rebirth of cataclysm

Hu Mingchen had two victories in a row. His roommates wanted to celebrate him, so they decided to pay for a meal for him.

"No, no, it's too pretentious to celebrate just halfway through the game? Let's wait until I finish all the games." Hu Mingchen politely declined everyone's kindness.

"Hu Mingchen, I think you can become an actor, a martial arts star, and you should be famous." Chen Peng teased half-heartedly.

"It's true, that last move you used against the Japanese boy, wow, it was so cool. If it were shown on TV, it would be good to watch. I've seen many of those who act in martial arts scenes nowadays are not as good as you." Pan Yilun said.

"Well, that's a good suggestion. We all know that stars nowadays make a lot of money. Once they appear on the stage, the code can start in the millions. Hu Mingchen, if you make a lot of money, don't forget your buddies." Tian Yongjun said.

"Go, go, go, look at what you said one by one, it's as if a director has asked me to act in a play. This is a friendly competition on campus, an amateur competition. It's not as evil as you said. They have national martial arts competitions every year.

The top three have not become big stars yet, so it’s my turn, so don’t make any trouble." Hu Mingchen leaned on the bed and waved away, then picked up his phone to read the message.

"I think so. It's not that easy to be a star. Even if you act in a movie, it's not easy to become famous. For someone like Hu Mingchen, it will be easy for him to join a big company and become a manager in the future." Yu Yi is usually jealous and doesn't like to praise Hu Mingchen, and of course he is the same now.

in this way.

Hao Yang jumped out of bed unconvinced: "Does Hu Mingchen need to be a manager in a big company? Does he care about the money..."

"Hao Yang, are you crazy? Who doesn't care about money? Look at what you said, am I so unworldly?" Hu Mingchen put down his phone and quickly stopped Hao Yang.

Hao Yang knew some details about Hu Mingchen, and this impulse almost revealed the truth.

As soon as Hu Mingchen stopped drinking, Hao Yang also woke up. Knowing that he was a bit outspoken in his desperation, he quickly stuck out his tongue and crawled back to his bed.

"Hu Mingchen, I don't mean anything against you. I think you don't like the path of an actor. Your temperament and leadership skills are suitable for a professional manager." As if he was afraid that Hu Mingchen would be angry with him, Yu Yi hurriedly tried to please him.

explained.

"Well, I know, I know, haha, thank you for thinking so highly of me." Hu Mingchen said with a kind smile.

In the competition the next day, Hu Mingchen drew lots and selected a boy from an art college.

This classmate was very lucky. The opponents he encountered along the way were not very strong, and he made it to the third round.

He is a dancer and has previous experience in gymnastics and Tai Chi.

From a viewing point of view, because he has a background in dance, his movements are generally more beautiful and have a sense of visual beauty.

He is very flexible and has good physical fitness. If he is dealing with ordinary classmates, he can easily defeat two or three people. At least compared to Yang Xiaoning, he is in the middle.

However, he won Hu Mingchen, and it would be impossible for him to continue his good luck.

The further back he goes, the stronger others become. Hu Mingchen eliminated him for his own good. Otherwise, he might be beaten badly later on.

So in the third game, Hu Mingchen relied on points to win in a desperate way.

Among Hu Mingchen's three opponents, he and Yang Xiaoning were both defeated with dignity.

"Hu Mingchen, congratulations on your victory again." Surprisingly, the first person to congratulate Hu Mingchen this time was Cui Zhi.

"Thank you, what, you didn't sign up?" Hu Mingchen could not glare at other people's overtures.

"I originally wanted to sign up, but when I saw you on the list, I quit. I'm self-aware and I'm no match for you, so why would I show up and embarrass myself?" Cui Zhi said with a self-deprecating expression.

Said in a good tone.

"Haha, the important thing is to participate. Besides, this is a drawing of lots to determine the opponent. How do you know you will win me." Hu Mingchen said with a chuckle.

"Even if you don't win the lottery in the front, if you are lucky enough to get to the back, you will eventually have to face you. In this case, it is better to hide your stupidity. After the last time in the woods, I admired you so much. I only hope that we can

Become friends, not opponents." Cui Zhi said sincerely.

"Haha, let's not talk about admiration. I am very happy for everyone who is willing to be friends with me."

"So, we are friends?" Cui Zhi looked at Hu Mingchen happily and excitedly.

"We are friends." After Hu Mingchen finished speaking with a smile on his face, he took the initiative to extend his hand.

Cui Zhi quickly held Hu Mingchen's hand, and the two settled their differences.

No matter how Cui Zhi had been in the past, Hu Mingchen could not refuse his proactive overtures and extended olive branch.

Moreover, last time at Jin Fukuan's house, Cui Zhi's father mentioned Cui Zhi and asked Hu Mingchen to take care of him if he had a chance.

Therefore, Hu Mingchen would not reject Cui Zhi thousands of miles away, whether in terms of his conduct as a person or the face he gave to Vice Mayor Cui, unless this guy remained stubborn and was still hostile to Hu Mingchen.

