Butler Qin's little orange cat has not been loved by Mr. Qin since he came to the Qin's Manor. If he mischievously ran to the third floor, he would be coldly stared at by Qin Ruoshui. However, the treatment in the Qin's Manor is very good. It can eat The highest-grade canned fish and all kinds of snacks are ready. In a few days, the pointed little beauty's face has turned into a cake face. It can be imagined that the future of the big orange has been decided.
After Zhuang Yan came back from running, the little orange cat ran towards his four feet from the other side of the lawn, bumped into his ankle, fell to the ground and began to touch porcelain.
This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, Zhuang Yan sometimes wonders if the big brother mermaid has left his aura on him, which is why this kitten likes him so much.
He bent down and picked up the little orange cat at his feet, held it in his arms, and walked to the rest bench on the side. He liked this kind of furry little animal very much. The setting sun reflected on his reddened facial features. There was a slight smile in the gray eyes.
Mr. Zhuang has been in good health since he took the medicine for the operation, but he was not happy when he heard that he was going to punch again. He was in a cold war with him, but don't worry, he will be fine after two days of coaxing.
His palm stroked the kitten's back lightly. The cat felt very comfortable, arched its body and yawned lazily, then climbed down on Zhuang Yan's lap again, curled up into a small group.
Zhuang Yan became interested: "Let me tell you a story. A long time ago, there was a miller who left all his inheritance to his three sons after his death. The eldest got the stone mill, and the second got the millstone." A donkey, and the poor third got only a cat..."
Zhuang Yan was so immersed in his own story that he didn't realize that Qin Ruoshui had come up behind him just as he spoke to the four-legged beast on his lap.
Qin Ruoshui felt that Zhuang Yan's storytelling posture seemed familiar, and for some reason a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart, but he wanted to turn his head and leave, but for some reason, the wheelchair under him suddenly stopped listening. kept him where he was.
The original version of the story Zhuang Yan told should also be the famous fairy tale "Puss in Boots", but when it came to his mouth, the main line of the story changed. It was originally a touching story about a witty cat helping the owner change his poor life and marry a princess. Now become the owner and fight hard for that lazy and vain cat.
The subtle feeling of déjà vu became stronger.
"And then the cat's owner stopped giving him nice boots, do you know why?"
The little orange cat meowed, as if in response to Zhuang Yan.
This is much more than his mermaid brother.
Zhuang Yan patted the four-legged beast's snow-white, fluffy belly, "It ate too much, and it left the owner poor."
Qin Ruoshui: "..."
Suddenly there was a chuckle behind him, with a three-point mockery, Zhuang Yan turned his head, only to realize that Qin Ruoshui had come behind him at some point, thinking that he might have listened to all the stories he had just said, a trace of embarrassment Slowly spread in Zhuang Yan's mind.
In fact, Zhuang Yan is not a talkative person. When he was a child, before he went to school, no matter whether it was in his original home or in the dealership, he never had many friends around him, so he often told himself stories and told stories in his own imagination. Here, he has friends to accompany him.
When he grew up, he would babble a few words when he felt lonely or fearful.
Just like when he was at the bottom of the sea, he would tell the mermaid one story after another about the little mermaid, not only to help the big brother mermaid with health education, but also to cover up his inner loneliness and fear.
Zhuang Yan stood up holding the four-legged beast on his lap. The cat gave him a dissatisfied look. He patted the cat's round head, coughed lowly, and called, "Sir."
Qin Ruoshui hummed lightly, his eyes stayed on the cat in Zhuang Yan's arms for a moment, and lowered his eyes, as if he didn't want to stay in this place any longer, the wheelchair under him suddenly became easier to use, Qin Ruoshui He patted on the armrest, turned around and went back to the villa.
The sunset has decorated the sky with extraordinary charm, leaving a layer of brilliant gold on the top of the mountain where the sun has set, and it gradually turns orange, purple, and blue-gray. As the night slowly falls, these gorgeous colors fade away one by one.
The lawn lamp and the stars above the head appeared in the sky at the same time, and the evening wind came slowly, and the Phalaenopsis shook its broad leaves and rustled.
Zhuang Yan looked at Qin Ruoshui's leaving back, and guessed that after hearing the story he just made up, he might dislike him even more.
Zhuang Yan scratched the cat's chin. The cat stretched its neck and closed its eyes comfortably, and heard the human ask himself: "Mr. Qin is very good-looking, isn't he?"
The cat sticks out its tongue and licks its paw. I don't know if it looks good or not, but it should be delicious.
Zhuang Yan thought that the distance between himself and Qin Ruoshui was already very far, and his voice was not too loud, so it was impossible for Qin Ruoshui to hear him.
But I'm sorry, every word he said reached Qin Ruoshui's ears.
Qin Ruoshui's ears moved, covered with a layer of light pink, and snorted coldly in his heart, he is really a superficial human being.
Zhuang Yan hugged the cat and looked at the stars for a while, then went back to the villa.
He will start his first game after his comeback tomorrow, so he needs to rest well and have good dreams tonight.
