Chapter 49:

Zhuang Yan's eyes fell on Ke Hongli's body. Under the bright lights, it looked like a ferocious beast. Ke Hongli's heart shivered and he didn't dare to slacken his footsteps. He also lamented why he was so unlucky? Finally, he entered Zhuang Yan and met Zhuang Yan.
Today Zhuang Yan doesn't drink fake wine anymore. Didn't he come up and give him points?
Before the game, his coach also told him that many boxers will often collapse after encountering a failure. The previous failure will leave an indelible shadow in their hearts. Zhuang Yan does not look like this now. Psychological shadow.
I am more like the one with psychological shadows.
Ke Hongli sighed silently in your heart. You said that what to do if Zhuang Yan would revenge on the boxing ring for the previous game?
When Ke Hongli thought about the last match between Zhuang Yan and Hou Litian, Zhuang Yan punched Hou Litian on the ground. Ke Hongli recalled that he felt his chin hurt.
After ringing the bell, Zhuang Yan saw that Ke Hongli had not shot, thinking he was testing himself. After observing for a while, he discovered that Ke Hongli was actually distracted.
Zhuang Yan will laugh out. Does the person in front of him think he will be drugged this time like he did last time?
He collected his extra thoughts, quickly punched, directly broke Ke Hongli's fist rack, and hit him in front of him.
This time Ke Hongli's chin really hurt. He staggered back two steps, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell on the ground.
The audience was in an uproar. Although Ke Hongli's level was only average compared to that of Zhuang Yanlai, but it was less than five seconds after the game, he was hit by a punch and it was too uncomfortable. Today Did Ke Hongli drink fake wine?
No need, no need at all.
The tens of thousands of boxing fans in the forum will buy Ke Hongli and win the most, which is double digits. Who wouldn't think of Ke Hongli playing fake punches on the stage?
This fall made Ke Hongli fully awake. As a professional boxer, he just thought about the messy things on the boxing ring. It was really too bad. Here, no matter who his opponent is, there should be only one in his heart. The idea is to win.
When Ke Hongli stood up from the boxing ring again, the breath from his entire body had changed, and the expression on his face became more serious.
This game was officially started at this time.
Since Ke Hongli was able to enter the semi-finals of the Xiang Wang Cup, he was not at all advantageous. He was a left-hander, which means he was better at the right hand than the left hand at the back, and ordinary boxers rarely met in the game. Left-handed, left-handed movements are completely opposite to what they usually encounter, and they are not used to it. In training on weekdays, it is also difficult to find a left-handed sparring partner with yourself.
However, Zhou Fei previously considered that Zhuang Yan might encounter Ke Hongli again in the game this time, so he specially trained Zhuang Yan for this period of time. When the opponent is left-handed, he should be as close as possible to the opponent. On the right side, hit the opponent's right side, so that the opponent does not have enough room to play.
Zhuang Yan took the lead in attacking again, Ke Hongli raised his hand to block, while a left fist waved towards Zhuang Yan, Zhuang Yan escaped lightly, and then the two quickly separated.
According to the strategy at the time of training, Zhuang Yan was as close to Ke Hongli's right side as possible, and attacked his right side as much as possible. With his unpredictable footsteps, Ke Hongli couldn't hold back.
Ke Hongli's advantage was completely inferior under Zhuang Yan's repeated attacks. If he crossed his body and slammed his fist into Zhuang Yan's body, he would have no power, but if he only defended and did not attack, his power would not be Zhuang Yan at all. His opponent, his ability to fight is not very strong.
Ke Hongli only felt that his limbs were bound by ropes, and he was restricted everywhere.
Zhuang Yan ’s fists became more and more fierce, breaking Ke Hongli ’s defense, driving straight into Ke Hongli ’s chin, waiting for Ke Hongli to react, his right fist had kept up, all this happened in just a few seconds Inside, Zhuang Yan's fist was too fierce, and Ke Hongli was beaten. The whole person was in a trance. It seemed that he could still hear the sound of tissue shifting in his brain.
Then he hit Ke Hongli's lower jaw with a left upper hook, and his right fist followed closely. With this combination of punches, Ke Hongli felt that he would be concussed.
