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Chapter 28
It was only when he fell on the ring on the first day of the first year that he realized that the sound of "dang" that Coach He called was the opening gong.
"Countdown to the second." Coach He clawed at the guardrail.
Still counting the seconds?
On the first day of the new year, he jumped up before his rival came to count the seconds.
Yueyue still had an arrogant expression, probably because she felt a sense of accomplishment in knocking the Sweeper to the ground with one punch, and her eyes were full of disdain.
"Pay attention to the pace." Coach He said beside him.
pace?
At what pace?
He hadn't practiced his steps and movements at all.
Can you kick up? He kicks sandbags every day...
It seems that as a sweeping monk, all the moves have to be comprehended when sweeping the floor.
Five hundred yuan, not one five hundred, but many five hundred.
"Dang!" Coach He shouted again.
This time, didn't stand still anymore, but after all, had no actual combat experience, so could only quickly raise hand to block it when Yueyue punched again.
In fact, if it weren't for the "dang" he didn't know what the hell he was, he should have been able to block the first punch. He had no actual combat experience in boxing, but he had a lot of experience in being punched by fists.
When Yueyue attacked with a swinging fist for the second time, he bent down to dodge, and then immediately took advantage of his lower body to shoot an uppercut when he straightened up.
From this angle, Yueyue was able to protect herself, but on the first day of the first year, the punch was very powerful. After all, she was a floor sweeper. The fist passed directly between Yueyue's protective fists and hit him on the chin.
"One!" Coach He shouted.
In the first year of junior high school, can guess that this is counting valid points, but when shout like this, it is especially like in the previous military training.
Yueyue punched again, he immediately defended, and this punch hit the glove.
But followed by another punch, in the chest, then another in the arm, his defensive posture was deformed, and he was finally punched in the face again.
The good thing is that amateur gloves are thick.
At the beginning of his mind, he decided to fight for 500 yuan.
Yueyue has only been practicing for a few months, and he hasn't been idle for a few months. He can do basic movements, but he just doesn't know how to use it.
Yueyue had already demonstrated it to him, just follow it.
Following Yueyue's example, he faltered his left and right feet alternately twice, then hit his face with a straight right punch, defended with a left punch, hit his chest with a straight right punch, followed by a left swing, but not the arm. , hit Yueyue on the head, and when Yueyue was shaking, he simultaneously punched Yueyue with a straight right fist in the face.
Combination of punches, all right.
"Beautiful!" Xiaolin shouted.
"Good!" Coach He applauded.
Yueyue was attacked by her own upgraded version of the move, and she was a little unconvinced, and immediately attacked again.
On the first day of the first day of the first year, he was hiding and defending, and when he quickly retreated to the corner of the guardrail, Coach He clapped his hands: "Don't keep retreating! Offensive and offensive sweeping the floor!"
He immediately followed Yueyue's previous attack in the same way. Although it didn't fully meet the target, he also hit it.
He is very experienced in being beaten on the first day of junior high school. When he is beaten, he will always pay attention to the opponent's movements. Although it is to protect himself by predicting in advance, this kind of experience is actually quite useful in this kind of battle. .
After two rounds of attacks, Yueyue was a little anxious. At first glance, he could see that the steps under his feet were not as steady as before. When he wanted to seize the opportunity to have another round, his nemesis shouted: "Dang! The first round is over. "
"How fast?" The first day of the first year was stunned, then looked back at Coach He.
"Come here." Coach He beckoned.
He walked to the corner, and Coach He gave him a thumbs up: "I saw that your kid has talent."
"How many times and how many rounds?" Chu Yi asked.
"You little novice, two rounds are enough, just play and learn from each other," Coach He tilted his head at Xiaolin, "Tell him about it."
"I just played pretty well, I learned so fast," Xiaolin said, "Don't keep backing when you dodge, try to bend over, you're... short, and you can take advantage of this, in fact, he's not very good at defending you. Defend."
