Mr. Incompetent Bodyguard

The reason why the boxing club came up with the gimmick of "the return of the crocodile" before the game started is because fighting sports are very commercial, and its competitive model is different from other sports.

For new athletes who want to climb up, the most regular path is of course to rely on their own strength and record.From small games to big games, from low-ranked opponents to high-ranked opponents.The more famous and ranked the defeated opponent is, the faster his own ranking will rise.

But just like in martial arts novels, fledgling newcomers like to challenge famous families to quickly improve their status, but most famous families are unwilling to accept the challenge of newcomers.After all, there is no benefit to winning, and heavy losses to lose.The more top fighters tend to cherish their feathers more, they only fight two or three games a year.

Therefore, it is not enough to have a record. Boxers often need to show their own "characteristics" and fame.All professional leagues need to be profitable. If a boxer is famous and unique, can attract more viewers and create a bigger topic, then the organizers of the tournament will of course be more willing to invite this boxer. Only other boxers are willing to "condescend" to fight with him.

So almost all well-known fighters have their own nicknames, and even if they don't, the club has to find a way to give them one.This is the same reason that entertainment companies package stars. The more distinctive the personality, the easier it is to be remembered.

A fighter's nickname sometimes comes from the fighting style and sometimes from the fighter's personality.For example, a boxer who is particularly good at talking trash and making taunts is called a "mouth gun", and a boxer who became famous for his difficult flying kicks is called "Brother Flying Kick".

There are also some very interesting nicknames. For example, Rossi, a female boxer who once won the UFC championship, once claimed that her ovaries are gold mines, and she will never waste these genes at will. She was dubbed "gold mine" by fighting fans. sister".And her boyfriend, who is also a UFC player, got the nickname "Mine Owner" because of this.

Now that Li Rongguang mentioned the nickname, it shows that Boxer Club is already planning for the commercial packaging after signing Shen Qingyu.

It stands to reason that this is good news, but Shen Qingyu didn't express anything.He grunted and said, "Let's talk about it later."

"What's more?" Li Rongguang thought he was not sure, and asked, "Didn't you practice in Thailand for three years? You should be better at Muay Thai now, right?" The crocodile tail wagging is a move in Muay Thai.

"Hmm..." Shen Qingyu lowered his head and tightened the buckle of his glove again, "I can't tell during the match."

"I didn't ask you to promise, anyway, do it if you can." Li Rongguang smiled, "Aren't you very confident, kid? I believe in you, it should be fine!"

Shen Qingyu twitched the corner of his mouth, not very interested in this topic.He lowered his head and set up his boxing frame, continuing to train.

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After practicing boxing in the evening, Shen Qingyu invited Li Rongguang to dinner.The two found a small restaurant near the boxing gym. After ordering, the waiter asked, "Do you two want something to drink?"

Li Rongguang looked at Shen Qingyu: "Let me have two bottles of beer. What about you?"

Shen Qingyu raised a palm: "Bring five bottles first."

Li Rongguang was surprised: "You drink so much?"

"A few bottles of beer are okay?"

Athletes drink a little alcohol occasionally, as long as they don't drink too much, it doesn't matter much.Li Rongguang didn't say anything.

There is a TV hanging on the wall of the small restaurant, and a variety show is playing at the moment.After serving the guests, the waiter sits at an empty table, cracks melon seeds and watches TV.Shen Qingyu and Li Rongguang were attracted by the sound of the TV, and they watched it one after another.

After a while, the beer and some appetizers were served first. Li Rongguang grabbed the wine bottle and took two sips, sighing comfortably: "It's still comfortable to drink!"

Shen Qingyu took an empty glass and poured wine into it.

"Hey," Li Rongguang picked up the peanuts and put them into his mouth, chatting casually while chewing, "How did you practice when you were in Thailand? Did you have a coach to guide you?"

Shen Qingyu picked up the cup and took a sip: "It's not considered an official coach, just go to practice for a while when you hear that a boxing gym is good, and change to another one if you feel that you can't learn anything."

"Yo? It's ok. If no one is staring at you, you can persevere. Isn't that completely relying on self-consciousness?" Li Rongguang was very emotional, "I didn't stare at you little bastards all day ago. I thought you would be useless if no one took care of you. I didn't expect... Hey, you have indeed grown up."

Shen Qingyu thought of the past, nostalgic and sighed: "When I first started learning martial arts, I liked it. I practiced when I was happy, and I stopped practicing when I was not happy. Later, I found out that it can make money, so I started to learn martial arts. Make money as the goal, as if I boxed to make money... until one day I couldn't make money, and I couldn't punch, and I realized that it was the latter that was more fatal to me."

