Awakened the boxing champion system at the age of 65

Today the wind is fine and cloudless.

The open audition of the amateur boxing competition in Tianming City officially began.

The organizer is the Tianming Sports Bureau, in order to reflect the openness and competitiveness of the competition.

More than a dozen rings were specially set up on the athletics field of the Tianming City Sports Center, and all citizens could watch for free, and it was overcrowded for a while, because everyone was curious about what the boxing match looked like.

There are also two rescue vehicles from the city hospital on standby on the side of the road outside the stadium, major gyms have also set up publicity platforms around them, advertisers have also found business opportunities, set up tables to sell various boxing sports peripherals, mineral water sponsors have set up a pile next to the ring, distributed free mineral water to competitors, and so on.

In order to cheer for the old man, Yan Weimin’s family had already taken a day off to accompany the whole process.

After all, this is the old man’s first battle, and the husband and wife are always a little relieved when they are not on the scene.

They walked along the way and found that everyone was almost discussing the same thing.

“I heard that there is also a sixty-five-year-old man coming to participate in this competition, I don’t know if it’s true or not.”

“Yes, yes. I also heard that I came to see the old man on purpose. ”

“If I want to say that it won’t be a fake gimmick, there has been so much false publicity this year.”

Yan Weimin held his little granddaughter, and Yan Xiaotian and his wife followed behind, and they squeezed through the crowd and walked to the front of the third ring.

Yan Weimin had a competition card issued by the organizer on his chest, numbered 317.

It means that Ring 3 is the ring where he will be fighting later.

Because Yan Weimin was holding his granddaughter, the number of the badge was covered by the body of the little granddaughter.

“I heard that a sixty-five-year-old man came to the competition.” It was a young lad who spoke.

The young man has a big waist and a round waist, should be the kind that often fits, one meter eight tall, shaved small flat head, at a glance to match his tall body, quite a powerful smell, he also has a Hungarian card on his body, it seems that he is also a player in this competition.

“It should be fake, sixty-five years old are all grandfathers, how can they participate in this kind of competition.” The girl who snuggled next to the young man said in disbelief.

The young man put his arm around his girlfriend and said very casually: “That’s right.” I hope I don’t run into him, otherwise I don’t know what to do. If you win, you can’t win. ”

“The organizer is really, what boss to make fun of the boxing match, how good it is to bring children at home, I will be hospitalized with one punch.” After the young man finished speaking, he glanced at Yan Weimin, who was holding his granddaughter on the side, “I’m right, old man.” ”

“Huh, huh.” Yan Weimin nodded with a smile and replied lightly.

Yan Yanyan, the little granddaughter in Yan Weimin’s arms, was very unhappy after hearing the young man’s words. She looked at the young man with slanted eyes, her face full of contempt, and then she concave a horn shape with both hands and lay next to Yan Weimin’s ear and whispered: “Grandpa, beat him up later.” Hmph, dare to look down on my grandfather! ”

“Haha, my good granddaughter hurts me the most, and grandpa will buy you ice cream later.” Yan Weimin laughed.

“Yay! Excellent! When Xiaomengwa heard that there was ice cream to eat, she quickly applauded.

And behind him, Yan Xiaotian and his wife could only pray that the old man would not touch the tall young man in front.

Jingle bells….

The referee rang the bell, walked up to a person and raised his right hand, “No. 315, Zhang Xiaolong wins.” ”

The next game starts right away!

Moderator: “The following are invited to the three contestants of No. 317 Yan Weimin and No. 318 Ning Wentao to the stage. ”

The one-meter-eight-year-old young man let go of the hand holding his girlfriend and said insolently: “Baby, I’m on the field, remember to cheer me on!” Haha, watch me beat them up. ”

The little girl immediately made a flying kiss gesture, “Got it!” ”

Hearing that someone was about to play, the onlookers very sensibly gave way to a passage, and the young man twisted his neck and looked crazy.

After walking under the ring, he supported his left hand slightly, and turned over from under the stage, and it can be seen that his skills are very strong.

“Dad, you have to be careful.” Of course, Yan Xiaotian and his wife knew that Yan Weimin was No. 317, and the more they were worried, the more they were, and they whispered with a worried face.

“Grandpa, come on!” Little Mengwa compared a fist gesture, which is cute.

Yan Weimin nodded, then cut through the crowd of onlookers, and slowly walked up from the other side of the ring, without gorgeous movements and exaggerated extraordinary, but every step was very calm and atmospheric, not in a hurry.

“Lying groove, is this the sixty-five-year-old old man?”

“Come to Ring 3! That old man is in the ring 3, brothers come and see! ”

“Don’t squeeze! Don’t squeeze! Ouch, who the touches me pigu! ”

Someone immediately discovered Yan Weimin’s appearance, and the scene became chaotic.

People who had been watching at other competition venues also rushed to this side when they heard the news.

The organizer discovered this situation, quickly regulated the manpower, and organized some security guards to maintain order at the scene to avoid stepping on the incident.

And the young man on the stage No. 318 was a little dumbfounded, he looked at Yan Weimin who walked on the stage step by step, and his mood was very complicated.

I lean, isn’t this the old man who just spoke to me?

He fights me?

What to do?

What if a punch kills him?

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