"The entertainment program at the film festival is a celebrity fighting competition?" Zhou Qingfeng looked at the Korean star Park Dae-jung who challenged him with the eyes of a monster. This guy was staring at Zhou Qingfeng with an arrogant expression and kept talking.

He waved to him to stand up.

Lu Wen said to the camera with a wry smile, "In order to increase the fun of this film festival, we have decided to temporarily add a Chinese and Korean celebrity fighting match."

It's unheard of to do something like this at a film festival, but... the atmosphere was very lively! People like this kind of fresh and exciting thing so much, especially South Korea, where tens of millions of people passed through in just one moment

Watch this game in various ways. Countless people are cheering for their idols.

Park Dae-jung was responsible for challenging Zhou Qingfeng, "I want to prove to everyone in the world that Korean Taekwondo is the strongest in the world. I will not allow anyone to insult our Korean national culture. Either you admit that you were careless with your words,

Or come and get beaten by me!"

The Koreans attending the film festival actually gave Park Dae Jung a taekwondo jersey, gloves, and even a black belt that symbolized status and strength. After showing off, the guy went to the locker room to change clothes.

After Lu Wen finished speaking her lines in front of the camera, she carefully walked up to Zhou Qingfeng, clenched her fists and whispered: "Come on!"

Zhou Qingfeng lay on the sofa and curled his lips and said, "You guys are preparing so quickly. Did I promise to play?"

Lu Wen's face immediately stiffened and she asked urgently: "You just said that Taekwondo is about embroidering the legs with fancy fists. Didn't that mean you wanted to challenge?"

"But I'm just talking about showing off my skills and embroidering my legs."

"Hey... why didn't you tell me earlier? I agreed for you. What now? I know celebrities often look for substitutes when making movies, but you really can't fight? Or we can find a way to end this competition, such as

Let’s postpone it for a few days.”

Zhou Qingfeng thought to himself: I can only kill people, but I'm really not good at fighting. He saw that the female host's face was getting more and more ugly, so he put on a weak expression and said: "Actually, I don't have much time to defeat that guy.

It’s difficult, but I don’t have the motivation to play such a boring game, what should I do?”

Lu Wen's mind was a little confused at this moment. She had already thought about the accident on the broadcast, the national scolding, the ruin of her reputation, the shame of her life, and she would never be able to hold her head up. When she heard that Zhou Qingfeng actually said that he had no motivation to play a boring game, she was anxious

Said: "What do you need to do to be motivated?"

"I think a kiss from a beautiful woman can fill me up with fighting spirit." Zhou Qingfeng smiled shyly.

Lu Wen's expression immediately turned cold. She was originally sitting on the sofa with Zhou Qingfeng with concern, taking off her earphones and talking in a low voice. But when Zhou Qingfeng's request was mentioned, she suddenly stood up with a straight face, displeased.

He said: "It's already this time, and you still play rogue with me. Don't you think it's too much?"

Ah..., is this too much?

Zhou Qingfeng didn't expect that Lu Wen had been chatting and laughing with him before, but now he could distance himself in the blink of an eye. At this moment, Park Dazhong, who had changed his shirt, appeared.

No, no, no... Park Dae-jung didn't show up. The referee showed up first. It was the domestic literary and artistic director who was kicked in the face by Zhou Qingfeng. This guy actually volunteered to be the referee.

"Victor Hugo, you can go backstage to change clothes. The Koreans have prepared suitable competition clothes, gloves, and braces for you. If necessary, you can also wear a protective headgear. And I will ensure that this competition

Fair play." The great director spoke in a tone of "I take good care of you and you should be grateful."

But Zhou Qingfeng didn't pay any attention to any of the big directors. He only looked at the pretty-faced female host Lu Wen who walked to the corner of the live broadcast room. He seemed to be indebted for not accepting her kind concern. So he stood up lazily.

He took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned the first button of his shirt, and then grabbed a boxing glove.

The great director and referee asked in surprise: "You don't change your clothes and you only use one glove?"

"If I couldn't beat that idiot with one hand, I would have died eight hundred times." Zhou Qingfeng only wore one glove and stood on the sidelines waiting for his opponent to come up.

When the audience saw how careless Zhou Qingfeng was, they were worried for a moment.

"Does this guy understand the game? He didn't even prepare anything and just put on gloves and went on the field?"

"This is too ridiculous! If he loses, it will not be his face alone, but the face of all of us in China."

"You have to go all out at this time! At least change your clothes. How can you fight with others in trousers and a shirt?"

Amidst the commotion, Lu Wen, who was standing in the corner, was also worried. She thought to herself: Could it be that she didn't agree to his request, so he just broke the pot and waited to be beaten? This person is already an international star.

, how could this be? I am still a girl, how could I kiss him in public?

On the other side, Park Dae-jung, who had been dragging him for a long time, finally came out. This guy kept gesticulating with his fists, walking with flexible steps, and came on the stage with a fierce and murderous aura. After he came on the stage, he even looked at him.

The attitude of the world goes around the place.

As a referee, the great director actually provided commentary services, "This big star Park Dae-jung from South Korea is unusual. He is not only a well-known actor in South Korea, but also a boxer in South Korea's lightweight Taekwondo competition. He has won the All-Korean Taekwondo title three times in a row.

The champion of the competition. He has won eleven times by hitting his opponents hard. There is no doubt about his power."

After the great director finished speaking, the champion was still posing. He flicked his shirt, revealing the strong muscles of his upper body, and greeted the cheers and shouts of the Korean support group with a majestic posture.

Because the time dragged on for too long, the big directors had to add: "Since this is the Korean Taekwondo champion, this... has a more elegant demeanor. Next, we will adopt a best-of-five-game system. Let's take a look at this...

Which game will the champion win?"

Park Dae-jung walked around the ring for more than a minute, and Park Dae-jung was not done yet. He continued to hug and cheer up the assistants around him, and accepted everyone's blessings. Then he..., still did not go on the stage.

Park Dae-jung began to warm up on the spot. With the help of his assistant, he played front kicks, side kicks, horizontal kicks, hook kicks, back kicks, single-leg kicks, and double-leg kicks. His two legs kept flying like butterflies in flowers.

The whole place ran around with the sound of whistling wind.

This formation was quite scary. The Korean support group applauded and cheered, while the Chinese audience were dumbfounded.

"This Korean guy is pretty awesome!"

"No wonder he dared to stand up and challenge."

"What about our star? Can he survive one round?"

Lu Wen saw that Zhou Qingfeng was still indifferent and lazy, and even moved a chair to sit on the sidelines in a daze. She finally couldn't hold it anymore, and ran over again, squatted down and whispered: "Hey! Can you cheer up?

?The other party is very powerful!"

"Can you call him strong at this level? I can beat him a hundred times." Zhou Qingfeng thought to himself: I can pick anyone under my command to be stronger than him! But Katarina, the Butcher, and those perverts from Minsk

, I am afraid that Rom, who is not good at force, can beat him, "Believe it or not, I knocked him out with one punch."

Lu Wen frowned and listened with half-belief. She looked at the lazy Zhou Qingfeng and then at the majestic Park Dazhong, and said with determination: "If you can knock him down with one punch, I will agree to go on a date with you."
Chapter completed!