Star of tomorrow

Both Chen Fang and Qi Chen are good at ground skills. Chen Fang is young, has good physical strength and strength, but he is not experienced enough and seems a little impatient; Qi Chen is old, and his physical strength and strength are not as good as Chen Fang, but his experience and steady strength are in There, for a while, there was no winner between the two.

Chen Fang couldn't let go of his hands and feet at first, and the coaches in the audience reprimanded him: "Don't hide! See the movements clearly! Don't hide!"

Qi Chen quickly figured out Chen Fang's habit of punching, and shook his head secretly: The young man has a good reaction and strength, but this kind of habit is not advisable, and it is easy for people to see his flaws and seize opportunities.

Sure enough, with the last ten seconds left in the first round, Qi Chen successfully knocked Chen Fang down to the ground, and locked Chen Fang's arms tightly while holding him, making him unable to struggle. I was too timid to move forward, and I lost the opportunity in vain.

Ding--

The bell rang at the end of the first round, and the two separated. Chen Fang shook hands with Qi Chen, took off his braces and said, "You are very good."

Qi Chen raised his eyebrows, walked to a corner, unscrewed a bottle of cold water and poured it over his head, thinking: This kid has talent, and in time he will be a good opponent.

But what about myself?I'm afraid I can't wait for the day when the opponent becomes an opponent.

He will be 28 at the end of the year. No matter how much passion and unwillingness he still has in his heart, with his objective physical condition in front of him, he can clearly feel that he is powerless in the face of these young people in their early twenties.

Two years wasted in vain...

Qi Chen closed his eyes and leaned back on the guardrail. Xiao Zhang rubbed his arms and legs vigorously to help him relax his muscles.Qi Chen was distracted when he heard someone calling him from under the guardrail.

"Qi Chen? Qi Chen?"

Qi Chen opened his eyes and looked sideways, and saw Ji Xing squeezed forward, lying under the guardrail and looking at him, "I have something to tell you!"

Qi Chen frowned, and squatted down to look at him: "What's the matter? Don't come to the front, it's easy to get hit."

The quality of the audience in the black boxing match is not very good. Throwing drink bottles and melon seed shells is common, and they can even smash stools when they get angry.

Ji Xing waved his hand and said anxiously: "Aunt Liu said that Chen Fang is her son."

Xiao Zhang also came over: "What? Aunt Liu's son? She hasn't seen her son for more than ten years, can you recognize him?"

"He has a birthmark on his back, and Aunt Liu recognized it." Ji Xing glanced into the distance, and said, "She was a little emotional, I didn't let her come over, you..."

Ji Xing was in a bit of a dilemma. In a game like this, you should do your best and respect your opponent. It is really unreasonable to ask Qi Chen to play lightly.

But the outcome of this game was already decided. Since the ending was already fake, it seemed that there was no need to be too entangled.

Before Ji Xing could speak, Qi Chen already understood what he meant: "I have a sense of proportion."

This is the first time that Ji Xing has been so close to Qi Chen during the competition. His eyes are sizing him up and down, and he can't see clearly from a distance. At this time, under the headlights, every inch of Qi Chen's muscle lines and fine hairs can be seen. It was very clear: his legs, waist and back had bluish marks, and his forehead was slightly broken, but the condition was not serious.

Ji Xing felt a little distressed, Qi Chen looked into his eyes, stretched out his hand and squeezed his fingertips, giving silent comfort.

Xiao Zhang poked his head over from the side, looked left and right, and said, "You two have such a good relationship."

Qi Chen spread his five fingers to cover Xiao Zhang's face, and pushed him away expressionlessly.

At the beginning of the second round, Chen Fang's learning ability was very strong. He almost didn't make the mistake in the first round again.

When Qi Chen was overwhelmed by him, he couldn't help admiring in his heart: This is what he was born to eat this bowl of rice.

Although thinking about Aunt Liu, Qi Chen wanted to put some more water, but in the face of Chen Fang's continuous attacks, he was also aroused bloody, and he couldn't help throwing himself into the game.

The heart was beating violently, and the surrounding sounds disappeared, only the fist on the opposite side kept flashing before his eyes.

They judged and weighed each other, hugged each other and pressed against the guardrail, panting heavily, secretly resisting each other's strength, which exhausted their physical energy, but for a moment, the sweat on their foreheads and temples fell on the ring like raindrops.

Chen Fang's back muscles

Tightened, the biceps were congested with blood, Qi Chen relaxed his strength appropriately, as if he was out of strength, Chen Fang seized the opportunity and threw him on the ground, pressing his knees against each other, turning Qi Chen's arm around, Lock it firmly.