Ke Hongli's coach all over the stage shouted out to guide him. He subconsciously tried to escape, and as a result, two punches to the right of his shoulder and ribs made him feel pain.
The distance between the two people was once again widened, and Zhuang Yan's expression did not seem to have changed much, but in Ke Hongli's eyes, he only felt that he was more terrible than before.
The boxing fans under the stage were very excited. They seemed to link this game with the game between Zhuang Yan and Ke Hongli many years ago. At that time, on the boxing ring, Zhuang Yan should be like this. Fighting back.
Their voices are getting louder and louder, and all kinds of voices are mixed, they ca n’t hear what they are saying, even the boss who does n’t know much about boxing is also infected by the atmosphere of the scene , I just felt my blood was boiling and wanted to stand up and cheer for the players on the boxing ring.
Ke Hongli was forced to the corner, and Zhuang Yan's jab was smashed down like raindrops, letting people escape inevitable, avoiding inevitable, all around him under the shadow of Zhuang Yan.
When Ke Hongli used to train in the club, he used to hear Zhuang Yan ’s predecessors talk about Zhuang Yan. They blow Zhuang Yan up and down, saying that he seemed to be breaking into WBO. At that time, he did n’t take it seriously. Even if Zhuang Yan is even more powerful, it is only at the same level as Wu Lianshui. He had the luck of playing a game with Wu Lianshui. Although he feels stronger than him, he is not as powerful as his predecessors.
Now he finally understands that before he was wrong, what is the level of Wu Lianshui and Zhuang Yan? It is obviously much worse, and it is almost a difference. If Zhuang Yan did not withdraw from the boxing world at that time, how could this boxing champion have Wu Lianshui?
Finally, Ke Hongli's jaw was hit with a heavy punch again. He tilted his head and the mouth guard flew out. The whole person seemed to fly.
The audience's voice gradually became regular, and they shouted Zhuang Yan's name.
"Zhuang Yan!"
"Zhuang Yan!"
"Zhuang Yan!"
"..."
Those sounds seemed to coincide with the cries that Zhuang Yan heard when he was lying on the boxing platform a long time ago. Everything seemed to be back to that day, but the loser this time was no longer him.
Ke Hongli finally couldn't support it and fell to the ground. His whole bones were scattered and his eyelids were sore. He just felt that playing this game with Zhuang Yan would save him a few years of life.
The referee came over to start the countdown, "Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven ..."
The boxing fans under the stage also counted down together. The scene in front of them and the scene in the past coincided at a certain moment, but soon the right side could be distinguished.
"... Three, two, one!"
Ke Hongli never stood up from the boxing ring, which was a little worse than Zhuang Yan's.
At that time, after being knocked down on the boxing ring, Zhuang Yan climbed up again three times, but each time it was nothing more than a needless struggle. When he later experienced the most powerful drug effects, even the people in front of him could not see clearly The hands and feet are completely useless, and they are completely used as sandbags by Ke Hongli.
At that time, Zhou Fei saw his anomaly under the stage and desperately shouted to him to let him quickly concede defeat, but Zhuang Yan did not listen to him, and had to hit the last minute.
As a result, he was forced to the corner of the boxing ring by Ke Hongli. It happened that the guardrail was loose, and he fell directly. The steel plate under the boxing box was just pestle on his waist. He was unconscious on the spot.
Finally, there is no need to count down.
After the countdown, it took a while for Ke Hongli to get up from the boxing ring hard, and walked to the center of the boxing ring. The referee stood between him and Zhuang Yan. With the voice of the host, Zhuang Yan Raised his hand high.
Tide-like applause from the audience rushed onto the stage, and countless flashes on Zhuang Yan's face, interlaced in time and space, and finally returned to the correct track again.
Qin Ruoshui looked up at Zhuang Yan on the boxing platform, raised his hands and clapped with the other boxing fans.
Zhuang Yan's eyes glanced across the crowd, and he just met Qin Ruoshui. Although Mr. Qin still only showed a pair of eyes, he always felt that those eyes had revealed a lot of information for him.
Every time when Mr. Qin looked at him like this, he couldn't help himself. He wanted to rush over and say a few heartbreaking words to Mr. Qin.
