Not long after the game ended, the audience in the stadium had almost left. Qin Ruoshui sat in his seat and did not move for a long time. Butler Qin could only remind him: "Sir, should we also leave?"
Qin Ruoshui glanced at the boxing ring not far away, and said to Butler Qin, "I'll go backstage and have a look."
"Would you like me to come with you?"
"No, I can do it by myself."
Qin Ruoshui stood up from his seat and walked straight towards the backstage. The staff saw a man wearing a mask approaching, and raised his hand to stop him without thinking. After all, if everyone can enter their backstage casually , It's not a mess here anymore, especially now that there is Zhuang Yan in the backstage, judging by the madness of boxing fans on the Internet, it is estimated that their backstage will be flooded with rotten eggs.
However, what the staff did not expect was that Qin Ruoshui immediately took out a card from the pocket of his jacket. The staff took a closer look and found that it was written as Deputy Director of the Boxing Center.
I really can't tell, the man in front of me is actually the deputy director of the boxing center, but don't the people in the boxing center usually sit in the guest seats? How did he come from the audience area.
But these are not important, the staff put down the arm that blocked Qin Ruoshui just now, and said respectfully: "Please come in."
Facts have proved that rich people can do whatever they want. In just a few days, Qin Ruoshui has become both the administrator of the boxing forum and the deputy director of the boxing center.
If you can't do this, it only proves that you don't have enough money.
In the backstage, Zhuang Yan was changing clothes, and Zhou Fei stood outside summarizing Zhuang Yan's performance on the ring today.
Overall, Zhuang Yan's performance today was very good, but there were still some small problems. For example, when he intentionally exposed Hou Litian's flaws, his fists were a little loose, and Zhou Fei did not advocate this fishing method.
Fortunately, it was Hou Litian he met in the boxing ring today. If he had a bigger weight, he could have knocked him to the ground with a single punch.
Zhuang Yan listened patiently and humbly accepted all the questions Zhou Fei raised.
Qin Ruoshui stopped at the door and stared at Zhou Fei for a while, recalling what he did to Zhuang Yan in the ring just now, Qin Ruoshui felt sour in his heart.
Rationally, it was normal for the coach to help the boxer relax his muscles, but emotionally, Qin Ruoshui still felt a little awkward.
No, what's wrong with him? What does it matter who helps Zhuang Yan relax his muscles? What does helping Zhuang Yan untie his belt have to do with him
Qin Ruoshui felt as if he had fallen into a sticky swamp at a certain moment. He wanted to escape from here quickly, but he felt that staying here was not bad, surrounded by some warm, soft, familiar bubbles. around him.
Qin Ruoshui stood where he was, and looked at the changing room where Zhuang Yan was. His five senses were excellent, and he could clearly hear the sound of fabric rubbing inside. A strange seed that had been planted in his heart a long time ago seemed to be As if being called, he struggled to break through the ground.
After Zhou Fei helped Zhuang Yan summarize the match from beginning to end, he turned around and saw this strange man standing at the door.
He was wearing a mask and hat, and his eyes were slightly drooping, which made Zhou Fei feel a little familiar, but for a while his brain was not working well, and he really couldn't remember where he had seen this person before.
Couldn't it be Zhuang Yan's black fans who came to throw sulfuric acid? Zhou Fei was startled by his own thoughts, and immediately entered a state of alert.
Qin Ruoshui walked over slowly, he looked up at Zhou Fei who looked like a great enemy, and felt a little baffled.
Is he a merman? Show this pair of expressions.
Zhou Fei finally saw clearly that the man's eyes were dark blue at this time, and now he remembered where he had seen Qin Ruoshui, this... Isn't this Zhuang Yan's boss
Why did this boss come backstage? Did you come to see Zhuang Yan
While Zhou Fei was thinking, Zhuang Yan's voice came from the changing room, and he said to Zhou Fei, "Brother Zhou, hand me my pants."
Zhou Fei responded, and then suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen Zhuang Yan take his trousers in just now, so why did he ask him for his trousers now, "Didn't you take your trousers in."
Zhuang Yan in the changing room smiled embarrassedly: "I took the wrong one just now."
