"Next, let's play an update news, it has been confirmed that Ding Kaifeng, the two-time martial arts alliance leader in the martial arts game, announced his retirement, and he will not participate in any official competitions in the martial arts game from now on."

"Speaking of martial arts, we have to talk about Ding Kaifeng, Ding Kaifeng was originally a popular singer, but I don't know why he announced his retirement from the entertainment industry when he became popular. At that time, the entertainment industry and fans were in an uproar, and many fans did not understand Ding Kaifeng's approach, and it is strange that Ding Kaifeng himself did not make any explanation, which led to negative news flying all over the sky. Unexpectedly, five years later, Ding Kaifeng, who was no longer confused, actually participated in a competitive competition of online games and won the championship. With the previous star effect and the whimsical design of the martial arts game, as well as the unique game experience, Ding Kaifeng has become popular again. ”

"Yes, a fire is a fire for three years. In the past three years, his popularity has been even higher than when he was a singer. No one thought that such a martial arts master would announce his retirement in the right year, which is really regrettable, but this time, no one has any fans, and no martial arts player can have any dissatisfaction with this nearly forty-year-old singer and martial emperor. ”

Because he rescued seven elementary school children alone in a fire, the most important pair of arms as a martial arts master were buried in the raging fire. Ding Kaifeng, who is equipped with a prosthetic leg, will greatly reduce his competitive strength in the martial arts, and in order not to drag the gang back, he resolutely retires, and what he gets will be everyone's respect. Let us extend Ding Kaifeng's highest respect and wish him a happy retirement life.

"Next, let's use a short film to review Ding Kaifeng's singer time and martial arts career."

"You lie! Deceiving! "Under the huge electronic screen at the intersection of the central street of City A, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy stood in a crowded square, shouting loudly, his head bowed, his head flushed, and tears flowed like beads. His hands were clenched into fists, his muscles protruding, and his knuckles were as white as snow.

Retired? Are you kidding! Obviously having so much fun, Ming Ming told me that he was going to fight for the rest of his life, and he actually retired...... That's not true.

The boy had a flat head, his arms were dripping with sweat, and he was panting from exhaustion as he ran all the way from school. The muscles on the arms were like balloons, holding the skin as if it were about to crack, and the bronzer was tinged with reddish. If he shaved himself bald, anyone would think of him as a disciple of the Shaolin Temple.

Such a masculine boy really can't make people associate him with a crybaby. But he just cried, and the tears couldn't stop falling, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"Why do you want to retire?" After a while, the boy's mood improved slightly, and he wiped his tears as he looked up at the electronic screen. Ding Kaifeng's glorious past was recorded in a video, frozen into a photo, and played quickly on the screen, and when the boy looked up, it was Ding Kaifeng holding the photo of him winning the first martial arts alliance master trophy.

The two of them held the trophy, and they both smiled from ear to ear, like fools, and the corners of their mouths were almost grinning to the back of their heads. The golden trophy engraved with the word martial still stands in the most conspicuous place in the house.

"Little fart, you cry, Ding Kaifeng is a hero! The world's first-class tough guy, don't my idol like a bad guy! "A middle-aged man was as strong as a hill, one meter nine tall, and when he saw Ding Li crying, he scolded loudly, and his face was full of anger.

The square is full of people, in recent years, the martial arts game has swept China, becoming the most popular game, and it will connect the real and virtual world of creativity for the society has a huge and beneficial to the society, so players are surprisingly many, hearing the news related to this game, many people have rushed to listen to the wind. When I heard that this was the news of the retirement of Ding Kaifeng, a professional player in martial arts, the crowd had already gathered together.

Ding Li cried loudly, which had already become the focus. The strong man shouted, and more people looked at him, surrounding him.

"Lao Zhang! Children, how normal it is to see idols retire. Don't scare people. Behind the strong man, a man tugged at his arm. Many people in the crowd echoed, not only Ding Li, but also many adults, and even young and middle-aged people who got married, had children, and became parents, and many of them had tears on their faces. Children are young and enthusiastic, and it is too normal to cry.

