On the grassland, beside a river, two horses were grazing leisurely.
"Brother Zheng, do you think this is not feasible?"
Xi Meng was stunned when he heard what Zheng Ge said.
She heard Zheng Ge's attitude and obviously didn't agree with her proposal.
This made her a little puzzled.
She felt that this matter could be handled.
Proper operation will not only benefit the company, but also rectify the reputation of Chinese martial arts.
After all, due to the rampant swindlers, the reputation of Chinese martial arts is getting worse and worse. In the country, regardless of men, women, old and young, all walks of life scorn Chinese martial arts.
No matter how you say it, Chinese martial arts is also the inherited culture of China.
It can't be ruined like this, right?
That would be a pity.
Zheng Ge pulled the reins, looked into the distance and said, "You have never been in this circle and don't know the martial arts. Those guys are careless in their actions and can easily cause trouble."
"That's it!" Xi Meng felt a little regretful, but gave up the idea in her heart.
She has always attached great importance to Zheng Ge's suggestions.
Since Zheng Ge said it couldn't be done, it probably really wasn't possible.
After thinking about it carefully, she figured it out.
Although she doesn't understand martial arts, she has heard the saying that "guoshu is the art of killing". The legendary masters of kung fu are full of lethality in every move, and they can easily kill or injure themselves.
She had only heard it before and didn't quite believe it.
But after hearing what Zheng Ge said, she began to believe it.
Originally, she wanted to take advantage of the popularity and hold an event.
But now it seems that it is better to forget it.
Otherwise, if something happens and someone is injured or disabled, it will be very troublesome.
Immediately, Xi Meng frowned and said: "Brother Zheng, you said that this incident suddenly caused such a big fuss, is there someone behind it?"
Zheng Ge was stunned. He had never thought about this before.
But think about it, this incident is indeed somewhat unusual.
In the past, any hot topic would only be popular for a day or two and then pass.
But this time, it has been popular for several days, and the popularity continues to rise, with no tendency to come down at all.
This has to make people suspicious.
"Let the micro company check it," Zheng Ge said.
Simon nodded.
Weibo has a lot of traffic, and many people like to hype topics on Weibo. If there are hot topics in society, Weibo is the first choice platform for speculation.
It is easy to find out the trolls behind this matter.
"Ah Zheng."
Zheng Ge shouted to the back.
The next moment, Ah Zheng ran over on horseback.
"boss."
Ah Zheng pulled the reins forward and shouted.
"Azheng, you should also send someone to find out who pushed the topic of national martial arts in society this time." Zheng Ge ordered Azheng.
Ah Zheng was stunned. Wasn't this topic caused by that master of Xingyi?
Why do you think the boss wants to hear that there is a black hand behind this?
"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to check right away."
Without asking any further questions, Ah Zheng nodded directly.
Ah Zheng is such a person. If he has any doubts, he doesn't talk much. He just follows the instructions and does it without having too many other thoughts.
Although he had doubts, he could unswervingly complete Zheng Ge's instructions.
Zheng Ge also liked this about him.
You are capable, able to do things, and do not cause trouble. No matter what tasks you are assigned, you can complete them successfully and rarely make mistakes. No one dislikes this kind of subordinates.
Watching TV, some bodyguards and the like have their own ideas and often make their own decisions when doing things for their bosses.
I remember the plot of a TV series I watched a few days ago. The boss ordered something to the bodyguard, but the bodyguard felt that it was wrong, so he did not follow it and directly changed the boss's plan.
Then he stabbed a big basket.
What's exaggerated is that the boss later felt that the bodyguard had ideas and was a talent that he should focus on cultivating?
I really don’t know what the screenwriter was thinking.
"Just check it casually, don't pay too much attention." Zheng Ge said.
He was just curious about this matter and had no intention of doing anything. He also had no intention of justifying the name of Chinese martial arts. After all, he was not yet a member of the Chinese martial arts world.
The Baguazhang he learned was just from trading.
Rather than learning from a teacher.
"clear."
Ah Zheng nodded.
Zheng Ge hummed and asked Ah Zheng to leave.
…
After riding a horse for a while, Zheng Ge and Xi Meng returned to the yurt.
In the evening, Zheng Ge and his group held a bonfire party.
Some people from Inner Mongolia also participated and danced a Mongolian dance.
"very nice."
Looking at the Mongolian girl dancing under the bonfire, Simon sat on the grass and chuckled.
