Just as Gao Yu and I drank from our glasses, two boxers had already entered the ring.
The robot from Thailand is about 1.77cm tall. He has an angular body and is extremely strong. He has dark skin and a few braids on the back of his head. His eyes are slightly sunken. He does look a bit like a mechanically synthesized animal. After taking the stage, the wolf Full of sex, he tore open his sports T-shirt with one hand, exposing his six-pack abs, and roared at the audience with a loud voice.
"Yo ho."
Screams erupted from the audience, and then thunderous applause sounded in unison.
On the other side, the Chinese street fighter had a crew cut, about 1.8 meters tall, with bulging muscles on his limbs, and a white bandage on his right foot. He had an ordinary face. He didn't make any special moves after he came on stage. The assistant coach helped him directly , start wiping the essential oil.
"What's your record?" Li Dong asked Lord Wei.
"Actually, I'm just watching blindly. I haven't come here more than once in a long time, but that guy from Thailand has been playing here for a long time. I heard that the record is ten wins and one draw, but only the first game was a draw, and then he played again. Never lost."
Lord Wei explained.
"Then it's not over yet, Brother Nan's 400,000 yuan has been wasted, haha." Li Dong suddenly grinned.
"It's hard to say. I heard that the organizer found this street fighter to end the winning streak in Thailand. This kind of place will not let a person win for too long. What is gambling? There is only a chance of winning or losing. If it's 50-50, that's called gambling, are you right, haha." Sir Wei said slowly.
"How many rounds?"
"There is no round limit. If you are knocked down and cannot get up, or you surrender voluntarily, you will lose."
"Fuck, these rules are so inhumane." Li Dong said with a smile.
The two of them looked at the stage attentively, while Gao Yu and I continued to chat quietly.
"Nan Nan, are you okay watching football?"
Gao Yu asked me casually.
"Look, die-hard fans." I nodded without hesitation.
"Our national team played well this year."
Gao Yu said something out of nowhere.
I was stunned for a moment, rubbed my palms and said, "Haha, compared with previous years, there has indeed been progress."
"That's for sure. The general environment has changed, and the results will also have to change a bit."
Gao Yu nodded.
"The general environment has changed," I asked with a question in mind, knowing that I knew what was going on.
"You don't watch the news."
"I'm convinced at the first sight."
"There are indicators above, but you have to break your legs below. The whole country is now calling for football to achieve results, it must cultivate an atmosphere. Now online and on TV, everyone is clamoring to build football venues for primary and secondary schools. You said this? What should people do? The indicator of a prefecture-level city is that key primary schools must be equipped with corresponding football fields. Does the school have the money? If not, then it has to apply to the government. Who should the government apply to? This is difficult." Gao Yu sighed.
"Let's get sponsorship." I replied.
"Haha, which company is willing to sponsor this?" Gao Yu suddenly smiled and looked at me.
"Whether the company is willing to provide sponsorship depends on who is helping." I also laughed.
"Nannan, I won't say anything unnecessary. Things that others can do are work, and things that only you can do are political achievements." Gao Yu did not explain what he was saying. said.
"Oh. I see."
I nodded immediately, thought about it carefully and said, "I'll donate some money later."
"Thanks."
Gao Yu looked at me, nodded repeatedly and said.
"Yu, if you spend some money for your country and hometown, do you still need to say thank you? Some of the money spent is a waste, but some of the money spent will make you feel very comfortable." I said very seriously.
Gao Yu suddenly looked at me and asked in confusion: "Haha, why did you change your gender?"
"Haha, I've been transcended."
I grinned and didn't say much, but I thought of Xiao Fei in prison. It seemed that Political Commissar Meng's brainwashing work was quite successful on me.
In fact, it doesn't matter to Gao Yu or Gao Yu's father whether the football field should be renovated or not. What they want is personal political achievements. They have no time to pay attention to whether the football is played well or not.
I have done a lot of bad things, and I really want to do something clean. I don’t want to be famous, I just want peace of mind. So I agreed to Gao Yu’s request. I didn’t just want to repay him because he helped me. The amount of work I want to donate is not equivalent to the amount of money I want to donate.
This matter is not about pinching someone's head or forcefully instilling positive energy into someone, but a true Northeastern person's contribution to his hometown and himself.
The end of my conversation with Gao Yu meant that my trip to Beijing was complete, I had gained favors, and I no longer had any burden on my heart.
"Uh-huh."
Holding the wine glass, I looked up and saw that the fighting in the boxing ring had already started for a long time. The Thai robot, our street fighter, had beads of sweat all over his body.
"bump,."
The robot's upper body made a very small swing, and its right leg suddenly swung down at a small angle, and the leg moved very quickly.
"Snapped."
Street Fighter's left knee bent directly and his calf pulled outward, directly blocking the robot's exploratory attack.
"Fuck you, do you know how to fight? Your boxing belt uses your feet."
I commented speechlessly.
"You know nothing, this is free fighting, you can use your feet." Sir Wei scolded me, feeling very embarrassed.
"!" I blinked my eyes and scratched my nose, feeling quite embarrassed.
The two continued in the boxing ring.
Street Fighter has been defending and has been forced into a blind corner. After a series of probing attacks, the robot pressed his body forward and harassed him with straight punches several times. Street Fighter seemed to have lost his strength and did not even dodge.
"ah,,."
The robot shouted suddenly, tapped his feet quickly, and swung the fists of his arms like a gust of wind.
"Yo ho,."
"Fuck him to death,."
"Damn it, that's a great performance."
The audience below suddenly became excited. Most of them stood up, stretched their necks and looked towards the ring.
"Brother, it's 400,000 yuan, don't hold back." I said nervously.
"Puff bang,."
The sound of the fists hitting the flesh kept ringing. The street fighter was like a leaf swaying in the wind and rain. His feet were unsteady and his back was leaning on the side rail. The movement of his arms to protect his brain had been broken, and his head was exposed. On the front, the situation is downright dangerous.
"Fall down,."
The robot roared again and punched roughly with his left hook.
"Bang,."
The Street Fighter received a punch on the side of his face. His brow bone became swollen and the corners of his eyes bleed. His body staggered to the left and his braces flew off.