"Get out of the way!" No one expected that this little boy had a very explosive temper, and he didn't pay attention to the crowd around him at all, and suddenly squeezed out of the crowd like crazy. The crowd was densely packed like a wall, and he was squeezed out of it, and many people were squeezed around, and even more directly squeezed in, and the crowd was squeezed out of a way by it, and almost trampled.

Ding Licai didn't pay much attention to him. His mind was full of news of Ding Kaifeng's retirement, completely ignoring other things, and after calming down, he just wanted to go home and find out what was going on.

"That boy seems to be the son of Emperor Ding." A young man said to his girlfriend in his arms. Ding Kaifeng is very popular in the entertainment industry and martial arts circles, and the young man gave him the nickname Ding Huang.

"It looks very similar, and it seems that there is still him in that photo just now."

"No wonder I cried so sadly just now, my dad has retired, and no one can accept it."

"Emperor Ding has retired, it's a pity. But saving seven children, what a hero. ”

......

After the young man started talking, the people in the square chattered, and those who were almost squeezed by Ding Li were not angry when they heard that he was Ding Kaifeng's son, and expressed their understanding.

Ding Li ran along the street as fast as the cars on the road. He didn't run so fast, but today he was so sad that he desperately wanted to go home and ask his father face to face why, and he didn't know that he was tired at all.

There was a constant flow of traffic on the streets, and the people in the cars tilted their heads to listen to songs and make phone calls, completely oblivious to the traffic on the road. With the development of science and technology, self-driving cars have been put on the market in large quantities, and the price is decreasing year by year. Crossing the sidewalk, Ding Li ran towards the house, dodging and moving between pedestrians, a little girl bent down to pick up her rag doll, seeing that she was about to hit it, he kicked his hind feet and jumped lightly, the little girl only felt a gust of wind blowing above her head. The pedestrians next to him exclaimed, but Ding Li had already run away like a monkey.

Turning to the right, holding his right hand, he jumped over a railing of nearly two meters, and flashed a few rushing cars, Ding Li had calmed down a lot, but when he arrived at the door, his heart was sour again.

'Boom! He pushed the door suddenly, and he didn't know that he thought that this family had raised a bastard boy and kicked the door with his foot. In fact, Ding Kaifeng and Ding Li have a very good relationship between father and son, the father has never beaten and scolded his son, and the son has never caused any trouble to Lao Tzu, so he is obedient.

"Dad! You're really going to retire! Ding Li pushed open the door and shouted inside. Ding Kaifeng was a singer when he was young, and later participated in game competitions and earned a lot of bonuses and miscellaneous money, and he was a rare wealthy family in City A, and the house in his home was a two-story villa.

Ding Li was stunned after shouting, the room was the same as in the square, the black people were connected, and a pair of eyes looked at Ding Li curiously. Ding Li stood at the door, almost suspecting that he had entered the wrong house. Just as he was hesitating, a familiar voice came from the living room,

"Son, come in! Let's be lively at home today. Ding Kaifeng walked out of the house with a meat skewer in one hand and Shenyang Lao Xue in the other hand to pick up Ding Li. Ding Kaifeng was wearing swallowtail thorns, his hair was fluffy and messy, he looked as if he hadn't washed it for a long time, and the stubble on his mouth also came out, of different lengths, black and pressed. A white shirt on the upper body, oil-stained and twisted, and a pair of jeans on the lower body are quite decent. He took a bite of flesh as he spoke, and looked at Ding Li with a grin.

When Ding Li saw his father like this, he almost forgot what he was doing when he ran back. All the sadness turned into two words: shame.

"Dad, can't you clean up after so many people in the family?" Ding Li stretched his face and looked at Ding Kaifeng and said helplessly.

"What, it's all your own people, you don't need it." He is a sloppy guy, and after quitting the entertainment industry, he doesn't pay more and more attention to his image. Regardless of whether he has oil on his hands or not, he put one hand around his son's neck and said with a smile,

"Today, my father retired, I have a big face, you can't usually see these people. Which big star do you like, I'll ask you for an autograph. "Ding Kaifeng is 1.789 meters, middle-to-upper height, his figure is called a stick, his lines are smooth, muscular but only strength, and he is a tough guy with iron and iron. Ding Li looked at his father's angular face, big eyes, dark eyes, and cold water, and couldn't help but want to cry.

