Chapter 23 Chapter 22

In this world, is there such a thing as "the best time to confess"? Is it really important when you like someone and when you tell that person? We have watched too many good Leo movies, too many Japanese dramas, too many romance novels and shoujo comics, etc. These things will teach us again, the confession must be romantic, it must be well-designed, and it must make the other party's eyes happy. One of the lights (preferably with a touch of tears in the soul-stirring), otherwise it will live up to the unique meaning of the word "love" that happened between you and me, not other people!

After long and intensive training, we know that the timing of confession can have many possibilities. For example, when reciting the Chinese text in class, he suddenly said a strange sentence like "Shen Jiayi, I like you so much, please be my girlfriend", or inadvertently blurted out "like" when taking out the trash together during sweeping time, or It was when the national anthem was sung on the court during the court meeting... A hundred people have a hundred kinds of love, which means that there are at least a hundred ways to like people. In this case, the timing of the confession is really strange.

But here comes a paradoxical question... If a girl also likes a boy, is it really that important when the boy confesses? Even though there are various ways of confession, which seem to be full of thumping vitality, but if the other party who confesses can decide whether a girl will like a boy or whether she will agree to associate with a boy, then the definition of "like" It is almost decoupled from love, and becomes a kind of clothing that only talks about romantic tricks without going deep into the real essence. So in my mind about the appearance of love, even if the boy confesses while yawning, 90% of the girls will still agree to date the boy, and the remaining 10% chance of failure is that the boy has destructive bad breath and is yawning The moment of confession wiped out the girl's liking for the boy, which was an accident.

Since the way of confession is only the appearance, and the result of the confession will not be changed, then "thinking hard about the timing of confession" or "how to surprise the other party to know your love" are all just stupid tricks ? No, on the contrary, I cherish it very much. That is a kind of heart. Everyone wants to let their loved one have the best mood when they see what they like, and remember the most profound page in the photo book. So we pick the occasion, the time, the atmosphere, for him, for her, for each other. What a sincere heart. Back to the story.

I missed the ideal confession opportunity in my heart, and spent the whole freshman year in the ambiguity of continuing to maintain a good friend relationship with Shen Jiayi. In the era when there were no mobile phones at all, I spent happy nights with a calling card in the long queue in front of the public telephone in the dormitory. Shen Jiayi's letters in the drawer are getting thicker and thicker. In order to shorten the deadly three centimeters between Shen Jiayi and me, I would run to the swimming pool next door from time to time. The song I wrote for Shen Jiayi is ready to release a selection album.

During this period, I spent a summer full of chlorine smell in the swimming pool with this group of best friends who also like Shen Jiayi, basking in the hot sun.At this time, everyone knew that I liked Shen Jiayi, and everyone was shocked by my scheming and layout, and was shocked by my love strength backed by strong friendship, and they all retreated. "So, I'm alone!" I smiled, eating a hot dog by the pool. "Ke Jingteng, I hate you!" Liao Yinghong gritted his teeth and dived into the water. With the water splashing everywhere, Xu Bochun re-entered Tamkang Vocational and Technical College.

And I held the Nine Swords Cup Free Fighting Competition. Nine Cups of Knives, of course, is the nickname of the self-named Nine Knives. Yes, after becoming a novelist, every time I meet with an interview, I will encounter exactly the same question: "Why is your pen name Jiudao?" The harassment to me has reached the point of depression. Happy to answer here. Nine Knives was my college nickname.The reason why Nine Knives is the nickname is because I wrote a very nonsensical song with very short lyrics: "Nine Knives, sharpen him, and it will... sparkle! Sparkle!" Don't ask me when I wrote three Small, everyone subconsciously think of me, and my nickname was decided at that moment.Later, when I remonstrated with choosing a pen name, I didn't think about it at all, nine knives are nine knives.

Why do you want to hold a ghost fighting game? I am very passionate and like to read fighting comics, "Blade Maru", "First Fist", "Cock Fighting", "Kung Fu Whirlwind", "Tekken Kid", "Judobu Story" are my favorites; our small country When I was in middle school, I also liked to find people to fight. When I was in college, I even bought a pair of boxing gloves in the dormitory, and there was a burst of self-styled and pretending beatings against the wall. But I am very puzzled, Jiaotong University is obviously a ghostly place that is almost an all-boys school, why do all the classmates I see look like good students with golden glasses, and they don't have a murderous male spirit?Could it be that the comic "Qui!Is "Boys' School" a lie?