He took off his trousers only to realize that he took them by mistake, and he didn't know who put them in his locker. He didn't look carefully just now, and took them directly into the changing room.
"Where are your pants?"
"Still in that locker."
As soon as Zhuang Yan finished speaking, before Zhou Fei could move, Qin Ruoshui took a step forward, opened Zhuang Yan's storage cabinet, and took out the gray jeans inside.
Zhou Fei silently watched Qin Ruoshui's actions, is this really Zhuang Yan's boss? Why do I always meet Zhou Papi? Why is Zhuang Yan's luck so good.
In addition, didn't Zhuang Yan say that his boss still has a slight obsession with cleanliness? Zhou Fei fell into deep doubts. Is it okay for cleanliness to take pants for people
There should be no problem.
Since Qin Ruoshui kept silent, Zhuang Yan had no idea that the people outside the changing room had changed. The venue for the King's Cup competition is fine, but the changing room is too simple, and the lockers outside are not locked. Forget it, there isn't even a hook in it.
Zhuang Yan handed out the wrong trousers and the big boxing trousers he just took off his body, and said to Zhou Fei: "Brother Zhou, help me get it."
Qin Ruoshui put away the pair of shorts that belonged to Zhuang Yan, and he didn't even touch the remaining pair of pants that belonged to someone else. Zhuang Yan frowned inside, why did he only take one
"Brother Zhou, there is one more thing."
Zhou Fei glanced at Qin Ruoshui, Zhuang Yan's boss seemed to have no intention of picking up the remaining pair of pants.
It's hard for Zhou Fei to understand. You've got two pants in your hand, so is the third pair missing? With question marks all over his head, he put away the trousers that were left in Zhuang Yan's hands.
After Qin Ruoshui handed the trousers to Zhuang Yan, she turned to look at Zhou Fei. Doesn't this coach feel that he is a little redundant here? The post-match summary is also done, so what are you still doing here
Seeing that Zhou Fei had no intention of leaving by himself, Qin Ruoshui whispered to him expressionlessly, "Go back first."
Zhou Fei scratched his head, why did he feel that Zhuang Yan's boss seemed a little hostile to him.
He shouldn't have done anything to offend him, right? Zhou Fei thought about it, and there really wasn't. He had only met the boss a few times in total.
Then maybe his boss is like this on weekdays, Zhou Fei shouted to Zhuang Yan who was still dawdling in the changing room: "Zhuang Yan, I'll go first", and then quickly left the room.
Zhuang Yan could hear a little eagerness in Zhou Fei's voice, and he didn't understand why he was in such a hurry, was he going to the toilet
Qin Ruoshui stood outside the changing room, staring at the door in front of him and began to meditate. In just a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
What exactly does he want from Zhuang Yan
After Zhuang Yan finished changing, he opened the door and came out of the changing room. Looking at Qin Ruoshui who was opposite him, he blinked, not sure if his eyes were dazzled, he had become a living person again
Qin Ruoshui and Zhuang Yan looked at each other, quickly looked away, and said to him, "Go back."
Zhuang Yan followed behind Qin Ruoshui in a daze, and came out of the changing room together with him. Obviously, this was not the first time Qin Ruoshui came backstage to look for him, but he just felt that this time was especially different. She even felt thick-skinned that Qin Ruoshui might be flirting with herself.
It wasn't until he came out of the backstage and walked into the empty arena that Zhuang Yan vaguely remembered that the pair of shorts he wore during the game seemed to have disappeared.
It's so hard being a man!
It is even more difficult to be a man who can lose his pants!
Zhuang Yan looked up at Qin Ruoshui in front of him, secretly took out his mobile phone, and called Zhou Fei. He lowered his voice and asked Zhou Fei, "Brother Zhou, where are my pants?"
"Aren't your pants on you? What do you want from me?" Zhou Fei was very wronged. He had never touched Zhuang Yan's pants in the changing room for so long.
"Where are the shorts I wore to the game?"
If Zhuang Yan raised his head at this time and observed Qin Ruoshui carefully, he would find that his left hand in his trouser pocket was trembling slightly.
"Ah?" Zhou Fei asked naturally, "Isn't it at your boss's place?"
