In the end, Tie Hanhan was once again limped by boxing fans in the forum and bought Pang Jianying.
The employees have already imagined what kind of bitter expression the boss will have after the game is over.
The boss managed to buy Zhuang Yanying in the previous competitions and made some money. This time, he probably will all go in. The employees looked at the boss with sympathy.
Be careful that one day the proprietress finds out, there will be nothing left of the boss's small coffers.
After watching the game, Zhuang Yan walked out of the arena and found that Qin Ruoshui's car was still parked outside waiting for him.
Mr. Qin is really a good man.
When Zhuang Yan got into the car, Butler Qin who was sitting in front turned around and smiled at him, while Qin Ruoshui beside him didn't say a word, and there was no expression on his face, but Mr. Qin has always been like this, so it's not surprising of.
He turned his head and glanced out of the car window. As early as after his match ended, the boxing fans in the arena had almost left. Pang Jian and his coach stood at the door pointing at the stand that had just been made and laughed.
It was a little far away, and Zhuang Yan couldn't see exactly what his stand was made of. He should have paid attention when he walked to the door just now.
The human looked out the car window in a daze, Qin Ruoshui felt a little curiosity, and looked in the direction of the human's line of sight, and then he saw the standing sign belonging to the human.
Tsk, the standing sign is not very good-looking.
But it's still okay, except that the human on the stand seems to be a little younger.
The photo that humans posted in Moments that night was good-looking, but it’s fine for him to see that kind of photo alone. Humans should learn to be more reserved.
Zhuang Yan looked at it for a long time and couldn't see which photo of himself was used for the signboard. It seemed that he had only taken one photo since he signed up, and that was the bareheaded photo, so he couldn't use that.
He imagined that the staff of the Sun Cup boxing match put his big head on other people's bodies, and then made this stand, thinking about it felt terrible.
Zhuang Yan opened WeChat and asked Zhou Fei, who was still in the venue, which photo he used for his stand. Zhou Fei quickly replied that it was a picture. It was a few years ago when Zhuang Yan and Wu Lianshui faced each other It was taken while playing.
This photo was taken well. When it was printed as a poster, almost all the boxing fans had one. I didn’t expect that a few years later, they would find this photo and make it into a card. Zhuang Yan stared at the screen I looked at the photo for a while, and I was quite nostalgic.
The boxing fans in the forum also saw this photo, and they discussed it one after another. They generally believed that the old dog Zhuang Yan was not worthy of using such a beautiful stand. From which corner did the staff flip this photo? It came out, isn't this photo released to promote Zhuang Yan? Whoever found the photos quickly came out and was beaten.
After heated discussions among boxing fans, an insider finally came forward. He commented under the post, saying: [I have a friend who works in the backstage of the Sun Cup boxing match. He hated Zhuang Yan deeply. Before Zhuang Yan came back, he watched some interviews with Zhao Wei. At that time, he wanted to dig Zhuang Yan out of the coffin box and beat him up. Later, when he learned that Zhuang Yan was not dead, he would anonymously scold Zhuang Yan on the forum every day, using the most vicious language he could think of to scold him day and night, day and night. However, from Zhuang Yan's first match, as long as it was his match, no matter who the opponent was, he would directly buy Zhuang Yan to win. While scolding Zhuang Yan, he found this photo from his old computer. What's more, the lower body of the previous photo had a slight blemish. I lost it all to P, and then happily handed over this photo to the supervisor. Now my friend suspects that he has Stockholm Syndrome, and is considering whether to see a psychiatrist. Please don’t scold him. .]
As soon as this remark came out, the hands of the boxing fans who were still passionately insulting in the post just now stopped beating and began to reflect deeply.
But the introspection only lasted for a short moment. Immediately, the boxing fans seemed to have discovered new fun, and they all left messages under the post, replying to the layer owner just now.
[Is that friend of yours really you?]
[I suspect that the upstairs has the same friend as me]
[A friend of mine also has this symptom, which seems to be a little more serious than the one above]
[I have helped my friend contact a psychiatrist]
[My friend's psychiatrist said this is not Stockholm, this is Tsundere]
[The psychiatrist upstairs is not good, do you understand what it means to see through but not tell through?]
