Mr. Incompetent Bodyguard

On the way Shen Qingyu drove home, Ji Jin was still in a state of anxiety.From time to time, he lowered the window to breathe, was shivering and closed the window again, then opened it again, and repeated.

Shen Qingyu has been paying attention to him from the corner of his eye.Whenever the car was running smoothly or stopped, he would reach out and shake Ji Jin's hand, trying to transmit his own temperature to him along the skin.

After returning to the underground garage, the two did not get out of the car immediately.Ji Jin grabbed the phone and pressed the lock screen button every few seconds.His phone screen brightened and dimmed, dimmed and brightened again.

"I have to apologize to Brother Liu..." Ji Jin unlocked the screen and clicked on WeChat, but before he could find Brother Liu's profile picture, he buckled the phone upside down on his lap.

"But I really, really have told him many times!" Ji Jin inserted his fingers deeply into his hair, "I don't record reality shows, I don't record reality shows, why can't he understand?! "

Shen Qingyu knew that Ji Jin did not record the reality show because of his illness.The recording time of this kind of program is too long, he dare not be exposed to the camera [-]/[-], and the recording time cannot be grasped, in case he encounters severe depression, he will not be able to complete the work at all.

"Maybe we can have a good chat with Brother Liu..." Shen Qingyu said softly.

Ji Jin immediately turned his head and glared at him: "I've talked to him many times!"

Shen Qingyu knew that it was definitely not the first time that Ji Jin had encountered such a conflict today.There was a barrier in communication between him and Brother Liu. Brother Liu didn't understand the seriousness of the problem, and always thought that Ji Jin was throwing a temper tantrum, thinking that he could slowly persuade Ji Jin.But in Ji Jin's view, Brother Liu ignored his feelings time and time again and broke through his bottom line.

Perhaps Ji Jin shouldn't be allowed to talk about this matter, it is a kind of stimulation to him.Shen Qingyu decided to talk to Su An first by himself. If Su An could be persuaded, perhaps it would be more useful for Su An to communicate with Brother Liu.

Shen Qingyu clasped Ji Jin's hand in his own, and comforted him patiently: "It's okay. Let's go home first."

After going upstairs, Ji Jin's expression was still not good.Constantly touching the phone, it seems to be struggling between whether to send a message to apologize or call to scold.

Shen Qingyu knew that the biggest problem that Ji Jin's disease brought to him was not that it was flammable and explosive, but that it would cause him to be trapped in anxiety for a long time. In fact, flammable and explosive itself is the constant backlog of anxiety consequences.His anxiety is caused by physical functions rather than psychological reasons, so that most of the time he doesn't even know why he is anxious.So when he really encounters something worthy of his resentment and anger, his emotions will be like the magma deposited in the stratum finally finding its way out and erupting quickly—the fissures in the ground are not the cause of the volcanic eruption, it is just a phenomenon.The overpressured magma in the ground is the cause.

And although Shen Qingyu was able to help him turn off the fire when Ji Jin exploded, it was difficult for him to escape from the long-term anxiety.Even medical scientists may not have this ability, maybe only theologians can.

Seeing Ji Jin who was fidgeting obviously on the sofa, Shen Qingyu poured a glass of warm water and walked over.He put the water on the coffee table, squatted down in front of Ji Jin, raised his face and smiled: "A Jin, shall I show you a talent?"

"Talent?" Ji Jin stared at him blankly.

"Shall I... turn four somersaults for you to see?"

Ji Jin: "..."

He scolded softly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Crazy, you..."

"Then do you want to watch it?"

Ji Jin was in a complicated mood.If he said he wanted to see it, he felt that the two of them would be a crazy couple; if he said he didn't want to see it... it seemed that he really wanted to see it a little bit.

Seeing that he didn't object, Shen Qingyu got up and walked to the coffee table.The biggest advantage of Ji Jin's house is that it is big enough. The living room alone is nearly [-] square meters. If you invite a band to come, you can seat two rows of audience.

Shen Qingyu walked to an open place and stopped: "Look good."

He didn't make any preparatory actions. As soon as he finished speaking, he did a somersault on the spot and landed steadily.

Ji Jin was stunned for a moment.Although he is not a singing and dancing singer, he can also dance some simple dances when performing fast songs on stage, and many powerful dancers have accompanied him.He is very aware of how difficult this action is.Shen Qingyu didn't need any help to run up, and easily completed somersaults with bare feet on the inflexible wooden floor. What a strong waist!

After doing a front somersault, Shen Qingyu did a back somersault, followed by two side somersaults, exactly four, extremely stable.

