As the first Chinese to participate in the "Dimi Show", Masaki do you have anything to say to the American audience in front of the TV? You know, our TV shows have a lot of ratings! Dimi said to Masaki like a self-selling boasting joke, and the atmosphere became relaxed and pleasant.

"I'm glad to be recognized by everyone in the United States, and I'm glad that Dimi Xiu was invited," Masaki said casually.

"Mr. Masaki, to be honest, at the very beginning, when I heard my friend say that your song is very good, I was still very unimpressed, at that time, I thought, how can an Oriental foreigner write any good English songs, at that time I even made a bet with my friend whether your song is good or not, and as a result, because of you, I also lost a hundred dollars!" Dimi squeezed his eyebrows and said to Masaki.

"Looks like it's my fault," Masaki said teasingly.

Dimi's expression was straight, and he suddenly looked at Masaki seriously and said: "Maybe before, I didn't think about your songs, but then I found out that I was wrong, I'm already a die-hard fan of yours now, listening to your songs is like smoking marijuana, as long as I listen to it for the first time, I can't stop at all, I believe that friends in front of the TV, there are many people who have the same feelings as me."

The United States is worthy of being a country with open and free speech, and Dimi's words did not take into account any sensitive words, and even used marijuana to describe the song of political discipline.

"I'm also very happy to be able to make the famous talk show host Dimi my fan, do you need me to sign for you?" Masaki also said jokingly to Dimi.

"Mr. Masaki heard that you have recently become a disciple of the music master Pollini, and the day before yesterday it was revealed that you have composed two very classic piano pieces, I wonder if we are lucky enough to be able to listen to you play one live?" Dimi asked, looking at Masaki.

"It's an honor," Masaki nodded.

A light piano music sounded at the scene, Masaki played the familiar tune, Dimi and the audience, gradually indulged in this beautiful piano sound, in addition to the previous performance in the concert, this is the first time Masaki played this piece in front of the TV media public, and many people also saw Masaki's performance through TV for the first time.

For the first time, they were shocked and moved by such a piano sound, and even when the political discipline ended, even the host Dimi did not react, and only after a long time did he turn his back to the camera and wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"It's the best music I've ever heard, thank you," Dimi changed his previous teasing and relaxed tone, and said seriously to Masaki.

"By the way, Mr. Masaki, some time ago, I watched your performance of Huaguo Kung Fu at the Super Bowl, I checked the information, and I heard that it is a very famous martial art in Huaguo, called Tai Chi, right?" Dimi's style changed, looked at Masaki and said.

Masaki nodded: "That's right."

"So, Mr. Masaki, do you know how to do kung fu? Huaguo Kung Fu, Bruce Lee, very powerful! Dimi's eyes lit up.

"Flower fist embroidered legs, my kung fu is not worth mentioning, and it can't be compared with Bruce Lee", Masaki replied humbly.

"I forgot to tell you, we have arranged a Korean taekwondo master and a karate master who is also from an Eastern country, I wonder if Mr. Masaki can play with him on the spot, let us see the magic of Chinese kung fu!" , Dimi said expectantly.

"Why not?" Masaki glanced at Dimi meaningfully and nodded, he guessed that this might be arranged by the organizers, but he was not worried.

After Masaki finished speaking, two men walked up to the back of the stage, one wearing taekwondo-standard costumes and the other karate clothes, both in their thirties, each dressed in different styles.

Two men with Asian faces walked up to the stage, greeted Dimi, and looked at Masaki defiantly, as if his face was full of arrogance, and his nostrils were about to fly into the sky.

For the eyes and performance of the two, Masaki didn't take it to heart at all, and didn't even look at them, taekwondo and karate, perhaps borrowed advertising and publicity, and became popular in countries around the world, but Masaki looked down on both at all, in the words of the master of the martial arts and the monks of Dalin Temple, these two so-called martial arts skills, shallow to the extreme, flower boxing and embroidered legs, are basically adapted from the long-standing martial arts of the Chinese country.

However, some people worship foreign flattery, and do not use the essence of their ancestors, but instead learn the martial arts of these thieves.

"This is Mr. Park Chang-sik, a master of taekwondo black belt nine dans, who has been learning taekwondo for 20 years, I heard that Mr. Masaki knows martial arts, so he took the initiative to come to our show to want to learn from Mr. Masaki, as for this, it is Mr. Mitsuha Inoshita, who has been learning karate for nearly 20 years, and is also a leader in Japanese karate," Dimi introduced the origins of the two to Masaki and the audience in front of the TV.

As for the two people who were introduced, their faces were smug, and it seemed that the upcoming battle had been won.

