Chapter 371 This line of writing is very small, he saw it

He doesn't care or care whether other people understand the example that Yan Zhen said with all his heart. Some people will only understand after they have been deceived and hit a wall. Often, at this time, these people have no way out.

Slowly, everyone disappeared.

There are too many such examples, not only in historical data but also in the society where Yan Zhen lives now.

Just take what happened to him, no, it’s not accurate to say that, it’s a living example that he saw with his own eyes during his later life.

Decades ago, almost twenty years ago, he once went to Hong Kong for a business trip. At that time, like young people today, he liked all kinds of novel and interesting things, and he liked to follow the trends, what was the most popular, the most popular, and the most eye-catching.

Eyeballs, he wants to see, play and enjoy.

When he arrived in Xiangjiang with this idea, he was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. He was dazzled by the beauty and all kinds of delicious and fun things, which made him unable to walk.

Fortunately, he is a good young man trained by the country. After walking around for several days and getting a feel for the prosperity of Xiangjiang, he took some time to do business.

What business? It had been so long that he really couldn't remember it. It didn't matter. Anyway, what he wanted to remember had nothing to do with that business.

He remembered that the official work went extremely smoothly, and everything was done in less than half a day. He had to sigh that the efficiency of the staff in Xiangjiang was not ordinary, it was quite efficient, which is more efficient than the word efficiency.

The result of this is that Yan Zhen has an extra day and a half, which was originally expected to take two days, but is no longer needed.

The tickets are all booked, and it’s too late to change the tickets at the last moment. They are all booked by the staff above. If you really want to change the tickets, you have to go back and forth, and all your time is wasted.

Yan Zhen simply didn't bother to change, so he just spent an extra day and a half in Xiangjiang, which didn't have much impact.

When he was worried about how to pass the time, Yan Zhen raised his head casually and saw a billboard with two people standing facing each other with their hands clenched in fists.

A burly man with a sinewy face and fat all over his body, and another thin man with a normal build and not a handsome appearance, but at least passable.

Of course, that man is not thin. If taken alone and placed in a crowd, he would be an ordinary person. He is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. He is so ordinary that even if he passes you by in the next second, you will not notice it.

That kind of thing.

It feels like a passer-by.

This is interesting.

What is this going to do?

Is there any show in Xiangjiang that blatantly shows big men bullying weaklings?

While Yan Zhen became interested, he also had various doubts in his heart. He opened his little eyes to the maximum and read the entire billboard.

Xiangjiang Kickboxing Competition, two consecutive Kickboxing champions, Oni Wangda, known as the "Devil Muscular Man", faced off against Japan's three-time Karate champion, the leader of the largest karate sect, the Shunshui School.

Uh...

I feel that these two people are not sincere enough. None of them use their real names. What kind of devil muscle man or leader of Duanshui School?

Yan Zhen was doubtful in his heart. He had no intention of killing him. He was the last person to be killed. If something happened, he couldn't just sit down quietly and drink a cup of tea, eat a bag or drink some wine or some peanuts. No.

It's not a good thing to say it right.

Everyone is happy, hello, hello, hello, everyone.

He raised his feet and was about to leave, but he stopped.

There will be free tea and snacks during the game.

This line of writing was very small, and he saw it.

A few days ago, he visited Xiangjiang. He was excited and happy, and spent a lot of money, which he probably can't reimburse. He saved his wife's book for several years, and now he probably only has the book left.

Don't blame him, why are the prices in Xiangjiang so high and the people selling things so sweet? They say he is a handsome guy, has good taste, is high-end, and is someone who will make a big deal at first sight...

It was his first time to come to Xiangjiang, and he had never seen any tricks before. He grinned, softened his heart, tried on clothes, tasted things, listened to pleasant words, and paid.

Consumption is fun for a while, but miserable later.

In other words, he is not looking for free snacks, but he is very comfortable just watching muscular men fighting against the boss.

We have seen that he is definitely not hungry and went there to eat and drink, but he wants to catch up with the trend and return to the top in the future. He also has enough news and gossip to talk about.

His motive is very pure. He is definitely not doing it for himself, but to tell the compatriots above him about the recent trends in Xiangjiang and the things that Xiangjiang citizens are most concerned about.

As for having tea and snacks, they don't need to know. Everyone's time is precious, so there's no need to talk nonsense.

Just go.

