The JFL game doesn't get much attention in Japan. Except for regional reports where the team is located, there is basically no relevant coverage in national professional sports news. But today's game is different.

Takeshi Okada was originally a point of concern for major news media. The news that Takeshi Okada refused to attend the press conference after the game and called the Japan Football Association to protest was soon known by major news media.

This stadium incident is definitely very sensitive and the possibility of it being reported is very low.

Lin Hong's experience on the court is definitely not an exception in the past two years. It is only because of Lin Hong's status as a player and the fact that so many fans gathered in the closed environment of the stadium at one time that it is so obvious.

The game ended at four o'clock in the afternoon. Imabari FC had something to eat in Suzuka and then boarded the train back, but the team's biggest eater, Lin Hong, didn't eat anything.

Everyone knew why Lin Hong had no appetite. Everyone was trying to comfort him, but the effect was not very good. He just held his phone and kept an eye on it, and didn't care about anything else.

Lin Hong has been refreshing several important portals in Japan, but unfortunately he did not get even a single relevant report until the train was about to arrive at the station.

The news was suppressed! When Lin Hong realized this, he finally gave up hope. Rubbing his eyes, Lin Hong put away his phone.

This matter cannot be left alone, there must be an explanation. It is not enough to just give them a defeat in the game. But now he is just a small person, and what he can do is too limited, but even so,

He also hopes that this matter can be known to as many people as possible.

Even if I were an ant, I would bite you! This is Lin Hong's truest thought.

"Hi, I'm sorry for how hurt you were today and I hope you can cheer up soon!"

A white man with a bruised face reached out his hand in a friendly manner, but he spoke in English, and Lin Hong didn't understand. Matsumoto Asato hurried over to translate for Lin Hong, and introduced the two of them. Only then did Lin Hong know

Takeshi Okada also wanted to buy a player, and this time he was an active Serie A player, and the man in front of him was the player's agent.

"bite!"

"Congratulations on triggering a new mission.

Task name: English learning, Italian learning

Mission progress: English 2.5%, Italian 0%”

Lin Hong has long wanted to learn English, but he took the initiative to speak English to Matsumoto Ato several times but failed to trigger the learning task. Unexpectedly, the Italian uncle triggered two language tasks by himself as soon as he came. It seems that the conditions for triggering the task are not only

To have personal contact, the other party's level needs to meet certain requirements.

Although what happened today made Lin Hong angry, the Italian uncle gave him big gifts as soon as he came. Lin Hong couldn't be cold-faced, so the two communicated under the interpreter of Matsumoto Ahito, and Lin Hong occasionally used

Answer the questions with simple sentences like "yes" and "no".

The most fundamental reason why Todd contacted Lin Hong was that he hoped that the team's new star could help Mashki. As for comforting Lin Hong, he didn't think it was necessary. This kid did very well on the court. He didn't believe that Lin Hong would do it off the court.

Just can't do it well.

After a brief exchange, both of them found that the other person had a special appetite. Unfortunately, the train was about to arrive at the station, so the club arranged for them to rest at a hotel in the center of Imabari.

The team is off tomorrow, so everyone who has a residence in Imabari has gone home. Lin Hong, Zhang Beishan and Qin Yugang returned to the club together. The other three Xiaolu who received the news are already waiting in the dormitory.

Ever since Lin Hong suddenly rose to prominence, he has become the leader of this small Chinese team of six, and no one else has any objections. After all, whoever is famous and powerful in the sports circle is the authority.

The six people held a brief meeting. Although everyone felt that we couldn't just let it go, there was no good way to do it specifically. After all, they were just young people who had just grown up, and they had too many resources.

Too little.

"Let's expose this matter on social media first. We don't need to deliberately exaggerate, just make an objective statement. We don't have too many expectations from the Japanese media. We hope that the Chinese media will pay attention to this matter."

Back in the dormitory, Lin Hong edited a message, selected a picture, edited it, and then pushed it out on WeChat, Weibo, Line, and Twitter.

…

Huang Tianming was not busy with business tonight. He was originally watching TV with his parents, but for some reason the old couple mentioned that so-and-so's daughter-in-law next door was pregnant with their second child. Don't be too obvious about urging marriage.

Starting a family? Haha, he has to change secretaries every quarter. If he starts a family at this time, he will lose the entire Greater Khingan Mountains.

Forget it, there was no way to watch the TV. He pretended to pick up his cell phone and look at it, and then he was going to find some reason to go out and make a phone call and escape. At this time, there happened to be a message on his cell phone. Huang Tianming dozed off and touched the pillow, so he clicked on it.

It was a text message sent by Lin Hong.

"Brother Huang, if it's convenient, please repost the first post in your circle of friends and Weibo. Thank you! It's okay if it's inconvenient for business reasons."

Hey, this guy is being polite to me. What's the inconvenience of forwarding it to a circle of friends? Let alone a circle of friends, my brother is willing to help even if I fight Xixi to help you with a knife.

Lin Hong's circle of friends only has one sentence, "Football is so beautiful, but you are so disgusting!"

The accompanying picture is also very simple, with only one picture. It is a stand full of fans. Everyone is wearing a uniform red and black jersey. Some people are bare-chested, showing green-faced and fanged devil tattoos. The two guys in the front are holding a white banner.

, there was a line of Japanese written on it. Although Huang Tianming did not understand Japanese, he still saw the two Chinese characters, "zhi-na". Lin Hong made a note under the banner, "Zhi-na people get out of Japan."

