Star of tomorrow

Su Changyu called Ji Xing early in the morning. He had a severe headache, and he also vomited and diarrhea last night, as if he had eaten something bad.

"What kind of hell is that? Fuck it..." Su Changyu had a cold towel on his forehead, and the family doctor prescribed the medicine. He was lying on the big bed at home, giving birth to an infusion, and said, "It's a black shop, right? ? Is everything expired? I really want to find someone to smash his store!"

"Young master is sick..." Ji Xing sighed, as if he didn't vomit and vomit yesterday, "I'd better treat you to dinner after I leave here."

"I have a psychological shadow about your invitation to treat guests." Su Changyu complained dissatisfied.

dong dong.

The owner of the Internet cafe came downstairs, lit a cigarette, tapped the bar in front of Ji Xing with his finger, took out a pile of crumpled change from his pocket, and counted 40 yuan to him.

"You should have stayed all night last night. Absenteeism is not paid." The boss was very dissatisfied. "It is very difficult for me to find someone temporarily. If you don't stay overnight, just let me know."

"I'm sorry." Ji Xing held his phone, stood up and apologized, "I won't be today."

"It's better." The boss gave him a warning look, shook the cigarette ash, turned and walked out the door.

After a hard day, I received half of my wages, 40 yuan... what is it enough for?

Holding the handful of money, Ji Xing sat behind the counter of the Internet cafe with his legs crossed, grinding his teeth in displeasure.

Su Changyu said: "Have you put away the card? I transferred [-] to you there, let's talk about it if it's not enough."

"I put it away, thank you." Su Changyu sent him the card yesterday. Ji Xing is rich now, but he is suspected of cheating. If his father finds out... Tsk.

Ji Xing took out the card from his pocket and turned it around in his hand, hesitating whether to use it or not.

Su Changyu said at the other end: "Hey, your family bought the land in the Golden Triangle, right?"

Ji Xing frowned remembering the news he saw in the morning. He was never familiar with the family business, and only knew a little bit of news.

"I heard that I bought it the year before last." Ji Xing looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to him, and lowered his voice, "There are many problems left over from history in this area, and it is difficult to negotiate the demolition, so it has been delayed for a long time."

"Golden Triangle" is actually the collective name of "Jinxing Talent Market", "Fu Sanyou Talent Market" and "Yicai Talent Market". It is referred to as the "Golden Triangle of Gold and Materials". Later, people simply called it the "Golden Triangle" for convenience.

Before the expansion of Yucheng, the location of the "Golden Triangle" was very remote. In the past, there were large areas of farmland nearby, and the location was just opposite the long river outside the third ring road. The world on the other side is divided mercilessly. After the expansion of Yucheng, the other side of the bridge represents new life and hope, while the other side only has destruction and corruption.

Because there are too many problems left over from history, it has gradually become a gray area-but there is no real "underworld" mixed in here, otherwise it should have been taken over by a pot.The main reason is that some gold diggers are wandering around, and the population is extremely mobile, which naturally leads to the strange rules of survival in this land.

"At first, my father asked me to come undercover." Ji Xing crossed his legs and said, "It is said that the contract and agreement for the demolition cannot be negotiated, so let me come and investigate on the spot. You also know that I just returned to China. There is not much news about me, and it is not easy for people to find out that I am from the Ji family."

Su Changyu raised his hand and took off the towel on his forehead, sat up and said, "Go ahead, you know how to fall in love when you are abroad, what have you learned? You are asked to investigate? Your father knows how much you have. bright."

Ji Xing was amused: "That's right, so I understood after I came here, this is an excuse to lie to me." According to Dad's ability, the method of persuading this group of people to agree to the demolition should have been decided long ago .

Su Changyu clicked his tongue a few times, feeling very emotional: "You poor boy."

Ji Xing: "..."

It is the rush hour for work, and the buses on the street are full one after another. The young people who go out to work from the Golden Triangle carry a big bag and carry their breakfast. Their faces are full of tiredness and enthusiasm for the new day. look forward to.There will always be some unpleasantness when squeezing the bus, how many people

Pushing and arguing with each other, someone in the car poked his head out of the window and urged: "If you don't get in the car, get out of the way! Others are still working!"

So a few people cursed and either got in the car or waited for the next trip.

Who knows who threw the plastic bag from the window, and the wind swept it to Qi Chen's feet. Qi Chen bent down to pick it up and threw it into the trash can at the entrance of the nearby supermarket.

In front of the supermarket, an unidentifiable cartoon animal "rocking car" is playing harsh and cheerful music. There is a little girl sitting on the dangling car. The two of them met their eyes. Qi Chen nodded to the little girl. The little girl was startled, jumped out of the car and ran away in a hurry.

Qi Chen: "..."

Qi Chen touched his face. He had a towel around his neck, his black vest was lifted a little to reveal his tough abdominal muscles, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat.He has the habit of jogging every morning, and he just finished a lap at the moment, sitting in the worn-out chair in front of the supermarket to rest, with his elbows on his knees, watching the people and vehicles coming and going in front of him.

Time passed by, and the sun behind the clouds in the sky became more and more dazzling. He seemed to be waiting for something, but he couldn't tell what he was waiting for.

On the other side of the street, in front of the Yuyang Bridge, there was a long row of cars blocked under the traffic lights, and the honking of horns was endless, making people flustered.

