My whole family is involved in diplomacy, so you dare to flex your muscles?

The silence in the studio lasted for a good ten seconds.

Everyone, including the host and the production team, was stunned by the shocking scene before them and for a moment forgot to react.

He knelt down.

The representative from Japan actually knelt down before the representative from China in front of the whole world!

Although it was obvious to anyone with eyes that he had fallen because of panic, the posture, the scene, the atmosphere...

No matter how you look at it, it seems like an apology that is almost a century overdue.

"ah--!"

A piercing scream shattered the silence.

Yamamoto, who was kneeling on the ground, finally came to his senses from the extreme fear and blankness.

Realizing his current situation, he immediately tried to get up, his face turning as red as a pig's liver.

"I didn't! I didn't! I fell down by accident! I didn't kneel down!" he screamed incoherently, his voice distorted.

His struggles appeared so pale and powerless, even somewhat ridiculous, in the eyes of audiences worldwide.

[Hahaha! He's panicking! He's panicking! This is a classic case of protesting too much!]

[Falling down? That's such terrible acting! My dog's fall looks more natural than that. This is clearly just his legs buckling and he's so scared he's kneeling!]

[No matter how he knelt down, the result is that he knelt down! I could watch this scene a hundred times! It's so satisfying!]

[Yamamoto: I kneel down to apologize to my ancestors. Gu Yun: Get out, don't dirty my land.]

[Is the person upstairs a devil? But I like it! This wave, this wave is called "filial piety," fulfilling the proper etiquette for their ancestors.]

[I hereby declare that, starting today, Yamamoto is awarded the "Most Filial Piety Award of the Year"! Let's give him a round of applause!]

What do you think Brother Gu is thinking right now? Will he go up and help him up, and say something like, "To err is human, to forgive divine"?

Get out of here! Absolutely not! Talking about manners now is foolish! Make him kneel, kneel until the end of time!

Viewers in the Chinese livestream room have completely let loose, spouting all sorts of witty remarks and jokes, creating an atmosphere as joyful as if it were Chinese New Year.

The chaos at the scene finally brought the host, Mark, back to his senses.

His face was deathly pale, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He knew something terrible had happened.

This is no longer just for entertainment; it's a serious diplomatic incident.

"Quick! Medical staff! Yamamoto is injured! Go check on him!" He shouted backstage, trying to use "injury" as a way to save face for Yamamoto.

Two medical staff members on standby immediately rushed onto the stage with their boxes, wanting to help Yamamoto up.

But Yamamoto acted like a madman, shoving the medical staff aside and struggling to get up from the ground.

His hair was disheveled, his suit was wrinkled, and his face was covered in tears and snot from humiliation. He pointed at Gu Yun and roared with all his might:

"You! This is a personal attack! This is psychological intimidation! You've violated the competition rules! I protest! I protest to the production team!"

He finally found a point to attack—the rules.

He believed that Gu Yun's murderous words and aggressive behavior had gone beyond the scope of debate and constituted a violation of the rules.

Upon hearing the word "protest," the representative of the Sakura Country delegation in the contestants' seats immediately stood up, his face turning ashen, and loudly proclaimed something towards the judges' panel and the directing team.

The atmosphere at the scene instantly became tense again.

Gu Yun looked at Yamamoto, who seemed to have gone mad, and the coldness and murderous intent on his face slowly faded, returning to his calm and composed demeanor.

He even gave Yamamoto a slightly apologetic smile.

That smile brought Yamamoto's roar to an abrupt halt.

His heart skipped a beat; he had a bad feeling.

What is this devil up to now?

Gu Yun slowly straightened his collar, then shrugged in a very innocent, even confused tone, toward the host Mark and the judges' panel.

"This...you can't blame me, can you?"

His voice, transmitted clearly through the microphone, reached everyone's ears.

"I was simply stating a historical fact and inviting Mr. Yamamoto to discuss it with me." He blinked, his face full of sincerity.

"As for why he suddenly performed such a grand gesture, I'm not quite sure either."

At this point, he turned his head and glanced at Yamamoto, who was trembling with anger, then let out a soft "Oh" as if he had just realized something.

He turned back to the camera and, in a tone that everyone could understand, tinged with a hint of pity, said softly:

"Maybe... it's because I'm used to kneeling."

"You've gotten used to it, so don't blame me."

boom--!

If Yamamoto's kneeling was like detonating a bomb in the studio...

So Gu Yun's casual remark, "I'm used to kneeling," directly detonated a nuclear bomb with an even greater yield!

insult!

This is a blatant, undisguised, and utterly humiliating insult!

The whole world knows how, after World War II, Japan, under the "transformation" of the United States, transformed from a militaristic madman into a docile and obedient dog.

They bow and scrape before the US military, they amend the constitution at the beacon of the United States' ...

"Used to kneeling"—these four words precisely struck the most sensitive and inferior nerve of the Japanese nation for more than seventy years since the war!

"Baka yarou—!!!"

Unable to bear this level of humiliation any longer, Yamamoto roared, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward.

This time, she really fainted.

"Yamamoto! Yamamoto!"

The scene was in complete chaos.

Medical staff rushed over in a flurry, pinching the philtrum and performing CPR.

In the stands, the head of the Sakura Country delegation was trembling with rage, pointing at Gu Yun and cursing wildly in the Sakura language. If he hadn't been stopped by security personnel, he probably would have rushed onto the stage and fought Gu Yun to the death.

As the scene spiraled out of control, host Mark felt that his career might be coming to an end.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and, with a tearful voice, pleaded with the director, "Director! Director! What do we do now? Should we still broadcast it?!"

Through the earpiece came the director's equally hysterical roar:

"Play! Why aren't you playing! Switch to GG! Quick! Switch to GG right now! I need to use this time to hold an emergency meeting!"

With a piercing electrical hum, the live global broadcast was suddenly switched to a cheerful Chocolate GG video.

The billions of viewers around the world who were watching the drama unfold were stunned as they stared at the bouncing chocolate bean on the screen.

Then, the global internet completely exploded.