Zhang Xingyun said with a light smile, "if the old man thinks so, I just want to shrink back, but it seems that this matter has nothing to do with me."


    This makes everyone here very unhappy. Most people should be very happy when they receive such a task. But what''s Zhang Xingyun''s attitude? Is it that these senior people really ask him?


    Zhang Xingyun also felt the embarrassment of the atmosphere. He stood up, rubbed his aching shoulder, and said, "it''s even exhausting to go on the road. Just after this round of competition, his body is still a little too much. If you don''t have anything else, I''ll leave first."


    Mr. Wen didn''t send anyone to stop him, but his tone also became cold, "you think well, if you leave here, you will never come back to the northeast."


    Zhang Xingyun, who had already turned around, still stopped to hear this. He had long known that it would not be good for him to carry the old man and Wen to death. He explained: "it is good to win honor for our country, but this matter should also be voluntary. Think about it, what you want me to participate in is the international competition, which is the top of every country Talent, if my kung fu is in the market, I can barely make a living, but if I really go to such a big stage, I''m afraid I can''t! What''s more, there are so many talented people in China. How can I think this matter will not fall on me? "


    "Since I can arrange you, there is a reason to arrange you. You don''t have to consider all the other factors in it. I just want a word from you now, whether you take the task or not!"


    Zhang Xingyun was helpless. He said with a bitter smile, "the old man is kind to me, but I can''t help you with this matter. In this way, if you look for other talents, I''d better make my own things clear. Otherwise, if there''s really something I can''t catch up with in the future."


    The purpose of Zhang Xingyun''s return to China is very clear, that is, to compete for his own status. If he fails, he may not have a chance in the future.


    People are more or less selfish. Zhang Xingyun thinks over and over again, and still thinks that she should finish her own work and then take care of other things.


    "Well, since you have chosen, I will not force you, I will give you only enough freedom, but I still said that just now, if you leave here, you will give up the whole Chinese market," said Mr. Wen with a serious look. "Tonight, people with hiccups will go away as far as possible. If there is any difficult problem later, I will not interfere with it."


    Leaving China means that everything in the future has been cut off from here, and there is no chance for the qualifying competition that I want to participate in. The qualifying competition does not talk about human feelings. If a person fails to arrive, it means giving up and is equivalent to being eliminated in vain.


    If Zhang Xingyun is not on the list, he is bound to be attacked by everyone. Even though he is relatively strong, he may not be able to win even if he provokes so many people at the same time.


    Zhang Xingyun''s eyes became sharp. The master clearly said that he would give her enough freedom to make his own choice. In fact, he was forcing him to make a choice. "Master, do you say good freedom?"


    "The road is under your feet. You have a mind, you can analyze, and you can make a choice. I''m afraid I don''t have to force you to do this thing."


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