Dressed as a mystery novel victim

"Kick your legs high, stare at his shoulders, and wait until you see the fists before you have time to hide!"

The coach was on the sidelines urging him. The students in the ring looked like people who had not exercised all year round. Their hands and feet were stiff. Muay Thai was beaten by him like a mantis boxing.

Yang Qingshui panted like an old dog, and hid beside the pillar, "I'm dying, let me rest for a while!"

The coach, Fan Dazhi, hates iron for being weak, "Since the tuition fee is charged, I have the responsibility to teach you well, continue!"

Yang Qingshui rolled his eyes, feeling that the rest of his life is going to be in the ring, and he just wanted to slap himself who had signed up excitedly ten days ago, to get the water out of his mind—he is very good, why can't he think about it Pay money to enjoy the pleasure of sudden death?

It's all Qi Zhong's fault, other hobbies are not good, but he likes to play muay thai.Originally, Qi Zhong was a geography teacher in the after-school tutoring club, but Yang Qingshui, an older man in his thirties, was too abrupt to go to the exam-oriented education to make up lessons, so he had to sneak into the boxing gym to find out the other party's details.

After swinging the fighting rope for three rounds, Yang Qingshui sat slumped on the ground, "Coach, did you see it? There is a white shimmer in front, and a tunnel..."

"If you still have the strength to speak, you won't die." Fan Dazhi said, "This intensity is far from fighting mode."

Before reaching the fighting mode, Yang Qingshui felt that his soul was about to rush to Tianlinggai and return home, "...do you have a crippled mode here?"

Fan Dazhi said helplessly, "Okay, let's rest." Before Yang Qingshui knelt down to thank him, he heard him say, "Training will continue in 15 minutes."

"..."

On holidays, the boxing gym is filled with the sound of punching and roaring, and there are students in almost every area. Yang Qingshui has been here for ten days, and he has gotten acquainted with every senior brother with his thick skin, but Baba is waiting, Until now, he has not waited for Qi Zhong to come.

On the student column, Yang Qingshui saw the photo of Qi Zhong winning the competition - the Amateur Lightweight Cup, which is not a formal competition, but he could see that Qi Zhong was very enthusiastic, and he was very happy to hold the trophy high and face the camera.

"Do you know him?" Seeing Yang Qingshui staring at the photo without moving, Lu Qiu, the senior brother in the museum, came over and asked curiously.

Yang Qingshui thought for a while, "His father-in-law and I are distant relatives, and we met once at the wedding banquet."

"Oh." Lu Qiu scratched his head, "I never heard of him getting married."

Yang Qingshui took advantage of the situation and asked: "I haven't seen anyone since I've been here for so long, has he stopped punching, or has he moved?"

Lu Qiu recalled, "No way, I saw him pay the venue fee last two weeks. He looks gentle, and he punches so hard, unlike you, who is ready to give up at any time."

"..." Before Yang Qingshui could use the ninth form of Mantis Fist, Lu Qiu laughed and slipped away.

According to Lu Qiu, as long as he waits, the two of them will meet one day, if at that time, he has not been tortured to death by the coach.

Just thinking about it, the coach's loud voice came from a distance: "Xiao Yang, the rest is over, put me on the treadmill!"

……

The boxing gym closed at [-]:[-] p.m., and Qi Zhong was still nowhere to be seen. The undercover mission for the day was declared over.

Several brothers made an appointment to have dinner together, and Yang Qingshui ate along. The barbecue stand on the same street as the boxing gym was full of people, grilled chicken wings, grilled squid, shrimp in salt and pepper bread...a whole table was set up.

Yang Qingshui buried his head in his mouth, and inquired about the news: "I thought you had to practice in the ring, at least to be like you. I saw the photo today. That Qi Zhong looks thin. I didn't expect to be able to KO others."

Brother Zhou Yang's mouth was full of oil, and he wiped it with the back of his hand, "You don't understand. To practice boxing to a certain level is more important than the brain. You must know how to predict. Ah Zhong is very thoughtful, and others can't figure him out, but he If you can see through your opponent's plan, isn't that a win?"

Yang Qingshui tutted softly, "That's absurd, I'm also smart, and I was beaten to the ground by you with big breasts and no brains."

Zhou Yang giggled, and didn't take his teasing seriously, "No, you have to practice to a certain level before you can use your brain. You are still in the kindergarten class."

"Hey!" Lu Qiu waved towards the distant street, "Here!"

Everyone looked over and saw that the man who got off the driver's seat was ordinary-looking, with disheveled short hair and old-fashioned clothes. He looked a few years older than his real age. He waved back and walked towards the barbecue stand.

Yang Qingshui's whole body tensed up immediately, and he looked away and continued eating.The person who came was none other than Qi Zhong.

Qi Zhong walked over, scanned the crowd, and naturally noticed this strange face, greeted him briefly, and sat down opposite Yang Qingshui.

Lu Qiu said: "It's a coincidence that you came, we were talking about you—" It was also because Yang Qingshui mentioned Qi Zhong from time to time that he remembered that he had his contact information, and asked him out by the way.

"Really, what are you talking about?" Qi Zhong smiled cautiously.

The tables of the barbecue stand extend to the curbs on both sides. This hour is the busiest time for business. There is endless chatter, laughter and scolding.

Lu Qiu slapped his head, "I forgot, you two don't know each other yet. This is the new junior brother in the boxing gym, Yang Qingshui, and this is your fellow martial brother, Qi Zhong, who just said that you are good at boxing. I'm going to show you two tricks for my junior brother."

The two nodded at each other, as if they had known each other, Qi Zhong waved his hands, "Not to mention, I just feel so bored in the classroom every day, and I put all my depression into the ring."

Lu Qiu answered, "By the way, Ah Zhong is teaching high school students in the remedial class. What subjects do you teach?"

"Geography." Qi Zhong looked at Yang Qingshui, "What does Xiao Yang do?"

When he asked, everyone at the table laughed, and the smiles gradually became obscene.

Qi Zhong didn't understand, so Yang Qingshui coughed, "...I am a painter of Xiao Huangman." When signing up, Fan Dazhi asked him about his occupation, but Yang Qingshui just made up a nonsense. He didn't expect the recoil to be so profound. He doubted these men They made friends with him, half for this reason.

Unexpectedly, the answer was so novel. Qi Zhong was stunned for a moment, but he didn't give up asking, "Where do you submit the manuscript? I want to read your work when I have time."

The others laughed louder, but Yang Qingshui was secretly startled.Fortunately, in the real world, he does have friends who draw character cartoons for sexy female characters in low-cost games. He knows this industry well enough to deal with outsiders.

At this time, a sharp-eyed brother saw Qi Zhong put the car keys on the table, and shouted, "Have you got a new car, Ah Zhong?"

Invisibly helping Yang Qingshui out of the siege, he heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time looked at the car parked across the street. The silver body was plain, and it could be seen that it was a new car. The brothers were more excited when they talked about the car than adult cartoons. Some people said look The car is a new model of the Z series this year, and the low configuration costs 50. Some people immediately envy it.

"Because of the promotion, unlike women who can make up and dress up, men of our age can only stand by the car to make up for the scene." Qi Zhong blushed slightly, "The previous one was too shabby, so it was scrapped."

"Wow!" Zhou Yang raised his glass excitedly, "Isn't it double happiness? Congratulations!"

"Come on, cheers!"

Qi Zhong toasted with everyone, although he used water instead of wine, he drank in a slightly drunken state, seeing this overjoyed appearance, who would have thought that his wife had died less than half a year ago, and her bones were not cold yet?