"The grassland is really nice. I will come here more often when I have time." Singer Zheng said while holding a handful of barbecue.
Ximeng nodded in agreement. It was also her first time to come to the grassland. In the past, everything she knew about the grassland came from TV, the Internet and fantasy.
Now that I have come to the grassland, I realize how magnificent it is.
"Baole'er."
Bao Leer, a little girl from Inner Mongolia, came over and Zheng Ge pulled her beside him.
The little girl didn't recognize her as a stranger. She had become acquainted with him in a day. She walked over obediently and shouted, "Brother."
"What does Bao Leer want to do when she grows up?" Zheng Ge pulled the little girl in front of him.
"I want to get out of the grassland and go to college."
Bao Leer tilted her head and said.
"Oh? Then what? What do you want to do after going to college?" Zheng Ge was curious, wondering whether the children on the grassland had the same dreams as the children back home.
The children in my hometown all dream of being scientists, entrepreneurs, etc.
Bao Leer tilted her head and thought for a long time before saying, "I want to be a star."
Zheng Ge frowned slightly, then smiled and said, "Why does Bao Leer want to be a star?"
Bao Leer said: "My family used to have a neighbor. The neighbor's sister was admitted to a school attended by celebrities. Later she became a celebrity and made a lot of money. The whole family moved to the city."
Zheng Ge was silent, tourists like them all envied the life on the grassland.
But people who live here all year round probably don’t think so.
What's the saying? Traveling is to go from a place where you are tired of living to a place where others are tired of living. You envy the beautiful mountains and clear waters of other people's places, but others are tired of seeing everything there.
"Being a star is very tiring. You have to learn various talents, be able to sing, practice dancing, play the piano, etc. Can you persevere?" Zheng Ge laughed softly.
Bao Le'er looked a little embarrassed, "Is it so difficult? But that neighbor sister is very relaxed!"
Zheng Ge smiled, some celebrities have a hard time and have to practice various skills every day. But some are very easy, they just put on makeup and go out for a walk every day.
Anyway, there is capital to package and hype them.
It doesn’t matter if the work is rubbish, as long as it has traffic.
"Being a star is like learning to ride a horse. Once you learn it, you will look very cool. But the learning process is very difficult," Zheng Ge said.
Bao Leer blinked, "Is it difficult to ride a horse? I can learn it once I learn it!"
Zheng Ge: "..."
He is worthy of being a child on the grassland.
Even he, with his control over his body, can only trot on horseback and cannot truly gallop.
A little girl actually thinks riding a horse is easy.
"Brother, come and dance together!"
At this time, Zheng Jiao's voice came.
I saw this girl, like a crazy girl, standing by the bonfire, imitating the Mongolian girl to dance the Mongolian dance.
"This girl."
Zheng Ge shook his head and smiled, naturally he would not go crazy with her.
Zhou Zhou, Chen Yu and the others joined in.
Like Zheng Jiao, both of them are girls with relatively cheerful personalities, and they are more open-minded no matter where they go.
Unlike Xi Meng, his personality is a little reserved. He often seems tepid, but only when it comes to serious matters, he becomes vigorous and resolute.
As for my elder sister, she is a bit of a homebody and doesn't really like to join in the fun.
If her parents weren't in the grassland this time and it was approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, she probably wouldn't have come with them.
…
In the next few days, Zheng Ge and his party stayed in the grassland.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival on the 21st, a grand bonfire party was held on the grassland, where people ate mooncakes and looked at the moon to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.
This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is quite unforgettable for Zheng Ge and his family. Mobile version::
Before they knew it, Zheng Ge and the others had been on the grassland for nearly a week.
The time has come to September 26th.
On this day, Zheng Ge and his convoy were preparing to leave the grassland and head to Xiangshawan.
Xiangshawan is known as one of the must-see attractions when visiting Inner Mongolia.
It was probably an attraction developed in the 1980s in the last century. It is a large-scale comprehensive desert leisure scenic spot that integrates sightseeing and leisure vacation.
Xiangshawan is also the home of photographers from all over the world. The annual International Photography Week grandly opens here in mid-July.
Arriving at Xiangshawan, Zheng Ge and the others stayed at a five-star hotel.
They plan to stay in Xiangshawan for two days and then go to other attractions.
…
Time flies and comes to September 30th.
Seeing that September is coming to an end.
This morning, in a five-star hotel in Guisui City, Zheng Ge lay lazily on the sofa and said: "We will set off tomorrow and visit some nearby scenic spots on the way. What will happen when we return to the Magic City on October 5th?
