Chapter 589 There are also angry youths in the country of the stick
Returning to the military compound, He Zhenzhong saw a thin figure standing at the door of the house from a distance, walking back and forth, looking a little anxious, as if he did not feel the coldness of this winter night. Awesome
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He Zhenzhong ran over, "Grandma, what's wrong?"
Grandma turned around, looked at He Zhenzhong, her face became even more anxious, and walked over quickly, "Just come back, just come back, hurry up, let grandma see your hands."
The anxious and distressed voice fell into He Zhenzhong's ears, and he was immediately stunned. It was already winter, and the weather was cold. It was so late at night, and grandma was standing here in the cold wind. After experiencing the chaos, she was most concerned about
But it's still him.
"Those Koreans are so shameless. They use such insidious tricks in the competition." Grandma muttered, holding He Zhenzhong's hand and taking out the ointment from her pocket, "You are such a big man, you are injured.
Just go to the hospital for treatment. Fortunately, grandma prepared some ointment."
Speaking softly, grandma buried her head and carefully wiped the wound left by the fine needle on He Zhenzhong with a cotton swab.
The cold moonlight fell, but it seemed a bit soft. He Zhenzhong stood there, looking at his grandma's old, wrinkled face, and felt a deep sense of guilt in his heart.
He has been in the army all year round, and he finally came back for a vacation. He is also very busy. Hey, in this life, the people he feels most sorry for are his grandma and the old man. It is already midnight, and grandma still can't sleep, so she is standing here waiting for him.
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"Does it still hurt?"
Not hearing He Zhenzhong's reply, grandma raised her head in confusion and looked at He Zhenzhong, "Silly boy, what are you thinking about?"
He Zhenzhong came back to his senses, looked at grandma, and said softly: "Grandma, it's windy here, let's go in."
"It's okay, he'll be fine soon." Grandma lowered her head, put on her reading glasses, and used the moonlight to treat He Zhenzhong's wounds. "Don't worry, grandma is in good health."
"Um."
A few minutes later.
"Okay, take a shower and wash your hands carefully, don't let the wound hurt." Grandma then raised her head, "Be careful in the future, grandma feels sorry for you when you get hurt."
A simple word, but it was like a hammer suddenly hitting the softest part of He Zhen's heart. Looking at his grandma, he nodded, stretched out his hand, put his arm around his mother's shoulders, hugged her gently, and walked toward the house.
Go.
Went in.
Sure enough, the old man was still sitting on the sofa.
"I just told you that nothing will happen to this kid. You must not listen." The old man muttered, but his eyes unconsciously fell towards He Zhenzhong's left hand.
"If you're not worried, then why don't you go to sleep."
"I, I'm so excited that I can't sleep." The old man said, holding on to the chair and standing up, "Boy, you did well today. Let's go to bed early. Let's have a few drinks tomorrow."
"Why are you drinking again?" Grandma walked over and helped the old man.
"I beat a Korean, I'm happy, I want to celebrate, what do you, an old woman, know?"
The two old men supported each other and returned to the room.
He Zhenzhong smiled, tidied up the living room, and then went upstairs.
After washing, he made a cup of tea, sat in front of the computer on his desk, and turned on the computer.
"system."
"Here you are, host."
"Exchange Korean."
"yes."
Soon, a piece of information appeared in He Zhenzhong's mind.
Snap, snap, snap.
I kept tapping with my fingers, and soon, large sections of Korean subtitles appeared on the computer screen.
He Zhenzhong reached out, picked up the teacup, and took a sip with a sarcastic smile on his face. Sure enough, these sticks have gone crazy on the Internet.
"Five grand masters can't defeat one Chinese, do you believe it?"
This is a most prominent post.
He Zhenzhong clicked with the mouse with his right hand and immediately saw a series of replies below.
"Believe it or not, there must be something fishy in this."
"Who knows what methods those Chinese people used."
"I agree, they have always been very insidious."
"That's not true. It can be seen from those Chinese TV dramas. All kinds of palace fights and political struggles will make you die without knowing how. So, there is no doubt that there must be fraud in it. "
puff.
He Zhenzhong almost spit out a mouthful of tea, but luckily he held it back. He put down the teacup, kept tapping his fingers, quickly registered an account, and replied, "It is recommended to study the Huaxia Palace Fighting Drama to avoid another tragedy."
He was wondering whether this Chinese TV series would become popular in South Korea in the future.
These guys are really awesome. They can all be related to TV series, but that’s understandable. After all, these guys can relate the Dragon Boat Festival, acupuncture, and even Oracle. There’s nothing they can’t do.
By clicking the cross in the upper right corner, He Zhenzhong opened another post.
"The master was insulted, and the Chinese bullied others too much."
There are also several pictures below. It is the last scene of the Korean stick kneeling on the ground and putting on his shoes. Obviously, the Korean sticks watching the game were taken with their mobile phones.
"These damn Chinese people are bullying people too much."
"Boycott, strongly demand a boycott of Chinese goods and drive out all Chinese people."
"Kill all these guys."
"The ungrateful Chinese people. When Japan was attacking them, we even sent people to help them, but now they are doing this to us."
"That is, strongly demanding that they be killed."
"I will be the first to sign up to fight against China."
He Zhenzhong glanced at it and saw that they were all replies like this. There were already tens of thousands of them. He also had to admire these sticks' ability to take quotes out of context. They did not mention anything about picking one out of three, using hidden weapons, or the fact that the Grandmaster was scared out of his wits and ran away.
Snap, snap, snap.
"When did a country that couldn't even win the civil war and relied on the power of your godfather become so bold? Have you forgotten that we once provoked more than a dozen of your countries on your territory?
To people like you, I just want to say four words, welcome to fight."
After replying, He Zhenzhong picked up the tea cup, took another sip, then got up and went to the toilet.
And as soon as he left, the Korean Internet was immediately in a frenzy. Those two posts had the highest number of clicks. His reply was like spilling water on a frying pan, and the pot immediately exploded.