Li Wentai's location is diagonally opposite the gate of the Guoshu Museum, Zheng Ya is going to his own small house, and it is really likely to be discovered by Li Wentai. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zheng Ya has something to do today, and she really doesn't want to alarm Li Wentai.

Besides, this is a matter between the Guoshu Pavilion and the Taekwondo Gym, and it has nothing to do with Zheng Ya, and Zheng Ya is not suitable for meddler.

didn't want to make any extraneous branches, so Zheng Ya pulled Kang Yimiao, like a thief, lightly, and quietly bypassed the gate of the National Art Museum.

Fortunately, Li Wentai's attention was not in this direction, but he didn't notice Zheng Ya sneaking over.

Standing at the door of his room, Zheng Ya breathed a sigh of relief, but found that Kang Yimiao was looking at him curiously, and looked back from time to time, his bright big eyes were full of curiosity.

Zheng Ya touched his nose with one hand, took out the key with the other, went to open the door, and explained in his mouth: "Sister Yimiao, there is an acquaintance of mine inside, and I was beaten up once, I was afraid that he would see it, and it is not a good thing to be pulled out at this time......"

Kang Yimiao sighed, nodded and said, "That's it, I understand, okay, Zheng Ya, let's hurry up and talk about Xiaojie, I also want to go out to see who is more powerful in Guoshu or Taekwondo." ”

Speaking of business, Kang Yimiao's professional status reappeared.

After carefully analyzing the current trend of public opinion, Kang Yimiao concluded that after two days of public opinion fermentation, the post of the warm-hearted champion Yuanlang will gradually cool down, and if he fails to find a suitable bone marrow match for Xiaojie during this period, then I really don't know how long it will take.

And the solution is naturally to do everything possible to make this post widely spread in the society, form a greater influence, and strive to let more people see it, so that more people can care about it, and be able to participate.

Kang Yimiao's suggestion is that after three days, find a way to write the call for help into the speech, if the operation is good, strive to make thousands of children's boots in Zhangshi No. 1 Middle School help find and help forward, which will undoubtedly have a better effect.

It's just that the time is too short, and I haven't thought of an appropriate way for a while on how to operate.

The two were discussing in the house, and the fight in the Guoshu Pavilion had really begun, and the quarrel was getting louder and louder, and the two had not yet found a suitable way, and the quarrel in the Guoshu Pavilion had been able to clearly hear it.

The focus of the quarrel is still the same topic for thousands of years, who is more powerful in national art or taekwondo.

Zheng Ya hadn't heard what he was arguing about, Kang Yimiao had already stood up straight, and said with a look of curiosity and curiosity: "With my news acumen for many years, I think there must be a story in the middle, and there must be great news value, anyway, Zheng Ya, you can't find a good solution to your question for a while, I'll go back to the onlookers first......

After speaking, Kang Yimiao grinned at Zheng Ya twice, stretched out his hands, made a bald head forward movement, and walked out of the house.

Zheng Ya smiled dumbly.

Once Kang Yimiao enters the working state, he is indeed very dedicated, but in life, he is really elf and eccentric.

Zheng Ya shook her head and walked out with Kang Yimiao.

Kang Yimiao remembered that Zheng Ya had a holiday with the people inside, so he didn't go in directly to mingle, but leaned against the wall, stretched out a small head, and looked at the national martial arts masters and taekwondo masters who were facing each other inside.

At this time, Li Wentai stepped on the back of a student of the National Arts Hall with one foot, and pressed the student on the carpet with one hand, unable to move at all.

This student is also tough, although he was subdued, it is estimated that the injury is not light, but he just doesn't say a word.

Zheng Ya could see from afar that beads of sweat the size of beans had appeared on the student's head, and the expression on the ground was also very painful.

Wan Taihong's expression was very angry, and he said sharply: "Li Wentai, you said that you are going to have a good fight, why are you even heavy-handed?"

Li Wentai laughed: "This is the so-called national art?" hahaha, it's really vulnerable, I said Master Wan, can't you send someone who is more powerful? I remember that there is a more powerful one in your national art hall, let him come and pick me up a few tricks......

Wan Taihong's face was pale, he looked left and right, and said angrily: "Wan Changqing, you go, give me a hard beating." ”

Zheng Ya said softly to Kang Yimiao: "Senior Brother Changqing is the eldest nephew of the master of the Wan Pavilion, and he is quite good at national martial arts, and he is the senior brother of the National Arts Pavilion. ”

While speaking, Li Wentai and Wan Changqing began to fight.

Knock knock, a series of fists and palms collided from the Guoshu Pavilion, Zheng Ya looked at the two people in the training room, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

Li Wentai has made rapid progress, compared with a month ago, there has been an amazing improvement in all aspects, if Li Wentai was still on par with Senior Brother Changqing that day, then today's Li Wentai can completely defeat Senior Brother Changqing.

Kang Yimiao didn't know about this stubble, and when she heard Zheng Ya's introduction, she suddenly thought that the senior brother must be very powerful, pinched her pink fist in front of her chest, and said softly in her mouth: "Come on, senior brother, do the taekwondo......"

Almost with Kang Yimiao's thoughts, in the Guoshu Pavilion, many trained disciples shouted: "Senior brother, kill him, senior brother, come on......"

Zheng Ya couldn't help but touch her nose.

In the training room, Li Wentai spun his leg in the air, and with a bang, he kicked Wan Changqing's face, and Wan Changqing was directly kicked to the ground with a bang, and his hand was held on the ground a few times, trying to stand up straight.

Li Wentai shouted: "Pour it for me, ha", flew forward, and smashed an elbow on Wan Changqing's back.

Wan Changqing's body went limp, and he threw himself on the ground, unable to move.

Wan Taihong's face was pale, and he shouted twice: "Changqing, Changqing......" An arrow step, rushed up, Li Wentai stood on the ground with one palm, stood on the ground with both palms, grabbed Wan Changqing and pushed Wan Taihong.

Wan Taihong dodged and stretched out his hand to support Wan Changqing.

Li Wentai stood up with his palms up, and laughed: "What? This is the senior brother of your national art hall? With this little power, he is actually also a senior brother, hahaha, laughing at me, is this your national art?" hahaha. ”

Wan Taihong roared: "Li Wentai, you are looking for ...... death"

Li Wentai didn't speak, took a step back, and beside him, a strong man in his thirties, with a white scarf wrapped around his head, wearing a taekwondo uniform, and his eyes were blazing, stepped forward: "What, Senior Brother Wan? Do you want to teach my disciple in person? Hahaha, if the apprentice can't beat me, is it only the master himself? This is the national art? Look at it, this is your Chinese national art, hahaha, with the big bullying the small, deceiving the world and stealing fame, no wonder he was named 'the sick man of East Asia' by the Japanese, hahaha......"

In the Guoshu Pavilion, the disciples were instantly indignant and angry.

Zheng Ya also frowned deeply.

Standing in front of Zheng Ya, Kang Yimiao, who had been listening, suddenly stepped forward from the corner of the wall, rushed out directly, and said loudly: "Gaoli stick, you actually dare to fart here, it stinks, it really stinks......"

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