In Huayu, the career reward is spy

Chapter 234 Even clowns aren't as funny as you guys.

The sky over Tokyo was gloomy, as if shrouded in a gray curtain.

Just now, everyone is talking about the same thing.

Maxim's provocation of Ji Yu was an insult to Asian racing and even constituted racial and regional discrimination!
Like sharks smelling blood, major media outlets have joined this battle of public opinion.

Tokyo Sports newspaper launched the attack with a striking headline: "Ji Yu avoids the fight, where does the dignity of Asian motorsport go?"

The article sharply questioned Ji Yu's silence and deliberately stirred up public opinion by bringing up the dignity of Asian racing.

The BBC sports column also seized the opportunity.

He criticized without reservation, saying, "The Asian racing myth can only be imagined in works of art; it simply doesn't exist in reality."

These media reports, like sharp blades, pierced the hearts of Asian car enthusiasts.

It is an insult to the culture, economy, and people of a region.

Then more media outlets started to join in.

They suppress national self-confidence while pretending to be heartbroken.

This person is not only a scoundrel but also a traitor to the human race.

Just as public opinion reached its peak, Japanese cyclist Hayato Yamamoto published a long article on his personal blog.

"If Ji Yu doesn't dare to accept the challenge, then he's a coward!"

I, Hayato Yamamoto, despise his cowardice, but for the honor of Asian racing, I am willing to race Maxim. Perhaps Ida was right to force him to race back then; some people are just born cowards!

This blog post quickly spread online, with countless people forwarding and commenting on it, praising him.

Media outlets quickly contacted Yamamoto for an interview.

Yamamoto sneered: "Ji Yu is just an actor; the race car driver label is just a fabricated celebrity aura!"

If he doesn't dare to accept the challenge, then he should sit quietly in the audience.

From now on, don't call yourself a race car driver! And don't distort the facts in front of the media and portray yourself as a representative of Asian motorsport!
He's not qualified to represent Asian racing! He's even less qualified to be a race car driver; he lacks the dignity and pride of a race car driver!

These remarks instantly ignited public opinion, with everyone cheering for Yamamoto's courage and toughness.

While Ji Yu remained silent, everyone's greatest hope was that someone would step forward!

No matter who he is or what his abilities are, as long as he stands up, he can make everyone feel proud.

Asians are not cowards!

Asian drivers are not afraid of challenges! Nor will they shy away from criticism.
Asian fans were both angry at Maxim's arrogance and disappointed by Ji Yu's evasion.

Some people have even started to question Ji Yu's abilities. Is Ji Yu really just an actor?
Are all images of race car drivers fabricated?

Under the influence of the media, public opinion completely tipped in favor of those who questioned Ji Yu.

Now even Ji Yu's fans are keeping silent.

Whether or not they want to compete, they should at least have the courage to stand up and respond!

The media is right, this isn't just about you, Ji Yu, anymore!

In the hotel room, Shu Chang was so angry that her face turned red. She threw the newspaper hard onto the bed.

She got a little frustrated and hit the cushion a few times.

"How could these people say such things! Brother Ji Yu was clearly busy with important matters, and they're just spouting nonsense without knowing anything! That Yamamoto is really despicable!"

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and the anger in her heart burned even more fiercely.

Why are you calling Ji Yu a coward? Why are you saying he doesn't deserve to be a racer?!
Those people outside had no idea about Ji Yu's plans, which is why Shu Chang was angry when she saw them.

Shu Changzhen really wanted Ji Yu to stand up and tell those people right now.

Let's give them a good slap in the face!
"Sissi, are you angry too? This is really too much!"

Shu Chang sat down next to Liu Qianqian and subconsciously made a sarcastic remark.

After she finished complaining, she suddenly remembered that Liu Qianqian was still sick and that telling her these things would probably make her feel very uncomfortable.

After all, Liu Qianqian now idolizes Ji Yu and wants to learn to drive from him.

Liu Qianqian pursed her lips tightly, her fingers unconsciously digging into the edge of the sofa, leaving faint marks.

The image of Ji Yu driving a race car on the mountain road, effortlessly leaving Jing Tian behind, kept flashing through her mind.

Back then, Ji Yu was calm and confident, like a god on the racetrack.

She murmured softly, "I'm not angry, because Brother Ji Yu will compete against him, and he'll win!"

Her voice was soft, but it was full of trust in Ji Yu.

Shu Chang was surprised; he hadn't expected Liu Qianqian to be more open-minded than he was.

She playfully stuck out her tongue and whispered, "You're more open-minded than me now."

Liu Xiaoli looked at the two children from the side and sighed with worry.

She understood that Ji Yu was busy filming, but there was a lot of criticism outside, and even the Japanese driver had gotten involved.