Qi Chen felt that the crowd was like an uncontrollable wave, constantly rushing to the other side of the bridge. Everyone was eager to get something from the other side of the bridge, but most of them could only return empty-handed.

Just like my former self.

Qi Chen unscrewed the freshly bought water, poured down half of the bottle, and the phone in his pocket rang. It was the assistant Xiao Zhang who was urging him. The keyboard buttons can only make calls and send and receive text messages. There is also a very powerful speaker with a very loud sound. Once it sounds, he will immediately become the most eye-catching kid on the street.

Qi Chen returned the message to Xiao Zhang, sat there for a while, and then got up and walked towards the training room.

The training room of the boxing gym in the Golden Triangle was built near the talent market in Fusanyou. The talent market here has basically been relocated, leaving only empty shells. There are homeless people lying in twos and threes inside the glass doors, and the woven pockets are used as sheets. , can also deal with it perfunctorily overnight.

The weather is fine, but in winter, people freeze to death here every year.

Qi Chen arrived at the boxing gym, greeted a few colleagues and started today's training.

Assistant Xiao Zhang has no concept of scientific training, diet management, etc., but is just a staff member arranged for him by the organizer of the "Black Boxing Competition" here, and a partner is also included.

The sparring partner used to be a fitness coach, and his physical fitness was not bad, but he was a complete novice in boxing. On the contrary, he was taught a lot by Qi Chen, and now he can do things in a decent way.

At the end of the morning training, Qi Chen was sweating profusely, leaning against the guardrail to rest, and the partner trainer wiped his hands and said, "Who is the match tonight?" Take a look.

The assistant Xiao Zhang was happily counting the money, but he didn't raise his head when he heard the words: "The employer is very generous this time, Lao Qi, for the sake of the money, you should be more lenient today."

Qi Chen didn't speak, and every time he mentioned this kind of thing, his words became very few, and he looked very gloomy.

The sparring partner gave Xiao Zhang a wink, and Xiao Zhang turned onto the ring and bumped his "cash cow" with his elbow.

"Don't take it too seriously, this deal is over, I promise you to play a few rounds."

Qi Chen looked at him: "I've 'lost' nine games in a row."

He emphasized the pronunciation of the word "lose", and Xiao Zhang smiled and rubbed his hands: "Isn't there too many employers looking for you recently, each asking a higher price than the other. You also know that according to your ability, it is rare to meet in the Golden Triangle." Opponents, if they all buy you to win, this gamble will not work."

Xiao Zhang shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "You have lost so many games in a row, next time everyone will buy you, and you can win a few more games..." Xiao Zhang was full of excitement as he said this, and clapped his hands, "Who would Can’t live with money? Right? And you’re saving money? This is a good opportunity.”

Qi Chen took the water bottle and downed half of it in one gulp, not wanting to listen to Xiao Zhang anymore, turned over and left the stage.

Xiao Zhang lay on the guardrail and yelled: "Competition at night!

be late! "

"Competition?" Ji Xing was sitting in front of the grocery stall, flipping through some old newspapers, and looked up at his aunt when he heard this, "What competition?"

"Black boxing match." The aunt said, "Just the little Qi you asked about before, he is from there, and he wants to fight."

Ji Xing remembered the video that the surnamed Qi had watched in the Internet cafe before, and became interested: "He really is a boxer? Auntie, is the match good? Every day?"

"Call me Aunt Liu." Aunt Liu smiled, feeling distressed seeing Ji Xing's tender appearance, stuffed a box of yogurt for Ji Xing, and said, "The game starts at 12 o'clock every night, and it will continue to be noisy until 3 or 4 in the morning It's not too late, but Xiao Qi doesn't go to every game, so who can bear it?"

Aunt Liu said, put down what she was doing, and sighed, "Young people don't know how to take care of their bodies. Every time they finish a game, they are injured all over, tsk tsk."

Ji Xing put down the newspaper and said, "I want to read it too, auntie, can you take me with you?"

"No!" Aunt Liu frowned, her face full of disapproval, "You are still young, that kind of place is not suitable for you."

Ji Xing immediately acted coquettishly—Aunt Liu was very similar to the housekeeper Lao Wu who took care of him since he was a child. She always treated him with a pleasant face, smiled, and tried to pamper him. This made Ji Xing find a little familiar warmth.

"I'm not young anymore!" Ji Xing was lying in front of the grocery stall, blinking his big innocent eyes. His amber eyes were very beautiful in the sunlight, like some kind of carefully forged jade, pure and natural. The corners of his rosy mouth were curved The dimples seemed to be filled with honey, "Aunt Liu, you are the best, let me open your eyes. I am not young! I am already 23!"

"Are you 23 years old?" Aunt Liu looked at him in surprise, "Oh, if you look like this, people will believe you are 18 or 9 years old."

"I'm young." Ji Xing smiled triumphantly, "Aunt Liu, if you don't believe me, look at my ID card!"

Aunt Liu couldn't bear his soft-heartedness, so she nodded with a smile: "Okay, come to my place at 10 o'clock in the evening, and I will take you there."

"Yeah! Aunt Liu, you are the best!" Ji Xing leaned over, grabbed Aunt Liu's hand and shook it tightly. He noticed that there were scars on Aunt Liu's arm in different shades, which looked very old. Only faint scars remained.

He froze for a moment, but Aunt Liu withdrew her hand and said nonchalantly, "You're still a child."

Ji Xing smiled, went back to the Internet cafe with yogurt in his mouth and continued to work.