Shang Yang's heart trembled violently when he heard this.

He didn't know about this matter, and he didn't know it until now, and at that time he kicked Ding Xiaonian and said: You kid finally stopped picking.

He is not a picker, he is really poor, there is a gambler father at home, even if he has a penny, he has to take out to gamble, and no one can control it.

"I'm causing trouble with Scar, only Ding Xiaonian is willing to go with me!"

Shang Yang said, re-lit a cigarette, he never looked down on Ding Xiaonian even a penny, the family was so pessimistic that people wanted to give him 200 million to make him rich, but these friends were all poor ghosts.

The proprietress shook her head, glanced at Shang Yang and said with a smile: "Sister has seen these people, but the most optimistic is you, it's not a lie, it's the truth!"

"Me?"

Shang raised his eyebrows, some words could not be heard elsewhere, and only could be heard in this former stronghold, pouting and said: "You can pull it down, if you really think that you can sleep with your brother-in-law? I'm also single, haven't I been waiting for you for so many years... You don't know, every night when I think of what you and that man are doing, my heart bleeds..."

Shang Yang suddenly felt much more comfortable and made a joke.

Maybe it's the wind tonight.

Maybe it's the staggered figure behind him.

Or the various sounds that fill your ears.

Or, he finally digested some of the things at the door of the club, and the first thing the proprietress said was: You have changed! He has not only changed, but also has a heart, don't look at the knife just now held the knife very steadily, standing in front of dozens of people like a big brother, in fact, he panicked, not a movie, not a story, but a living person, just now as long as his hand shook slightly, Zheng Hai's artery will be cut, and then derive human life.

No one can save me from this far.

followed the words of his grandfather Zhao Benzhong, who never looked down on him: This brute has to go in sooner or later!

He didn't want to, and he couldn't.

Not for others, but for the mother who has worked hard for herself for more than 20 years.

It's just that things have been pushed to this point, and I'm at a loss.

Thinking about it now, I still have palpitations.

"Damage!"

The proprietress scolded with a smile: "I'm not joking with you, it's the truth... Look at these people behind you, that is, you can bring them all and sit at the same table to eat, for so many years, I have never seen the influence of one person to bring these people together!"

"The two at the last table, hugging and crying together, they should have met me once two months ago, they sat at the next table, didn't say a few words the whole time, just nodded, and then ate with their friends, even a glass of wine"

Shang Yang turned his head in astonishment.

Recognize the two people that the boss lady said, they are all with his best friends, belong to his own words, they can pick up their weapons and rush up at the first time, they can be called right-hand men, Shang Yang has deliberately cut off contact with everyone in the past few years, and he has not had much intersection with them, but there should be a lot of contact between them?

"And your table, the skinny man lying on the ground after drinking too much!"

The proprietress spoke again.

Shang Yang followed her words and quickly found someone sleeping under the table, and there was a puddle of stuff on his body that he didn't know who had just vomited... Skinny, nicknamed Skinny.

"I remember that he should have studied well"

It's really good, the score in the college entrance examination is not low, the key undergraduate, Shang Yang is also wondering, this guy is by his side all day long, he has done everything, he didn't see him studying, but he is in the top few in every exam.

"You see that he is dressed differently from others now, he has a temperament and culture, he should be in a regular unit, right?"

Shang Yang responded: "I don't know, I really haven't been in touch for several years!"

"And that!"

The proprietress raised her hand again.

"He was married, and when he got married, he knew that there were relatives in our family who couldn't beat him."

"And he's spitting that, he's fixing cars on this street"

"And the one who looks like he's in his thirties, he's from a chemical factory, right?"

I don't know if it's because the boss's memory is very good, or if these people are too distinctive, except for two who are wrong, the rest can basically be right, and they also tell everyone's current situation.

"You see, these people from all walks of life, cats and dogs, sister has seen too many friends who can't wait to wear a pair of pants when they are young, and they grow up and die without contact, some of them have a family, some have a career, but because of your words, they can all come out tonight, it proves that he is not stupid, but that you are too capable, sister is not praising you, at least you can create yourself in the hearts of others, a position worth fighting for, you are gold, sooner or later you have to shine, and it will be very bright!"

The proprietress said very resolutely, and the cloth shirt on her body hunted in the night wind, reflecting not her incomparable attractive parts, but the taste of fairy wind bones.

"It's worthy of being a businessman, better than me!"