"Yeah." Chu nodded.
"Also, keep your mind, I found that you are quite calm," Xiaolin glanced at Yueyue, "That child is a little anxious, and his movements are easily deformed when he is in a hurry. Keep an eye on him and attack from below."
"Okay." The first day of the first year bumped into the glove.
calm down? Of course, calm down. He has seen such scenes a lot, and every time he is the one who parries, after so many years of training, it is difficult not to calm down.
"Five hundred dollars." Xiaolin patted his shoulder.
"Five hundred yuan." The first day jumped.
If only Yan Hang was here.
If Yan Hang can see how he is now learning how to fight with Yueyue, he will be very pleasantly surprised.
His movements are definitely not as good-looking as Yueyue, but every punch he punches is firm, and this feeling is completely different from when he punched Liangbing.
Although there will be dissatisfaction, provocation, and contempt, there is no anger or fear, and it is very fun and dripping.
In the second round of "Dang", he bumped fists with Yueyue.
There were two rounds in total, one round three minutes, one minute rest, adding up to less than ten minutes of battle, I felt that I was sweating on the first day of the first year.
Coach He checked the points with his nemesis, and there was one more point on the first day of the new year.
"How did you count?" said the nemesis.
"One, two, three," Coach He said happily, "how about my sweeper?"
"It's a good seedling, you didn't let him practice with you?" The nemesis looked at the first day of the first year.
"He has no money," Coach Ho said. "He's working here with me."
The nemesis took another look in surprise: "Young man, why don't you practice with me? I won't charge you."
"No," Chu Yi smiled, "I want to work, I just got a raise, my salary is up."
Coach He's words are still counted. He said that if he wins, he will add 500 salary, and then he will really increase it. One plus has not changed for two or three months. On the first day of the first year, he became the sweeper with the highest salary and the shortest working hours in the boxing gym. .
very rich.
He went to change himself a traffic package, so that he could continue to find clues of "Xiao Li's BBQ" smoothly at home.
There is no shortcut, he can only use the stupidest method all the time. He searches all the cities in the comment software one by one, and he will carefully look at the pictures of every Xiaoli BBQ that he finds.
Some people who have a photo of the doorman can look at the photo of Yan Hang. For those who don't have a doorman, he will write down the address on the coil book, and plan to use the panoramic map to go one by one if there is none. Look.
Day by day is like a procedure that must be completed, there is no disappointment or expectation, in short, it will not stop until he is found.
He's so old, and he's never done so much in anything.
If this energy was used in his studies, he would definitely have no problem getting into a university.
"I'm going to work the day after tomorrow." Mom said while eating.
He looked up at his mother on the first day of the first day of the new school, and felt that he hadn't heard her voice for a long time. He was at school during the day, and only had lunch at home at noon. After school, he went to the boxing gym. When he returned home, the whole family had already slept.
"Where?" Grandma asked.
"I was introduced by a colleague at the water station before, a shop that sells water purifiers," my mother said. "There is a low salary every month, and there is a commission for selling the machine."
"Selling water purifiers?" Grandma snorted, "How much money can you make, can you sell the machine like a scumbag?"
"Why don't you go, grandma, grandma, you go?" I glanced at my grandma for the first time.
Mom froze and looked at him.
Grandma was also very shocked, and after stunned for at least three seconds, she swung her arm and took chopsticks towards his head.
On the first day of the first year, grabbed grandmother's hand.
"It's the other way around!" Grandma shouted, and when she stood up, she was about to take the stool.
The first speed kicked the stool away.
"Have you seen your son!" Grandma's voice doubled in shock, staring at her mother and pointing at the first year of junior high school, "What did you teach me!"
"I haven't taught him," Mom said, "I can't handle him long ago, and I don't want to."
Grandpa, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly jumped up and flipped the edge of the table.
The table was overturned by him, and the dishes were smashed to the ground.
The whole family stayed where they were, looking at Grandpa.