After Qin Ruoshui returned to the third floor, he took a sports magazine from the study room. After flipping through a few pages, he found that most of it was about ball games. Butler: "Do you have any plans for tomorrow?"
Butler Qin was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Not yet."
"Yeah?"
I always feel that the tone of Mr. Qin's words seems to want me to arrange for him. According to Butler Qin's own experience with him for many years, the following words must be answered carefully.
What will he forget about tomorrow? Moreover, it must be very important for Mr. to bring it up on his own initiative. What exactly is it
Butler Qin racked his brains, thought and thought, and finally he could only remember that Zhuang Yan's match seems to be tomorrow, does the sir want to go to the match
In the end, Butler Qin had no choice but to ask hesitantly: "Zhuang Yan is going to play a game, sir, do you want to watch it?"
Qin Ruoshui frowned, and Butler Qin's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he guessed wrong, and then he heard his husband ask himself: "Did he invite me?"
Actually, no, Zhuang Yan didn't dare to disturb Qin Ruoshui, and felt that even if invited, a fairy like Qin Ruoshui, who looked like he had stepped off a painting, would not watch such a violent match.
Qin Butler nodded against his conscience, and said with a smile: "Yes."
Qin Ruoshui thought for a while, raised his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Then I'll take a look."
"Okay, sir." The smile on Qin Butler's face became more and more kind. It seems that the husband doesn't like Zhuang Yan in general.
And Zhuang Yan didn't know anything about it, he was fast asleep, and the silver moonlight shone on his face through the glass window, shining into his dreamland.
The dream was the day when he went to sea, he was lying on the rock, the mermaid was lying on his body, he opened his eyes, this time his eyes were no longer white, but a very beautiful face , with the azure blue sky and the surging blue sea reflected behind him, Zhuang Yan's heart beat unprecedentedly.
It was Qin Ruoshui's face. The next moment the mermaid jumped into the deep sea and disappeared in the huge white waves.
The corners of Zhuang Yan's mouth raised slightly.
After waking up the next morning, Zhuang Yan waited for a while in the living room on the first floor after packing up. He wanted to take another look at Qin Ruoshui before leaving, but unfortunately, Qin Ruoshui never came down from the third floor.
He left with a little disappointment, and Qin Ruoshui on the third floor was standing in front of the open closet, with distressed expression on his face, what clothes should he wear to go out today.
At 8:30 in the morning, Zhuang Yan arrived at the venue for the Sun Cup boxing match. Before the match started, all the contestants had to go through the weighing process.
Zhuang Yan chose the lightweight class. The lightweight class requires players to weigh more than 61.29 kilograms and less than 63.56 kilograms. The Sun Cup does not have too strict weight requirements, but Zhuang Yan must be strict with himself.
If you don't respect the rules now, the rules won't respect you in the future.
Only by winning the light heavyweight competition can he be qualified to leapfrog to challenge the middleweight and heavyweight competitions.
The match between Zhuang Yan and Zhang Dechi was in the afternoon. Apart from Zhuang Yan, the other players who came to participate in the Sun Cup boxing match were either newcomers or old boxers who didn't have a name yet.
The auditorium below was not even full in the front row, and the boxing fans couldn't get excited after sitting for more than an hour. Those fighters played lazily, without any momentum, which was very disappointing.
And in the backstage lounge, many staff members and boxing fans who sneaked in secretly took out their mobile phones to point at Zhuang Yan who was practicing air boxing, as if they were watching some rare animals.
A living Zhuang Yan, this is a living Zhuang Yan...
Zhuang Yan didn't mind these people's onlookers, and was not disturbed by them at all. After all, this situation also happened when he won the King Xiang Cup gold belt back then.
When the referee came to the stage in the afternoon, he was taken aback by the grand occasion in the venue. The audience area was empty in the morning, but it was full of people at this time.
Because this is Zhuang Yan's first fight after his comeback, even though he used to punch fake punches, even though his body was rumored to have been hollowed out by beauty, even though there are still many more, but boxing fans still hold 120,000 points The anticipation came here.
It's just that they expected Zhuang Yan to knock down their opponents before, but now they expect Zhuang Yan to be beaten so hard that he can't get up again.
Fortunately, Butler Qin acted early and grabbed two tickets for the front row. He originally wanted to watch with his old buddy, but now the old buddy has been replaced by Mr. Qin.
Butler Qin had no room to say what he had praised Zhuang Yan, and was very uncomfortable.
Before the match started, boxing fans in the spectator area were discussing livelyly what posture Zhuang Yan would take to fall to the ground. They scolded Zhuang Yan for being shameless back then, scolded him for being seduced by a woman, and cursed him Don't even think about finding a girlfriend in the future, boxing fans are talking about it, and they are full of passion.
When it comes to passion, several boxing fans hugged into a ball, teary, and only felt that it was too late to meet each other.
It took a while for their emotions to stabilize a bit, and they asked each other: "Who wins if you all buy?"
Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and then all the boxing fans said in unison: "Which idiot would buy Zhuang Yan to win! Whoever buys is the grandson!"