The veins on Huang Tianming's forehead were exposed. In anger, an orange he was holding in his other hand was crushed and exploded. The orange juice splashed everywhere, which immediately aroused Huang Qing's dissatisfaction.

"How old are you and you are still so frizzy?"

Huang Tianming did not answer his father, but handed the phone over, "Dad, do you still remember the little brother I told you about, the one who played football in Japan? Look at this."

After taking the phone and looking at it, the old man was so angry that he almost dropped the phone. He didn't even remember that he had just scolded his son for being impatient.

"Hurry up and call us to find out the situation. It's not easy for a young man outside. We must help with this kind of thing."

Huang Tianming quickly dialed Lin Hong's phone number, and Lin Hong explained in detail what happened in the stadium today and the reaction of the Japanese media.

After hanging up the phone, the Huang family and his son were even angrier than before. Even Huang's mother, who had never been involved in these matters, was filled with indignation and said she would forward the message to WeChat to condemn those people.

Huang Tianming retweeted Lin Hong's Weibo last time. Unfortunately, not many people in his circle know football. Those foreign partners are used to watching top European leagues and have no interest in amateur leagues, so the shock caused is very small.

Last time I failed to make my little brother famous, this time I must help him spread the word, so Huang Tianming not only forwarded it to Moments and Weibo, but also harassed everyone in his circle with phone calls and told them this

the nature of the matter.

Compared with Huang Tianming, Huang Qing, who has been engaged in small commodity wholesale all his life, knows more people than his son, and many of them are people from chambers of commerce in various places. Many of them have been engaged in small commodity wholesale, and later some transitioned to industry, and some are engaged in real estate.

There are also some who have entered the financial industry. Although many of them are semi-retired, their circles are quite wide.

At about ten o'clock that night, Lin Hong's WeChat and Weibo reposts were still concentrated in the business circles of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, but with a Weibo repost, they were completely pushed to the eyes of people across the country.

Zou Xun, once a four-star actress and now Da Qingyi, is one of the top actresses in the Chinese entertainment industry. Although she has won numerous awards, she does not appear in front of the camera very often.

Her fame is completely out of proportion. And she is also one of the few top celebrities in China who does not use Weibo. The reason is said to be that she feels that she is not a person of the new era, so she does not use Weibo. Although the reason is a bit perfunctory, she has that

capital.

Zou Xun is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, but because of work, she usually lives in a courtyard house in Beijing. As soon as she got home tonight, she received a call from her father, asking her to forward a Weibo post.

Zou Xun's father is also a moderately successful businessman in the local area. Businessmen in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are famous for their unity. Within two hours of Huang Qing's post on Weibo, it spread throughout the business circles of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces. Zou, who has always been patriotic,

My father also reposted it on WeChat Moments, but he didn’t do Weibo, but when he thought that his daughter was a big star, she must be very influential, so without even thinking about it, he called his daughter and asked her to repost it.

Zou Xun thought it was another "Top Ten Prescriptions for Preventing Cardiovascular and Cerebrovascular Diseases" or something like that. When he clicked on it, it turned out to be about football. When he looked at the picture again, Zou Xun's expression immediately changed.

She was not in front of the camera, so she did not need to deliberately hide anything or show anything. Anger was her instinctive reaction. But she soon calmed down. As a public figure, she cannot make random comments before she knows the truth of the matter.

After all, a friend circle or a photo cannot explain anything, because the circle of friends can be written randomly and the photos can be faked.

However, Zou Xun had a lot of resources. He sent the photos to the studio and asked them to check the source and authenticity of the photos. Her studio had been established for many years, and there were many talented people in it. Soon, it was found in the business circles of Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

At the same time, it was confirmed that the photo was authentic. Except for the Chinese annotation, there were no traces of Photoshop fraud in the rest of the place.

In addition, the studio also found that someone in Japan has forwarded similar blog posts online. Although the traffic is not large, there is no doubt that this matter is true.

"Sign up a Weibo account for me. I want to see how many people will forward it." Zou Xun is a patriotic artist. She has expressed her love for the motherland more than once on different occasions. She also played the role of an underground party veteran during the Anti-Japanese War.

Such a classic character as a ghost, so I quickly decided to help forward it. "When I forward it, add one last sentence for me..."

The studio quickly took action after receiving the task from the boss. Weibo had previously sent out registration invitations to Zou Xun's studio many times. Although Zou Xun had not opened it, the studio had retained its contact information and other information.

When Zou Xun Studio contacted the backend of the Weibo company, a top-level account certified as "Artist Zou Xun Studio" was processed within ten minutes.

The technical department of Weibo Company urgently recalled several technicians to prepare for overtime work. They are not fools. Zou Xun Studio applied for an account at 1 o'clock in the morning. This must be something big happening. It may become a big event on the Internet. What can they do with the huge traffic?

It may not be a top priority.

1:18 AM The account application was successful. 1:19 The Weibo company recommended Zou Xun’s Weibo to nearly 100 million Weibo users. 1:24 In just five minutes, follow the Weibo account of “Artist Zou Xun Studio”

She has 670,000 blog fans and over 5,000 private messages. If it were any time during the day, this number would have doubled. She once again proved that although she is no longer in the world, she still has the legend of her in the world.

At 1:26, "Artist Zou Xun Studio" posted its first Weibo post. The picture was not refined, it was simply the one edited by Lin Hong, and the text was other than "Football is so beautiful, but you are so disgusting."
Chapter completed!