After Dimi's introduction, Park Chang-sik suddenly leaned over and said a few words in Dimi's ear, which made Dimi slightly stunned, and then said to the audience in front of the TV: "Before the competition, Mr. Park Chang-sik wants to perform taekwondo for everyone."

After Dimi finished speaking, several young people who were also wearing practice clothes walked out of the backstage, holding various props in their hands, such as "masonry" and "two-finger-thick wooden boards", and quickly stood on the side of the stage.

"Now please enjoy the taekwondo drill brought by Mr. Park Chang-sik!" Dimi said to the audience.

Park Chang-sik bowed to the camera, and then motioned for the disciples not far away to pose, while he slowed his breath and kicked as if he was ready, and suddenly let out a gulp and rushed towards the young man who was about 1.8 meters tall and raised his arms at the front.

The young man, holding a wooden plank in each hand, held it high in the air, about two meters above the ground, stood motionless, calmly looking at Park Chang-sik who rushed over.

The figure of Park Chang-sik rushing over, suddenly jumped up in front of the disciple holding the plank, and then flew high like the wings of the Great Peng, kicked out suddenly, and hit one of the higher planks with his left foot accurately, with a click, the plank shattered, but at this time his body had not yet landed, and his right foot continued to kick, and the other plank also shattered almost at the same time.

And after landing on the ground, there was almost no pause, he threw a punch, and the wooden plank in the hand of the second disciple also shattered, and then flew up with a knee, shattering the bricks and stones placed on the table.

I have to say that Park Chang-sik still has some strength, and the bounce is already much stronger than ordinary people, and this set of actions has won a lot of applause from the scene, while Park Chang-sik stood there with a smug face, calmly accepting the cheers of the public.

"Flower fist embroidered legs," this is the first feeling after Zhengji watched it, taekwondo can also do some of this kind of performance, no matter how many years have passed, it is still the same, kicking wooden boards, broken bricks, roundabout kicks, these things, he didn't know how many times he had watched them on TV in his previous life, jumping so high, full of flaws, if it was really in actual combat, he would have been kicked and broken his legs.

As for Karate's Inoshita, he stood aside expressionlessly, without affirmation or denial of Park Chang-sik's performance, and couldn't see what was going on in his heart.

"He is worthy of being a master of the ninth dan black belt in taekwondo, thank you Mr. Park Chang-sik for the show, Mr. Jung-ki, let's start fighting?" Dimi said with a round of applause.

"Only our Republic of Korea's taekwondo is the strongest, Mr. Zhengji, what kind of Tai Chi did you perform that day, it was soft and soft, and it didn't work at first glance, but don't worry, I'll keep my hand," Park Chang-sik said in an arrogant voice to Zhengji, with a look on his face.

The words have been spoken, and the faces of many people at the scene have changed slightly, and the host Dimi is even more worried about Zhengji, this paragraph, but it was not in the previous design, how did Park Chang-sik add a line without authorization!

And in front of the TV, many overseas Chinese fans who watched the show were also indignant, too arrogant, too underestimated, looking at the arrogant and disgusting face of Park Chang-sik on TV, they couldn't wait to go up and punch him a few times.

Masaki stood up expressionlessly, and anyone could see his unhappiness at the moment.

Suddenly, Zhengji made a move that made everyone uproar, hooked his finger at Park Chang-sik, and beckoned to the well Sanye, "Don't be so troublesome, let's go up together."

Hearing Masaki's words, Dimi was stunned, Park Chang-sik changed his face, and Mitsuha also frowned.

"The Great Japanese Empire pays attention to the spirit of bushido, and it will not do anything to bully too little! Please also ask Mr. Masaki not to insult our samurai spirit! The well Sanye said solemnly.

"I don't mean to insult anyone, I don't have time to play this boring game with the two of you," Masaki smiled mockingly at the corner of his mouth and spread his hands.

"Nishihachi!" As soon as Zhengji's words fell, Park Chang-sik on the side heard an angry voice, and he couldn't help but scold, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he rushed towards Zhengji, and flew up at Zhengji's temple.

Seeing this scene, all the people watching the show, including Dimi at the scene, let out an exclamation! Where is this a sparring move, it is clearly a killer who leaves no room for error! Everyone couldn't help but worry about political discipline, and Dimi also began to regret inviting Park Chang-sik to come today, which was originally a performance program, which ruined this unknown Korean!

Park Chang-sik in the air looked at Zhengji who was standing still, and there was a smug look in the corner of his eyes, this Chinese must have been scared stupid at a loss! I am confident that this foot will go down, so that he will not be able to eat and walk around! Anyway, at the request of the organizers, he doesn't need to be responsible, and more importantly, he just took this opportunity to promote taekwondo in the Republic of Korea, and he seems to have seen the scene of his return to China after this incident!