Star of tomorrow

Sanyou Black Boxing Competition is located on the second floor of Fu Sanyou Talent Market.

Every day at twelve o'clock at night, this place is like opening the door to a new world. Countless people are here to revel and get drunk, forgetting the depression of the day, and holding the few money in their hands just to fight Once, as if there is no tomorrow after today, he interpreted "life is short and carpe diem" to the fullest.

The talent market in Fusanyou is different from that in Jinxing. Fusanyou is closer to the outskirts, and there are several factories built along the river. Most of them recruit workers from the assembly line. There are many underage child laborers. There are many more gold diggers in the other two talent markets, but due to the massive industrial transformation in recent years, many factories here have closed down, and the gold diggers either left or flocked to the other two talent markets. It has been so lively and crowded in recent years.

Qi Chen led Ji Xing and Aunt Liu towards the black boxing match, passing an intersection on the way, Ji Xing saw a few self-built houses with large banners in black and white characters, saying "Return my home to unscrupulous real estate developers" Yunyun, the black characters are huge, being shaken by the street lamps, it smells like weeping blood.

Seeing Ji Xing looking at the banner, Aunt Liu said, "This area is going to be demolished."

Qi Chen said indifferently: "I've been talking about it for two years, but I haven't seen any movement."

Aunt Liu sighed: "The price can't be negotiated, how can we move? Everyone has their own plans, and after all the calculations, you can't get anything."

Aunt Liu muttered a few words to herself, then leaned closer to Ji Xing and said, "You, don't look at Xiao Qi as fierce, but he's actually quite kind-hearted. As long as there is his competition, I can sell some things without being protected." Fee."

Ji Xing nodded, looking thoughtfully at Qi Chen's tall back.

The closer you get to the Fusan talent market, the more people there are, and the barbecue stalls and small gambling games around are also opened. The light blue smoke lingers on the whole small street, bringing out the golden triangle. The fireworks at first sight.

This kind of feeling is actually quite strange. The Golden Triangle has a large floating population, with mixed fish and dragons. You can see all kinds of people in the shops on the street every day. Most of them are between 20 and 30 years old, but there is really no "firework". .

At this time, people on the street were making loud noises, guessing the result of today's game, and finally showed a sense of "alive" vitality on their faces, but if you look closely, you can see a bit of weird madness.

There are a few tall and thick men standing at the stairs of the talent market, wearing black T-shirts and jeans, and black sunglasses. I don't know if they can be seen at night, but at least the ostentation is enough.

There is no seat number in the infield, so you have to find a place to sit yourself. The venue is quite large. It looks like it should have been an underground warehouse before, and there are many iron boxes in the corner.

The smell of cement and musty is mixed together, the huge exhaust fan roars in the distance, an octagonal cage is placed in the middle of the field, and today's odds are hung on the wall next to it.

It was far from the start of the competition, and the crowd chatted together in twos and threes. The list of today's contestants was hung on the window next to the elevator. Half of the wooden board was blocked in front of the window, and only a little light could be seen faintly.

Ji Xing walked over curiously, tapped his fingers on the wooden board, and the person behind the window tilted his head and looked over, with a cigarette in his mouth, and one eye covered with a black cloth, looking a little hideous.

"Which game? Who will you buy?" The other party shook the cigarette ash and threw out a list of games.

Qi Chen's name is on the first row, it looks like it's the first scene, there is a red triangle behind the name, I don't know what it means.

"Qi Chen." Ji Xing returned the watch, and the person inside threw out a small red wooden sign.

It turns out that colors represent people. Ji Xing glanced at Qi Chen's opponent: Xiao Yong, followed by a blue triangle.

Qi Chen pressed his hand beside him, frowning: "Don't buy me."

"Why?" Ji Xing was a little puzzled, "The opponent is strong?"

Aunt Liu was going to occupy a place to sell things first, so she didn't follow the two of them at this time, Ji Xing looked around and said, "Just do your best, I don't have much money, it's just meaning, don't take it to heart."

Ji Xing took the red card, touched 30 yuan and came out. The people here did not eat the next meal, and naturally there was no extra money to gamble. Lots of change.

If Su Changyu and his fellow saw this picture, he would probably laugh out loud.

Qi Chen didn't try to persuade him anymore, and went straight to the lounge.

"What? Do a good deed halfway, and then take the person to your home?" Assistant Xiao Zhang said incredulously in the lounge, "When did you become so warm-hearted?"

Qi Chen sat on the bench and said depressedly, "Shut up."

Xiao Zhang laughed and said, "Okay, don't mention it."

Xiao Zhang stood behind and helped Qi Chen pinch his shoulders, and changed the subject: "Be careful, this time the opponent Xiao Yong is not capable, don't beat him up, you can't explain to the employer."

Qi Chen lowered his head and propped his hands on his knees, thinking of Ji Xing's unhesitating look when he bought him, he gave a low hum.