On the first day of junior high, I felt that my grandfather probably didn't know what he was doing and what he wanted to express. Anyway, he often did this all of a sudden, in exchange for confusion.
Then he himself stood there wondering what to do next.
I got up at the beginning, took my phone and went out the door.
It was still early for the afternoon class, and he had nowhere else to go. He had to go to the river.
The north wind is blowing very fast. In the first year of the new year, he is very careful about the weather. He doesn't like winter very much, because his two down jackets that he has been wearing for several years can't handle the wind. Winter is too painful for him.
But he didn't pay much attention this year. He didn't pay attention when the autumn wind was cold or when the north wind was blowing. Maybe it was because he secretly bought two or three new clothes this year and didn't feel the cold.
It is also possible that there are too many things in his mind, and the weather has no room to ponder.
He was busy working, boxing, and looking for Xiao Li's BBQ.
Xiao Li must be very moved to know that someone is so persistent in looking for his barbecue restaurant every day. Then he will ask Xiao Li to give him a VIP eating skewer card.
Chu Zhang opened his arms and moved against the wind, took out his mobile phone, and took a few pictures of the riverside scenery, avoiding the riverside.
The rubbish on the riverside that was cleaned up before is back.
On the first day of the first day, looked at a large piece of garbage, but fortunately now it is cold and there is no smell.
He turned around, and the tree hole was waiting for him quietly.
"I don't want to celebrate the New Year," he really felt that he had grown taller when he digged his face into the tree hole. Although it was not as laborious as Yan Hang before, he still had to take a good step, "I want to hurry up, hurry up. In the middle school entrance examination, I want to go to a foreign school, a school, and then work, work, and travel after the holidays.”
After speaking, he couldn't help laughing, and there was a sense of liberation.
"If I go, go," he touched the trunk, "I'll think, you, you know me, all the secrets, the secrets... the hole, the hole spirit."
After thinking for a while, he took out a small leather jacket and a steel rod and pressed it on the tree trunk: "This is a rod, a ghost, you two know each other, let's get to know each other."
After he finished speaking, he waited for a while, and after the two of them got to know each other, he put the steel rod back in his pocket, turned around and leaned against the tree trunk, and sighed softly.
The atmosphere in the school is already very tense. There are no self-study classes in the third year of junior high school, and physical education classes have also been canceled. Only the first year of junior high school is calm.
Apart from listening to lectures to ensure that he can at least get a technical secondary school entrance exam, he is still calmly in a daze at other times.
No one laughs at his grades anymore, no one talks about what would happen to him if he doesn't get into high school, the first year of junior high school feels pretty good, his midterm exam results are not asked by my mother, and the final exam will be taken soon, and there is no people bring it up.
When I went to the boxing gym, Coach He asked, "Are you going to high school next year?"
"Yeah." Chu Yi nodded while holding the mop.
"Then you have to change your name to the first year of high school," Coach He said. "You still have half a year, are you still working? You don't have time to review."
"I don't, I don't review," said the first year, "I review, it's a waste of time."
"I don't care about you at home?" Coach He asked.
"It doesn't matter." Chu Yi smiled.
"You kids, you all have ideas," Coach He said, "but it's not bad. No one can complain if you can't walk the path you choose."
"I can move." Chu Yi said.
move.
He has never been so energetic as he is now, let alone walking, he can run.
When he ran to the side of the aunt's car, the aunt sighed when he saw him: "You are the same all day, why don't you send me a selfie every month, I'm afraid I won't know each other for a long time."
"Handsome, right?" Chu Yi asked.
"So handsome, so handsome," the aunt said with a smile, and pointed to the back seat, "I brought some New Year's goods for your family. I don't think anyone in your family cares about this, right?"
"I'll take care of it," said the first day of the first year. "I used to run errands."
"Aren't you busy saving money to be the richest man? Take it," the aunt said. "Call me when you have time during the New Year, and I'll take you to dinner."