According to the address on the advertisement, it didn't take Yan Zhen an hour to find it. He touched the door and took a look.

The venue is very large, with a large platform in the middle surrounded by special ropes, which is very similar to the boxing match scene seen on TV.

When Yan Zhen entered, there were two people on the stage, one fat and one thin, the two people advertised on the billboard. They were wrestling with each other. The main thing was that the muscular man locked the leader with his limbs and allowed the latter to beat and shake.

, he can’t get rid of the person who sticks to him like a magnet.

I saw it!

True muscular man.

True Devil Muscular Man.

His performance won repeated applause from the audience outside the venue, and many people nodded and praised, as if the better the muscular man performed, the more money he received. The reaction was even more satisfying than picking up money.

The crowd circled around the stage with the stage as the center, like several layers of human walls, with people on the outside approaching the door. If the space was not limited, some people would probably push against the wall and queue to the back.

Yan Zhen was not exaggerating. While he was checking at the door, more than a dozen people walked over to him. Seeing that there were no good seats inside, they directly picked up a chair, crowded around the outside, and stood up to watch.
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You need the help of a chair to get it when you can't see it. You are late and have no place, but you are so powerful... Should it be so exaggerated? Isn't it just a contest between two masters? Is it so good to watch?

It really does!

Not only are the punches on the stage hard to the flesh, but all kinds of incredible and wonderful fighting styles are exciting, even the sound of muscles and bones colliding and breaking makes people's blood rush...

That's not all...

There were all kinds of people shouting and cheering, shouting and applauding, holding flags and laughing wildly in the audience, just like ocean waves, one wave higher than the other, one after another, with no sign of stopping.

Let alone the boys, after all, they like to watch these things and like to fight hand-to-hand. There are many girls in the crowd, which makes Yan Zhen puzzled.

A punch can draw a mouthful of blood, and a kick can knock someone to the ground. How can any girl really stand looking at such blood and violence?

It really does!

Not only did they watch it happily, they also shouted at the top of their lungs: Devil Muscle Man, you are the most handsome boy, good fight, come on, we will always support you.

Uh...

Are you really interested in the outstanding performance of Muscular Man? Or are you simply following the trend?

Yan Zhen followed the voice and looked over, without needing to take another look, he understood.

They were all dressed up like high school students, just here to play. No wonder they heard high-pitched voices and meaningless lines. They turned out to be students who were supposed to be in class.

Uh...

Wouldn't it be more useful if they put this enthusiasm and energy into their studies?

After all, study hard when you are studying, and in the future...

Before he could finish thinking about the next words, Yan Zhen saw a man dressed as a manager, holding a small wad of money, reaching out to greet the students, saying something, giving them money and letting them go.

Work-study?

These four words popped up in Yan Zhen's mind instantly, without thinking.

Soon he was smiling.

He is really weird, no, it’s not that he is weird, but everyone is like this.

When I see students coming to the kickboxing competition, my heart will feel a little bit inexplicably. Shouldn't students sit in the classroom and read and listen carefully? Why do they come here during class time?

There will be those who hate iron and feel that they have wasted their youth in vain and failed to live up to the wishes of their parents who raised them.

But when I saw them taking the money and leaving immediately, I couldn't help but feel sad. It turned out that I had misunderstood them just now.

It's not that they don't want to go to school and sneak out to play, it's because their family conditions are not good and they want to have an opportunity to make more money, so they can't let it go in vain. It would be great if they can help reduce the burden on their families, even just a little.

I'm starting to feel bad.

I think they are all children who are forced to mature early. They also want to concentrate on studying and ignore other things, but...

And they didn't do anything special to embarrass their parents, they just cheered up the devil muscleman who was doing a pretty good job.

No shame.

Yan Zhen swallowed a sip of water, and after laughing at himself about his two completely different reactions, he was about to warn himself that he should not just look at things at face value in the future. He wanted to withdraw his gaze, do his serious business, and find a supply of free tea and snacks.

When the point is...

His pupils were shaken, his chin... If someone hadn't suddenly passed by him and accidentally bumped into him, he instinctively held on to the door and happened to cover his mouth, maybe it would have fallen off.
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He lamented that it was not easy for those pure and sweet students to study. Not even for more than a minute, they came in again wearing long skirts, high heels, heavy makeup and swaying...
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Ah this...
To be continued...