After thinking about it for three times, I decided to hold a fighting game to help the weakened Jiaotong University strengthen its yang. "Fighting competition? Come on, nine knives, no one will care about you, okay?" Roommate Xiaolun raised a dumbbell and said disdainfully.Xiao Lun is a muscle training fanatic. "How is it possible, fighting competitions! It's so cool, it provides free street fighting for outstanding young people who want to fight, but can't find anyone to beat them up, shit! How could they fail? Even the registration fee is very reasonable!" I said. Shouting, he took out the full-wall newspaper and spread it on the bed, ready to draw a poster.

"Fighting competition sounds very low. Would it be better to change it to free fighting competition? Even if the school finds out, it will be easier to deal with it." Roommate Jianhan is good at marketing and immediately provided decent suggestions. "Just do it." I followed suit. "Also, on-site registration must be adopted. I guess there will be people who just sign up for fun, but if they don't show up at the scene, the duel list will have to be rearranged, which is very troublesome," Jianhan reminded me. Sure enough, I can only nod my head. "Jianhan, what kind of nerves do you have with Jiudao, there is no such a bad match as a human bird, okay?" Xiaolun still snorted, wasting his usual attempts to have a friendly fight with me.

"The key is what the prize is. As long as there is a good prize, it will attract people to participate." Roommate Wang Yizhi said casually, while remotely controlling the mouse to grab love action movies from the neighborhood on the Internet. Damn, I'm so poor, where's the prize! "The strongest." Wang Yizhi puzzled? "The word 'strongest' is like the best prize for a man." I squeezed McBee with satisfaction. So overjoyed, I took this fight as the "Nine Swords Cup Free Fighting Competition", and posted a few posters on the announcement of the dormitory and at the door of the dormitory. The stingy management department manages the basement! Unsurprisingly, the bizarre fight quickly drew widespread boos.The students all agreed that it was me who loves to be funny, and I was fooling around again. In the hall of the school, Jiaotong University, an important town in the Science Park, it is impossible for this kind of competition to appear. However, the less everyone believed it, the more serious my intentions became, and I was very aggressive in trying to finish the game. On the other hand, as a host and a fighter, the content of the fight should not be too leaky.I started to practice boxing in the dormitory, lifting dumbbells violently, and imagining what kind of opponent I might meet, and then... hard, hard, beat, die, him! "Nine knives, you must be crazy." Jian Han stared blankly at me who was profusely sweating. "Treasure the fate of sleeping with a lunatic! Jianhan, I will treat you as a sign-up! Haha!" I laughed. The final exam ended at night after the accounting exam, and many students heard the news and crowded in the basement to watch the fun.On the other hand, with my roommates who are very loyal, I pounced on the gravel floor slowly and cleverly to build up the floor to increase safety, so that sleeping skills or throwing skills have room to play. Because the good-minded Jiaotong students are really afraid of fighting, there are only three people who signed up to fight on the spot. At this time, something touching happened. "Damn, you guys are really cowards, you only say that Nine Swords dare not really hold a competition, but in the end no one dares to fight, damn it, add me!" Xiaolun, who always loves to pour cold water on me, rolled up Sleeves, swagger came over to sign up. "It seems that I can't just play tricks. Nine knives, I have one." Jianhan patted my shoulder and took off his shirt, revealing his prehistoric chest muscles covered with long hair. "Everyone is so cheering, but I really don't dare to fight! But I can be the referee, and I will leave the timing to me. You can concentrate on beating people with nine knives." Yizhi also cheered up . Roommates are so loyal, what can I say? Damn it!This is the romance of men! "Then, as the host, it's my responsibility to open the game and activate everyone's awareness of 'real fighting'!" I walked up to the three participants who signed up on the spot, and handsomely chose one that I would never play. Winning opponent. Liu Jianwei, an overseas Chinese student from Malaysia, has a red belt in the Taekwondo club (he has no money to take the exam to upgrade to a black belt, but believe me, he can't do it with a black belt!), half a head taller than me.The most frightening thing is that Jianwei once learned Muay Thai in Malaysia, and practiced kicking with a sandbag tied to a chain in his dormitory (May I ask if you came to Taiwan to study or did you kill someone?).Compared with Jianwei's sandbags, my crude boxing gloves can't be described as shabby, they are just a fart! "Jianwei, I'll start with you." I said, and Jianwei left happily. The whole audience was in an uproar and clamored. I want to ask why I choose Jianwei?very good.Because I'm tough, simple as that. This love story has been serialized so far, and it is believed that readers have never seen such a sudden martial arts scene.But as far as my personality is concerned, the occurrence of these fighting matches is completely unavoidable. It was a big night