The world is not troubled, but Jiaming himself is troubled.
The Huang family's New Year's Eve is very complicated, but for an unimportant child like Jiaming, he can still avoid it. What he needs to participate in is ancestor worship, the New Year's Eve dinner, and the next day's New Year's greetings to receive red envelopes. Huang Haobing and others
When the child saw him, he looked like he wanted to beat him but didn't dare, which was very annoying. It was like a husband who was dumped by his wife. Now that his wife is married, he wants to beat him every time he meets her, but his wife's current husband is helpless.
It's rather tough. This thought can only be hidden in my heart and shown on my face, but I just don't dare to take action.
I have no love for this big family. On the first day of the new year, I received a few red envelopes and was invited by Lingjing to go to the martial arts gym. After that, I basically spent every day in the martial arts gym. The martial arts gym is called Ye's martial arts gym. In front of it is
There is a courtyard in the middle of the martial arts training hall, and the living area is at the back. During the New Year, there are not many people learning martial arts. Except for Lingjing, who dominates the entire small arena every day, there are two children who circle around her all day long.
Father Ye often sits by the hall and reads a book. Jiaming occasionally goes to the bookshelf to pick up books, but Lingjing scolds him for being pretentious.
Occasionally, Lingjing would be called to the ring to serve as a target for practice. For Jia Ming, it was painful to see those flawless boxing techniques without taking action. Therefore, whenever guests came over to pay New Year greetings, he would go down and help serve tea.
When pouring water, guests ask Lao Ye when he had a son. Father Ye often replies that this is my son, and Lingjing is just a child bride raised here. Then Lingjing will be depressed for a long time.
Naturally, it is impossible to stay in the martial arts hall all day. Occasionally, Father Ye takes his four children out to play, and when Feizhu and Dragonfly set off firecrackers, Jia Ming has to act silly and look very interested and cheering. Only this
Sometimes, he would hate that phoenix for not sending him to when he was eighteen or nineteen years old.
On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Liu Huaisha, dressed in fiery red, came to his door as a disciple.
When I arrived here, it was around nine o'clock in the morning. On the small arena, Jia Ming was holding two mats as Lingjing's sandbags. Seeing a child coming in, he first waved to Lingjing. Father Ye thought it was Lingjing.
The friend came up to him with a smile: "Children, are you here to play with Lingjing?"
"Ah, hello, are you Lingjing's father?" Liu Huaisha bowed, took off his snow-covered red short boots, looked at the two people on the ring, and twirled his fingers in the air cutely.
Circle, "No, I'm here...to play in the gym!"
"Ah? A gymnast?" Ye's father's expression was obviously a little startled, and then he saw Liu Huaisha pointing to the stage, "I want to compete with him!" But he was not referring to Ye Lingjing, but to Silly, who was holding a hand guard.
Gu Jiaming stood there stupidly.
As soon as these words came out, several people were a little surprised, Lingjing said: "He, he can't fight." Jia Ming shook his head in agreement.
"No, he is wearing the clothes of your martial arts school, that is, he is from your martial arts school. When he was bullied yesterday, he asked a girl to protect him. I want to come to learn, but after learning, I can't even compare with the girls.
, then why should I learn it?"
"Well, well, learning martial arts is for physical fitness, not for fighting..." Father Ye said, stroking his beard, looking at Jiaming on the platform, and then changed his words: "Ahem, but the matter concerns our martial arts school.
For honor, Jiaming, just compete with this little girl."
"Ah?" Jiaming opened his mouth. Ye Han obviously wanted to see his joke, so he continued: "Well, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose. What's important is that you have the courage. Our martial arts school can't
It’s a joke.”
Ye Lingjing frowned, turned around and said, "Okay, Jiaming, just compete with Sister Huaisha once. Anyway... I just secretly tell her to be gentle."
"Uh...then how should I fight?"
"Just... just run away as fast as you can."
"Oh." Jiaming smiled helplessly in his heart. He just ran away. It was a good strategy. Just have fun. He couldn't be afraid of you, a little girl.
After a while, Lingjing got off the ring and secretly said something to Liu Huaisha. The little girl in red nodded. When she got on the ring, she whispered: "I hate boys who ask girls for help.
Yes, just wait!"
The two of them saluted each other. Ye Han knocked on the small clock next to him and shouted "start". The girl in red yelled and punched her. She waved the punch in a decent manner, matching the shout,
The momentum was indeed extraordinary. However, the punch was in the air, because at the same time that Ye's father started shouting, Jiaming had already shouted "Help", turned around and ran away.
This ring is slightly smaller than an ordinary boxing ring. Although it is still big enough for children, it should be very simple to intercept a person within the range. I saw that the boy just shouted "Help" and surrounded the ring.
Liu Huaisha felt contempt for running away, because her father said that a real man should face any challenge without fear. Let's see how far you can run, she thought in her heart, and rushed forward.
After a while, she discovered that this boy was indeed running away like a loach, running, jumping, rolling, and using the elasticity of the ring rope to accelerate. No matter how she tried to catch up, he was able to escape to the other side of the ring in embarrassment, and
Every time he passed by her, he chased her on the ring for about five minutes, but he didn't even catch him by the hem of his clothes.
"Don't run away..."
"Help..."
"Look at me catching you..."
"Help..."
"I'll kill you if you run away again..."
"Help..."
After a while, the chase scene on stage turned into a farce in the eyes of others. The shouts of Lingjing in the audience gradually changed from "Jia Ming, run quickly..." to "Jia Ming, run quickly, sister Huaisha, come on."
!" Ye Han held his belly and laughed, which made Liu Huaisha feel even more embarrassed.
"Stop running!"
"Help..."
"I'm not coming!"
After chasing until he was out of breath, Xiao Huaisha finally couldn't help shouting stop. As soon as he said this, Jiaming's body immediately stopped and he leaned against the pillar on the side and gasped softly: "Really?"
"You just know how to run."
"Then we are a tie? I didn't beat you and you didn't beat me?"
The girl in red gasped loudly and glanced sideways at Jia Ming, who came closer with a smile. Suddenly, the little girl yelled and rushed towards her with claws and teeth: "I'm going to kill you!"
Jiaming stepped back suddenly, avoiding the kick. He raised his hands to protect his head and lowered his body at the same time. At this moment, he was forced into a corner. In a hurry, it was no longer easy to escape flexibly.
.Xiao Huaisha's second punch hit Jia Ming's arm hard. She felt happy and punched out again, but this time, it missed again.
It's not that Jiaming escaped, but that he had already changed into a half-crouched position. The punch failed, and his body rushed forward involuntarily. Just as Jiaming rushed forward, he hugged her waist,
The little girl's body suddenly flew up.
With a "bang", the little girl fell heavily to the ground, and Jia Ming jumped on her body, about to punch her. If it were a professional fighter, such a move would definitely be regarded as abnormal.
Excellent performance, but in Ye Han's eyes at this moment, it was naturally just Xiao Jiaming's good luck. Seeing Jiaming's eyes at that moment, Xiao Huaisha couldn't help but scream, turned his head, and closed his eyes tightly.
She closed her eyes, but at the next moment, she realized that Jia Ming was just holding her hands tightly.
"let me go!"
"Don't let go!"
"open!"
"You're going to hit me!"
"ah--"
On the ring, the little girl who was suppressed underneath was struggling desperately, screaming continuously, and even wanted to open her mouth to bite, but no matter what, Jiaming just held her two hands tightly,
No matter how much she screamed, she would never let go.