Coming out of the lively gymnasium, passing through the Huashan Avenue where the lights are full of lights and sleepless all night, returning to the peaceful Huashan Inn, as soon as they returned to the guest room, Zhiyu and Zijie gave themselves a big hug, chattering, and happily making trouble for half an hour. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that the time had reached more than 10 o'clock, the two girls were not allowed to stay in their guest room this time, so they pushed themselves over.

As soon as I sat down, the phone in my hand vibrate.

When I picked it up, it was actually Xiaojun who sent a text message: "Hero, hard work, I'm glad that you can become the king of Huashan and win glory for my country's arts, this palace will reward you with a flying kiss, catch it, uh-huh!"

Zheng Ya showed a bright smile on his face, Xiaojun didn't know where he was, he must be relatively lonely, it could be seen that in fact, Xiaojun had been paying attention to himself, and a faint warm feeling welled up in his heart, Zheng Ya made up a text message and replied: "You put it, this hero punches devils, kicks mallets, invincible in the world, Xiaojun's sister, Bo is not fun, I still have to touch my ass and kiss my mouth......"

After waiting for a while, there was no response from Wang Xiaojun's side, it should be that the mobile phone was confiscated again or automatically turned off.

Shaking his head speechlessly, Zheng Ya was about to put down the phone, the phone vibrated again, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was a call from Wan Changqing.

Pressing the answer button, Zheng Ya said with a smile: "Changqing, haven't slept yet?"

Wan Changqing was on the other end of the phone, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Zheng Ya." ”

Zheng Ya smiled and said, "No." ”

Wan Changqing's voice raised a lot more, and there was a hint of excitement in his tone: "Congratulations, Zheng Ya, you have won glory for our country's arts, and you have won face for our Hongkang Guoshu Museum, you don't know, now the students of the Guoshu Museum are good, by the way, by the way, Xiaoyu will also talk to you......"

Before Zheng Ya could react, Wan Changqing's phone came out with Xiao Yu's enthusiastic voice: "Brother Zheng Ya, you are really amazing, wow, what about the golden boy, I saw it, Brother Zheng Ya, you are really handsome......"

Zheng Ya smiled and said, "Isn't it, Xiaoyu, am I really that handsome?"

Xiaoyu yelled: "Really, it can't be true, Mom, isn't Brother Zheng Ya very handsome?"

On the other end of the phone, a gentle voice came out from afar: "Well, it's handsome, handsome." ”

Zheng Ya smiled, and before he could speak, on the other end of the phone, more noisy voices came out, and the brothers and sisters of the Hongkang Guoshu Hall rushed to express their admiration to Zheng Ya.

Zheng Ya was speechless and found that his mobile phone was only noisy by these guys, and he couldn't understand what everyone was saying, so he could only laugh twice from time to time, indicating that he heard it.

After four or five minutes, Li Erkang made a final summary on behalf of the Hongkang Guoshu Museum: "Zheng Ya, you are really powerful, I am ashamed of myself, don't talk nonsense, in the future, the Hongkang Guoshu Museum will be your eternal home, no matter when you come back, you will have a place, okay, brothers, don't disturb Zheng Ya to rest, go, the work of the food stall, I have a treat......"

On the other side of the phone, there were bursts of cheers.

Zheng Ya laughed dumbly and hung up the phone.

Soon after, Wan Changqing's text message came: "Thank you, Zheng Ya, don't say anything else, about the renovation of my brother's new house, you put one hundred and twenty hearts, I will definitely do it for you, before the Spring Festival, it is guaranteed to be completed, and when the time comes, you and your uncle and aunt only need to twist the bag to move in." ”

Zheng Ya sent a smile and said, "Thank you." ”

Wan Changqing replied: "It should be", without the following, it should be to fight with the brothers.

For many fans of national arts, it was a sleepless night of joy and excitement. Huashan Lunjian classic battles will be everyone's best appetizer.

Standing in his guest room, Zheng Ya looked at the starry night sky, and his heart gradually calmed down.

This time, Zheng Ya's fundamental purpose and original intention of participating in the competition was to avenge Brother Wan.

Looking up at the night sky now, Zheng Ya seems to see Brother Wan's relieved smile in the starry sky, Li Wentao's current life, I'm afraid it's uncomfortable, right? I don't know how long he can resist.

What Zheng Ya didn't know was.

At the same time as he was looking up at the starry sky, in the room not far away, Li Wentao also stood in front of the window, gritting his teeth and muttering to himself: "Zheng Ya, you were hit by Zhangmen acupoint twice before and after, and I don't know how long you can resist......