When he returned to Ji Jin, his ears were already a little red, but he still pretended to be calm.As long as he doesn't feel embarrassed, it's someone else who is embarrassed.

Ji Jin knew that he was trying to make himself happy, so his nose felt sore and he wanted to cry, but he felt that it was too embarrassing, so he held back.He patted the seat beside him and motioned Shen Qingyu to sit back.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Ji Jin asked.

"Afraid of you?" Shen Qingyu asked in surprise, "Why are you afraid of you?"

"Because I have a bad temper, and I bit you."

Shen Qingyu frowned and touched his chin, as if he was thinking about this question seriously.

Ji Jin immediately widened his eyes.It looked like Shen Qingyu dared to say that he was afraid that he would have to be bitten again.

Shen Qingyu smiled, pinched Ji Jin's arm, which was not much thicker than a hemp rod, rolled up his sleeves to show Ji Jin the muscles on his arm, and said softly: "Don't look down on me so much. If I'm afraid of you, I'll Isn’t the years of practicing martial arts in vain?”

This answer made Ji Jin relax.He muttered in a low voice, "So what about practicing martial arts? Aren't you ticklish? Scratch you twice and you'll beg for mercy."

Shen Qingyu: "..." If he hadn't given way, would Ji Jin have scratched him!

Anyway, Ji Jin's attention was diverted, and finally he was not so anxious.

After a while, Ji Jin said: "Sometimes I think they are hateful, and sometimes I feel that they treat me well, so I should treat them better."

Shen Qingyu was stunned for a moment before realizing that the phrase "they" should refer to Brother Liu and Su An, or other people in the company.

"I am the most profitable artist in the company, I work hard every day to give them a cut. They always try to force me to do things I don't want to do. I am really angry, how can they do this to me? Why can't they Understand me a little?"

Shen Qingyu listened silently.

"But in fact, many managers help artists take jobs, and they don't ask the artist's consent. The manager makes the decision, and the artist has to listen to the arrangement whether he likes it or not. Brother Liu respects me, and he will still discuss it with me every time." Ji Jin said, "I don't know anything except music. If they don't help me, I'm nothing. They still care about my life..."

"I always lose my temper with them, and after I lose my temper, I regret it. But every time I treat them better, they will repeatedly use the same thing to anger me..."

After Ji Jin finished speaking, he shook his head and rubbed his face with his hands: "I feel like a schizophrenic, I am always swinging between two emotions. I know that others think I am unreasonable, even I feel that I am Irrational... When I'm depressed, I think I'm ridiculous when I'm manic. What makes me so confident for a waste like me? When I'm manic, I wonder if I'm too hypocritical during the depression period. I'm really Is it that painful?"

It's ironic to say that that kind of pain is hard for half of himself to empathize with, yet he expects others to understand.

Shen Qingyu hugged his shoulders and rubbed them vigorously.He didn't want to say words of sympathy and make the atmosphere too bitter and bitter.He just said: "Because you are a genius, God makes you feel things that others can't. Probably God wants to use your hand to bring good music to this world."

Ji Jin was taken aback.He thought for a while, and nodded in agreement: "You're right. Sometimes I really feel that many things are not what I want. It's not that I want to be happy or painful, it's the joy and pain that find me. Music also Same, people have asked me before why I can write so many songs, but I didn't bother to write songs, the music came to my head by itself, I just recorded them."

"...If other singers hear this, they might die of anger..."

Ji Jin finally smiled: "It's their fault, they deserve it, who told them they weren't geniuses!" Although he didn't know how long this kind of thinking would help him, at least he was no longer depressed or anxious at the moment.Shen Qingyu succeeded in making him proud of being a genius.

"Thank you." Ji Jin said.He felt that this world was miraculous, and it seemed that making him suffer from this disease was to make him suffer endless torture, but he happened to meet Shen Qingyu again, and pulled him out of the quagmire several times.

"Don't thank me." Shen Qingyu said, "If you really thank me, you can write a new song and let me be the first listener."

Ji Jin wants to say, don't talk about a song, I will let you listen to all the new songs you want to hear first.But before the words came out, he stopped in time.

"Okay." He looked at Shen Qingyu, "I'm saving a new album recently, and I've already saved more than half of it. If it goes well, it will be released at the end of the year. When the new album is ready, I will give it to you first."

……

The next day was Tuesday, which was also the day Shen Qingyu and Li Rongguang made an appointment.Shen Qingyu got up early as usual, and when he came back from running, he found Ji Jin still sleeping.Ji Jin is off today, so he doesn't have to work.