He turned the cup in his hand and said in a low voice: "So it's not self-discipline, it's because I found it more difficult to give up this thing than to persist in it... naturally I persisted."

Li Rongguang looked at him in surprise.To be honest, anyone who can become a martial arts athlete must like martial arts. First, the love of violence, fighting, and victory is engraved in the genes of men. Second, this profession is too bitter. Not until the day of the ring.Undoubtedly, Shen Qingyu made a big mistake when he fought black boxing five years ago, but fame and fortune are a double-edged sword. There are far more people who ruin themselves in the pursuit of fame and fortune than those who have truly achieved fame.

Li Rongguang has been a coach for so many years and has seen too many examples.But it was the first time he saw someone who could find his true heart after being lost.

"Come on." Li Rongguang raised the wine bottle, "Boy, I'll toast you."

Shen Qingyu hurriedly raised his cup to greet him: "I should respect the coach."

The two clinked glasses, raised their heads and drank it down.

The dishes were brought to the table one by one, and the master and apprentice chatted, drank and ate the dishes one by one.

The shop gradually filled up with people chatting about their own topics, the TV on the wall kept playing loudly, and the small restaurant was buzzing with people.

Such scenes full of fireworks can actually be seen everywhere.

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Three years ago, Thailand.

PL is a small tavern located in Pattaya. At four o'clock in the afternoon, the bar has not yet reached the busiest time, and there are few customers in the store.The young bartender was tidying up the bar lazily. He had been wiping the same tabletop with the rag in his hand for a minute, and he never took his eyes off the TV screen hanging on the wall.

This is a tavern opened by Thai Chinese. The owner and waiters are all Chinese, and there are many Chinese customers, so the TV shows are also Chinese programs——that is a talent show that is very popular in China right now.

"Dinglingling..." The wind chime rang at the door, the bartender turned his head and saw a guest walking in with a cane.

The location of this tavern is relatively remote, and many of the guests are regular customers nearby.The small bar immediately recognized the person as a Chinese boxer from a nearby boxing gym, and couldn't help being surprised: "Brother Yu? What's wrong with your leg? Broken?"

There happened to be a few transvestites in the tavern, and when they saw a tall, strong and handsome guy coming in, their eyes sparkled even though they were on crutches.They pointed and talked in whispers, and the boldest even whistled at the man.

The visitor looked indifferent, walked to the bar on crutches without looking sideways: "I want to buy wine."

The little bartender asked, "What kind of wine would Brother Yu want to buy?"

"Easy to get drunk, I bought it and took it away."

The bartender was taken aback.Their tavern not only sells alcohol, but also drinks and food.Boxers are very taboo to drink too much. Most of the time when they come here, they only order drinks and snacks, and occasionally drink a little wine to add to the fun.But the requirement of "easy to get drunk" sounded more than just a simple addition to the fun.

He couldn't help but glanced at Shen Qingyu's right leg, which was in plaster, and probably guessed why he bought the wine.He didn't know if it was because of the dim light in the tavern, but he even felt that Shen Qingyu's eyes were a little swollen, as if he had just cried.

"Alcohol is easy to get drunk." The small bar smiled apologetically, and kindly did not recommend too strong alcohol, "Just buy some beer. The beer is convenient to take away, and the others are not convenient to take."

Shen Qingyu didn't know much about wine, so he nodded: "Then get me half a dozen beers."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go to the back and help you install it."

The bartender left the bar, Shen Qingyu leaned against the bar and waited, looking at the opposite wall out of focus.The TV on the wall was still playing, and his eyes were drawn to it unconsciously.

A man with dyed silver hair, a blue leather jacket, and fancy accessories all over his body walked onto the stage, and Shen Qingyu couldn't help but frowned.He doesn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, and he doesn't understand fashion. In reality, he has seen all Thai ladyboys who dress up in a similar style.I couldn't help but two words popped up in my heart: exaggerated!

The camera moves with the pompous man, who walks to a grand piano and sits down, raises his hands, and strikes a pose on the piano.

Shen Qingyu was slightly taken aback.When the man sat down in front of the piano, the exaggerated feeling suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding lights also dimmed. He seemed to be the only luminous body on the stage.

As soon as his fingers pressed the first key, the music poured out from under his fingers like water.

