That afternoon, the video of Li Mo's interview leaked online, and it spread very quickly. Countless netizens suddenly discovered that they had not seen news about Li Mo for a long, long time, and the young people who had grown up with his news started to scream.
In particular, his provocation against the Island Kendo Federation was completely contemptuous, thinking that they were just a bunch of clowns. But this was just a prelude, and there was a big twist at the end of the video.
His precious daughter reveals his true colors, and it turns out that the god-like treasure appraiser also has a funny side.
The video was not reported through official channels, but was circulated through a small media company.
Li Mo silently watched the viral video and millions of comments under the video. After two years of silence, he finally reappeared in front of the world in this way.
"Xiao Mo, did you say that on purpose?" Qin Sirui looked at it for a long time and then asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say it was interviewed by CCTV media? Why did it leak out from an unknown media company?"
Li Mo frowned and said, "I'm surprised too. Let me ask what's going on?"
He was about to make a call when he saw the screen light up. It was his grandfather calling, and he quickly answered the call.
"Grandpa."
"You know what happened online, right?"
"I took a nap at noon, and when I woke up, I realized that I had exploded again."
"Well, please be more careful about this. I'll hang up first."
Li Mo hung up the phone and sat on the sofa, touching his chin and thinking about it. Ten minutes later, Li Mo dialed Chen Xiaojun's phone number.
"Uncle Junior, what are your orders?"
"You try to add a little more fire to the news on the Internet, so that the island country mistakenly thinks that I am a person who speaks arrogant words."
"Uncle Master, what is your purpose for doing this? I have an idea of what result you want to achieve, so I know how to operate it."
"Let the Kendo Federation of the island country force me to come forward and apologize for some of the things I said. I will show up when the time comes, but it will definitely not be an apology, but a fight to the end, making them mistakenly think that I am actually weak. I finally The purpose is to get them to come up with enough capital, enough capital to make me excited, so that I can take on their challenge."
Chen Xiaojun was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time.
"Are you listening?"
"Uncle Junior, are you going to take action yourself when the time comes?"
"As long as they fall into the trap and come up with enough capital, it doesn't matter if I take action." Li Mo smiled at this moment and said, "Do you understand what I mean?"
"Uncle Junior, do you want to use this incident to get back a large number of lost national treasures from them?"
Chen Xiaojun did understand his thoughts very well. From what he heard, he realized that what Li Mo valued most in his life were various national treasures.
"In the past few years, I only got back a little bit of the lost national treasures from them. This time I want to trick them again. By the way, you can contact Jim in the United States and Zhu Yeli in Europe in private. Look See if they intend to join forces to start a game?"
"Uncle Junior, how sure are you?"
"Tell me, when have I ever made a decision that I wasn't sure about?"
"Okay, I understand. I'll make arrangements immediately."
Seeing him finish the phone call, Qin Sirui walked to him and gently held his waist and said: "If you are not absolutely sure, don't take action. I have seen the video of their sparring. It is very dangerous. After all, swords have no eyes. If anything happens, They had evil thoughts during the fight, and I'm afraid you won't be able to resist them."
Li Mo patted her on the back and said with a smile: "I know this well, don't worry, I promise it will be fine."
Videos of comments about Li Mo are becoming more and more polarized. Netizens all over the world are driven by an invisible rhythm. Some people are supporting Li Mo, but more people are watching, telling jokes, and passing on jokes.
Then some people started clamoring on the Internet for Li Mo to come forward and compete with the island nation's kendo masters to see if his ability was really as good as he said.
The scene began to turn one sided, and more and more netizens followed suit and clamored for Li Mo to take action. Perhaps Li Mo's previous reputation was too great, perhaps he had offended too many people, or perhaps there were countless people who were jealous of him, anyway, both at home and abroad. The sound formed a torrent that was about to swallow Li Mo clean.
"Boss, let me have a hand cake and a bottle of soy milk."
It was another early morning, and Li Mo appeared in front of the breakfast shop wearing a down jacket.
"Professor Li, go quickly. A lot of media are waiting for you to show up. Go quickly." The boss urged anxiously, "They found me here early in the morning and were hiding in the dark."
As he couldn't hide in time, Li Mo saw a group of people rushing out from several shops next door, surrounding him with long guns and short cannons. What surprised him was that none of the people interviewed were from Chinese media. At first glance, they were all foreign media personnel.
"Professor Li, when will you apologize to those who insulted the Island Kendo Federation with words?"
"Professor Li, you said that if you fight, you can defeat everyone in the Island Kendo Alliance by yourself. Are you telling the truth or bragging?"
"Professor Li, you are a professor at a top prestigious university in China, why are you so rude in your words? Moreover, you are also a famous treasure appraiser, entrepreneur, and philanthropist in China. Where are your noble qualities?"
Long guns and short cannons were pointed at Li Mo. Li Mo covered his face with his hands and tried to squeeze out.
"Professor Li, don't leave, please answer us."
More than a dozen people surrounded Li Mo and refused to let him leave.
"Get out of your way." Li Mo suddenly yelled at the camera.
The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.
"Professor Li, please answer our questions."
A woman in her thirties stared into his eyes and said.
"Are you from the island country?" A sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of Li Mo's mouth, "Did I say something wrong? With so little ability, they dare to claim to be the heirs of any kendo school. It doesn't matter if they are embarrassed in your island country, but they dare to come here openly and honestly. It’s extremely stupid for us Chinese to come here to embarrass themselves. So what if I just look down on them? So what if I despise them as a bunch of trash?”
These words were extremely domineering and arrogant.
"Then do you dare to accept the challenge?"
