Amnesia Guide Of A Mermaid

As the ringing bell sounded, the cheering fans in the venue sounded loudly, converging into a surging ocean, as if to burst the dome overhead.

Of course, some of them also called Zhuang Yan's name in muddy water, but it was sparse and sparse, and it was not a climate, and once found by his companions and friends, he would immediately shut up.

He would shake his hand and laugh twice, and said with some shame: "This is not a habit of shouting before."

"Chen Xuezhen! Chen Xuezhen! Chen Xuezhen!"

The voices of boxing fans gradually unified. This was the most glorious moment since Chen Xuezhen learned boxing. The colorful lights flashed across his face.

But he was not confused by the enthusiasm of these boxing fans. The boxing fans were all big hoofs. They treated Zhang Dechi the same way last time. After Zhang Dechi lost, no one was interested. The praises in the previous forums Techi's posts disappeared overnight, and they disdain disguise.

For boxing fans, supporting any boxer who fights against Zhuang Yan is temporary, and scolding Zhuang Yan is eternal.

Unless someone can beat Zhuang Yan on this boxing ring.

Chen Xuezhen had no confidence in defeating Bai Zhuangyan. He faced Zhuang Yan. He only felt that the pressure had doubled. When he was in the audience just now, he said that he would not show mercy to Zhuang Yan, but at this time he knew he should Let Zhuang Yan show mercy to his men.

But Zhuang Yan just said that in the background, these four words are not on the boxing ring.

He has never met Zhuang Yan who has never met him before. His eyes are sharp, and he is only staring at himself, like a hungry tiger who has just gone down the mountain, and he is the lamb who is about to become a tiger's mouth.

Chen Xuezhen suddenly understood why Zhang Dechi lost that day.

He tried to turn fear into motivation, and took the lead to shoot a straight punch towards Zhuang Yan's face.

Zhuang Yan shook to the left, quickly punched when Chen Xuezhen's fist fell, hit the right side of his chin, and then slipped back to Chen Xue's real face and continued to attack. His dexterous movement was somewhat unimaginable.

Coach Chen Xuezhen told him that Zhuang Yan ’s waist injury could not be completely recovered. Most of the last time he was on the boxing ring, he was mostly supporting. He did not deliberately defeat Zhang Dechi in 16 seconds, but he had to be in In a short period of time, the opponent will be defeated, and the longer the game time, the more disadvantageous it will be to Zhuang Yan, so Chen Xuezhen should try to drag the game as little as possible.

As long as he defeats Zhuang Yan on the stage, he can become famous in one battle and become a new star in boxing.

This is indeed a tempting future, but Chen Xuezhen found that he was reluctant to do so. He did bite his teeth with hatred in countless nights. He felt that he used a ugly capital to break a young man ’s **** world. The ultimate yearning.

But now, he saw Zhuang Yan with his own eyes, but he wanted Zhuang Yan to go further and wanted him to regain his own glory.

He didn't use guerrilla tactics as the coach asked before taking the stage, but directly on the front bar with Zhuang Yan, he tried to send Zhuang Yan a straight punch again. With the previous experience, he immediately fell after his fist fell. withdraw.

Zhuang Yan did not have as many psychological activities on the stage as Chen Xuezhen had. There was only one thought left in his heart. If he wanted to win, he had to win.

He was tired of this mutual temptation with Chen Xuezhen. Zhuang Yan followed closely and broke Chen Xuezhen's fist with a heavy punch.

Chen Xuezhen's basic skills are fairly solid, but when facing Zhuang Yan, only basic skills are not enough. Even if he realizes his small mistakes and immediately corrects them, his defense is finally broken by Zhuang Yan, jab It was like raining, slamming his head and covering his face, and hitting Chen Xuezhen's head. He raised his hand to block it, just like a squid arm in the car, which had no effect.

Zhuang Yan ’s fists were fast and heavy, and Chen Xuezhen ’s mind was blank. He did n’t remember any of the empirical methods he had summarized on weekdays. He was like a weak and helpless pup, bearing the anger from Tyrannosaurus.

Zhuang Yan's level seems to be more prosperous.

The boxing fans under the stage uttered huge cheers, dancing excitedly one by one, their faces flushed, and they couldn't remember which camp they were standing before the game started.

Say these boxing fans are big hoofs!