in my vocals. "Nine knives, you will be beaten to death!" Yizhi pulled me aside, and kindly reminded me: "The girl Jianwei likes is watching, move, it's her. In this case, you will be killed Playing around." Following Yizhi's eyes, I immediately found Jianwei's favorite girl.Well, the girl is the girlfriend of the current president of Taekwondo, if Jianwei loses to me who has never learned martial arts, don't even think about chasing her in this life! "Hmph, let me show you what it means to be a grassroots hooligan fight that surpasses fighting skills!" I ignored Yizhi, walked in front of Jianwei, and waited for Yizhi, who was the host, to blow his whistle. The two took off their shoes and stood on the barely makeshift floor. Yizhi walked to the center of us and read out the rules and regulations I had written: "The competition adopts a three-round system, each round lasts one minute, and there is a pause in case of bloodshed. The winner is determined by the applause of the audience. Contestants please pay attention, you can poke eyes, kick birds, and slap your face in the competition, but you will bear the consequences for your reputation... Damn! You can also kick birds? I don’t care if people die, the competition begins!" Yizhi whistled. I put on a boxing pose, while Jianwei smiled at everyone's applause, relaxed. "Jianwei, fight seriously!" I said, slowly approaching Jianwei. "Okay." Jianwei smiled and shrugged. Suddenly, I quickly rushed to Jianwei.With a fictitious stroke of the left fist, the right fist blatantly hit Jianwei's nose. There is no second outcome.Jianwei fell down in a daze, nosebleeds spurting out! There was a burst of exclamation in the audience. Yizhi announced a timeout, and took out a few crumpled toilet paper from his pocket and handed it to Jianwei, asking him to wipe off the bloody nose. "Jianwei, this match is for real." I looked at the angry Jianwei with some regret, and added: "If you don't take it seriously, I will kill you." Jianwei cursed at the random collage of foul language in the three languages, wiped away the blood from his nose hastily, and rushed towards me angrily.Yizhi hurriedly announced the continuation of the game.It seems that the effect of the girl Jianwei likes watching the battle is really scary. "Hmm." My pupils narrowed and I retreated instinctively. Terrible feet! I just got the head start, and after giving Jianwei a good lesson, I was suddenly swept away by Jianwei's fast feet and couldn't move forward. I was so shocked. According to my experience in countless fights, the opponent who kicks me and attacks me will end badly, because most people don’t know how to practice kicking, so the speed of kicking is very slow, and 100% of them will be caught by me and then fall down. Beat me up. But Jianwei, who has practiced muay thai and taekwondo and is super strong, has strong feet and fast speed. If I try to grab it, the jaws of my hands may split! What's even more hateful is that Jianwei's anger and seriousness left the audience dumbfounded, and I began to feel unwilling. "Bastard, if I get kicked like this again, my hand will be useless." I was furious. I want him to know that every time he hits me, he has to pay the price, and I don't plan to hide and hide until the end of the game. So every time Jianwei kicked me, I tried to smash my fist on his body, one kick and one punch, which was regarded as repayment for borrowing.My fist did not spare any strength, and I punched Jianwei in the face. Relying on my strength and momentum, I barely tied with Jianwei. After the first round, I was sweating profusely. It was only a minute, but every second was intense anaerobic exercise, which was really exhausting, and the terrazzo floor was torn apart and scattered into pieces due to the movement of both sides' feet. During the rest time, I sat on the ground, watching Jianwei staring at me coldly, I felt a chill down my spine. "Nine knives, you can't beat Jianwei if you fight standing up." Jianhan squatted next to me, looking at me sympathetically. "I know, but if I want to throw him down, I have to risk my ribs being snapped off by his legs." I smiled wryly, panting violently. If Jianwei, who is good at standing martial arts, can be forced to the ground, and the two fight each other like hooligans, the fight will be five or five waves.It is easy to know, but difficult to do. Because it hurts! The hard second round begins.I began to show fatigue and the remnants of punching empty fists.Jianwei, who is used to intense practice, is still the same, using my body as a sandbag, kicking, kicking, kicking, kicking, kicking, kicking! I didn't have a chance to grab Jianwei's feet, or throw him on the ground and wrestle him. It was still a pure skill competition.I didn't have the chance to use the strangulation method I used most in fights. Instead, I was kicked in the stomach when I got closer to Jian Weishi, and I vomited in pain. Then came the tough third round. It's over, I'm so hypoxic that I can't even spare time to breathe heavily.I punched, but the spirit of knocking down the opponent was no longer in the fist, it just gave Jianwei threatening pain. The only good thing is that time is fair after all, and Jianwei is also tired.His feet were starting to lack strength, and he wasn't kicking as fast.But even if I can grab his feet and throw him on the ground like a child beating wildly, 99% of the people who get knocked out