"Why do you want to retire, don't you have a good time." Ding Li took his father's meat skewers, took a bite hard, transferred all the unhappiness to the meat skewers, and asked with his head down.

"Dad, you know this situation, there is a problem with these arms, and they can't cope with the game. You don't have to be sad, I've won two championships, and I still want to give others a chance. Ding Kaifeng's voice was deep and hoarse, and the voice of the broadcast host was as magnetic as the voice of the broadcaster, and many people turned their heads to listen to the conversation between father and son.

"Then ......" Ding Li wanted to say something more, but he couldn't find a rebuttal, indeed, if the arm is injured, it is impossible for even the sensory device to completely transform the human arm into a numerical simulation game world, without an arm, there is naturally little combat power left.

"Cut! This puts you up to it! Ding Li was thinking about it, when suddenly in the living room, men and women, some old and some young, complained indiscriminately.

"What do you mean to give others a chance, come here, I don't use my hands, come on, let's compare legs!"

"I'll let you break your wrist with a prosthetic!" A strong man walked out, Ding Li looked at him and was stunned, isn't this the person who scolded him in the square. This guy is two meters tall, Ding Li then remembered that he was his father's competitor, the head of the Kongtong faction in the game, nicknamed the mountain-shaking dragon, rolled up his arms and sleeves and walked out, glanced at Ding Li and stared at Ding Kaifeng angrily.

"Bibi." Many people stepped forward in the back, Ding Li carefully looked at the people in the room, most of them were players in the martial arts game, some Ding Li knew, some didn't, many people even if they came out to party, they also had sensors in their hands to record their movement values.

"Son, go, I'll bring you meat skewers, we are civilized people, eat me and drink me, and you have to beat me, it's too conscienceless." Ding Kaifeng hugged his son and smacked his lips and said, ignoring this group of people at all.

"Cut!" There was another burst of complaints, saying that, Ding Kaifeng's face was still much better than Ding Li, and there was no need to squeeze, and the crowd gave way. Ding Li's thoughts were confused, he was very sad because his father retired, and he didn't know what to do because of his father's group of bad friends. He said as he chewed the skewers in his mouth.

"Dad, isn't this a sheep whip, it's useless for you to make up for it." Ding Li muttered,

"All single......

"Bastard boy, what are you muttering, save some face for Daddy." Ding Kaifeng hurriedly covered his son's mouth

"Hahahaha!" Many people burst out laughing, and some spewed alcohol one after another.

"Hehe, Lao Ding, your son is very interesting, and his muscles are also good." This voice is much more serious than those who join in the fun, Ding Li looked up, the man who spoke was in his twenties, looking him up and down, it should not be thirty, he looked quite handsome, a few points worse than his father, his face was clean, sitting there like a mountain pine, at first glance, he was practicing martial arts, his muscles were not exposed, but his body was well-proportioned like a sculpture. He was wearing a casual suit and tight denim black leather shoes, but he was much more upright than his father.

"I just don't know how to save face for me." Ding Kaifeng gave his son an iron fist and went to touch the man who was talking, and the two blew a big mouthful and sat down on the sofa.

"Lao Ding, we have to go back, there is something going on in the senior brother's company, we have to leave quickly. Go one. One person walked out of the crowd behind, and there was a clanging sound as he spoke, and the three of them directly dried up a bottle of old snow. The two stood up and patted Ding Kaifeng on the shoulder and walked outside, and the dense crowd in the house spontaneously gave way and watched the two with a smile. Even the mountain-shaking dragon looked respectful.

Ding Li was dumbfounded, and didn't say a word for a long time, if you want to say who is the best person in his house today, it must be these two who didn't run, the founders of martial arts: Zhang Hao and Zhu Tao.

Ding Li still remembers what Zhu Tao said, there is a group photo of four people on the trophy at home, and the sentence is printed under the group photo:

Martial arts is a dream, martial arts is a dream, let me create a fantastic platform for everyone to chase their dreams, let's fight together.