Chen Xuezhen's jaw was hit, and the flesh and bones in his brain seemed to tremble. He fell heavily on the ground, and the mouth guard almost flew out of the mouth.

He felt that all his previous unbearable and unbearable psychological activities were superfluous, and Zhuang Yan now looks like he is not reluctant.

But he is so beautiful.

After Chen Xuezhen fell, Zhuang Yan withdrew his hand and returned to the center of the boxing station like a machine without emotion. When he saw Qin Ruoshui in the audience area, his expression did not fluctuate.

Qin Ruoshui frowned, putting down both hands to be applauded.

The boxing fans under the stage recovered, looked around, and shouted Chen Xuezhen's name a little awkwardly, but they could clearly feel that their voice was not as passionate as they were just now.

The referee came over and bent down to start the countdown. Chen Xuezhen opened his eyes and glanced at the timing screen. Fifty-six seconds, only fifty-six seconds passed.

At sixteen seconds, Zhang Dechi, as a professional player, Chen Xuezhen, insisted that fifty-six seconds seemed okay.

Can be a fart!

When the referee started to count down to four, Chen Xuezhen climbed up from the boxing platform with both hands, wiped the corners of his mouth, he had to support at least one round.

Chen Xuezhen is too overestimating himself. There are three minutes in one round and a full 180 seconds.

But after he stood up, just less than twenty seconds later, he fell again on the boxing platform. The fake fans under the stage watched him fall, knowing that the overall situation was settled, and even the surface time was not done. , Perfunctoryly called his name a few times, and then no more.

This time Chen Xue really had no energy. His bones hurt badly, and the place where Zhuang Yan hit him was hot. He once heard a heavyweight veteran with Zhuang Yan say that the strength of Zhuang Yan's fist is not like a fighter in a lightweight game. He didn't believe it at first. Excuse.

Now that I felt it myself, I knew it was true.

This is the first time he has been hit so hard since he joined the boxing club. For the first time, he realized so clearly that boxing is such a dangerous job.

Somehow, he thought that when Zhuang Yan first participated in a boxing match many years ago, some thin Zhuang Yan stood on the stage, facing an opponent almost twice his size, and Zhuang Yan was knocked down again and again. Ground, what was he thinking about at that time, how did he persevere to the end, and successfully counter-attack to win the game.

That was Chen Xuezhen's favorite game. Although Zhuang Yan had better performances in many games, he never forgot the young man who climbed up and down from the stage.

The referee raised Zhuang Yan's left hand high and declared him the winner of the game.

Vaguely heard Zhuang Yan's name from the cheers under the stage, Chen Xuezhen didn't feel lost and sad, but instead had a strange feeling that gradually filled the whole heart, and he slowly laughed.

Zhuang Yan's eyes met Qin Ruoshui in the audience, and this time his face finally showed a smile, like the spring wind blowing, the ice and snow melted.

Qin Ruoshui's heart seemed to be passing lightly with feathers, and the interlaced lights formed a galaxy-like background behind Zhuang Yan.

His body leaned back slightly, and this human could barely fight. Qin Ruoshui raised his hands and applauded.

His applause and the applause of the boxing fans all merged together, but Zhuang Yan felt that he heard a different voice, and the smile on his face was even brighter when he looked at Qin Ruoshui.

Qin Ruoshui's eyes were faint, and this man must have seduced him again.

After Zhuang Yan pulled Chen Xuezhen off the ground, he helped him off the stage. There were no other games worth watching in the morning, and boxing fans got up and left.

A decent acquaintance happened once again in front of the boss. These boxing fans even lost their basic cover. They directly asked each other how much money you bought and how much money you made. They defaulted to each other and bought Zhuang Yan to win, then Watching his balance happily leave the venue.

Only the boss looked sad and sat in his seat, unhappy and out of tune with the cheerful atmosphere around him.

He pondered for a long time, and gave himself a slap with a raised hand. The gang of dogs scolded happily on the forum. As a result, they all bought Zhuang Yan to win at this time. It was not a thing.

I blame myself for being too naive, and I will never listen to these dogs next time.

Zhuang Yan changed clothes in the background, and when he came out, Qin Butler was waiting for him at the door as before.

There are two rematches, and the other is scheduled in the afternoon. Zhuang Yan's opponent is still a newcomer playing this formal match for the first time. The level is similar to that of Chen Xuezhen. Zhuang Yan won no suspense.