will be me.Don't forget, Jianwei's hand is not disabled, and he barely moved it just now! Just at the countdown stage, I must admit that I was secretly happy that "the game is finally over, and I can breathe normally", when an incredible thing happened. Jianwei raised his right foot high during the countdown... I know a fantastic fighting technique in fighting technique comics: one foot is lifted high, the heel is higher than the opponent's eyes, and then quickly falls, and the heel or sole of the foot is used to attack the opponent's head or face. "Heel drop", in Taekwondo it is called "press down".This move is terrible, but every time I see someone use this move in the comics, I really want to laugh, because the "heel drop" needs to raise the foot high, and it takes enough time for the opponent to dodge and hit ?It's just a fantasy. But when Jianwei's soles of his feet slowly raised my eyes from bottom to top, my reaction was not to quickly dodge back, left, or right...but I raised my head naturally and stared blankly. Feet lifted above me. It was purely biological, I just raised my neck in a daze. "Heel drop"! A sense of choking that was so thick that it collapsed, just followed the trajectory of the plant, pressed over the bridge of the nose, fell to the lips and reached the chin.It was too late to hurt, I just felt choking and sour, and my eyes were black with a thunderbolt. Jianwei succeeded in this kick, and when I was so happy that I wanted to kick again, I raised my weak fist and glared at Jianwei viciously, pretending to be explosive.Jianwei hesitated for a moment, then took a step back. When the time was up, Yizhi announced the result of the competition, and everyone applauded wildly. Of course, Jianwei, who had a big advantage, won the fight. When I exited in pain, there was salty blood in my nose and mouth, and my lips were bruised by teeth from the inside. The wound that was difficult to heal later made me drink Cantonese porridge for several weeks. Jianwei accepted everyone's cheers, while I contentedly took a rest in the corner with blood-stained toilet paper in my mouth. Enough is enough, really satisfying. When you get to college, you can fight happily without getting a demerit -- and it's really fun to fight against such a powerful character!Even if I lose, I still don't lose my tough guy character! With the help of Yizhi, the second and third fights ended smoothly. Both of my two won victories, and Jianhan even used judo to defeat the kick kick of the third-year senior of the Guoshu Club. As expected, loyalty is still king.However, everyone felt that the duel between me and Jianwei was the best. After all, it was the only match in which both sides had blood. I'm so, so proud! After the competition, I happily invited Jianwei and my roommates to the Tsingda Night Market for supper, which was considered a celebration. My mouth was almost dying of pain, and I barely ate iced bean curd with everyone.And Jianwei kept apologizing to me, and told me that luckily he didn't try to grab his foot in the third round, otherwise he was going to fly and spin at the moment I grabbed his ankle, fly into the air, and blast me with his other foot s face. "I practice roundabout kicks against sandbags every day in the dormitory, and I always hope that one day I will be able to use them." Jianwei looked forward to it, as if it was a pity. "Damn! We are classmates! You actually want to sweep my face with such a trick as a round kick!" I yelled angrily, and then laughed with everyone. After returning to the dormitory, I bought a pack of ice cubes to compress my swollen mouth, only getting happier.For me, the end of the game is just the beginning, and the real happy time is yet to come. Fortunately, I saw Shen Jiayi's account on the bbs network. "Hee hee, are you free?" I tapped on the keyboard. "Well, the report is almost over. Why are you still awake?" She tapped slowly. "How can I sleep? I'll call you and tell you something very important." "OK." With the mood of showing off my masculinity, I made a phone call to Shen Jiayi. Although my mouth hurts, I happily told Shen Jiayi everything that happened, detailing everything, not wanting to miss any link, and describing every fighting move as clearly as possible. Shen Jiayi was listening almost silently. I thought she hadn't been there to witness everything, so it might be difficult for her to feel how brave I was on the field, so I kept emphasizing it. "Really! It's so scary! The second time I was kicked in the front, it kicked me in the stomach. It hurt so much! I was so painful that I was about to throw up. Fortunately, I pretended to punch Jianwei before I backed away, otherwise I would You must be kicked to your knees." I danced with my arms and legs. Shen Jiayi remained silent. "Actually, each round is only one minute, but it's a hundred times more tiring than I imagined. I thought I would have booked nine rounds at the beginning, haha, if I had ordered that way, I probably wouldn't even be able to hold the microphone right now..." Shen Jiayi remained silent. "Do you know what a standing skill is? It's a standing fighting skill. Some people say that the strongest standing skill is muay thai. I've learned more or less of it today. Damn, it's really scary. When I rely on Jin Jianwei to beat him , His foot was not far enough to kick me, so he hit me with his knee! I was so afraid that my ribs would break like this... ". Shen Jiayi remained silent. "Although Jianwei's feet are terrifying, like whips, when it comes to being beaten, it's hard to guess who is stronger, right? My fists are very hard. As long as he punches me in the face again, I will lie down 100% It's on the ground!" Shen Jiayi was still silent, it was terrible. "Do you know the heel drop? The phantom stunt heel drop! I have been fighting for so long, and this is the first time I have seen such an advanced move. Damn, I knew it must be a heel when Jianwei's feet were raised high. Founded, but I still lifted my head very stupidly, that's it ... 