Zhuang Yan reacted for a while before realizing that Zhou Fei's boss was referring to Qin Ruoshui. He was puzzled: "Why is it at my boss's place?"
He thought it was Zhou Fei who directly stuffed the shorts into Qin Ruoshui's hand when he left.
Zhou Fei on the other end of the phone replied: "When you took it out, it was your boss who took it."
Zhuang Yan was a little silly. He really didn't think that Qin Ruoshui had already come outside the changing room at that time, and even took his pants. Thinking of that time, he seemed to have urged Zhou Fei, Zhuang Yan It seems that it is time for me to pay attention to whether there is any new job suitable for him.
After hanging up with Zhou Fei, Zhuang Yan held the phone and looked up at Qin Ruoshui's back. He was really embarrassed to ask the husband where his shorts were. It was still on Qin Ruoshui's body.
According to Mr. Qin's personality, it is estimated that he was directly thrown into the trash can.
Although the shorts were not expensive, it was a bit wasteful to just throw them away.
Zhuang Yan sighed silently, as a man who has just bought a new house and still has to worry about losing his job, it's really hard.
Life, why is it always like this.
After returning to Qin's house, Qin Ruoshui immediately returned to her own third floor. Zhuang Yan lingered in the hall on the first floor for a long time, not knowing what to do, and finally returned to her bedroom in despair.
Qin Ruoshui stood in his bedroom, he was the only one here, he was finally able to take out the things he had been hiding in his pockets.
This pair of shorts, which were covered with a pleated quilt into a small ball, was now unfolded by Qin Ruoshui and placed on the huge double bed in front of him.
To be honest, the boxer's clothes have no sense of design. Its fabric looks cheap and its colors are very gaudy. In the bullring, it is definitely the only focus of the bull's eyes.
Qin Ruoshui frowned, he couldn't figure out why he kept these shorts by mistake, he really wanted to go back to the moment when this happened, and then pry his head open to see what happened to him. What are you thinking.
So what use is he holding these shorts now
Return it to Zhuang Yan? Then why did he work so hard
hang up? Is he out of his mind
Just throw it away
…
After a long time of contemplation, Qin Ruoshui sighed softly, and that sigh seemed to contain a compromise with a certain fate. Finally, he stretched out his hands and folded the pair of almost bright red shorts neatly. Put it in the drawer beside your bed.
Tsk, it's an insult to his taste.
At that time, my brain must have been flooded!
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Zhuang Yan's black fan · Late Tsundere · Boxing forum owner · Someone is going crazy recently. Since he signed the contract to sell the administrator, the trend of the entire forum has changed. Although as the owner of the forum, he has the right to The post deleted by the administrator will be restored, but he is a social animal. He not only has to go to work, but also occasionally has to work overtime until late at night. It is impossible to keep an eye on the trend of the forum all the time.
But this newly appointed administrator R is like a rich woman who has money and leisure. Twenty-four hours a day, he spends 23 hours in the forum, and for the remaining hour, he hires someone to work in the forum. Watching for him, he can immediately notice any disturbance in the forum, and immediately respond accordingly.
This incident made the altar friends very angry, isn't the altar owner Zhuang Yanhei? Why didn't you quickly remove the administrator of R after knowing what that R did! Can't you tell that this is Zhuang Yan's brainless fan
The forum members call the forum owner every day, hoping that the forum owner can immediately deprive administrator R of his rights, but the forum owner seems to have blocked them, and administrator R is still calling the wind and rain in the forum, covering the sky with one hand.
In view of the fact that the administrator R has too much power, and the altar owner has a kind of obsessive connivance towards him, some altar members not only speculate: if this R is not the altar owner's father, then he is very likely to be another personality of the altar owner.
Either broke out in silence, or became abnormal in silence. The altar master is finally abnormal now, and he forced himself to create a second personality.
Tsundere is a disease! It is recommended to seek medical attention as soon as possible.
The forum members tentatively posted a few posts praising Zhuang Yan, but this time the administrator R did not do anything, so their posts became popular on the homepage for a while, and every forum member who clicked in was full of enthusiasm. Leave the words group me money.