In the evening, Zhuang Yan did not follow Qin Ruoshui back to Qin's manor, but took a taxi to the hospital to see Mr. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang recovered very well after the operation. Now he can eat and sleep. He does exercise every day under the supervision of a nurse. His body is getting better and better. At the beginning of the evening, he saw Zhuang Yankai looking at himself. He said he went punching again today, immediately changed his face and continued the cold war.

Zhuang Yan coaxed for a while after crying and laughing, and then pleased him. He took out several real estate agent advertisements from his backpack, so that Mr. Zhuang could choose when he was free.

The salary given by the Qin family is very high. Saving one or two years plus the bonus for his punching is almost enough for him to buy a new house. Although the previous house is not a problem, but there are too many people who know, they still change one. A new house can be safer, and he can be more at ease.

Master Zhuang took Zhuang Yan's hand and told him to be careful on the boxing platform. If he couldn't beat the opponent, he quickly confessed the loss. He didn't agree with Zhuang Yan to be a professional boxer at the beginning. Yan's appearance of clenching his teeth and climbing again and again, and the fact that he fell off the boxing ring in the last game, can't forget the fact that when he remembered this, Grandpa Zhuang was distressed and died.

Zhuang Yan raised his hand and patted on Zhuang's shoulder gently.

Master Zhuang took Zhuang Yan's hand and sighed for a long time. Sometimes he hated himself for living too long. He turned to look out of the window and said to Zhuang Yan: "It's not too early, it will be dark today Well, go back, Grandpa is all right here. "

Zhuang Yan smiled, "I won't go back today and will be with you in the hospital."

"Your boss will not be angry?"

"No, grandpa."

...

Qin Ruoshui, the angry boss in Zhuang Yan ’s mouth, was sitting at the window, staring at the direction of the entrance of the manor for a long time, until the sky became a little dark, and countless stars appeared in this dark blue In the sky, he asked, "Have he not returned yet?"

Butler Qin hesitated for a moment, expecting that Qin Ruoshui's mouth should refer to Zhuang Yan, and he replied: "Mr. Hui, not yet."

When the words fell, Qin's housekeeper felt that the air around Mr. Qin seemed to freeze at a certain moment. The weather was getting warmer. How could he feel a little cold.

"Okay, I know, let's go down." Qin Ruoshui's voice was cold, without fluctuations.

Mr. Qin ’s mood does not seem to be very good. Qin ’s housekeeper has never been too confident. He feels that he can make Mr. Qin ’s mood better by himself. So after he heard Qin Ruoshui, he quit the room and carefully closed the door on.

Qin Ruoshui stared out of the window for a while and watched the gate of the manor was pulled by the security guard. He retracted his gaze, stood up from the wheelchair, walked to the table and picked up the tablet, hesitated in the search bar of the webpage Play a few words of Zhuang Yan's historical game video.

He didn't pay much attention to it. He clicked into the video with the highest volume of playback. Zhuang Yan in the video seemed to be drinking fake wine. The whole person was not in a state. His fists were soft, and he could vaguely hear the audience. The curse sounds, but Zhuang Yan seems to be completely immersed in his own world. He can't even feel the pain. He was hit several times by his opponent and lost points.

The curse of the audience on the stage is getting louder, but the status of Zhuang Yan on the stage is getting worse.

Qin Ruoshui felt that his throat was tight, and he raised his hand to buckle the tablet on the table.

The picture disappeared along with the sound, and the world immediately became quiet, but Qin Ruoshui's mood did not follow much.

After a while, he turned the tablet over again and continued watching the video just now.

...

The next morning, Zhuang Yan came out of the hospital. After stepping down the stairs, he raised his eyes and saw Wen Luochen standing on the side of the road.

What did he come to the hospital for? Is there anyone in Wenjia who is sick? This is a happy event.

Zhuang Yan did not delay Wen Luochen for too long, but what he did not expect was that after Wen Luochen looked around, he saw his eyes lit up and walked straight towards him.

The people of the Wen family have always had no good in finding themselves. Zhuang Yan frowned slightly and wanted to turn around and leave.