In the morning, Qin Ruoshui asked Butler Qin to buy 300,000 Zhuang Yan won: "..."
The boxing fans seemed to firmly believe that Zhuang Yan, whose body had been hollowed out, would surely be smashed in the ring today.
The boxing fans were rich, and hired a cheerleading team for Zhang Dechi. Standing at the front of the auditorium, the young and beautiful girls were wearing red sailor uniforms, holding colorful flower balls in their hands, and their voices were clear and loud, "Got it!" Dechi, you are the strongest! Dechi, you are the best!"
Qin Ruoshui frowned slightly, it didn't matter if the other party had more fans, why would there be a cheerleader, and Zhuang Yan's side was miserable, with no one cheering.
Zhuang Yan is a member of the Qin family, so he can't be so shabby. He began to think about whether he should prepare something for Zhuang Yan in the next match.
When the time finally came, the host's voice came to mind at the front desk, and the two contestants could take the stage.
Zhuang Yan handed the cloak to Zhou Fei's hand, Zhou Fei gave him a cheering gesture, Zhuang Yan tilted his head and smiled at him.
He stepped up the steps in front of him step by step, walked to the center of the ring, stopped, he had not stood in this place for a long, long time, he raised his head, and his tiny body was reflected in the light blue glass of the huge dome of the arena. The sound, the staggered lights sweeping across his face, and the bursts of cheers from the audience, all of this made him extremely familiar.
He loves this place deeply.
Although none of the applause and shouts were for him, there were also scolding voices against him. If he hadn't been the first in the match, boxing fans might have rushed up to hammer him.
"Zhang Dechi! Come on!"
"Zhang Dechi! Come on!"
"Zhang Dechi! Come on!"
…
The voice rushed towards the stage like a wave. Zhang Dechi had never received so many cheers. He looked down the stage and saw these enthusiastic boxing fans, and suddenly a sense of pride arose in his heart. Zhuang Yan on the opposite side seemed to have nothing to fear, nothing to be afraid of at all.
What's more, not only Zhao Wei, but also many people have told him that Zhuang Yan's health is failing. He just needs to use the combination boxing that he has practiced for many years to catch him by surprise, and then take the opportunity to find his weakness and quickly recover. If you strike, you will definitely be able to defeat him.
Zhang Dechi simulated in his mind what would happen on the stage later, he seemed to have heard the boxing fans shouting his name, and his name would become a new favorite in the boxing world.
Zhuang Yan glanced across the stage, and suddenly saw Qin Ruoshui's face in the crowd. Although Qin Ruoshui was wearing a mask, he recognized him at a glance.
He was slightly startled, and couldn't help but bend his eyes.
Qin Ruoshui looked at him and immediately looked away. If this human being hadn't begged him to come, he wouldn't have come.
After the referee came to the stage, he explained the rules of the game to Zhuang Yan and Zhang Yichi. Be careful not to attack below the waist and the back of the head. It is considered a foul and points will be deducted.
After the two contestants nodded to express their understanding, the referee began to count down to three two one.
The bell rang.
Before the two boxers could make a move, the boxing fans off the court couldn't help but stood up, all blushing, wishing they could rush to the stage to help Zhang Dechi beat Zhuang Yan violently, and the shouts that broke through the sky came from the stage come down.
On the stage, Zhang Dechi, who was full of confidence, chose to strike first, but he was an amateur after all. In Zhuang Yan's view, Zhang Dechi was too weak. His movements were slow, and his punches lacked explosive power. The control distance of the step cannot be grasped well.
So he dived lightly, avoiding Zhang Dechi's carefully prepared opening.
Zhang Dechi never thought that his punch would fail, and he felt a little stupid for a while.
Second, while Zhang Dechi was in a daze, Zhuang Yan threw a straight fist towards his chin fiercely. Zhang Dechi wrinkled his facial features and arched his back because of the pain.
In amateur competitions, the players tend to use just enough and don't hit too hard, which leads to their slightly weaker fighting ability.
There were exclamations from the audience, as if Zhuang Yan's punch had also hit the jaws of boxing fans.
After Zhang Dechi was hit by Zhuang Yan, his fists were loose, his back was slumped, and his footsteps were not as active as before. He knew that he was not Zhuang Yan's opponent and wanted to avoid him.
But his movement hesitated, he took a step back and Zhuang Yan stepped forward, Zhuang Yan aimed at his face and rained down his fists, Zhang Dechi blocked with his head in his arms.
The corners of Zhuang Yan's mouth curled up slightly, and the fist with his right hand was as fast as the wind.
It's a punch to the ribs!
Zhang Dechi let out a cry of pain, staggered a step back, and fell down with a bang.
The audience was silent for a while, and the cheers and cheers just now disappeared. Everyone was dumbfounded and stared blankly at the stage.
On the stage, Zhuang Yan withdrew his hand and returned to the center of the ring. He stood upright with a calm expression, only when he saw Qin Ruoshui, there was a little smile in his eyes.
How long has it been since the game started, did Zhang Dechi drink fake wine before the game? Why did it fall so quickly