"Yeah." At the beginning of the day, he opened the rear door and took out a large bag of New Year's goods.
If he can really leave here one day, his grandparents, and his aunt will be the people he misses the most.
People are very strange, there are too many dark memories for him here, but in the end, what he can remember is all good.
Grandpa is very kind to him, grandma is very kind to him, aunt is very kind to him, coach He, Xiaolin and the lady at the front desk are very kind to him.
And Yan Hang.
In the past New Years, my father would bring some money back, the company would send out some New Year’s goods, he would run errands, buy some more, put the whip on the New Year’s Eve, eat in a daze, and then have a meal with my aunts and aunts, by the way After a few quarrels, there may be a fight when it is appropriate, and that's all for the New Year.
This year is not so complicated. In this situation at home, there is no need for the New Year at all.
I went to buy a scarf for my mother on the first day of the new year. I don't know why. He wanted to find the previous store, but it was a long time ago, and that piece has been demolished.
Mom's scarf, grandma's two cigarettes, grandpa's thick woolen hat, everything is not expensive, but this is the first time he has bought gifts for the family since the scarf was returned by his mother.
He also took one thousand out of the money he had saved, wrapped a red envelope and put it in a scarf.
After the New Year's Eve dinner, he took out the gift and put it on the table, and took it out the same way.
"This is for my grandma," he took out his cigarette. "Let's smoke less in the future."
"Then you still bought me cigarettes?" Grandma tutted, took the cigarette and looked at it, and tutted again, "I'm rich, I'm showing off at your grandmother's place."
"Bought it from the canteen," the first day looked at him, "you can return it and exchange it for money."
Before he could take out the hat, my grandfather had already reached into the bag and took it: "This hat is alright, but it's not as good as mine, and what I have now is not good. I've been wearing this hat for more than ten years, and it doesn't work. Bad."
"Then don't ask for it, give it back to him." Mom said.
At the beginning of the year, I put a box with a scarf in front of my mother: "Happy New Year."
Mom glanced at him, opened the box, frowned when she saw the scarf inside, stared at it for a while before taking it out, and sighed when she saw the red envelope under the scarf.
Gifts are over.
Except for Dad's.
On the first day of the new year, didn't speak again, took the remote control, turned on the TV, and began to stare at the Spring Festival Gala.
"Stop it" Yan Hang shouted at Cui Yi, he stood on the side of the mountain with a whip, waiting for Cui Yi on the other end to point.
The property in the community cleared an open space for the owner on the side of the mountain to let everyone set off firecrackers. The firecrackers all around are lit, and they are still here.
"This fuse is a bit short-" Cui Yi shouted and answered, studying with a lighter, "I'll make it longer-"
"Old Cui!" Yan Hang felt helpless, "I didn't realize you were so timid—"
"This is called prudence - in case it breaks me -" Cui Yi shouted.
"I'm coming!" Yan Hang put the stick with the whip on the ground, walked over, and shouted in Cui Yi's ear, "Go and pick it up!"
Cui Yi went over and picked up the pole.
In fact, just put it on the ground, but don't know why, people in this community are all holding poles, which is probably a community culture?
Yan Hang looked at the fuze, and it was indeed a little short. Lighting it with a lighter would probably blow his hand. He touched a cigarette, lit it, and then touched the fuze with the butt of the cigarette.
This fuze was not only short, but also burned extremely fast, which greatly exceeded Yan Hang's expectations. When he saw the sparks, he hurriedly threw the firecracker aside.
But he didn't pay attention to the direction, he threw it towards Cui Yi.
When the firecrackers exploded, Cui Yi jumped, turned and ran away with the pole on his back.
Yan Hang was stunned for a while, but couldn't help but let out a laugh. He crouched on the ground and looked at Cui Yi and laughed until he could barely stand up.
After running for more than ten meters, Cui Yi remembered that he threw the pole to the ground, ran back and kicked his ass: "Little bastard! Did you mean it!"