The posters looked at the popularity of their posts complacently, and thought that the trend of the forum has indeed changed. Zhuang Yan, who was called by everyone at the beginning, has also begun to clean up. What kind of group is my money? Follow the pace of the organization.
However, not long after they were happy, the forum took the initiative. He not only deleted the posts sent by the forum friends, but also directly banned these forum friends for three days, and there was still no R among the banned people.
Damn you! Why!
The altar owner deleted all the posts boasting Zhuang Yan, and at the same time restored the posts deleted by R. He finally realized belatedly that the money was really hot, and he couldn't get rid of it now.
Black-hearted money can't be earned!
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Proust successfully arrived in Pinghai City on a sunny afternoon, and seeing this legendary miraculous coach with his own eyes, most of Qin Ruoshui's worries disappeared immediately.
This Proust looks much safer than Zhou Fei.
Proust's Chinese is not very good. During this time, he took a crash course abroad and learned a few simple daily expressions. With an obvious foreign accent, he said to Zhuang Yan: "I have read your The game was played very well.”
Zhuang Yan was so excited that he seemed to have hundreds of screaming chickens screaming at the same time, but on the surface he still looked normal, nodding to express his gratitude to Proust for his praise.
Proust gave Zhuang Yan a systematic test and quickly worked out a corresponding training plan for him. However, since he is currently in the competition, all training has been cut in half.
In his opinion, Zhuang Yan's talent is very good. He can be ranked among the top five boxers he has ever seen in his life. As long as he keeps working hard, it is only a matter of time before he enters the WBO.
When Proust was free, he was very curious about the relationship between Qin Ruoshui and Zhuang Yan. It was not like that Mr. Qin could pay such a high fee for Zhuang Yan and invite him from abroad. Ordinary host and housekeeper.
Or is it that their national conditions are different
It's a bit difficult to understand.
As soon as Zhuang Yan's training was over, Butler Qin came to the door of the training room and informed him, "Zhuang Yan, sir told you to go up."
Zhuang Yan let out a cry. Unexpectedly, what Qin Ruoshui would ask him for at this time, he quickly came to the third floor, knocked on the door, and walked in: "Sir, are you looking for me?"
Qin Ruoshui hummed lightly, and gave Zhuang Yan a stack of business cards: "This is the contact information of well-known domestic hackers."
"Thank you, sir."
Qin Ruoshui's efficiency was so fast that Zhuang Yan was a little flattered. Mr. Qin was really kind to him.
Touched, wanted to cry.
Just when Zhuang Yan was brewing his feelings, Qin Ruoshui suddenly opened his mouth and asked him, "What's the matter with your fake punches?"
Zhuang Yan was stunned, he didn't expect Qin Ruoshui to ask him about this at such a time.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Qin Ruoshui also began to reflect on whether his attitude just now was not good? Shouldn't it be more gentle.
Although Zhuang Yan didn't often mention that incident back then, there was nothing he couldn't say.
He told Qin Ruoshui everything that happened back then, including the fact that Mr. Zhuang was seriously ill. In order to get his bonus in the club in advance, he agreed to the club's request and could not say anything about the game in front of the media. thing.
"I see." Qin Ruoshui's voice seemed normal.
Zhuang Yan thought that he still had training in the afternoon, so he should go down to eat, so he asked, "Sir, have I gone out?"
Get out, can he still prevent this human being from going out
Tsk.
"Have lunch with me." Qin Ruoshui said lightly.
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The friends in the forum woke up from a nap and suddenly found that there was an article with a sense of history and age that was pushed up by someone, and by the way, it was added to the essence.
They clicked in and took a look. Isn't this the most famous white-washing article written by Zhuang Yan after he punched fake punches? At that time, the boxing fans were still innocent and kind, and they expressed the most pure kindness to Zhuang Yan, hoping that he would clarify after he was discharged from the hospital. Forgive him a little.
But he didn't say anything, as if he had acquiesced that he had punched fake.
Now this article has been re-discovered, what is it going to do!
All the forum members were extremely confused, and looked at the last person who posted the top post, it was really the administrator R who seemed to be online 24 hours a day.
Who is this R Zhuang Yan? !
Who is this altar master? !