"I run forward/

Go there and chase my dreams/

Even if dark clouds obscure the direction/

The road is muddy and thorny/

I'm still running forward/

Leave my footprints step by step/

I don't care how many times I've been hurt/

I don't care whether it's regrettable to give everything /

Even if they laugh at my stubbornness and recklessness/

I'm still running hard/

You have to ride through the storm to see the sun..."

The lyrics are inspirational, but the style of this song is not passionate, but gentle to the extreme.Shen Qingyu has not listened to many songs. This is the first time he heard someone not interpreting running and chasing dreams hoarsely, but sitting in front of the piano and singing this song with tenderness and even a bit of sadness. Song.

He sat in front of the TV and unconsciously lost his mind.

The little bartender packed half a dozen drinks and came back with the bag in hand. Seeing Shen Qingyu's teary eyes, he couldn't help being stunned.Shen Qingyu came back to his senses, quickly wiped his eyes, and asked, "How much?"

"Three hundred and six..."

Shen Qingyu took out the baht and put it on the bar, hung the wine bag on the crutch, turned and walked out.

Before the singer on TV finished singing, he took two steps and stopped suddenly: "Who is this person? What song is he singing?"

Seeing his chin facing the direction of the TV, the small bar hurriedly replied: "This is a domestic talent show that has become popular recently. His name is Ji Jin, and he is a contestant. I don't know what the song is called, but this guy is pretty cool." Talented, many of his songs are written by himself."

Shen Qingyu didn't say anything, and left the tavern on crutches.

There is an eight-story residential building next to the tavern. The management of the small Thai town is chaotic, and the roof door is not locked all year round. Ten minutes later, Shen Qingyu came to the rooftop with the wine.He walked to the edge of the roof, let go of his crutches, sat down on the ground, opened a can of wine and began to drink.

The word "persevere" can be finished in less than a second with a grin and a posse of lips.But in the long process, the heartache of suffering, the pain of frustration, and the confusion of losing hope can't be finished for days and nights.

In the first year after retiring, he was hesitant to continue fighting.Finally, he made up his mind and came to Thailand for training. He thought he could find his way in a foreign country and prove himself, but what he came to was a ghostly place where his dignity and pride were crushed inch by inch!

He has lost every fight, he knows that jokes about him have spread in several boxing gyms, a Chinese boxer who stands on the ring like a wooden stake, challenges everywhere and embarrasses everywhere.He didn't know whether he was not acclimatized or was hit by a ghost. Why couldn't he punch or lift his legs once he stood on the ring that had brought him so much glory? !

In yesterday's game, he finally overcame his mental barrier and swept a leg, but was blocked by the opponent with a knee raised and pressed down, directly breaking his calf tibia!

Broken bones can heal, but wounds left in the heart are not so easy to heal.He knew he was useless.He can't fight anymore, and he can't be in the ring anymore.He has no relatives who he cares about, and few friends left. If he loses the ring again, what's the point of living in this world?Wasting food?Or become the laughing stock of others?

He finished one can of wine, threw the can away, and opened the second can.

In order to become an athlete, he gave up a lot of things. He did not smoke, drink or be close to women. His last wish was to experience what it was like to be drunk before leaving this world. After all, his 21 years of life have not been so bad.

Five empty soda cans soon appeared in his hand. He didn't know if he was drunk, but he felt hot all over his body and his movements became a little sluggish.He picked up the last can, recalling the people who were too late to say goodbye one by one in his mind.Inexplicably, the silver-haired singer on TV just now appeared in his mind.

He thought for a while, put down his beer, took out his phone and searched for Ji Jin, and quickly found "Run" that he hadn't finished listening to in the bar just now.He clicked on the video.Standing the mobile phone next to the railing, I opened the last can of wine and sent a farewell song to my life.

A handsome silver-haired young man sat in front of the piano and sang softly.

"I run forward/

Freedom is my reward/

No matter how stormy the world is,

Don't give up easily

keep running/

Brave people will always get flowers and applause /

I don't care how much I've been hurt/

I don't care if everything I gave is regrettable/

Even if they don't understand my insistence/

Someday I will shine brightest/"

Shen Qingyu burst into tears unknowingly, couldn't help cursing "fuck" in a low voice, and raised his arm to wipe away the tears on his face.what is this?Why let him hear this kind of song at this time? !

After 4 minutes, a song was sung, and the wine was not finished yet, so he rewound the video to the beginning and played it again.

The night wind was blowing up, the sunset glow was slightly drunk, the singing on the phone repeated four or five times, but the last sip of wine could not be drunk no matter what.

Shen Qingyu picked up the phone, stood up on crutches and looked under the railing.