If this continues, Ji Yu will really be cursed to death.

Liu Xiaoli was very grateful to Ji Yu, but she was genuinely worried about him!

Of course, there was also the concern that if Ji Yu couldn't win, it would not only damage his image but also cause Liu Qianqian's belief to collapse once again.

Her eyes revealed deep worry, realizing that asking Ji Yu for help with Xixi's treatment was impulsive.

At this time, the staff members on the Initial D set also began to gossip among themselves.

In a corner of the film set, several staff members huddled together, quietly discussing the online discussions.

"Brother Yu's personality is really amazing, he's not affected at all."

"Of course, if it were me, I would have stood up and refuted it long ago."

"The drivers in the crew discussed it a lot behind the scenes, and they all felt that Brother Yu was not confident and that it would be better not to compete."

"That's true, but it's probably not so easy to solve now."

"Yeah, the publicity before was so high that everyone was treating Brother Yu like a legendary driver."

"The movie is probably going to be heavily criticized. I was hoping it would be a box office hit."

"That shouldn't be the case, Brother Yu definitely won't back down."

"I just don't know when he'll step up. Otherwise, if that Yamamoto guy really competes with Maxim, Brother Yu will just become the background for both of them."

"If that were the case, we'd be doomed!"

This anxiety spread rapidly on set, like a virus, making everyone feel restless.

At 2 a.m., the lights of Tokyo Tower flickered outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the 28th floor of the hotel.

Ji Yu leaned against the marble railing, his fingertips tracing the condensation droplets on the Kirin beer can, while reports from Asahi Shimbun and Sankei Sports were scattered on the coffee table behind him.

The words "Yamamoto Hayato" and "Kiyu the Coward" in the title are bolded and highlighted, which makes people angry.

"I don't know who deliberately put the newspaper here," Ji Yu thought with a forced smile, and finished his beer.

"That's about enough. This farce should come to an end."

At that moment, Huo Wenxi, who had rushed to Japan, pushed open the door and entered, looking travel-worn.

Ji Yu couldn't help but click his tongue and say, "What brings you here?"

"If I don't come now, when are you going to come?"

Huo Wenxi walked in and loosened the pearl buttons on his Chanel suit, saying helplessly, "Several investors have called me, asking me to come and handle you."

She paused for a moment, then looked at Ji Yu and said, "Secretary Li from the municipal government called and said the inspection tour was arranged well. However, the delegation has been saying that the attitude of the Japanese side towards Serbia has not been good in the past few days, and they want you to find a way to resolve this."

"Anything else?" Ji Yu asked in return.

Huo Wenxi was speechless. "Isn't that enough? The pressure from Shanghai Film Group, Yinghuang, Huanya, the city's top leaders, and the public opinion pressure from more than a dozen countries isn't enough?!"

Ji Yu laughed and said, "Don't worry, look, now is the perfect time to make a move."

If I had promised to settle things with the match the moment Maksim provoked me, they would have just thought it was a small matter and probably forgotten about it in a few days.

But if I win now, what do you think the outcome will be?

Seeing Ji Yu's expression, he couldn't help but frown: "You really have patience. Now even Jiang Zhiqiang can't sit still anymore."

Ji Yu shrugged. "He's anxious because he's realized he can't control public opinion anymore. Who do you think is behind this?"

Huo Wenxi asked in confusion, "He did it all by himself? None of the other investors knew about it."

She really wanted to laugh.

No wonder Jiang Zhiqiang kept calling her to ask if Ji Yu wanted to compete, and even said he could contact Maxim.

Huo Wenxi originally thought Jiang Zhiqiang meant well, but he didn't expect that Jiang Zhiqiang had ill intentions from the beginning.

Ji Yu gave her the first glass of water, then walked behind her and massaged her shoulders, saying:

"Since you're here, stay a few more days. I know what I'm doing. I'm just deliberately keeping you waiting so that Jiang Zhiqiang will learn his lesson."

If you can't solve the problem, don't resort to underhanded tactics. Now it's my turn to handle it!

Huo Wenxi looked up at him and couldn't help but laugh, "Is this some kind of imperial strategy?"

Ji Yu pinched her cheek and said, "I don't know much about the art of rulership. I've just watched a lot of movies. The savior always appears last. He always encounters a lot of trouble before he appears, but in the end he becomes everyone's hero."

"Look, by defeating Maxim now, I not only gain fame and fortune, but I also manage to subdue Jiang Zhiqiang, and win favors from several companies and leaders. My fans and the media will also sing my praises, treating me like an Asian hero."

Huo Wenxi looked at him intently and felt that he had matured a lot.

The next morning, Ji Yu got out of bed and went out to get a drink of water when Shu Chang rushed in.