But he was still one step late, Wen Luochen stopped in front of Zhuang Yan, with some arrogance and contempt in his expression, as if his face-to-face talk with Zhuang Yan was already alms to him. I want to talk to you. "

Zhuang Yan doesn't think he has anything to talk about with this little master of the Wen family.

He turned his head to leave, and Wen Luochen hurriedly asked him, "Don't you want to know about Sun Cheng?"

Sun Achievement was the drunkard who Zhuang Yan often abused when he was a kid. Since Zhuang Yan went to the banker, he has rarely seen him. Later, he went to the city to study, work, buy a house, and also received the old man Zhuang Since then, he has never seen Sun Cheng again.

Without any hesitation, Zhuang Yan blurted out: "I don't want to."

Wen Luochen said, "He is not your biological father."

"I know." He knew it when he was very young, and the neighbors around him were very gossip. There was no shyness in front of him. He was Sun Cheng who bought it from a trafficker for 10,000 yuan Every villager knows this, and often starts before him, and asks Zhuang Yan if he wants his own parents.

Although Zhuang Yan was young at that time, he remembered these words very clearly.

Wen Luochen asked: "Don't you want to find your biological parents?"

Zhuang Yan turned his head to look at Wen Luochen, and looked at him from head to toe, whether he wanted to find his biological parents or not.

"You cut the hair with me, how about I help you find your biological parents?" This is the most convenient way that Wen Luochen can think of to get Zhuang Yan's hair with hair follicles.

Zhuang Yan took a step back. Is the brain of Wen ’s young son sick? It is recommended that Mr. Wen and Mrs. Wen take him to a CT scan of the brain.

"Then I will give you 20,000 yuan?"

Zhuang Yan shook his head, sincerely felt Wen Luochen's brain was not very easy to use. He would have to commit some madness later when he said badly.

However, the phrase is a slogan.

Wen Luochen saw that Zhuang Yan was not going to enter the salt, remembering that Mrs. Wen often had to do a paternity test before her face, thinking that everything she has now is likely to be due to the next paternity test. All disappeared, and all kinds of dark thoughts suddenly flowed into his heart.

I thought that if I could get out and fight with Zhuang Yan now, I might not get his hair.

Wen Luochen was like a divine initiation, but unfortunately he didn't have an understanding of Zhuang Yan before he came, and his three-legged cat Kung Fu was really unable to move a hair of Zhuang Yan.

As soon as he started, Zhuang Yan noticed that one of them sideways evaded. Wen Luochen saw that the anger in his eyes was better after he evaded. The pedestrians around didn't want to provoke the upper body and hid both of them.

Wen Luochen rushed to Zhuang Yan again, he used both hands and feet, without any rules, and could not touch Zhuang Yan at all.

Zhuang Yan put his hands in the pocket of his jacket. He squinted at Wen Luochen, hiding the mad dog all over again and saying lightly, "I don't want to do it."

Wen Luochen was like a beast who could not understand human words, and continued to pounce on Zhuang Yan without taking Zhuang Yan's hair.

Zhuang Yan was impatient, he took a breath and pulled his hands out.

This situation should be regarded as his proper defense.

He raised his hand and punched Wen Luochen on the chin.

He didn't weigh too much, but Wen Luochen's anti-strike ability was a little bit worse, and he sat directly on the ground.

Zhuang Yan withdrew his hand, snorted and turned away.

When Wen Luochen was very young, he was identified by Mr. Wen as the youngest son of their Wen family. They were sent in private to protect him, and he was not injured a little. This time was almost the most embarrassing time since he remembered it, and it was still in the public Below, the eyes of everyone passing him made him feel extremely ashamed.

He raised his head, looking for Zhuang Yan to seek revenge, but found that he had gone far.

He shouted and threatened Zhuang Yan: "You wait for me--"

Zhuang Yan glanced back. He didn't know how thick Wen Luochen's face was before he could say such words. Obviously he first started.

Perhaps the people of the Wen family have an extraordinary talent. Zhuang Yan did not care at all. He greeted a taxi and went back to the Qin family manor.

What Zhuang Yan did n’t expect was that Wen Jia ’s shamelessness exceeded his imagination. He did n’t return home long after he was in the hall with the Qin Butler watering flowers. A servant came in and reported: “Qin Guanjia, Wen The lady is outside and says she wants to see the gentleman. "

Qin's housekeeper's movement of watering stopped for a while, "Mr. is still resting, take them away."