The night market downstairs has already started to be lively, with a lot of traffic and people coming and going. Some people on the road are smiling, some are downcast, some are hanging shoulders, and some are alone.He didn't know those people, and those people didn't know him.People are living their lives, no one is paying attention to him, and no one is laughing at him.

Shen Qingyu stayed on the roof for a while, until the evening wind made him a little cold, he finally turned around on crutches, softly hummed the melody that was constantly circulating in his mind, and slowly went downstairs.

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Ji Jin sat on the sofa and scrolled through Weibo boredly, raising his eyes to check the time from time to time: it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and Shen Qingyu hadn't come back yet!

He finally couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Shen Qingyu: "About what time will you be back?"

After pressing the send button, he waited with his mobile phone in his hand. After about a minute, the reply did not come, but the sound of the elevator door opening came from the entrance.

Ji Jin hurriedly looked in the direction of the entrance, and soon saw Shen Qingyu changed into slippers and came out of the corner.

"Why did you come back so late?" Ji Jin threw the phone aside.When Shen Qingyu went out, he only said to go out to practice boxing for a while, and usually he would go home before dinner when he said so.

Shen Qingyu didn't speak, and walked slowly to the sofa and sat down.

Ji Jin noticed that his face was flushed and his movements were relatively slow, so he asked in surprise, "Have you been drinking?"

Shen Qingyu nodded slightly.With a tired face, he closed his eyes and rested on the sofa.He didn't feel satisfied after drinking three bottles at first, and added two more bottles, and finally drank five bottles of beer in total.

Ji Jin asked: "Aren't you drunk?"

Shen Qingyu shook his head.He was still conscious, but he felt his body was very hot, so he couldn't help tugging at his collar.

Ji Jin frowned speechlessly, went into the kitchen to fiddle for a while, brought out a glass of water and put it in front of Shen Qingyu: "Drink some honey water, hangover."

Shen Qingyu closed his eyes and ignored him.

Ji Jin waited for a while, and felt that he was asleep, so he leaned over in surprise, and stretched out his hand in front of his eyes: "Hey, are you sleepy? Don't sleep on the sofa."

He shook a few times, and Shen Qingyu felt that the change of the light source was annoying, so he grabbed his wrist.Ji Jin struggled in surprise, Shen Qingyu was so strong that he couldn't pull his hand away.

Shen Qingyu finally opened his eyes slowly, looking at Ji Jin with dark and deep eyes.

Ji Jin's wrist was clasped by him, and his face was very close to him. His heartbeat was empty for a beat at first, and then quickly accelerated.

"Are you okay?" He asked cautiously, feeling his throat tighten slightly.

Shen Qingyu remained silent.Ji Jin felt that his eyes seemed to be staring at him, and he seemed to have lost his mind—fuck, this guy is not really drunk, is he?

After a few more seconds, Shen Qingyu's eyes refocused and fell on Ji Jin's face.

"Why did you kiss me?" He suddenly threw out this question without thinking, his tone was a bit confused, but also a bit serious.

Ji Jin was stunned: "What?" What nonsense are you talking about?How much alcohol did you drink?

Shen Qingyu raised his free hand, touched his lips, and repeated his question again: "Why did you kiss me that night?"

Ji Jin stared at him blankly.

In an instant, five thunders struck the top, Ji Jin opened his mouth half-open, unable to utter a word for a long time.

"You, you, you were awake that day?!"

Shen Qingyu nodded slightly.

Ji Jin's whole body was struck by lightning, neither admitting it nor denying it was right.The two looked at each other, but were speechless.

Until the six gods returned to their positions, Ji Jin's brain began to operate rapidly, and countless distracting thoughts and thoughts flooded his mind.

——Shen Qingyu knew that he had kissed him?Did you know that day?Then why keep pretending not to know, without any reaction? ?

——No, not right!He suddenly proposed to resign to play the game. Was it because of this that he found an excuse to escape? ?

——But if he wanted to escape, why did he still make omelet rice to make himself happy?Why are you still so gentle with yourself?What on earth is he thinking? ?

Shen Qingyu waited for a long time and got a little impatient for Ji Jin's answer.He clicked his tongue and raised his hand to hook Ji Jin's neck.

This ambiguous movement seemed to strike another thunderbolt on Ji Jin's head and heart, making all the distracting thoughts in his mind disappear without a trace, and he even stopped breathing. The whole person stared at Shen Qingyu stiffly, waiting for him to sentence him.

After a while, Shen Qingyu pulled him into his arms and kissed his lips.