Sample?"
"Okay!"
The elder sister and others nodded.
"You go and play, we won't bother you anymore. Your mother and I discussed it and we decided to stay in Guisui for a few days and then go to Taiyuan to see it." Dad said.
"That's okay." Zheng Ge nodded and said with a smile, "Dad, how about I order an RV for you?"
"Forget it, you don't need that thing. If you really need it, just rent one temporarily." Dad waved his hand.
"I don't think it's necessary either, and it's not safe." The elder sister also said.
"Okay then." Zheng Ge said nothing more.
After chatting for a while, Zheng Ge returned to his room, and Azheng followed him.
"Boss, regarding the public opinion in the martial arts world, we have found the person behind it." Azheng came over and said.
"Oh? Who is it?" Zheng Ge asked curiously.
Ah Zheng said: "Boss, you asked me to check this behind-the-scenes person. It is the PS Group."
Zheng Ge was stunned for a moment and quickly recalled it in his mind. He soon remembered who this PS group was.
I remember a few months ago, probably in June of this year. One night, I was shopping with Guan Rui, and when I passed by a square, I saw a boxing test event being held.
At that time, he was curious and asked Azheng to investigate at will.
Then I found out about this PS group, and then I didn’t pay much attention to it.
Unexpectedly, a few months later, this inexplicable group appeared again. And it also promoted such a thing.
Since the news about the KO of Master Xingyi broke out, the public opinion that Chinese martial arts is fake and useless has become more and more popular.
To this day, the popularity of the topic has not diminished, but has intensified.
This makes Zheng Ge confused. What is this company going to do?
"What did the investigation reveal?" Zheng Ge asked.
"Boss, last time we did a simple investigation and didn't find much. But this time we found that these groups actually own hundreds of martial arts schools."
Ah Zheng said.
"Hundreds of martial arts schools?" Zheng Ge wondered.
"Yes, I teach Sanda. Do you still remember the last boxing strength test? Most of those who passed the boxing strength test at that time were accepted as students by their martial arts schools." Ah Zheng continued.
Zheng Ge pondered thoughtfully.
This company is not simple! It seems to be setting up a plan.
"Is what they teach in the martial arts school really Sanda?" Zheng Ge asked suspiciously.
"This..." Azheng was also unsure: "This is the result of the investigation by the people below."
"Well! Ask them to compile a detailed information about the martial arts gyms under the PS Group, as well as videos of their practice, etc., and send a copy over." Zheng Ge ordered.
He became more and more curious about this company.
He vaguely guessed the purpose of this company.
But if nothing else, once public opinion reaches a certain limit, the company will make new moves.
"Okay." Ah Zheng responded, "I will send someone to do it right away."
Zheng Ge nodded.
Ah Zheng saw this and left the room.
Watching Ah Zheng leave, Zheng Ge yawned, relaxed and threw himself on the bed.
After lying down for a while, Zheng Ge took out his mobile phone and saw that the topic of Chinese martial arts on Weibo remained very popular and dominated the hot search list for a long time.
The same is true in music and dance.
There are other online platforms as well.
In the past few days, in addition to the original "master" of Xingyi, there are also some well-known "masters" who have been cracked down on fakes.
For a time, doubts about Chinese martial arts became more and more rampant.
In particular, some Taekwondo gyms, Karate gyms, etc., are using public opinion to suppress Chinese Kung Fu while frantically recruiting students.
Zheng Ge was speechless. How long can those real martial arts masters endure?
If this situation continues, the country's national martial arts may not even have the soil to survive. In another hundred years, how many people will still remember the national martial arts?
You know, Chinese Kung Fu was very prosperous a hundred years ago and famous at home and abroad.
During the Anti-Japanese War, martial arts masters also contributed a lot.
But now, in less than a hundred years, the glory of Chinese martial arts has ceased to exist.
In a few decades, as technology becomes more and more advanced, who will still remember Chinese Kung Fu?
By then, Chinese Kung Fu may really be reduced to pure performance Kung Fu.
That would be so sad.
After browsing Yinwu for a while, Zheng Ge put down his phone and wondered whether he should intervene in this matter.
After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Ge decided to wait until he returned to Magic City.
…
After lying down for a while, Zheng Ge left the room at noon and walked downstairs.
Zhou Zhou, Zheng Jiao, Xi Meng, Qin Susu and others were sitting in the living room chatting.