He has wrinkles on his face and a shriveled figure. He is used to wearing suits left over from the last century. He always likes to comb his back and obeys others' insults and insults and scolds, and has a kind and kind attitude towards the people around him. This is the impression that Uncle Zhou gave to people and Shang Yang's inherent impression of him.

Shang Yang felt close to him since the first time he met. It might be because the old man refused to give up on his stupid son, or the old man still had a fearless spirit in his current life.

So he is more willing to do his best to help.

Uncle Zhou squeezed among a group of boxers and could only watch the ring through the gap. After all, the door of the boxer's appearance position was so big. On the other side of the door was the audience seat. You need to buy a ticket to enter. Even the coach could only enter at the end of the round.

Shang Yang walked into the crowd, raised his hand and placed it on the shoulder of the boxer, and pulled him back.

Most of the boxers and scattered people around here, and the boxers on the field are on the other side of the field, which is the best viewing position.

This boxer was dissatisfied. After all, being able to find a favorable position to watch is a gain. They are all single players. They can't say who will meet who, so they are here to understand the enemy situation in advance. But when they turn their heads and look fool Yang, they immediately closed their mouths and retreated silently. First, they dared not provoke boxers in the field, and second, they were because this guy had just fought too frankly.

Without strength, there is no right to speak.

"Give it back, thank you..."

Shang Yang said it very politely, but also very decisive.

The circle of people around the door turned their heads and recognized him. Everyone looked at him heavily and began to retreat silently.

"Uncle..."

Seeing that Uncle Zhou also saw him, Shang Yang pointed to the front: "You stand in front, it's more convenient to see."

If it is in normal times, Uncle Zhou would never stand at the forefront. In his ideas, if he doesn't show off, he will be patient if he can. It would be great to be an ordinary person who doesn't look at him more. However, it's the season, and the battle will be resolved within a few rounds. He doesn't want to miss a single slightest.

I stepped forward and stood at the front two steps, and looked forward and was already flat.

Uncle Zhou grabbed the pants thread with both hands and looked at the boxing ring nervously.

In fact, Shang Yang kept some words in his heart. Through the past two months of understanding, it can be analyzed that Uncle Zhou’s previous family must have been well, and even in the wealthy class. First of all, his suit was worth at least a few thousand yuan, which was equivalent to the annual income level of an ordinary family.

Secondly, Zhou Fei comes here to compete about three to four times a month, and there is no guarantee that he can win. Even if he wins all, he will only have a prize of 3,000 yuan. The monthly sparring fee for Shang Yang is only 15,000 yuan. He wanted to ask for less, but Uncle Zhou insisted on giving it to him.

The current living conditions of the father and son are that they have no source of income and their monthly expenditure is at least about 20,000 yuan.

There is a Jinshan that can eat like this and have time to have a day.

Moreover, as his level increases, he feels that Zhou Fei's reaction speed, punching strength, and even his intelligence level are not suitable for continuing to be in the ring. However, Uncle Zhou never said that he would give up and always obey this "silly" son.

He stood beside him and looked forward.

Zhou Fei had already collided with his opponent last year. He was able to participate in the season games and was all elites of various clubs. His strength was one level higher than usual. In fact, Zhou Fei was more suitable for playing such games. He was always in full swing and never deliberately controlled his breathing and frequency. In comparison, other players paid more attention to winning the game in normal times. When they were not outstanding, they were not adapted to the fast pace.

At the end of the round, both sides were exhausted and panting, but they could not solve the problem.

From the second round, Shang Yang, who was standing beside him, could clearly feel Uncle Zhou was worried. Every time Zhou Fei was hit by a punch, his body tensed a little, and his opponent hit the head, and Uncle Zhou's face changed.

"It's better to lose!"

Shang Yang is not an irrational person. Just as he decided to sell the fruit stall and join the boxing ring, it was all the result of careful consideration. He took this path to gain a better future for himself. If Zhou Fei continues to move forward, it will only drag down the old man around him.

Perhaps as he loses, the fool knows that he should give up.

The boxing ring continues, neither of them is very famous. After just experiencing Shang Yang's game, the audience is in a period of weakness, shouting and roaring, not as sensation as before, and are waiting dormant, because there is still an important figure to appear today... Zi Yang, who is ranked eighth in the ranking.

He is also the boxer who has the highest reputation for winning this singles competition.

"Bang..."

Entering the third round, Zhou Fei was exhausted and sweating profusely. Under his tireless attack, he finally achieved results. He kicked his opponent in the face and kicked his opponent in the air. The opponent was not in a coma, but he was lying in the boxing ring and gasping violently, and his physical strength was already at its limit.

finally.

Ten seconds later, the referee raised Zhou Fei's arm and announced his victory.

Zhou Fei grinned and rushed forward, stood on the belt and shouted to the audience: "I want to get married!"

No one cheered for him, but more of ridiculous jokes.