Li Wentao is about to become history, this time Huashan sword, Zheng Ya not only avenged Brother Wan, but also overcame all the way, climbed the peak, climbed to the top of Huashan, and harvested countless unexpected surprises.

Huashan argued on the sword and exceeded its goal.

Huashan discussed the sword and exceeded its expectations.

Then next, Huashan will become a new starting point in his life, and after tomorrow, he will devote himself to a new life.

The battle of the Jin Ge Iron Horse is about to go away.

The noisy arena is about to go away.

The holiday is coming to an end, the new semester is coming, and what awaits you will be a new life.

A faint smile appeared on Zheng Ya's face.

The prosperity is gone, and my heart is at peace.

Glory is behind you, and your heart is at peace.

Zheng Ya opened her arms in front of the window, made a movement of spreading her wings and flying in advance, leaned over her body, fanned the ground with both hands, ran into the bathroom, washed and slept.

The prosperity is gone, and my heart is at peace.

Zheng Ya returned to tranquility and entered the state of bodhicitta in an orderly manner.

Fans of national arts, but ushered in a sleepless night like a big celebration.

In reality, the small group of Guoshu gathered in the bar, shouting loudly and engaging in alcohol, while the small group on the Internet chattered endlessly about the glorious achievements of the golden boy Zheng Ya Liketai in QQ groups, WeChat groups, official forums and other places.

The world of virtue is full of mercy, and throws out five 200 yuan password red envelopes in a row "Zheng Ya Zheng Ya I love you", and a group of people in the QQ group shouted loudly as local tyrants.

A netizen named Wan Nianhong in the group came out and said: "What's the matter, have you found it, there is no sponsor behind the golden boy Zheng Ya, in other words, is the nerve of our people so big? Such a good advertising agency, no one actually came to the door to solicit sponsorship, I was dizzy, it is said that the final TV ratings of the broadcast reached 15%, what are these businesses doing to eat? What a waste of resources." ”

The group of virtue in the world laughed: "Zheng Yanai is my Shaolin authentic disciple, and I don't care about a few advertising costs." ”

Netizens have raised their middle fingers to the world of virtue: "I'm sorry, you came to represent Shaolin again, don't bully me for not being knowledgeable, Shaolin monks have no virtue generation, no culture, it's terrible." ”

Virtue in the world: "Amitabha, monks don't speak." ”

Wan Nianhong: "I'm still the boss of Wan Nianqing Fitness Equipment Factory, I don't know if you believe it or not, anyway, I believe it, Ami stewed tofu, and the boss doesn't speak." ”

Virtue in the world: "Boss Wan, how much do you think Zheng Ya's advertising exclusive agency fee is appropriate?"

Wan Nian Hong: "How about 20 million?"

Virtue in the world: "Can you throw a 1,000 big bag to warm up first?"

Wan Nian Hong: "Come on, whoever is afraid of whom, everyone has paid attention, I'm ready to send out red envelopes......"

After a burst of poke, someone wailed: "Boss Wan, isn't it, I can't afford to hurt at all, and I lose traffic." ”

Wan Nianhong: "There are 2,000 people in this group, quack quack, this boss sent 1,000 0.01, this is called 1,000 big bags, isn't it a bag?"

A group of middle fingers stood up.

In short, for Guoshu fans, this is a sleepless night of celebration, the golden boy Zheng Ya, with his all-winning record and all-winning KO, climbed to the top of Huashan, and also firmly stood in the hearts of Guoshu fans.

If the warrior monk Dalong used to be the strongest general in the hearts of fans of national arts, after Huashan discussed the sword, Zheng Ya has risen to replace the position of the warrior monk Dalong with an unparalleled advantage, and has become the representative and glory of national arts.

In the hardcore boxing fan group of the warrior monk Dalong, some Guoshu fans expressed dissatisfaction with this, and said sourly: "Zheng Ya is just lucky, he didn't want to fight Dalong first, and exposed a lot of weaknesses, so he lost to Zheng Ya." ”

Many fans followed.

Dalong, a warrior monk who rarely speaks in the group, stood up and typed a paragraph: "I regret losing to the King of Thailand, but Zheng Ya defeated Bo Buqiu with an indisputable advantage, the strength is clear at a glance, those who practice martial arts, one is one, two is two, you must not sell your reputation, let alone have these righteous battles for things outside your body, the golden boy Zheng Ya is also a Shaolin disciple, everyone should support him......"

The world of virtue emerged from the group of warrior monks and dragons: "The prosperity is gone, my heart is peaceful, Dalong, my generation of warriors, you should treat success and failure with a normal heart, come on, I am optimistic about you." ”

Warrior Monk Dalong: "Thank you, Master. ”