[However, I have to say that Zhuang Yan's face can really be punched. After all these years, no one looks better than him.]
[For so many years, there is no one who can fight better than him, and I want to have someone who looks better than him]
[Be careful what you say upstairs, do you want to be banned by the altar master?]
[Oh, altar master's illness is the most serious]
[tsk, deadly arrogant]
[Upstairs your number is gone]
…
The boxing fans in the forum have changed their vests one after another, from Tsundere No. 2 to Tsundere No. 93, and the number after that is still increasing. As for No. 1, boxing fans believe that this number is well-deserved only by the altar master.
There are still some boxing fans led by the altar master, who can't forgive Zhuang Yan's fake punch, let alone admit that they are being arrogant.
Not only that, but the altar master also banned several boxing fans who were wearing arrogant vests, so the boxing fans who just wanted to be honest with themselves immediately turned back and yelled at Zhuang Yan.
Baozi looked at the forum where he had finally bluffed his remarks, and in an instant he returned to his original appearance, and these old dogs scolded Zhuang Yan even more in order to please the arrogant altar owner.
Baozi planned to have a good argument with the altar master. Back then, they were all guesses about Zhuang Yan's fake punches, without any direct evidence at all.
As a result, he was in a hurry and knocked over the water glass at the corner of the table, and the water spilled on the case below, causing the computer to crash immediately. I'm in tears..."
Zhuang Yan occasionally clicked into the forum to take a look when he was free, and was shocked to see a post with his name on the homepage.
He shook his head, this is the number one boxing forum in Chinese, how about changing it to Zhuang Yan's number one black fan forum in Chinese!
Zhuang Yan withdrew from the forum, dropped his phone, and took a good rest to prepare for tomorrow's final match.
The next morning, Zhuang Yan rubbed Mr. Qin's car to the outside of the arena, and then remembered that there were many boxing fans gathered around the signboard at the entrance, wondering what they were doing.
Zhuang Yan felt a little guilty, maybe he wanted to retaliate against his stand-up card, don't be so anxious, at least wait until the match is over before venting, he got off the car and walked over, waiting to see what these boxing fans are doing , not knowing whether to laugh or cry, raised his hands to cover his face and hurried into the backstage of the venue while they didn't notice.
That was a miraculous scene. Last night these boxing fans were still spurning the staff who made this photo into a stand in the forum, but when they came to the gate of the venue this morning, they couldn't bear to see the stand. They stopped and took out their mobile phones to take a group photo together.
Not only that, but there are also many boxing fans who will post photos of themselves group photos to various social accounts. Of course, these various social accounts do not include forums.
Even if it is sent to the forum, it is set so that only you can see it.
Zhou Fei was already waiting for Zhuang Yan in the background, put his hand on Zhuang Yan's arm and pinched it several times, and told Zhuang Yan, "Take it easy, don't be nervous, you're fine."
Zhuang Yan looked at the pile of empty mineral water bottles beside him, and he didn't know who was nervous.
After a while, Pang Jian and his coach also walked in. Zhuang Yan exchanged a glance with him, smiled politely, and then looked away.
Pang Jian knew that even if he won the Sun Cup boxing match, he would not be able to get a place in the Xiangwang Cup. It's just that he will quit boxing next year. He wants to have one more commemoration in his boxing career. My child couldn't say anything when asked, so he had the cheek to participate in the lightweight competition.
Under normal circumstances, he would be 70% to 80% sure to win the Sun Cup Lightweight Championship, but after all the calculations, he was still one step short.
No one expected to meet Zhuang Yan. Although some people said that his body had already been hollowed out, and he hadn't trained for so many years, it would be impossible for him to reach the same level as before, but after Zhuang Yan finished the first game, he No one dared to underestimate him anymore.
The opponent he has fought against so far has not gone through a round in his hands. The goal Pang Jian set for himself is to stick to Zhuang Yan's hands for a longer period of time, maybe he can show it off in the future.
His coach patted Pang Jian on the shoulder reassuringly. He was not as pessimistic as Pang Jian. Since Zhuang Yan's comeback, no one has seen him fight a protracted battle. Maybe this is where they can break through.
"Remember what I told you yesterday?"
Pang Jian nodded. The coach asked him to use evasive tactics when facing Zhuang Yan, and spend as much time as possible with Zhuang Yan. I hope it will be useful.
