Chapter 23 Chapter Twenty-Three

After leaving the orphanage, Jianhan and I rented a small, dilapidated, leaky house and settled down quickly.There is nothing sweeter than liberty, and we have longed for it so long that it does not bring the uneasiness of bewilderment. Freedom is liberation, a pure feeling. When we walked into this musty little rental house, we even felt particularly comfortable to breathe. "Yizhi, when are we going to find Sister Xinxin?" Jianhan wiped the table. "The results of the police officer exam should be released in three days, right? You must pass the exam, so let's celebrate with Xinxin." I said, trying to repair the crack on the ceiling.

"You changed your name to Sister Xinxin and Xinxin?" Jianhan couldn't help laughing, took out a pen and letter paper from his luggage, and wrote our current address to Ke Luo who was still living in Aunt Tiger's Hell. "Yeah, I'm eighteen years old, and she really can't treat me as a child. I have to adjust my mentality, and I can't make myself shorter in terms of address." I laughed, oh my god, The crack is so exaggerated that it is not difficult to imagine the embarrassment that we have to hold an umbrella indoors when it rains. "How about we rebuild the ceiling?" Jian Han suggested.

"Hmm." I thought.The ceiling cost money, but we spent almost all of it on the down payment on the house. "Don't worry, I will definitely be admitted to the police academy in Spider City, and then I will have money to pay for the ceiling." Jianhan saw my thoughts. I sat on the rickety bed and looked at the ceiling.In fact, even the rotten door that won't lock should be replaced. "It's time for me to go to a boxing gym." I said: "According to my own evaluation, I should be able to go directly to the match, win a prize money, and start my road to boxing championship. I have done thousands of exercises in general boxing gyms. time."

Jianhan encouraged me: "You can do it, you are much stronger than before." He hit my bicep with his fist. I nodded: "And I have a killer move. Love." Jian Han laughed loudly: "When you get the prize money from the competition, I think we should just change to a more normal house, and stop repairing the ceiling, door, and toilet." That night, Jianhan and I went to the urban area to find a boxing gym to see which boxing gym was lucky enough to welcome the future boxing champion. After searching, there were several high-end boxing clubs attached to the gym in the urban area, but I I was rejected three times for the following reasons:

"I'm sorry, but you can't join the club without money." "Sorry, this boxing club is for general sports and fitness use only." "I'm sorry, but this is the training center for Olympic boxers. You don't even have the qualifications to step in. Go and win a few championships first!" I just shrug and walk away, on to the next possible gym.It's really tiring to talk to these too high-level people. It turns out that there are quite a few people in this world who smell like Aunt Tiger. "It's always like this at the beginning, why don't we start with something that looks a little worse." Jian Han stopped, pointing to the dim light beside him.

We were in a dingy alley, in front of a dilapidated little boxing gym. I twitched my nose, it was the smell of hot sweat. And a solid, violent crash. "Well, totally agree. This is where I should be," I said, stepping inside. The small boxing gym suddenly became quiet, and the sweat around me seemed to be evaporated into an invisible sense of oppression in an instant. Seven pairs of eyes looked at me and Jianhan. Although the men who practice boxing have super concentration, they are also sensitive, especially when punching.Because so do I. "You are?" A coach-like middle-aged man looked at me, still holding arm pads in his hand.

I bowed and said politely, "Hello, my name is Wang Yizhi. I want to participate in the training in this boxing gym, and I also want to participate in the competition in the future." A tall man standing in front of the hanging sandbag looked at me curiously: "Little brother, how old are you?" He was panting. I did not avoid his questioning eyes: "Eighteen." This age is just right for boxing. The bearded man lying in front of the weight machine closed his eyes and said, "You are about 174 centimeters, but you are too thin. I think you are only about 70 kilograms, right? This weight used to be lightweight, but Today, you will be beaten very badly." The voice was very happy, as if he had seen my miserable state.

Then, the deliberately suppressed tranquility around suddenly relaxed, weightlifting weightlifting, skipping rope skipping, swinging sandbags swinging sandbags, the sound of tearing the air was the same as before I came in. I know that the boxing rules were greatly revised ten years ago. In today's boxing world, the ratings are completely based on height, and there is a rating every ten centimeters. It is simple and clear. Men run rampant in the boxing ring, letting brute force dominate everything. With my height of 175 centimeters, I am naturally ranked in the "shark class". In this unpleasant class, uncles with swollen faces and more than 85 kilograms are everywhere fighting on the field with boxing gloves. people.

"I am willing to suffer." I said firmly: "And I am willing to win." But my voice has been drowned out in the noise of bursting sweat, and no one is interested in listening. "What should I do?" Jian Han took a deep breath, embarrassing for me. I took off my shirt, gritted my teeth, and walked over to a double-sling sandbag that was ignored by everyone, and beat it silently, just like I practiced in front of the lightning strange. But no one cares what I'm doing, treats me like air.They're not interested in me at all, and they don't even have time to try and drive me away.

Jianhan watched awkwardly at the door, and I signaled him to go first with my eyes. He understood what I meant by wanting to fight for a long time, so he scratched his head and left. I looked at Jianhan's back, and remembered that he was my rival in love, and thought of Xinxin. "There is no second way to become stronger." I thought to myself, shouted loudly, and swung the punching posture again and again according to the punching posture mentioned in the mail-order book "Key Analysis of Boxing Superman's Ultimate Skills", what "propeller" Fist", "Diamond One-hit Kill", "Bloody Trio", "Five Sweeping Armies", are like a collection of gorgeous big moves.

On my own, I also had a good time playing.After all, there's no way to hang sandbags in our rotten rented house, the ceiling will fall down!What's more, sandbags are also very expensive. Finally, no one stops me, so I want to stretch my body to my heart's content. Suddenly burst into laughter. "Little devil!" The bearded man who was lifting weights lost his breath, put down the heavy dumbbells in his hand, and walked in front of me. I didn't stop, but looked at him. "I also bought that mail-order book, ha! You are so funny, you actually bought the book written by the old Boxing Superman." The bearded man smelled of sweat, but he smiled heartily: "I thought it was only like me. An uncle at this age would like Superman Boxer who has been retired for several years." I admit, "I bought that mail-order book because it was cheap. I actually don't like Superman Boxer at all because he uses superpowers to throw such a powerful punch." The bearded man was stunned, his eyes widened, and then he laughed loudly: "Ha, you're quite interesting. If you really want to punch, I can teach you in person. Is that okay, boss!" "As you wish." A middle-aged man waving an arm pad responded. "Listen, I will be your boss from now on. I am a tough guy who has challenged the boxing champion eleven times, the famous Bruce! You have to grit your teeth and keep up with my hellish training! "The bearded man Bruce cheered up, and even I could catch his stupid temperament. Since then, I have followed a most hopeless would-be boxer, preparing to fight from a small street boxing ring to a brightly lit arena, just like every boxing champion. Then, win the heart of your heart.