"Sister Wenxi is here? Where is she?" Shu Chang asked happily.

Ji Yu gestured with his lips, indicating that she should sleep in the bedroom.

"I'll go wake Wenxi up!"

As Shu Chang spoke, he grabbed the remote control and shoved it into Ji Yu's arms, saying, "That Maxim is spouting nonsense to the media again."

Ji Yu turned on the TV and saw news footage of Maxim being interviewed in the United States.

As expected, Maxim mocked Yamamoto in front of the media.

"Yamamoto Hayato? I've never heard of that name. A driver who's only making a name for himself in Asia dares to challenge me?"

At least Ji Yu is famous and has won championships; this Japanese guy isn't even worthy of being my sparring partner.

As he spoke, Maxim made a contemptuous gesture towards the camera.

His arrogant attitude even made the Japanese TV presenter emotional.

Many people saw this news at this time, and some Japanese car fans went to European and American racing forums to insult Maxim.

"Hayato Yamamoto is the pride of Japanese motorsports, and Maxim is such an arrogant bastard!"

"Those Westerners are always so arrogant, Ji Yu, you should step forward and teach them a lesson!"

"That Chinese guy is just an actor. Are all Asians idiots? They actually believe a movie is real. I'm really going to be terrified. Will Godzilla destroy Japan?"

"Asians are not as good as us in any competitive sport, especially in motorsports! Motorsports is not a sport for backward countries!"

"This farce is really interesting. Maxim probably won't get a response from that actor."

"Ji Yu will definitely respond. He's just filming. Once he's finished, he'll teach you arrogant white pigs a lesson!"

Because of Maxim's disdain for Yamamoto, the public once again placed their hopes on Ji Yu.

Her feelings for Ji Yu were very complicated, like a bittersweet first love!
At this moment, Ji Yu was already preparing to go to the film set to shoot a movie. Just as he went downstairs to the hotel entrance, a large number of reporters who had been lying in ambush suddenly appeared.

The clicking of camera shutters and flashes stopped Ji Yu in his tracks.

What are your thoughts on the remarks made by Maxim and Hayato Yamamoto?

"Are you really afraid to compete against Maxim?!"

"Are you afraid of losing? What's the difference between your behavior and that of a coward!"

Ji Yu couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, a disdainful smile appearing on his face, and said in a somewhat impatient tone:
"Maxim? A trash driver who was kicked out of his team in Europe and America, just a clown. How insecure does someone have to be to get angry at the comments of a piece of trash?"

A hint of excitement flashed in the reporters' eyes, and they quickly pressed on, "So, will you accept the challenge?"

Ji Yu's eyes remained lazy as he casually waved his hand and said, "I wasn't interested in playing with this kind of person, but this farce should end now."

He looked directly into the camera and laughed dismissively, "Tell Maxim that if he can't afford a plane ticket, I can reimburse him. A washed-up race car driver looking to make a living as a clown shouldn't be able to afford a plane ticket."

The Japanese reporters watched as Ji Yu acted casually and dismissively.

I feel so excited, but why do I still feel a little uncomfortable?

"Aren't you being too arrogant!"

“I think you should take this seriously; it concerns the dignity of motorsports across Asia.”

"Maxim has driven for two top teams, he's very impressive!"

Ji Yu frowned and looked at them, saying, "The US is conducting a military exercise on an aircraft carrier? A mere Western clown can make you all so alarmed?"

You are too insecure. It's the 21st century. Stand up! Stop kneeling and stop using public opinion to suppress the people's national pride!

Even the clowns from Europe and America aren't as funny as you guys.

Reporters: "." Your language is really foul.

The entire interview spread rapidly that morning.

Ji Yu's remarks were like a powerful bomb dropped into the center of public opinion!

Netizens from other parts of Asia were incredibly excited and thrilled after seeing this!

He's right! Maxim is a clown!

We're not scared at all!

Why would we be afraid of a white pig?!
Everyone was initially criticizing Ji Yu, but they felt uneasy after learning that he had accepted the challenge.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yu very considerately helped them find reasons and psychological comfort.

Ji Yu is right, it's all the fault of the Japanese media, it's definitely not their fault.

Ji Yu is such a nice person, confident, elegant and considerate!

"It's perfectly normal for the Japanese media to be scared; the mold base is still there."

"The media outlets that focus on trivial matters are stirring up emotions from beginning to end!"

"That's right, utterly ridiculous!"

"That's how Japanese people are; they always like to kneel."

"Ji Yu is awesome! Kill them!"

"I never cared about this. I wouldn't have paid attention to it if Ji Yu hadn't responded. Only insecure people would care!"

"It's all the media's fault!"

"It's all the media's fault!" +9999999
(End of this chapter)