Chapter 374

Chen Xing was sitting quietly, stretching out his hands. Uncle Xing squatted in front of Chen Xing, helping Chen Xing to wrap the bandages. Chen Xing just looked at his hands, quietly like a koala.

Xiaofang looked at the little girl who was patted in her hands, and then at Chen Xing with a calm face, and suddenly remembered something, Chen Xing was also very young, and Chen Xing had no experience at the beginning, but Chen Xing Stars have always been like unboiled water, calm and without waves, only with a few bubbles.

Thinking about it this way, not everyone is really nervous.

Xiaofang feels that many things do not apply to Chen Xing, this person should not be compared with ordinary people!
Uncle Xing, who was squatting in front of Chen Xing, put a bandage on Chen Xing's hand with a serious face. The boxer's glove did not directly touch the boxer's hand, but tied a layer of bandages. The bandages were mainly used to protect Wrists and metacarpals should be fixed with bandages to reduce the damage caused by the punches that can be punched.

This is even more so at the boxing champion level.

Some people will always look down on these small details, but contrary to their ideas, this small detail has a great effect, and this has been reflected in boxing champion Tyson.

Tyson, who is unrivaled in the boxing ring, met another boxer outside the ring. The two had an argument and caused a fight. Tyson broke the bridge of the nose of the boxer with one punch and knocked him unconscious.

All it takes is a punch.

On the ring, Tyson often solves problems within three or two punches. Off the ring, without any constraints, his strength is even more terrifying. The boxer who takes off his gloves is the scariest.

But because there were no gloves and no bandages, Tyson's punch made him feel uncomfortable.

He broke his metacarpal, broke his bone with one punch, and delayed the game.

Details matter.

"Now I don't dare to bandage you anymore. I don't know how familiar it is. I'm afraid that I won't bandage it well enough when it comes to you." Uncle Xing still lowered his head and stared at Chen Xing's hand closely when he was speaking, for fear of something He didn't wrap it well, he meant it seriously, he even asked Master Ake how to wrap the bandage a few days ago, for fear that he might not wrap it well.

Things that I was familiar with and confident in, have become unconfident at this moment.

"Uncle Xing, you'll feel fine no matter how you wrap me up, and I don't want others to help me wrap up this pre-war bandage." Chen Xing slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and his face that had been plain for a long time finally changed.

"You brat, it's strange that you can talk." It's no wonder that Uncle Xing was unhappy when he heard Chen Xing's words. "Who would have thought that my Chen Xing was going to challenge Monroe. In my era, when I heard the name Monroe, I could only look up, look up."

When Uncle Xing was about to retire, it was the time when Monroe officially showed his edge in the boxing world. It was really unstoppable, one boxing champion after another, constantly losing his throne in front of Monroe.

The person whom Chen Xing once looked up to now became the target of Chen Xing's challenge.

Sometimes Uncle Xing felt that life was too mysterious. He didn't get such a wonderful career, but he educated a boxing talent.

"Uncle Xing, then look at me more now." Chen Xing smiled lightly, his body remained motionless, even though he was sitting in a slightly curled up position, his abdominal muscles were still extremely clear, and his eight-pack abs were tight. Arranged in perfect harmony, the picture makes all men want to stay away, and makes all women want to take another look.

"What are you doing?" Uncle Xing stopped the bandage-wrapped work, and really looked up at Chen Xing, this young man who he had been with for many years, who was also a son and a friend, what did that face look like to him? How pleasing to the eye.

"Because I will climb to the top one day. You have to look up at Monroe. I was no lower than Monroe at that time. Take a look at me now that I won't be tired." Chen Xing said with the corner of his mouth raised.

"Stinky boy." Hearing what Chen Xing said, Uncle Xing cursed, but the smile on his face couldn't be clearer. To be honest, he was a little nervous just now. It stands to reason that Chen Xing had already participated in the competition. The world boxing champion is about to fight, and this tension is completely unnecessary.

But who let the opponent be Monroe?

But after Chen Xing said this, the tension in Uncle Xing's heart suddenly eased a lot, and he continued to help Chen Xing with bandages and stopped talking, for fear of making mistakes.

"Hey, hello, what are you looking at?" Xiaofang patted the little girl and found that the little girl in front of her was staring at Chen Xing who was sitting on the seat. There was no trace of nervousness on the little girl's face anymore. Traces, staring at Chen Xing, his face was full of energy, and there was no trace of nervousness just now.

Now Xiaofang finally knew what could relieve her tension.

"Ah? Ah! I'm sorry, Miss Xiaofang, I feel much better, thank you." The little girl who was discovered immediately realized that Xiaofang patted her on the back, her face flushed as if nervous.

"Okay, let's go to work quickly." Miss Xiaofang didn't know what to say, so she had to let the little girl go to work. As a small leader, Xiaofang looked around the situation.

The people from the Fengwei Boxing Club who came over did not wear the uniform of the Fengwei Boxing Club. The reason could not be simpler. Chen Xing is now a boxer representing the Twilight Boxing Club, so they will accompany Chen Xing to fight together. The personnel also changed into the clothes of the Twilight Boxing Club.

There are not many trademark advertisements, and there is a dark red sun on the front and back of the clothes. The setting sun reflects the surrounding clouds red, and it becomes dusk.

In fact, Xiaofang frowned when she got the dress, but now she is thinking about it too.

Twilight, dusk.

Why such a name?No matter how you say it, it's not a good name, let alone a passionate sport like boxing, it's not good if you take it for an evening.

Why is Chen Xing, a young man full of vigor, called Dusk?

Xiaofang couldn't figure it out, but it didn't matter, the staff of the surrounding Fengwei Boxing Club were all ready, and Chen Xing was the only one left.

Uncle Xing finished wrapping up the last piece of the bandage for Chen Xing, and helped Chen Xing put on the gloves, the red gloves. After putting on the gloves, Chen Xing stood up, wearing a gold-red dragon-pattern robe, wearing The hat makes him look a bit like a frat, but he's dressed far more than frat attire.

Chen Xing looked at Uncle Xing, Xiaofang, and everyone who would fight alongside him, and nodded slowly.

And the feedback he received for this action was everyone's slow nodding to him.

Uncle Xing is.

Xiaofang is.

The new girl is.

Everyone is.

Even a buddy next to him with a video device on his shoulder nodded without realizing it. After nodding, he realized that he was the media!

(End of this chapter)

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