"Lawyer Cui," Yan Hang couldn't help laughing, "You really opened my eyes today. I've seen you, gentlemen, who are afraid of guns."
"Let's go!" Cui Yi carried his clothes, "Go back to dinner."
New Year's Eve dinner at Cui Yi's house, just the two of them, no one else.
Yan Hang opened a list, Cui Yi bought all the materials as required, and he spent two hours cooking a table of dishes.
It's been a long time since worked so hard to cook. Before the New Year, he and his father went to restaurants to eat, which was more lively and had a New Year's atmosphere.
This year, he was still thinking about how he should celebrate the New Year alone, whether to apply for the class of Thirty Children with the foreman, but he didn't expect that Cui Yi would be alone.
Orphaned like dad?
Or is home too far to go back?
Or have a falling out with the family?
He didn't ask, he was used to not asking anything.
"I haven't been home for many years," Cui Yi picked up the wine glass. "It's the first time in so many years that I haven't celebrated the New Year alone."
Yan Hang clinks glasses with him.
"Thank you." Cui Yi said.
"You're welcome." Yan Hang took a sip of wine.
Cui Yi, like his father's habit, eats Erguotou with a big meal on the New Year's table.
After eating, Cui Yi sat on the sofa and waved at him: "Come on, give me a kowtow."
"Don't take this kind of cheap, right?" Yan Hang went over and sat beside him.
Cui Yi laughed, took out two red envelopes from his pocket, and handed one to him: "This is the New Year's money I gave you."
"Thank you, Uncle," Yan Hang took it over, "Uncle Cui Happy New Year."
"Your dad gave this to you," Cui Yi handed over another red envelope, "let me give it to you until you are 22 years old."
Yan Hang was stunned for a while, and took the red envelope after a long time, his eyes suddenly a little sore.
"According to the rhythm of finishing college and work, you won't go to work until you are 22 years old, and then I will not give you New Year's money." When did Dad say this, Yan Hang couldn't remember.
He didn't open the red envelopes of Cui Yi and his father. After watching the Spring Festival Gala with Cui Yi and returning to his residence, he pressed the red envelopes under the pillow.
It was past 0:00, and the sound of firecrackers outside was not too dense.
Yan Hang stood on the balcony, looking at the mountain outside covered in a faint smoke.
Another year has passed.
What an unforgettable year.
He lit a cigarette, sat on the chair next to him, and stared at the night sky in a trance. His fingers lightly touched the small stones at his ankles, and by the way, he touched the rope above to check for wear.
However, the rope that picked on the first day of the first year was the same as the others.
First year.
Yan Hang put his legs on the edge of the balcony and looked at the small stone.
What are you doing at the beginning of your first year?
Xiao Li's BBQ.
He was lying on the bed on the first day of the new year. The boxing gym was closed for the past few days. He didn't have to go to school or the gym, so he had to stay at home.
The sound of firecrackers outside made it very lively.
Only his family did not even buy firecrackers this year.
Xiao Li's BBQ.
This was the first few cities he looked for and he couldn't remember. In short, the coil book at hand, except for the words he wrote down, were all Xiao Li barbecues from all over the country.
Where is Yan Hang?
In the next Xiao Li's BBQ, or in those Xiao Li's BBQs on the coil book?
Where is Yan Hang, where is Yan Hang, Yan Hang is in that Xiao Li BBQ...
In the first day of junior high school, kept singing like a tape stuck in head.
This is the sixth Xiao Li BBQ today.
On the first day of the first day, sighed lightly and clicked on the photo of this Xiaoli BBQ.
Bunch of BBQ.
All kinds of meat, all kinds of vegetables, all kinds of seafood...
Then there is a door face painted red, with four black characters written on the door face, Xiao Li BBQ.
At first glance, his hands shook violently.
Yan Hang is right there, in Xiao Li's BBQ! ! ! ! ! ! !