With a wrinkled face and a shriveled figure, he is accustomed to wearing a suit left over from the last century, he always likes to comb his back hair, he is obedient to the insults and insults of others, and his attitude towards the people around him is kind and kind, this is the impression that Uncle Zhou gives people, and it is also Shang Yang's inherent impression of him.

Shang Yang has a sense of closeness to him since they first met, it may be that this old man does not give up on his stupid son, or the old man's current life state, he can still be fearless.

So he prefers to help in any way he can.

Uncle Zhou was crowded in the middle of a group of fighters, and he could only watch the ring through the gap, after all, the door of the boxer's appearance position was so big, and on the other side of the door was the audience seat, which needed to buy a ticket to enter, even if it was a coach, he could only enter at the end of the round.

Shang Yang walked into the crowd, put his hand on the boxer's shoulder, and dragged him back.

Most of the out-of-court fighters and casual fighters gathered here, and the boxers in the arena are all on the other side, which belongs to the top viewing position.

This boxer was not convinced, after all, it was a gain to find a vantage point to watch, they were all single-player players, and they were not sure who would meet whom, so they came to understand the enemy situation in advance, but when they turned their heads to see that it was a fool, they immediately closed their mouths and silently retreated, firstly, they did not dare to provoke the boxers in the arena, and secondly, this guy just fought too neatly.

Without strength, there is no right to speak.

"Let's go back, thank you..."

Shang Yang said it very politely, but also very resolutely.

The circle of people gathered around the door turned their heads and recognized him, and everyone looked at him heavily, and they all began to retreat silently.

"Uncle..."

Shang Yang saw that Uncle Zhou also saw him, and pointed ahead: "You stand in front, it's more convenient to see"

If it is placed in normal times, Uncle Zhou will definitely not stand at the forefront, in his ideology, it is good to be an ordinary person who is not in the limelight, can endure it, and is an ordinary person who will not take a second look, but now it is a season, and the battle will be resolved in a few rounds, and he doesn't want to miss a single thing.

Take two steps forward and stand in the front, and when you look ahead, you are already flat.

Uncle Zhou grabbed the trouser line with both hands and looked at the ring nervously.

In fact, Shang Yang has kept some words in his heart, and through these two months of understanding, he can analyze that Uncle Zhou's previous family background must have been good, even in the wealthy class, first of all, the value of his suit thirty years ago was at least a few thousand yuan, which is equivalent to the annual income level of an ordinary family.

Secondly, the frequency of Zhou Fei coming here to compete is about three to four times a month, and there is no guarantee that he can win, even if he wins, he will only have a bonus of 3,000 yuan, and the sparring fee for Shang Yang every month is 15,000, he wanted to ask for less, but Uncle Zhou insisted on it.

The current living conditions of the father and son are that they have no source of income, and their monthly expenses are at least about 20,000 yuan.

There is a mountain of gold that eats like this and has a free day.

And with the growth of his level, he felt more and more that Zhou Fei's reaction speed, punching strength, and even intelligence level were not suitable for continuing in the boxing ring, but Uncle Zhou never said that he would give up, and he had always obeyed this "stupid" son.

He stood to the side and looked ahead.

Boxing ring Zhou Fei and the opponent have collided together, can participate in the quarterly competition, are the elite of various clubs, the strength is a grade higher than usual, in fact, Zhou Fei is still more suitable for this kind of game, he usually fights in a drum, never deliberately control breathing, frequency, in comparison, other players pay more attention to the usual game victory, the strength is not outstanding, not adapted to the fast pace.

At the end of the first round, both sides were tired and panting, and neither was able to solve the other.

From the second round, Shang Yang, who was standing beside him, could clearly feel that Uncle Zhou was worried, every time Zhou Fei was hit with a punch, his body tensed up a point, and he was hit on the head by his opponent, and Uncle Zhou's face changed.

"Let's lose!"

Shang Yang is not an irrational person, just like the original decision to sell the fruit stand and join the boxing ring, it was the result of careful consideration, he took this road in order to give himself a better future, Zhou Fei's situation continued, it would only drag down the old man around him.

Maybe losing and losing, and the fool knows that he should give up.

The ring continues, neither of them is very famous, they have just experienced Shang Yang's match, and the audience is in a period of weakness, shouting and roaring, not as sensational as before, they are all dormant and waiting, because there is still an important person to play today... Ziyang, which is in eighth place on the list.

He is also the most vocal fighter for the singles championship this time.

"Bang..."

Entering the third round, Zhou Fei was tired and sweaty, and under his tireless attack, he finally had results, kicking his leg in front of the opponent and kicking the opponent in the air, the opponent was not unconscious, but lying on the ring and gasping violently, and his physical strength had reached the limit.

Finally.

Ten seconds later, the referee raised Zhou Fei's arm and declared victory.

Zhou Fei grinned, rushed to the front, stood on the belt and shouted to the audience: "I want to marry a daughter-in-law!"

No one cheered for him, more mocking ridicule.