Cui Zhi sat with Hu Mingchen for a while and then left happily.

"Hu Mingchen, what did Cui Zhi talk about with you? I think the two of you chatted quite happily. You don't seem to be at odds." As soon as Cui Zhi left, Wang Huixue came up and asked.

"We didn't talk about anything, just a simple greeting and exchange. There is no fundamental conflict between me and him. Even if there is some unpleasantness, it is because of you. It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. He is willing to be friendly to me.

, I have no reason to refuse."

When Hu Mingchen mentioned that the unhappiness was because of her, Wang Huixue blushed a little shyly.

"Hey, don't get it wrong, I don't mean anything else." Seeing Wang Huixue blushing and lowering her head, Hu Mingchen quickly added for fear of misunderstanding.

"Who wants to be crooked? Huh, don't you think it's inappropriate to talk about a beautiful woman like that?" Wang Huixue suddenly raised her head and protested, "Also, let me tell you, you'd better be on guard against him, Cui Zhina

This guy is not a good person."

"Haha, you know him very well. How do you know that he is not a good person? I can understand that this gentle lady is a good gentleman, but you can't judge a person as not being a good person just because of this. Could it be that between you...

.hehe......"

"There is nothing between me and him. I don't even bother to say a word to him, so you don't have to smile so bad, and don't have any doubts. I said he is not a good person, I just heard what others say."

Wang Huixue reacted very fiercely and explained quickly, which reflected her care for Hu Mingchen.

"It's not enough to rely on what you hear or believe. Okay, okay, I don't want to have anything to do with him. It's okay. Even if he is not a good person, he won't be able to make any big waves in my hands."

Hu Mingchen did not take Wang Huixue's advice to heart.

Fundamentally, Hu Mingchen is not a flamboyant person who likes to make enemies. Every time he fights with others, he almost always adopts defensive and counterattack measures in a passive manner.

Hu Mingchen had never thought about whether he would become good friends with Cui Zhi, but Hu Mingchen could still accept it if he could get along with each other as alumni and ordinary friends.

Hu Mingchen will play two games today, which is equivalent to the semi-finals. After two games, through elimination, there will be only four people left. And these four people will decide the final champion and runner-up tomorrow.

In the second round, Hu Mingchen faced a fighting nation from the north named Pasbayev.

Pasbayev has only been here for a year and is not yet fluent in Chinese. At the same time, he has just completed one year of basic Chinese training and has just entered the professional course stage.

This guy has a very strong body. At 1.93 meters tall, he is a full head taller than Hu Mingchen.

The fighting ability of the fighting nation is really impressive. With his strong muscles and short beard, you know that this guy is not easy to mess with.

Facing such a big guy, many people were worried about Hu Mingchen, but Hu Mingchen was not frightened. He had experienced a hail of bullets in the United States, and he was surrounded by special warfare masters.

However, Pasbayev despised Hu Mingchen in turn. He felt that Hu Mingchen, a small man, might not be able to withstand two punches from him, so he felt that the outcome of this game was already decided.

"I signed up to participate in the competition to make friends. If you can admit defeat, I will show mercy." After the two took the field, Pasbayev said in blunt Chinese.

"I am also willing to make friends, and the same goes for you. If you can admit defeat, I will still treat you with respect." Hu Mingchen said with a smile.

"I appreciate your courage, but you...I feel like you are really no match for me. I am doing it for your own good," Pasbayev said.

"Thank you for your kindness. I think we should talk after the competition. Otherwise, it will be against the spirit of sports. What do you think?"

It is absolutely impossible for Hu Mingchen to admit defeat. Let alone not knowing whether he can beat him or not, even if he knows he can't beat him, he still has to stand up and rush forward. Don't give in.

If a person, a group, or a nation loses its momentum, it will truly collapse.

Pasbayev didn't say anything. He wanted to win, but at the same time he also appreciated Hu Mingchen's choice.

Soon after the referee gave the signal, the game started.

Pasbayev used his big body to move towards Hu Mingchen like a bulldozer, throwing away his hands.

Hu Mingchen, on the other hand, retreated while punching, hitting Pasbayev on the stomach and chest with two lightning-fast punches.

However, Hu Mingchen's two punches did not cause any harm to Pasbayev. As if Hu Mingchen was just tickling him, he continued to press Hu Mingchen with his fists.

Has Hu Mingchen lost his strength? Or has Pasbayev really become an iron shirt and possesses extraordinary ability to withstand blows?

In fact, it was neither. Hu Mingchen's two punches were tentative attacks and only used 50% of his strength.

Hu Mingchen thought that Pasbayev was quite funny and did not intend to hurt him from the beginning, so he tested his endurance.

As for Pasbayev, who is full of tendons and meat, he is a fighting nation, and his endurance is quite strong. Hu Mingchen hit two punches, and 50% of the force had no effect on him.