"It's fun to let him punch you twice. You should calculate the time and don't end it too quickly." Xiao Zhang continued, "They are all big bosses. Since we charge money to do things, we have to do it beautifully."

As he was talking, his eyes fell on Qi Chen's back. The wound from the last match was still there, bruised and bruised. Xiao Zhang moved his throat and asked awkwardly, "Two punches...is it okay?"

Qi Chen seemed to be distracted, and it took him a while to reply: "Yes."

Xiao Zhang helped him relax his back and arm muscles, sighed, and sat down on the chair next to him: "You are the most capable and resistant person I have ever seen. Those big bosses like you very much. You are also generous in your actions, it stands to reason that you are not short of money, it's just..."

Xiao Zhang rubbed his nose: "You really don't think about going back? Just hang around here for the rest of your life? How much longer can you hang around? Could it be that you're in your seventies and you still have to be beaten?"

Qi Chen didn't speak, but patted Xiao Zhang on the shoulder.Although Xiao Zhang is greedy for money and likes to take advantage of petty advantages, he is not qualified as a boxer's assistant. He doesn't even understand many basic first aid knowledge, training knowledge and diet, but he can occasionally speak a few decent words , will also consider for him, this is enough.

Outside, Ji Xing sat down at a random place and chatted with Aunt Liu casually.

Ji Xing asked in a low voice: "Is he very good?"

Aunt Liu said: "Every time I come here, I only pay attention to selling things, and I don't pay attention to whether he plays well. But I heard from others that he is very good."

Aunt Liu hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help but said: "But don't come to this place often, it's all harmful stuff."

Ji Xing laughed and nodded: "I know."

The game started to heat up, and the host introduced the referees and the rules. At this time, the headlights on the field were turned on, the temperature gradually increased, and the air became more cloudy and stuffy.Ji Xing broke out in a sweat, and saw the baby holding a sign wearing sexy clothes, walking around the stage with long legs, causing the people below to whistle continuously.

Aunt Liu chatted with him for a while and then got up to sell things again. Ji Xing noticed that the front row seemed to be rather special—those people were wearing suits and ties, and there were special tables in front of them. Good wine is on display.

It seems that he is a big boss, and the bet is probably higher, which is far inferior to the group of aborigines in the Golden Triangle.

The small speakers hanging on the four walls gave off harsh currents, and then the sound of entering the arena beating drums sounded, indicating the start of the game, and the atmosphere gradually became heated and tense.

Ji Xing hadn't watched this kind of competition much, and he didn't know much about the rules. The roar of the people around him that was about to overturn the roof made his ears buzz, and he heard someone beside him yelling at the top of his voice: "Qi Chen! If you can't win another game, go back and eat shit! You fight a fart game! You bitch! Stupid! I fuck your mother! You are a coward! You will never be hard for the rest of your life!"

There were a lot of similar curses around, Ji Xing frowned, and after a while, the two contestants came to the stage, and the referee did the pre-match inspection.

The referee smeared Vaseline on his hands and carefully applied it on the browbones and foreheads of the boxers. After checking, he gestured for the two to take their positions.

Ji Xing glanced over Qi Chen, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows and whistling.

The man was only wearing red and black shorts and split-finger gloves. He stood barefoot on the field like an ancient god of war. His muscles tensed up, and he raised his jaw. The roar of mountains and tsunamis seemed to come from ancient Rome. The battlefield made his eyes shine brightly.

The octagonal cage separates everything on the periphery, as if it is an independent

A world that belongs only to Qi Chen.

The headlights gathered high temperature above his head, and before he switched on, there was already bean-sized sweat on his back. His knees were slightly bent, he jumped a few times on the stage, and flicked his wrists.

He loves this moment, no, he loves this moment.

Only at this moment can he feel that he is alive, the blood pours into his limbs with the violent heartbeat, his face is expressionless, but inside his heart is like a wild beast stepping out of the cage, raising its head and roaring.

He couldn't hear what the people in the audience were yelling at all. He looked at his opponent Xiao Yong, and his eyes fell outside the octagonal cage. Brand, the fingers were slightly clenched, and the bones made a crisp click.

Ding--

The bell rang, and the referee lowered his hand. The noisy people around fell silent for a moment, and Ji Xing's voice came clearly from behind Qi Chen.

"Qi Chen, come on—come on!"

This kind of solemn cheering sound is incompatible with the various curses and foul language on the field, as if sitting on the side of the school gymnasium, surrounded by golden sunshine.But at this moment, there is only endless darkness here, only the stage full of violence is shining, but it is too bright, so bright that people can't see the direction of the future clearly.

Qi Chen stretched his brows and eyes, and almost laughed out loud.

He met the punch, and quickly ducked to avoid the opponent's straight punch. The moment he passed by, he heard Xiao Yong's teasing voice: "Please give me a lot of advice, Senior Qi."