Uncle Zhou did not feel ashamed of Zhou Fei's behavior, but instead raised his chest and his eyes lit up. Even just now, he was almost pressed to the ground by Lao Hei. Zhou Fei only knew how to dodge and was sincerely proud of his son's victory.

Shang Yang suddenly felt a little envious.

"Win...win!"

Uncle Zhou's face turned slightly red, and he kept muttering with his fist in front of his chest.

Shang Yang glanced at him and clapped his hands.

After greeting Zhou Fei off the stage, Zhou Fei had a big smile on his face, ignored Uncle Zhou, and strided straight to the lounge.

"I played beautifully just now. Uncle knew that you had made progress, but I didn't expect that you had made such great progress. With your current strength, every time you train, you just don't fight back. If you fight back, Xiaofei will not survive in front of you for three rounds. Judging from the growth rate, you will be able to squeeze into the ranking list in a few months!"

Uncle Zhou and Shang Yang walked side by side at the end and returned to the off-field players' lounge.

"Diligence can make up for your shortcomings. I have been flying a few years later than others. I can only seize every opportunity to train. In fact, I also hope that one day I can have a name on the rankings."

There is no need to hide it in front of Uncle Zhou.

When I met the audience, club, and boxers’ attitude towards boxers on the rankings, who doesn’t want to go up?

"You must also cherish your body. I heard about the intensity of your training you give yourself every day. I just want to say... Child, you are too hard for you."

Shang Yang was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head.

He thought that last month was a salary he earned in his entire life, and he felt that no matter how much he paid, it was worth it.

I felt a strong sense of accomplishment when I handed over a thick stack of banknotes to Zhao Suxian.

Don't work hard now.

Even if you find the man who abandoned Zhao Suxian in the future, what can you do?

Shang Yang is not a saint, he still thought of pointing at the man's nose arrogantly and said, "I live better without you."

"By the way, the Lion just told me that the ranking list is recognized by the teacher. Who is the teacher?"

He suddenly thought of this question. If the Lion hadn't mentioned it on his own initiative, he would have forgotten that there were two perverted guys without names on the rankings. You know, Lion, Qi Tian, ​​Zi Yang, and Challenger. Although these great men are amazing in terms of strength, there is still a gap compared to those two guys in front of the data.

"gentlemen?"

Uncle Zhou turned his head and caught Shang Yang off guard when he suddenly mentioned this name. After thinking about it, he was right. He often couldn't hear this name in the club: "Actually, I haven't seen it..."

While talking, I had already walked into the lounge.

The lounge was still very lively, but when Shang Yang came in, he felt like seeing the plague god, and they were all silent. Some people had already begun to prepare to go out.

"You haven't seen it before?"

Shang Yang was a little surprised. Uncle Zhou was a living fossil in the boxing ring. He has been here since the Zheng Hai era. His qualifications even surpass Ge Zhong, and he didn't even know anything.

Uncle Zhou sat on the rest sofa and saw that everyone else went out. Only Zhou Fei and the other two were included, so he didn't hide it. He said, "Actually, these are taboos in the boxing ring. Few people talked about it because they touched Mr. Ge's bottom line. But since you ask, let's talk..."

"When you mention sir, you have to mention another person... Coach!"

"coach?"

Shang Yang frowned slightly.

"The profession is coach, nicknamed coach. He was the first person to be with Mr. Ge, and he was also the founder of the second era of the club. It is said that Mr. Ge spent a lot of money to invite him from other places. Not only his salary, but also his annual profit share in the boxing ring, and the proportion will not be too small..."

"Some people say that the coach was a teacher at the Beijing Sports Academy before, and some people say that he participated in the Olympics and was the best place to be in the quarterfinals. In short, the coach's strength is the one you have broken into the bar. Our Linshui No. 1 brother has also come to see him. It is said that he wants to be a personal bodyguard. The offer is a bar. But later, when Scarlet heard the conditions given by President Ge, he did not continue to talk about it. No one knows how much he gives each year, but it will not be less..."

Shang Yang's heart became more and more shocked.

It turns out that if I am in full bloom, the butterflies will come.

When he smashed the bar with scars, the other party offered a price of 200,000 yuan.

In order to invite a coach, the advantage of Scar is a bar...

Uncle Zhou took a deep breath and said, "What I just said is illusory. No one knows whether it is true or not, but what follows is basically not a secret. When you come, you should find that there is no coach in the training room, and you are training yourself."

"right!"

Shang Yang nodded, and he had doubts until now.

"The coach in the past was the coach!"

"He worked here for three and a half years and did not leave until half a year. For example, the current contestants, Lion, Qi Tian, ​​Zi Yang, and Tie Niu, are basically all students he taught!"

"What?"

Shang Yang subconsciously widened his eyes.

The pillars of the boxing ring are actually all coaches, and nothing is more impactful than this one.
Chapter completed!