When the time came, Zhuang Yan and Pang Jian came out from behind the doors on both sides. Their coaches were also preparing in the audience. Since Zhuang Yan's previous battle was too short, it was useless for a round. Zhou Fei has now Never been to the stage.
After the Sun Cup boxing match, the next match will be the Xiang Wang Cup, and then he will have to find a new coach for Zhuang Yan.
Zhuang Yan came to the stage, and there were still media coming today. Although there were not many, the flashing lights below kept flickering like stars. All of this made Zhuang Yan more familiar.
The referee came to the stage. The referee, who usually wears casual clothes, also changed into a white shirt and black vest today. He looked much more energetic than before.
He came between Zhuang Yan and Pang Jian, told them the rules of the game, and then started counting down.
The bell rang, and the two confronted each other for a while. Zhuang Yan understood that Pang Jian was going to waste time with him. He punched Pang Jian, but Pang Jian raised his hand to block, and immediately retreated to avoid it.
Zhuang Yan took a step forward, he took a step back, there were occasional boos from the audience, the two people on the ring didn't care, Pang Jian was overweight, but his steps were still brisk, and after more than ten seconds in the opening, he only ate A few punches, but not enough to make him incapacitated.
Zhuang Yan saw the right time, forced Pang Jian to the corner of the ring, and smashed down his face with a set of combined punches. However, Pang Jian is also a person who can spare. At this time, he did not block, but opened his hands He hugged Zhuang Yan tightly, and pressed his head against Zhuang Yan's shoulder.
Zhuang Yan: "..."
His fist stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't fight anymore. He rarely lost his mind in the ring. Even when Qin Ruoshui smiled at him off the stage, he could still pretend he didn't see it with a blank expression.
That is, after the game, I will reflect on it carefully.
This time, if he hadn't been exposed to this move for too long, he wouldn't be caught off guard like this now.
The boxing fans booed even louder, and Qin Ruoshui, who was sitting in the auditorium, looked at the two people hugging each other on the stage, and felt that his forehead was throbbing violently.
Indecent! Indecent!
It is suggested that cuddling is prohibited after the boxing match. If there is a foul, the qualification of the match will be directly disqualified.
The flashes under the stage kept flashing, and this photo was probably taken to appear in the news in the near future.
Seeing them hugging each other, the referee hurried over and separated them.
Zhuang Yan took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing. He had already fully understood Pang Jian's intentions. He would dodge his opponent, and if he couldn't dodge, he would immediately hug him close to him.
Such an opponent is difficult to deal with. He has encountered it before. It should be the first time that Pang Jian adopts this kind of tactic.
After Zhuang Yan decided on the future strategy, he followed Pang Jian closely, and did not give him a moment's slack. Straight punches, swing punches, uppercuts, such tight moves, even if Pang Jian ran fast, he still couldn't Zhuang Yan scored a few points.
Seeing that he was about to retreat into the corner again, Pang Jian finally punched Zhuang Yan. Zhuang Yan raised his right hand to block, and quickly dodged to the right. At the same time, he hit Pang Jian's jaw with a left uppercut. Pain took two steps back, this was an opportunity, Zhuang Yan's pupils narrowed slightly, not giving the opponent any chance to react, and then a set of combined punches rained down.
In order to prevent being hugged again, Zhuang Yan's fists were fast and heavy, and he wanted to knock Pang Jian down in the shortest possible time.
Pang Jian's boxing frame had already been undone, and his expression seemed a little dazed. The voices of the boxing fans in the audience were all mixed together and stuck to his eardrums.
Pang Jian's coach was in the audience, shouting loudly: "Hold! Hold!"
Zhuang Yan ignored it and continued to attack fiercely, but hit Pang Jian hard every time he wanted to raise his hand.
Pang Jian's coach changed his tune and said, "Run! Run!"
Pang Jian regained some consciousness, obeyed the coach's guidance, and slid to the left to escape Zhuang Yan's control.
In the past, many people have studied Zhuang Yan's boxing techniques. He has two advantages that stand out among other fighters. The first is his quick response, and the second is his pace. He can perfectly and precisely control every move. The distance of one step is rare among many boxers.
