They didn't notice that Celine Dion, who was standing on the stage, looked at Masaki with doubts in her sideways eyes, she always felt that something was wrong, but the development of things made her unable to explain, so she could only bow and thank the audience with Masaki. （ . ）

"This performance, just like the real thing, is so exciting!" Andy Lau clapped his hands violently in the audience, with a happy and excited smile on his face, he didn't expect that Zhengji would perform such an unexpectedly wonderful performance on the stage of foreigners, which made him feel a sense of pride.

And Lin Xinru and Hu Yu on the side, but their faces were a little complicated, they couldn't tell what they felt, they always felt that something was wrong, because the fight just now was too realistic, but now seeing Masaki and Celine Dion bowing and thanking them, both of them were lightly relieved, it seems that this is really a show arranged by the organizer, as long as Masaki is fine, everything is fine.

This "performance" of Zhengji has left a deep impression on people all over the world, adding many performances of Chinese elements, and also setting off a vigorous upsurge of sinicization in the world, many foreigners are dressed up in imitation of Zhengji's Hanfu, and Tai Chi and Huaguo Kung Fu have set off a wave of learning, and even many foreigners have come to China to learn martial arts.

And in between, there are also a few disgusting things, in a country not far from China, openly protesting against political discipline, thinking that it violates their own country, openly shouting that Hanfu is imitating their national costume, and the birthplace of Tai Chi is also them, although it has not caused any substantial impact, but it also really makes the Chinese people disgusted, presumably needless to say, everyone also knows which country it is.

After the performance, the game continued, and the athletes who experienced the "war song" inspired by the political discipline were more full of strength and passion in the second half of the game, as if a song had played hormones for them!

In the backstage, at this moment, it is a tense atmosphere that is completely different from the outside stands, eight masked men in black, no one is handcuffed at the moment, and they are firmly controlled by the American police who are big men, and the organizers also appeared in the backstage, frowning and looking at the men in front of them, the faces after taking off their masks are all European faces, and their eyes are flashing with fierce light.

After Zhengji knocked them backstage, the relevant staff controlled these men, the organizers are not stupid, they themselves know the arrangement of the performance, these men are purely mixed in, there is no such link in the show at all, and after the accident, the management of the organizer is a chill, it is hard to imagine, because of their negligence, if Zhengji is assassinated in front of the eyes of the people of the whole country, what kind of turmoil and consequences will it cause!

Needless to say, the impact is bad, not to mention that the political discipline is still Chinese, which will cause diplomatic conflicts!

So now they are unprecedentedly lucky, glad that Masaki is skilled, and retreated in the face of such a sudden attack! Fortunately, Masaki handled it properly and was busy, so that the "Super Bowl" could be held normally and did not cause riots among the audience, otherwise, it would be a dark page in the history of the "Super Bowl"!

After understanding that this matter was no longer something they could interfere in, the organizers naturally chose to call the police and let the police deal with the accident!

"Mr. Masaki, do you want to have a physical examination for you?" The management of the organizer walked up to Masaki who was sitting next to him with an apologetic face, and asked politely, speaking of which, today's incident is their mistake, and if it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that I will not speak here now, so even if Masaki is protesting and compensating now, they can understand.

"I'm fine," Masaki shook his head, glancing at the clown-masked man who was also kneeling on the ground and handcuffed.

"Celine, are you okay?" At this time, Celine Dion's agent hurried in, looked at Celine Dion who was sitting on the side and stared at Masaki in a daze and asked.

"I'm fine," Celine Dion shook her head, her eyes were no longer doubtful, but shocked, the moment she returned to the backstage, she was protected, and until just now, she finally confirmed one thing, it was a fight on the stage, it was not arranged by the organizers, but a real life-and-death assassination struggle!

"I'm sorry to let Miss Celine be frightened because of me", at this time Masaki came over and said apologetically to Celine Dion.