A few years ago, when I heard that a senior had won the championship of the Xiang Wang Cup boxing competition, he used his gold belt and trophy directly as a wedding gift, and gave it to his favorite person. Then their children came out the following year. When he got the golden belt of Xiang Wang Cup, if he gave it to the sir, would the sir be happy and agree to his request for marriage proposal.
Hey, love hasn't been discussed yet. Isn't it a bit quick to rush to the proposal proposal?
However, according to the temper of the husband, he seemed to be more likely to directly expel him from the Qin family after listening to his tiger and wolf.
Hey, Zhuang Yan sighed silently in his heart, it was really annoying and balding.
After the two boxers stepped off the stage and returned to the backstage, there were still three games left. Some boxing fans in the audience stayed to watch the next game, and some simply went home to dinner. Qin Ruoshui and Qin Butler should also leave, but Qin Ruoshui has not moved on the chair. After a while, looking at Proust seems to want to go to the backstage to find Zhuang Yan. Qin Ruoshui spoke lightly to the butler: Go back first. "
"Okay, sir."
Butler Qin got up and walked towards Proust. After speaking with Proust, he looked back at Qin Ruoshui from the seat and walked backstage.
It always feels that Mr. thinks that he and Proust will be annoying for a while, so he chooses to let him take Proust back first.
Although this feeling is somewhat inexplicable, it is not groundless.
I always feel that Mr. Zhuang Yan is not an ordinary old father's mentality.
Weird, weird.
Qin Ruoshui came to the background and stood outside the changing room. Zhuang Yan pushed out the door and saw Qin Ruoshui coming. He immediately thought that he had sent the shorts here to Qin Ruoshui last time, and then his old face red.
Zhuang Yan somewhat uncomfortably pulled off the collar of the dress and asked Qin Ruoshui: "How did you come here?"
"It's okay, come and see."
Zhuang Yan said, he automatically helped Qin Ruoshui to complete this sentence. He must have come to see him.
However, Zhuang Yan still has doubts. It stands to reason that the background of the stadium should not be let in casually. Why can Mr. Qin come and go freely? Are those people confused by the beauty of the husband?
I really want to hide Mr. Qin at home.
Zhuang Yan gave himself a slap silently in his heart, he was really abnormal.
Zhuang Yan packed all the changed clothes into his backpack, and then followed Qin Ruoshui away from the back door. Qin Ruoshui walked very slowly, and it seemed that he would stop after a while. From the back door to the parking lot in front, it was indeed quite good For a long time, Zhuang Yan observed for a while and couldn't help but ask softly: "If you feel uncomfortable, I will help you."
Qin Ruoshui glanced at Zhuang Yan sideways, and didn't speak, but then went more reluctantly.
Zhuang Yan frowned, knowing that Qin Ruoshui was born arrogant and did not want to be soft in front of others. Now it is almost impossible for him to say that he needs help.
With a sigh in my heart, Zhuang Yan pulled out a pair of new gloves from the backpack behind him. After putting it on, he stepped forward and walked to Qin Ruoshui's arm, holding Qin Ruoshui's arm, and said softly, "Sir, I help To you. "
Qin Ruoshui glanced at Zhuang Yan, his expression slightly hesitant, but he didn't pull his arm away from Zhuang Yan's hand.
Zhuang Yan controlled his pace and tried to make Qin Ruoshui as comfortable as possible. Mr. Qin's legs did not know what was going on, and there was no hope of a complete recovery.
However, since he can safely put all his weight on himself, can he prove that he really likes himself a little bit?
When he finishes the finals, he must study how to break through this relationship with Qin Ruoshui.
Although this road is a bit far away, the two of them felt that they would have finished soon.
Qin Butler stood beside Qin's car, watching Zhuang Yan holding Qin Ruoshui from a distance, froze for a moment, and hurried up to meet him.
Mr. leaned on Zhuang Yan at this time, almost the whole person leaned over and pressed on Zhuang Yan, what's wrong? Are you injured?
Qin's housekeeper stopped and questioned, turning back and forth between Qin Ruoshui and Zhuang Yan, asking Zhuang Yan: "How did you help Mr. over?"