Shang Yang listened to it fluttering in his heart, but he didn't say it, and it is true that there were too many friends who were once worthy of his hard work, and any of these people said a word, he could get up in the middle of the night, but now, there are very few, if anyone among these people calls him and asks him to go to the door of the boxing club, not only will he not go, but the phone will have to be turned off.

People may have changed, but more importantly, people's hearts have dispersed.

The proprietress did not refute, but sighed like a philosopher: "People will definitely be young and frivolous in this life, and there will be maturity and growth, it is easy to go from young to mature, and it is difficult to go from mature to young, and now they all say that Daddy Ma, and more than a dozen Arhats under him, he is to confuse adults to be young, you are also such a person, you have such a personality charm, so sooner or later you will succeed!"

"Oops... Besides, I feel like I can trample Liu Feiyang under my feet!"

Shang Yang casually threw the cigarette butt to the ground: "You shouldn't make a barbecue, your biography..."

"Brother Shang, Brother Shang, I haven't drunk enough! For so many years, I thought that you could have a drink with me, and when my brother wanted to have a drink with you..."

At this time, there was a sound from the barbecue stall behind him, drinking crookedly, and shouting inarticulate while holding a wine glass.

"It's coming!"

Shang Yang did not hesitate, responded heroically, and then walked over.

Back in his seat, he had a second round of competition with someone who could still stand up, and for a moment there was a lot of fighting.

They talked a lot.

Shang Yang's twelfth girlfriend got married after graduation, and the couple fought on the night of the wedding, and gave birth to a big fat boy last year.

There is a girl who used to whistle together, but now she is a wine companion in that bar in the city.

There are guys who used to be beaten a lot, but now they have a company.

And the best friend, the person who borrowed the money disappeared without a trace.

There was laughter, there was cursing, and at last there was crying.

sang Zhou Huajian's "Friend" again

Shang Yang remained sober from beginning to end, until the end, he was only seven points drunk, not that he didn't drink, but that the amount of alcohol these people really couldn't take the table, converted to Huidong Daqu fifty-two degrees, their most was only one catty, what does it feel like to be drunk?

Shang Yang really didn't understand.

The amount of alcohol has always been unknown.

Standing on the side of the road, he called a row of taxis, helped these people up one by one, and gave the fare, looking at these people one by one, his heart suddenly seemed to be emptied, and suddenly he found that some people and some things have really passed and can never come back.

Whether it is crying and laughing, bitter or tired, it is like that row of taxis, one by one, until they finally disappear.

Who is a passer-by and who can sing the leading role, it can never be said.

Li Nian comes here every year to drink a case of beer, scolding himself while drinking?

I don't know if she'll be here this year.

Ding has washed dishes and brushed dishes here for three years?

This is a barbecue stand, and I don't know if he understands it now, the most important job is to wear skewers.

Say goodbye to the boss lady and honest boss who was a fantasy in childhood.

He didn't call himself a taxi, but walked home on foot, he didn't have three hundred dollars of Vacheron Constantin, he could only glance at his mobile phone, it turned out to be two o'clock at night, tentatively turned on the radio, and listened to the night talk of the female anchor who was called "Yoyo" with a voice that was easy to poison.

Unfortunately, it was long over.

Walking quietly alone, tomorrow is about to be a major turning point in his life, whether it is success or failure, Shang Yang has no confidence, and he has no confidence in the future.

It's just that he can clearly see that the taxi that left will never come back.

The only way to go forward is to move forward.

The woman barged into the house and threw out five million.

Zhao Benzhong's voice was fierce: You are a scourge.

But there are also people who say: if you have a personality charm that others can't match, you will definitely succeed.

Someone else said: Brother Shang, you send a message, I'll fly/fly back.

What does that mean?

The centipede has a hundred legs, and it is not as good as the snake.

The rooster has wings, but it can't fly the crow.

Horses have a journey of thousands of miles, and they can't go without riding.

People have the ambition to reach the sky, and they can't pass by themselves without luck.

Is the East Side Boxing Club considered lucky?

At the very least, you have to slap the face of those who look down on you, and comfort the hearts of those who look up to you.

Go to the house, go in, sleep...

PS: Thanks for the real 1983, thanks.

New Book Issue... Everyone is cheering, monthly passes, recommended tickets, really needed.

ps: It's not tonight, let's make it up tomorrow, go to the hospital... Cervical spine and sciatic nerve... Gotta see.