"It's okay Mr. Masaki, no one wants this to happen, do they, you are also a victim," Celine Dion showed a charming smile, a pair of light blue eyes looked at Masaki, at this moment she suddenly had a trace of exploration of the man in front of her who was not very familiar, this Asian who rose like a comet in the European and American music scene, this man who could have divine martial arts under the siege of so many killers.

"Mr. Masaki, I don't know if we have time to have dinner together in the evening?" Thinking of this, Celine Dion's heart became more and more prosperous, and she suddenly took the initiative to invite Masaki.

Masaki was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Celine Dion to suddenly invite him to dinner, after thinking about it, he nodded, "It's my honor to have dinner with Ms. Celine."

"Mr. Masaki, President Clinton wants to meet you," At this time, a man in a black suit suddenly walked in, and when he saw Masaki, his eyes lit up slightly.

Zhengji was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect that not only him, but other people in the backstage scene also took a light breath and was received by the president, which is a glorious thing!

"Okay", after being slightly surprised, Masaki quickly reacted and walked out with the man in the suit.

In an ordinary office, a man in his fifties sat in front of Masaki, leaning back on the sofa and looking at Masaki with interest, it was Clinton.

This is the first time that he has come into contact with a US president so closely in reality other than television, but the eyes of political discipline do not have much respect, and it can even be said that it is not salty or light, he is also lazily leaning on the sofa, to say that for the president of the United States, political discipline really does not have much good feelings, from the national level, the bombing of the embassy in China last year was the president's handiwork.

Therefore, as a Chinese, he naturally has no good feelings for the US president who is hostile to China.

The man in black standing beside Clinton on the side, when he saw this scene, his brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied with the performance of political discipline.

Clinton obviously also noticed Masaki's performance, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't expect Masaki's attitude to be so casual.

"It's a pleasure to meet Mr. Masaki himself, speaking of which, I'm also a fan of Mr. Masaki, and your songs are very distinctive," Clinton was the first to speak.

"Passing the award," Zhengji only responded with two words, and his style was still the same, and he was not at all fluttering because of the other party's praise.

"What is Mr. Masaki's impression of the United States? Is our country more liberal and democratic than China?" Seeing Masaki's attitude, Clinton did not mind, but said with a smile.

"Not necessarily, I don't dare to agree in terms of public security, it's chaotic at night, I don't dare to go out, I've been here twice, I've experienced two dangers," Zhengji heard the other party's words, and was a little confused about what Clinton was thinking, but when he heard the other party's remarks about Hua Guo, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he went back directly.

"Oh, and this kind of thing? Mr. Masaki, rest assured, our judicial department is the most sound, and I will ask them to set up a special team to find out your problem," Clinton finished speaking, paused, and then suddenly sat up straight, looked at Masaki, and said: "I don't know Mr. Masaki, are you interested in joining the United States? Become a citizen of the Republic of America? We welcome such an excellent singer as Mr. Masaki."

"Huh?" Masaki stared at each other and looked at each other, he didn't expect that Clinton was talking to him and wanted to become an American citizen!

Masaki's face suddenly showed a smile, as if mocking, but also seemed to understand, stood up, looked at the quiet room, and suddenly said, "Do you think it's possible?"

"As long as Mr. Masaki is willing to become a member of the United States, no matter what you ask, we will agree to you!" Unexpectedly, Clinton did not have any anger in the face of Masaki's obvious ridicule, but stood up with a smile, and even used the word "you" to address Masaki.

"I want to be president," he said, suddenly.

"No problem!" Unexpectedly, if someone was there, they would have wondered if they had heard it wrong, Clinton nodded and said without the slightest hesitation.

Masaki suddenly smiled, looked at Clinton and smiled, "I didn't expect that Mr. Clinton would be one of them."

"Mr. Masaki is really as wise as a torch, before, I am afraid that there was some misunderstanding between you and us, and please Mr. Masaki, please Mr. Masaki not remember the villain," Clinton showed a mysterious smile and stretched out his hand to Masaki.

"Is there a misunderstanding?" the corners of Masaji's mouth curled slightly, he had thoroughly confirmed the details of the other party, Clinton, it turned out to be a "Freemason"!