After the manager left, we continued chatting and drinking. From the conversation, we learned that Xiaoyi is similar to most people who engage in "sports" and has been exposed to his major since he was very young.
He started to learn boxing when he was 11 years old, and participated in competitions when he was 13 years old. In his words, he won awards and became famous. It stands to reason that if this trend continues, he will not have to worry about food and clothing in the future. No matter how hard it is, he can still participate. Do a commercial show to earn some money for visiting acupuncture points.
However, Xiaoyi probably had some major changes in his life later, which caused his own financial problems to freeze, so he accidentally entered the black boxing industry and has not been out since then. However, he is vague about what happened in the meantime. I did, but I didn’t seem to want to say anything, and I didn’t ask any more questions.
Based on years of experience, if a person comes up and talks to you about how unbearable and painful his past and life experience is, then this is most likely a lie, because normal people are not willing to put anything into their lives. Tell strangers about your embarrassment.
Therefore, I have a slight affection for Xiaoyi, who doesn't like to make up stories.
"How much does one show cost, can you tell me?" Gao Yu asked with a smile.
"If there is anything I can't say to a rookie boxer, that is, someone who has never fought before, if he persists for more than five minutes, I will give you three thousand!"
"I'll interrupt you, what if you can't hold on for five minutes?" Sir Wei also asked curiously.
"If you can't last five minutes in the first match, you basically have no connection with this industry. Not everyone can fight black boxing. You must receive professional training, and the time cannot be short, at least three years or more. Such physical fitness and basic reaction speed , the ability to withstand fighting is the lowest threshold in this industry. If you persist in the first game, after playing ten games, the price will gradually increase regardless of the record. Moreover, this industry is updated very quickly, and few people persist until three games. A ten-year-old is still doing this." Xiaoyi explained.
"Then how much does it cost you?" I asked curiously.
"The intervals between my competitions are relatively long, about one to two months, and there will be one. In addition to customer rewards, I can get hundreds of thousands at a time." Xiaoyi grinned.
"It's not much." After listening, I nodded and said.
"Well, black boxing is definitely not like what is shown in the movies. You can beat someone to death on the stage at every turn. This makes no sense, and the owner of the venue will not let you do it. But after years of intensive training, and inadvertently during the fight, The injuries you suffered will come back sooner or later. My master used to do this, and he was paralyzed when he was thirty-six years old!" Xiaoyi said here, and his tone paused.
When we heard this, we were all silent for a while, secretly sighing that it was not easy to do that job.
"Brother Nan." Xiaoyi called me.
"Um."
I nodded.
"This is my business card. If you can find me in any way, just call me at the number above." Xiaoyi said respectfully.
"good."
I glanced at the business card and carefully put it in my wallet.
After drinking for a while, the four of us called for a driver and left from here.
The other end.
In H City, Lao Xian, Xiang Hui, Zhang Ben, and the eldest prince went to Daowai Snack Street after get off work in the evening, ate something and drank some wine, and then went back to their respective homes to touch each other.
Lao Xian has already bought a house and moved here with Cheng Junyi two years ago. It is very close to the ocean. Under normal circumstances, it only takes seven or eight minutes to drive.
"Bang."
Lao Xian walked into the house, changed into slippers with a red face, and then shouted: "Daughter-in-law."
"Watching TV, what are you doing?"
Cheng Junyi was wearing pink pajamas, with her big white legs exposed, her feet on the table, and a facial mask on her face as she replied.
"Why don't you do it? Let's see if you're asleep." Lao Xian smiled, carried the things and walked into the living room, and then said: "I brought you some shrimp dumplings, you can eat some."
"It's already cold." Cheng Junyi stretched his neck and glanced.
"Then I'll heat it up for you."
The old immortal said that he was too cheap to have any friends, and then he ran towards the kitchen carrying the shrimp dumplings.
"Beep bell bell."
Just then, the phone in his pocket rang.
"Hello, hello." Lao Xian saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so he picked up and asked.
"Haha, can you tell who I am?"
The other party laughed out of nowhere.
"Don't make a fuss with me. I drank too much and I'll get anxious for a while. Don't tell me to curse." The old immortal also made a joke with a smile.
"It's me, Xiaoer," the other party shouted cheerfully.
"Ah," the old immortal was stunned as he led the things.
"Shit, I don't know you. We did things together. Have you forgotten that a few years ago, you, me, Menmen, Xiangnan, and Li Shuishui went to the logistics department to collect the account together? Shit, Li Shuishui is here. You still owe me a thousand yuan now.”
Xiao Er said as if he was very familiar with Lao Xian.
"Ah, I know it's you. Haha, what's wrong? What are you busy with now?" the old immortal asked boredly.
"Honey, get me some mustard." Cheng Junyi shouted from inside the room.
The old fairy took a look inside the room, and then took some mustard.
"You are just busy. I heard that you are getting bigger and bigger now." Xiao'er always spoke politely.
"Okay."
"Husband, get me some ice cubes."
"Haha, are you at home?" Xiao'er heard the voice on the phone and asked again.
"Yeah." Lao Xian replied.
"Okay, I have nothing to do. I'm just calling you. I just want to have a dinner with you tomorrow."
Xiaoer said what he meant.
"Okay, send the address to my mobile phone and I'll go there tomorrow." Lao Xian replied simply.
"Okay, let's do this first."
After saying that, the two hung up the phone, Lao Xian turned around and ran to the refrigerator again, wanting to get some ice.
"Husband, get me a chatter." Junjun shouted again.
"Fuck,,, I'm not fucking voice-controlled, you don't have hands yourself." The old fairy shouted like a man.
"Tap tap tap."
Five seconds later, Cheng Junyi rushed to the kitchen in a hurry, put his hands on his hips, glared, raised his hand and slapped her, and said fiercely: "Call me, believe it or not, I will slap you on the touch screen."
, "Look at you, you are always anxious, why don't I fix the ice for you?" Lao Xian suddenly narrowed his eyes.
"You look good after the interview, are you considered a man?" Cheng Junyi curled his lips and asked.
"Bang, bang,."
When Lao Xian heard this, he immediately became anxious, then he opened the bathroom door and walked in.
"Oh, what are you doing? There's a Blood-Drinking Crazy Knife hidden in it." Cheng Junyi followed Lao Xian's example and was also a bit talkative.
"No, I just want to tell you that it has been a long time since I squatted down to pee." Lao Xian said proudly, opened the toilet lid, and sat directly on it.