Uncle Zhou did not feel embarrassed by Zhou Fei's behavior, but puffed up his chest, and his eyes lit up, even just now, he was almost pressed to the ground by Lao Hei, Zhou Fei only knew how to dodge, and he was sincerely proud of his son's victory.

Shang Yang suddenly felt a little envious.

"Won... Win!"

Uncle Zhou's face was slightly red, and he put his fist in front of his chest and kept chanting.

Shang Yang glanced at it and clapped his hands.

Welcoming Zhou Fei off the stage, Zhou Fei had a big child's smile on his face, ignored Uncle Zhou, and strode straight to the lounge.

"I played very beautifully just now, Uncle knew that you had improved, but I didn't expect to improve so much, with my current strength, I just don't fight back every time I sparring a partner, if I fight back, Xiaofei can't survive three rounds in front of you, judging from the growth rate, it will be enough to squeeze into the rankings in a few months!"

Uncle Zhou and Shang Yang walked side by side at the end and returned to the players' lounge outside the court.

"Diligence can make up for it, I have been flying a few years later than others, I can only seize every opportunity to train, in fact, I also hope to be on the leaderboard one day"

There is no need to hide it in front of Uncle Zhou.

Seeing the attitude of the audience, the club, and the fighters towards the fighters on the leaderboard, who wouldn't want to go up?

"You also have to take care of your body, I heard about the training intensity you give yourself every day, I just want to say... Child, you're so miserable."

Shang Yang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then shook his head.

He thought that last month was the first time he had earned a long salary in his life, and felt that no matter how much he paid, it was worth it.

handed over the thick wad of banknotes to Zhao Suxian, and felt a strong sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Don't work hard now.

Even if you find the man who abandoned Zhao Suxian in the future, what can you do?

Shang Yang is not a saint, he still thought about pointing at the man's nose arrogantly and saying, I would live better without you.

"By the way, the lion told me just now that the ranking is recognized by Mr., who is Mr.?"

He suddenly thought of this question, if it wasn't for the lion who took the initiative to mention it, he would have almost forgotten that there were two perverted guys with no names on the top of the rankings, you know, Lion, Qi Tian, Ziyang, Challenger, although these cattle are amazingly powerful, but in front of the data, compared with those two guys, there is still a gap.

"Sir?"

Uncle Zhou turned his head, caught off guard by Shang Yang's sudden mention of this name, and after thinking about it, how could he not hear this name in the club: "Actually, I haven't seen it either..."

As he spoke, he had already walked into the lounge.

The lounge was still very lively, but it could be seen that Shang Yang came in as if he had seen a plague god, and everyone was silent, and some people had already begun to prepare to go out.

"You've never seen it?"

Shang Yang was a little surprised, Uncle Zhou is a living fossil in the boxing ring, he has been here since Zheng Hai's time, and his qualifications are even higher than Ge Zhong's, and there are still things he doesn't know.

Uncle Zhou sat on the rest sofa and saw that everyone else had walked out, only counting Zhou Fei and the three of them, he didn't hide it, and said: "Actually, these are taboos in the boxing arena, and few people talk about them, because they touch Mr. Ge's bottom line, but since you ask, let's talk about it..."

"When you mention a gentleman, you have to mention another person... Coach!"

"Coach?"

Shang Yang frowned slightly.

"The profession is a coach, nicknamed also called coach, he is the first person to be with Mr. Ge, and he can be regarded as the pioneer of the second era of the club, it is said that Mr. Ge spent a lot of money to invite from other places, not only the salary, but also the annual profit sharing of the boxing stadium, the proportion will not be too small..."

"Some people say that the coach used to be a teacher at the Beijing Institute of Physical Education, and some people say that he participated in the Olympic Games, and the best ranking won the quarterfinals, all in all, the strength of the coach is in Linshui County, and it is well-deserved first, Scar, that is, the one you broke into the bar, our first brother in Linshui also came to him, it is said that he wants to be a personal bodyguard, and the price is a bar, but then Scar heard the conditions given by Mr. Ge, and did not continue to chat, no one knows how much to give each year, but it will not be less..."

Shang Yang's heart became more and more shocked.

Sure enough, if I bloom, butterflies will come.

At the beginning, he smashed the scarred bar, and the other party offered 200,000 yuan in compensation.

And in order to hire a coach, Scar just shot the advantage of a bar...

Uncle Zhou took a deep breath and said: "What I just said is all illusory, no one knows if it is true or not, but what happened next is basically not a secret, when you come, you should find that there is no coach in the training room, and they are all training by themselves."

"Yes!"

Shang Yang nodded, he had doubts until now.

"The former coach is the coach!"

"He has been here for three and a half years, and he didn't leave until half a year, like the players on the current leaderboard, Lion, Qi Tian, Ziyang, and Tie Niu, they are basically the students he taught!"

"What?"

Shang Yang's eyes widened subconsciously.

At present, the pillars of the boxing ring are actually the coach's students, and there is nothing more impactful than this.

"That's right... Before Mr. came, the coach was number one on the leaderboard!"