He had already told Ji Jin two days ago that he had an appointment to fight with someone today.Ji Jin thought it was his hobby, so he agreed without asking any further questions.

Shen Qingyu put the bought breakfast on the table, went back to his room, changed his clothes, and went out.

……

At ten o'clock in the morning, Shen Qingyu came to the gymnasium.

Li Rongguang was waiting for him at the entrance of the gymnasium, and waved to him from a long distance: "Stinky boy, here it is!"

Seeing that Li Rongguang was in a good mood, Shen Qingyu trotted over: "Coach."

Li Rongguang looked him up and down, originally wanting to see how his body was doing recently.Wearing cotton clothes in the cold weather, he couldn't see the muscle lines clearly, but he noticed the scars on Shen Qingyu's fingers.

"What is this?" Li Rongguang grabbed his hand and found that the wound surrounded his fingers, which looked like tooth marks, "You were bitten by a dog?"

"No..." The stitches were removed the day before yesterday, and although it hurts a little if I press it hard, it's no longer a problem.

Shen Qingyu was a little confused about how to explain it, and finally decided to fool the matter: "It's a kitten."

"Kitten?" Li Rongguang was shocked, "Have you raised a cat? When did you raise it?"

"It's not important..." Shen Qingyu thought of the "kitten", couldn't help but hooked the corner of his lower lip, and walked in with Li Rongguang in his arms, "Let's go, let's go in first."

Li Rongguang shook off his hand, and asked angrily, "Have you trained well recently, kid?"

Shen Qingyu nodded.Although he does not have superior training conditions, he has never been lazy for a day.

"I'll know if you've practiced well when you go in later... If you can't do it, it's still too late to retire, lest you embarrass me by going in July!"

Li Rongguang was not forgiving, but his heart was the softest, he immediately thought about Shen Qingyu after he finished his venomous tongue: "The boxing club has already agreed that as long as you can win the competition in July, they will sign you. I know you are an honest kid and don’t know how to bargain. When it’s time to sign the contract, don’t be foolish and sign it by yourself. I’ll come forward to help you negotiate terms, otherwise they will treat you like a newcomer.”

"Oh——" Shen Qingyu was very relaxed in front of the old coach, and nodded slowly, "Fortunately, I have a dishonest coach, otherwise what would I do."

Li Rongguang was stunned for a few seconds, then flew into a rage: "Hey! You boy, you want to be beaten!"

Shen Qingyu laughed loudly and ran to the gym.

As Li Rongguang said, the athletes of Jiangsu Sanda Team are training here today.Seeing Shen Qingyu coming in, many people turned their heads to look at him curiously.

Li Rongguang led Shen Qingyu to say hello to the head coach who led the team, and then said: "You go to warm up first. I'll chat with them, help you choose an opponent, and play a friendly match with you later."

The so-called friendly matches follow the rules of regular matches, but during regular matches fighters will do their best to try to knock out the opponent.But it is definitely not possible to play like this in a friendly match. Both sides have to hold back their strength and click as far as they can.

The gymnasium has a huge space, so Shen Qingyu went to one side to warm up and prepare.

Soon, Li Rongguang helped him choose an opponent for the competition.

Li Rongguang led the man to Shen Qingyu, and introduced: "This is Liang Long, one year older than you, 25 this year, and has practiced Sanda for six years, and just switched to MMA last year."

Shen Qingyu was slightly taken aback when he saw Liang Long.

When he heard Li Rongguang say that he was looking for the Jiangsu Sanda team that day, he thought that Li Xun's husband might be here.Unexpectedly, by such a coincidence, Liang Long was the man on Li Xun's WeChat profile picture.

Shen Qingyu didn't take the initiative to mention Li Xun's matter, but just stretched out his gloved hand.

Liang Long bumped his fists with him, and said with a smile, "My wife is a fighting fan. She likes you very much. There is still a picture of you on the wall of my house. I will ask someone to record our competition later. If I win, I'll send it to my wife, if I lose, forget it."

Shen Qingyu nodded: "Come on."

Liang Long raised his eyebrows in surprise.When Shen Qingyu came in just now, he was watching him secretly.A little disappointed in my heart, Shen Qingyu looked very restrained and humble, completely lacking the aura that a fighter should have.He thought it was because Shen Qingyu had been away from the ring for too long, and his former brilliance had been worn away by life.

But when Shen Qingyu put on the gloves, his eyes and aura suddenly changed.It was as if the seal had been broken.

Liang Long suppressed his smile in an instant, put away his underestimation of the enemy, and entered a state of preparation for battle.Even if it's a friendly match, he will never lose this match in order to show his face in front of his wife!