Ji Xing's heart twitched as he watched from the audience—he felt sorry for Qi Chen who deliberately surrendered and couldn't let go to fight, and also felt sorry for him being pressed to the ground, with his entire face rubbed against the ground, almost squeezed and deformed.

The wound on the forehead ruptured, blood flowed out, and the eyelashes were wet. Qi Chen took a deep breath, tried to struggle for a while, and slapped the ground before the end of the second round, signaling to admit defeat.

The referee knelt on the ground, blew his whistle, and waved his hands to signal the end of the game.

Ji Xing supported Aunt Liu. Aunt Liu's eyes were red, and she could barely stand with one hand covering her mouth.Only then did she finally breathe a sigh of relief, her knees were weak, and Ji Xing helped her to sit aside.

The referee raised Chen Fang's hand high, cheers came from the audience, Qi Chen got up from the ground, wiped the blood from his forehead with the back of his hand, his face was hidden in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

He took the towel that Xiao Zhang handed over and put it on his head, breathing slowly, Chen Fang chased up from behind, and said: "Senior, you are very good, I have learned a lot!"

Qi Chen turned his head to look at him, and patted him on the shoulder: "You are also very good."

Chen Fang's club is a new club established in the past two years. There are not many newcomers, but Chen Fang is obviously a newcomer with great potential. No wonder the club has to spend money to let him accumulate experience.

The black boxing match may not be very formal, but the fighters here have different styles, which is more valuable to learn than simply sparring with sparring partners.What's more, at the beginning of the match, Chen Fang didn't get used to it, and he couldn't let go. Obviously, he hadn't been on the field much, so it was necessary for him to get familiar with this feeling in advance.

"I have a problem, senior." Chen Fang stepped off the stage, talking more, probably because he was winning, he looked very energetic, his eyes were bright, "When I locked your arm, I felt that you could hide Yes, you still have the ability to fight back. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I didn’t expect to be able to subdue you, and I felt that I couldn’t win soon after the first round.”

Chen Fang didn't know that the club gave the money, so he was a little surprised and pleasantly surprised, and said, "Why didn't you avoid it then?"

Qi Chen glanced at him, and said perfunctorily, "I don't have enough energy, I don't have enough strength."

Chen Fang nodded. He knew Qi Chen's age, so it made sense.

He was silent for a while, and said: "I used to watch your games often, you are my idol."

Qi Chen raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to sign?"

Chen Fang took off his competition pants on the spot, asked Qi Chen to sign them, then stared at Qi Chen and said, "May I ask, how long do you think you can fight?"

Qi Chen took the pen that Xiao Zhang handed over, paused, and said, "It's hard to say."

"I hope one day I can fight you again in the professional arena." Chen Fang said excitedly, "I'll wait for you to come back."

After Qi Chen finished signing, without looking up, he casually wiped his sweaty hair with a towel, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Chen Fang was called away by the coach, and Qi Chen walked to the lounge, quite absent-minded, until Ji Xing grabbed his hand and came back to his senses.

"I've been calling you for a long time." Ji Xing said, "What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? Let me see?"

Qi Chen was pulled off the towel by Ji Xing, and the wound on his forehead and slightly swollen cheeks were exposed. Qi Chen deliberately kept his hand, so the injury was a bit serious. Xiao Zhang is very experienced, and has already brought the medicine box. He took out an ice pack and asked Qi Chen to apply it first.

Ji Xing was so distressed immediately, he pinched Qi Chen's jaw to prevent him from turning his head, looked around carefully, and whispered: "It really hurts."

Qi Chen laughed, held his wrist and kissed him where no one else could see: "Nonsense, I'm not made of iron, of course it hurts."

"I mean me," Ji Xing sent Xiao Zhang away, put ice on him, and said, "My heart hurts."

Qi Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed hoarsely. He felt that Ji Xing healed the previous loss of soul in an instant, and a warm current flowed through his heart. He took Ji Xing's hand and walked in, saying: "It's all minor injuries. It will be fine in two days, I have experience in this regard."

Ji Xing hummed, glanced back again, and said, "Aunt Liu is gone."

"Ah."

"I asked her to meet Chen Fang, but she refused."

With a slightly condensed expression, Qi Chen pulled Ji Xing into the lounge, and after closing the door, he said seriously: "Listen to me about Ji Xing, don't mind Aunt Liu's business."

"Why?" Ji Xing frowned, "She hasn't seen Chen Fang for a long time, I can see that she is very worried about him."

"You listen to me, don't worry about it, it's her family business." Qi Chen was worried that Ji Xing's nosy behavior would flare up again, and said solemnly, "Whether she wants to see you or not, you have to respect her wishes , don’t take it for granted to help her. You are very likely to do bad things with good intentions, understand?”