唰! Tumpy, my nose, people, mouth, and chin, all of them are lined up! "The more I said, the more excited. Shen Jiayi is no longer silent. "Ke Jingteng, what are you thinking?" She said, her voice was full of emotions that I had never felt before. "……What's the meaning?" "What kind of strange competition are you running? Is there any meaning to this kind of competition?" Shen Jiayi was very angry. "It's very meaningful, Free Fighting Thayer! Don't you think it's awesome? Between two men..." I was tongue-tied, and things didn't seem to be going well. "Isn't it just a fight? Ke Jingteng, you made a special trip to make yourself injured. I don't see any brilliance in such a competition. How can you be so naive?" Shen Jiayi became more and more angry as she spoke, even sounding like a teacher. "Childish?" I couldn't accept it. "It's childish! Very childish! Tell me, besides hurting yourself and others, what else can you learn from this strange game?" Shen Jiayi questioned. "Why do I need to learn? You don't necessarily have to learn something when you do something, right?" My heart was being torn and torn. "At least you have learned that you will be injured in such a game, and this kind of injury is unnecessary! Childish, you are really childish! I can only say that you deserve it!" Shen Jiayi couldn't accept it at all. And my emotions were piled higher and higher, and the padded thicker, and there was an indescribable sadness in my heart, tumbling violently. I don't want to choke, don't want to suffer. "Childish? Why don't you know that this free fighting competition is a great experience for me? Can you just be happy for me?" My anger exploded. On the other end of the phone, Shen Jiayi seemed to be stunned. "Whether it's free combat or fighting, why is taekwondo and judo competitions legitimate, but my fighting skills competition without regulations is very naive! It's obviously even more powerful! I can deliberately pick one in this kind of competition It takes a lot of courage to fight against the most powerful opponent, doesn't it?" My whole body was exploding. "...Are you going to hold such a competition in the future?" Shen Jiayi said coldly. "Why not do it? It must be done a second time!" I was so angry that my whole body trembled. "Childish." Shen Jiayi was still angry. "Why are you negating something that is important to me? It's a huge part of who I am, and you know me best in the world, don't you?" I took a deep breath. "The thing that is important to you is actually hurting yourself?" She said coldly. Deeply, it hurts me. "I'm so sad." I shed tears and didn't get angry anymore. Instead, there is a heart that cannot be understood. "I seem to be unable to move forward." I cried out: "Shen Jiayi, I seem to have no way to continue chasing you. I feel very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable." In tears, I made the biggest decision of my life. Shen Jiayi on the other end of the phone was not silent, she answered me quickly. "Then don't chase after me anymore!" She was also very stubborn, making it almost impossible for me to hold the phone. We end unpleasant conversations. I went back to the computer, typed on the keyboard while crying, and wrote a long letter to say goodbye to Shen Jiayi. Bye, bye, bye. You will never see how sad I am when I give up. My childishness comes from my passionate roots. It is because of this passion that I have been able to like you for so long. And this passion has become the existence that you deny and don't care. It's been eight years, the eighth year I've liked Shen Jiayi. Three years in junior high school, three years in high school, and two years in college. Every day I like this girl makes me full of vitality. Every time I wake up in my sleep, I know the meaning of life today.turn me on. Let me have something that I care about in this world.Make me cry tonight. At a certain point in my life, I understood the conflict of personality between Shen Jiayi and myself.I have known this contradiction for a long time, and my friends around me kept reminding me, but I always thought that the contradiction between the serious Shen Jiayi and the funny and impulsive me was not repulsion, but a kind of contrasting romance. There are no accidents in life, it can only be said that fate dictates it. I missed the opportunity to hear the magic spell, but because of a ridiculous and passionate competition, I and the girl I liked deeply parted ways on the road of love, and each turned into a line, running on different roads of life. Mercedes-Benz, but entangled with each other. Not long after, I made a girlfriend.Shen Jiayi also made a boyfriend. But the story between us did not end there. Eight years of liking have allowed us to have a deeper connection. Fuller than a lover, solider than a friend. That is bondage.