"Hahaha, it's really ridiculous. If you ask me to accept the challenge, do I have to agree? What if the first one loses and the second one shamelessly raises the challenge, will I still accept the challenge? Do you lose one after another? , you islanders send someone to challenge me every day, do I have to accept the challenge?" Li Mo looked at her with disdain and snorted, "Don't you go and see what the bullshit identities of the people in the bullshit kendo alliance are. , are you worthy of challenging me? Isn’t it shameful enough for guys who only know how to play with scraps of metal to go back to where they came from? Get out of the way."
After saying that, Li Mo reached out to push away the female reporter from the island country, but was grabbed by the wrist by a tall and strong black man next to him.
"What do you mean?"
Li Mo stared at him.
"Professor Li, don't be so rude to women, can't you talk nicely? I think if you are really capable, come up with a charter. What do you think the sword masters of the island country should do, so that you think they are qualified?"
"They are just a bunch of poor people. What conditions can they offer that are worthy of me taking action?"
Li Mo shook his hand, broke away from the black man's control, and then pushed the island woman in front of him to the ground again: "I can give them a chance and let them use various antique cultural relics in the island museum to make lottery tickets. If they lose all All antiques belong to me.”
"Professor Li, what if you lose?"
Another reporter from an unknown country asked.
"Don't worry, I won't lose, because we have no chance to compete." Li Mo saw that the daughter of the island country had climbed to her feet. Before she could stand firm, he stretched out his hand and pushed her down to the ground. , and then walked away amidst the dumbfounded gazes from all around.
"What kind of quality is this? Is this a famous professor from a prestigious school in China?"
"Bullying a woman is simply despicable and shameless behavior."
"Rude, disrespectful guy."
A group of foreign media people accused Li Mo, but it was a pity that he couldn't hear it.
"Professor Li is still fierce. Professor Li, I support you, you are a bunch of ungrateful bastards."
The owner of the breakfast shop shouted loudly, waving the shovel in his hand to spread the cake.
"Gungun, don't stand here and affect our business. Professor Li is right, what is his identity, and what are the identities of those people from the bullshit Kendo Alliance? A group of poor ghosts are worthy of competing with our Professor Li. It’s so shameless to be so close to your own face.”
The owners of more than a dozen shops along the street and the shopping customers gathered around and shouted at the group of foreign media.
They must support Professor Li, and support him wholeheartedly, after all, he is their landlord.
Li Mo waited for them all to leave and then slowly came back to eat the fried hand cakes. He added some more chili sauce himself and smiled while eating: "Boss, I heard clearly what you just said to support me. To thank you for your support, we will give everyone one month’s rent free.”
"Thank you Professor Li, long live Professor Li. This breakfast costs eight and a half yuan."
Li Mo was drinking a glass of soy milk and almost choked and spit it out.
Before noon, the video of Li Mo being interviewed by a group of foreign media went viral again on the Internet, especially when he pushed down a female reporter from an island nation in front of everyone. This was intentional. Such ungentlemanly behavior immediately aroused the disgust of countless people, and was scolded both at home and abroad.
Domestic netizens also fell silent at this time. Professor Li's little actions were indeed a bit rude. They wanted to help but couldn't find a reason to convince themselves.
Li Mo's behavior completely aroused the anger of the people of the island country. That afternoon, the official spokesperson of the island country made a formal statement. The main content was to strongly condemn Li Mo's rude behavior in order to give the bullied female reporter some peace. Seeking justice and dignity, they decided to use the museum's collection as capital for the challenge, allowing Li Mo to respond to the challenge immediately.
This day was so lively that people all over the world forgot their worries.
It wasn't until the evening that Li Mo posted a video online. He said disdainfully to the camera: "Every time you challenge, take out 80,000 antiques. If you can't take them out, don't scream about it."
At the dinner table, Qin Sirui watched the third viral video speechlessly. Li Zhongsheng, Yanagawa Qing and Qin Jiaye clinked their small wine glasses and drank the wine happily.
"Xiao Mo, are you really confident?"
Qin Jiaye could no longer use words to describe his son-in-law who had repeatedly performed miracles. He went too far this time, almost destroying the glorious image he had built up over the past ten years, and successfully making everyone hate him.
"Dad, I know what's going on. Either the island nation won't fall into the trap this time, or if it does, I'll make sure they don't even have a place to cry."
Li Mo was chewing on a big bone with soy sauce flavor. He was drinking fruit wine, while Yang Yang beside him was eating quietly.
"Yangyang, why don't you speak? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"No, I'm just worried about Master."
"You have to have confidence in the master. The Miao sword in my hand is not made of scrap metal."
"But you have only been practicing Miao Dao Shu for more than two years. They have been practicing for decades. Can this be compared?"
Li Mo put down the big bone in his hand, wiped his hands with wet paper and smiled and said: "Yangyang, you have to remember that martial arts in reality is not as magical as in TV movies. There is only one sentence about martial arts on TV that I fully approve of. , that is 'one force can defeat ten will'. In the face of absolute power, any sword move is a joke, because the opponent may have lost without even having a chance to make a second move, and the loss may be miserable."
"So master, I either don't take action. Once I do, I won't give them any chance. I will make them despair."
Yangyang looked at the master blankly, and then poured him a glass of fruit wine: "Master, you are the undefeated God of War in my heart."
"That's pretty much it. You just need to have this kind of firm belief."
Li Mo didn't bother to care about the commotion on the Internet anymore. The conditions for him to accept the challenge had been laid out. Of course, people outside thought he was trying to hold on to it and he was so stubborn. Only those who are familiar with Li Mo know that he is definitely planning another plan, setting up a shocking situation that is enough to make the entire island country trapped and unable to climb out.
(End of chapter)