Ji Xing had annoyed Qi Chen for prying into Qi Chen's privacy before, but now he has a certain understanding of meddling in other people's private affairs, and he didn't force it, but he still couldn't figure it out: "Why doesn't she want to see Chen Fang? ? She's worried about him, and it's not that she doesn't love him, I don't understand. "

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite." Qi Chen took the clothes to change, and planned to take a shower in the shower room, "When you grow up under the pampering of your family, you will take it for granted that family members are together, but not everyone' "Home" is a safe haven, not every "family" is worthy of your affection. Sometimes "family" is just another burden and pressure, not everyone can bear it."

Ji Xing really can't understand this kind of view. In his opinion, although his father always talks to himself, the kindness to him is undeniable. Looking at him, he has been unhappy since he was a child, and he will hardly hide any small secrets from his family, especially the eldest sister - she is even the first person to know his sexual orientation.

For so many years, even though his family members were worried about his sexual orientation, they never stopped him severely.

They can discuss anything, communicate, quarrel, and ignore each other for several days, but they always know in their hearts that home is his belonging, his safe haven, and his pride.

The idea of ​​avoiding his family, seeing his family as a stress, had never occurred to him.

Looking at Qi Chen's serious face, Ji Xing suddenly said, "Are you too?"

Qi Chen was taken aback.

Ji Xing was a little nervous, he felt that for the first time he was close to Qi Chen's true thoughts about family - Qi Chen never mentioned family members, never mentioned family affairs, and was not interested in other people's family affairs, and never asked too much.This was the first time that Ji Xing felt that he saw a little bit of the huge iceberg hidden in the abyss of the other party's heart.

Ji Xing couldn't help but nervously said: "Your family... can't bear it for you?"

Qi Chen took a deep look at Ji Xing, hesitated and said, "I don't want to talk about this yet."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Ji Xing's answer, and left with the clothes he wanted to change.

The next day, Ji Xing yawned, and planned to go to the Internet cafe to sort out the information of the two stars that the eldest sister would recommend, and design the official account and the logo of the scarf by the way, thinking of a nice and decent name.

He has a lot of things to do, and now that he has resigned and has no income, he has to save rent, utilities, and meals, otherwise, wouldn't he be "raised" by Qi Chen?

He has to hurry up and get the first investment and advertising fee.

Ji Xing's mind was spinning fast, and he went to see Aunt Liu before going to the Internet cafe. He knew that Aunt Liu was very concerned about what his son was doing now and why he was going to fight, so he asked Qi Chen to contact Xiao Zhang last night and asked I got a lot of information about Chen Fang.

Although the two could not meet and recognize each other, it would be good for Aunt Liu to know more about Chen Fang.

"Auntie." Ji Xing greeted Aunt Liu. Aunt Liu was absent-minded and looked rather haggard. Obviously, what she saw last night was very stimulating to her.

Ji Xing couldn't bear it, bought yogurt and bread, and said while eating: "You may think I'm nosy, but I'll help you find out, Chen Fang is a pseudonym for participating in the black boxing competition, his real name is Chen Zhifei, I went to the boxing gym to learn boxing two years ago, and I signed with the club for the first time this year, I am a rookie and have not fought a formal match yet.”

When Aunt Liu heard the name Chen Zhifei, her pupils shrank slightly, and she asked for a moment, "Why...why does he want to learn this?"

Ji Xing knew that Aunt Liu had always felt that this job was not very good, and that she was prone to injuries and sequelae.

Injury, she didn't agree with Qi Chen at first, but now it's her own son, how can she accept it?

"I heard that I like it very much, but I don't know the specific reason. According to the club, he is very talented."

"Talent? What talent? Talent for beating people?" Aunt Liu sat in a chair, resting her forehead with one hand, "Sin, sin!"

Ji Xing sighed and comforted her: "Qi Chen also said that he is very talented, and he will be a good boxer in time. In fact, Aunt Liu, if he does well in this line of work, he can also make a lot of money."

"Is the money finished?" Aunt Liu said very sadly, "Is it important to have a healthy body? Look at Xiao Qi and the others, they will always have injuries on their bodies. The one before, the one before that even had a broken leg! My God. "

Ji Xing was curious and confused, and finally couldn't help but said: "You are so worried, why didn't you go to see him yesterday? Go and persuade him, maybe he will listen to you?"

"No, I can't see him." Aunt Liu hugged her arms, rubbed them nervously, and covered the wound on her arm with her clothes, "I can't see him, I..."

She seemed to be under a lot of pressure, her face was pale, and she said shortly, "I'm sorry for him, but I can't help it. As soon as I see him, I...I can't control it."

Ji Xing was about to say, what can't be controlled?

Aunt Liu trembled all over, as if she couldn't breathe, her whole body was so stiff that she fell down.