Zhuang Yan glanced at Qin Ruoshui and saw that Qin Ruoshui lowered his eyes and did not speak. He wanted to come to the Qin housekeeper to understand the condition of his husband. He said softly to the Qin housekeeper, "I think Mr. Qin is uncomfortable, so I helped Put. "
When will Qin Ruoshui still feel uncomfortable? Still using people to walk? Qin's housekeeper has been his housekeeper for so many years, knowing that Qin Ruoshui's two legs have no problem at all, he just doesn't want to go, or, to say, he is too lazy to go.
Qin's stewards cast doubtful eyes on Qin Ruoshui. Qin Ruoshui is still a calm and relaxed look, without any slight guilty conscience.
Butler Qin blinked, did Mr. really have a problem with his leg?
Anyway, let's get in the car first
After getting in the car, Qin's housekeeper was still a little uneasy. He looked back at Qin Ruoshui who was sitting in the back several times. Finally, he couldn't help but asked Qin Ruoshui: "Sir, shall we go to the hospital for a while?"
"Why do you go to the hospital?"
"Your legs?"
Hearing Qin's housekeeper asking Qin Ruoshui about his legs, Zhuang Yan, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but also followed his ears, wanting to overhear two sentences.
Qin Ruoshui narrowed his eyes, and after a while, he replied: "It's useless, it's useless to go."
What he said was that it was useless to go, not that it was okay. Qin's steward looked at Qin Ruoshui more worried. Is the husband really hurt?
The words in Zhuang Yan's ears are the same as what Qin's butler thought. The husband is too selfish. If he is uncomfortable, he should sit in a wheelchair. How can he walk with him for such a long time.
After returning to the Qin family, the Qin housekeeper went to the third floor with great anxiety, went to Qin Ruoshui, and asked what happened to his body.
As a result, Qin Ruoshui stood easily in front of the balcony and said, "Isn't it okay?"
When did you say that? Did he say that in his car?
Qin's housekeeper knew that Qin Ruoshui was not a fart at all. The reason why he was lame in front of Zhuang Yan ... Is this the old father's test of his son?
Can't understand, can't understand ...
The relationship between father and son in the new century is really a big problem.
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Wu Lianshui left the stadium as soon as the game was over. He called his coach and told the opponent, "Ke Hongli failed."
The coach nodded and said four words: "Unsurprisingly."
"There are three days to go to the final. If we don't do it again, Zhuang Yan will meet me after the final." Wu Lianshui's voice was eager. He didn't know how Zhuang Yan got over it. There is no way to completely dissipate the shadow.
The coach looked up at the live broadcast on the screen. He shook his head and said to Wu Lianshui: "What are you in a hurry? Isn't this three days away?"
"It's only three days."
"Three days is very long and can do many things."
For example, discuss with the boxing center that all fighters with black history will be banned. For example, they can contact some people around Zhuang Yan and give him medicine again.
There are many ways to make Zhuang Yan unable to make it to the final. Wu Lianshui really doesn't need to mess up his position first.
The coach comforted him and said: "Don't think about other things these days, practice well. I assure you that the last opponent you meet will definitely not be Zhuang Yan."
Wu Lianshui rested a little, "Then the next thing will be yours."
"You can rest assured."
After the phone call with Wu Lianshui was hung up, the coach called the boxing center, and after making a deal with the other party, he finally came up with his intention: "Do you think black boxers should be punished?"
"This ..." The boxing center probably guessed the coach's intentions. He said, "We have to go back and discuss."
Boxers who fight counterfeit punches should indeed have appropriate punishments, but it is up to them to consider how to punish them.
Wu Lianshui could not wait for them to discuss for such a long time. He threatened on the phone: "My time is limited. I hope you can come up with a charter as soon as possible. The Wu family sponsorship can vote in other places besides the boxing center. . "
"I don't know what you mean?"
"Boxers with black history are banned for two years, those with bad plots are banned for five years."
Such as Zhuang Yan, naturally belongs to the bad plot.
The author has something to say:
Yesterday I went out to play for a day, but I forgot to set the time in the background, sorry, sorry