The perfect coordination of his hands and feet has made him undefeated in the boxing ring, and this time the body repaired and reshaped by the mermaid has greater strength than before, and he has been trained in the dark seabed His predictive ability has brought his current skills to a higher level.
Pang Jian couldn't beat him, and he couldn't escape. He was so big that he looked very pitiful after being beaten by Zhuang Yan.
The boxing fans in the audience made louder voices. They didn't call out Zhuang Yan's name, but everyone knew that the applause and cheers were all for him.
Finally, under Zhuang Yan's heavy punch, Pang Jian fell on the stage with a bang, and the ring shook.
The boxing fans in the audience seemed to be frightened, and they stood still for a short moment, and then they began to cheer with greater enthusiasm.
Only the boss sighed silently when he saw that the little treasury he had saved with great difficulty was going to be given away again this time.
Pang Jian was lying on the ring, squinting at the glass of the dome. He really didn't have the strength to stand up and fight again. He tried his best, but like everyone else, he couldn't exceed one round.
But the good thing is that he lasted a minute.
After the referee counted down, Pang Jian took two deep breaths and stood up from the ground. The referee raised Zhuang Yan's left hand high, and the host began to announce the final winner of the Sun Cup boxing match.
"The champion of the 5th Sun Cup boxing match is—" He drew out the end of the voice, and under the eyes of everyone, he said those two words, "Zhuang Yan!"
Zhuang Yan looked towards the audience area ahead, and his gaze fell on Qin Ruoshui immediately. Mr. Qin was sitting there, not too far away from him, just for the obvious victory, but Mr. Qin had a sullen face , the expression doesn't look very happy yet.
Qin Ruoshui is thinking about whether he can use his own ability to persuade the boxing center to prohibit boxers from hugging during the match.
Zhuang Yan turned his eyes away and looked at the other boxing fans. A beam of light passed over their heads, and the little black heads were gathered together. When he fixed his eyes on what these people were doing, he suddenly didn't know whether to cry or not. good laugh.
If the other boxers win, the boxing fans in the audience should hold the stage and shout his name together, but this group of boxing fans just didn't shout, and packed up their things one by one and prepared to leave.
In just a few minutes, only the cheerleaders in front of the audience area were still shouting Zhuang Yan's name in unison, and the others were either preparing to leave or on their way out.
Who is this cheerleader sponsoring him? He must give the other party a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year.
After everything was over, Zhuang Yan went backstage to change clothes. Wang Chengzong followed after watching the match at the front desk. He frowned and asked Zhuang Yan: "Are these boxing fans a little too rebellious?"
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows after putting on his coat, took a sip of water, and asked, "Don't you think it's cute?"
"Are you out of your mind? How cute are you?" Wang Chengzong shook his head, not understanding Zhuang Yan's aesthetics, he took out a small notebook from his pocket, and sent it to Zhuang Yan together with a colored pen, "Come on, Sign me."
"What are you doing?"
"There is a little girl who likes you very much, and I plan to use your autograph to set up a relationship."
This move was too fast, Zhuang Yan asked him: "How do you know she likes me?"
Wang Chengzong straightened his chest and replied, "She scolded you very loudly in the audience just now."
Zhuang Yan: "..."
Is there a little problem with Wang Chengzong's definition of liking
He was afraid that Wang Chengzong would be slapped by the girl after sending the signature over, so he asked him again: "Are you sure she likes me?"
Wang Chengzong urged: "Hurry up, I don't know what girls think better than you!"
This Zhuang Yan admitted. He took the pen and paper and signed his name.
"It's called straight-talking." Wang Chengzong said with a look of experience, "All your fans have the same virtue."
When Qin Ruoshui came over, he heard such a conversation, starting with Zhuang Yan's sentence confirming that she likes me.
Qin Ruoshui quickly analyzed from these few words that someone liked Zhuang Yan, and Zhuang Yan seemed to be planning to respond to him.
Doesn't this human being like himself? Want to empathize
Are you going to move on in such a short time
Who is this? Half-hearted, not single-minded at all.
As soon as Zhuang Yan turned around, he saw Qin Ruoshui behind him. He was taken aback, because it was usually Qin Butler who came to look for him, and he didn't expect that Mr. Qin would suddenly appear behind him.