At this time, there were many cars parked on this street, but they were not full, so it can be said that during this time, there were fewer and fewer cars parked on the side of the road, far less than before.

These people are here because of that club.

Fengwei Boxing Club.

Inside the club, students, coaches, and a few professional fighters were training, and the chill on the street outside didn't seem to have anything to do with them, and most of them were wearing short sleeves, most of them wearing tank tops or shirtless.

This scene that goes against the seasons no one finds strange.

Xiao Fang stood behind the cash register, propped her arms on the table, her palms supported her face, looking at the training in the club, it looked really lively, compared to a few years ago, before Chen Xing became famous, it was much better.

But if it was a few months ago, it would still be a lot colder.

Quite simply, because the club lost a world champion.

The club's business was much worse, but no one cared about it, it was nothing compared to the young man, and even the owner of the club didn't care about the gradual decline in students, and he didn't want to take a way to deal with it.

Xiao Fang moved her head and looked at a seat next to the sandbag area, and sure enough, she saw Uncle Xing sitting in that seat, Uncle Xing had given up his identity as a coach in the past few months, no longer teaching any students, and he didn't think of any way to save the students who were gradually losing.

He is not at all like the Xing Cunyi who wanted to break his head and legs for the club before, these few months have made him grow a lot of gray hair, and it also made him feel a little weak for the first time, could it be that he is really old?

Xiao Fang clearly knew why Uncle Xing often sat in that seat, because on the wall opposite that seat, there were several posters, posters of Chen Xing's first world boxing championship.

One of the most conspicuous is the poster of Chen Xing wearing a red and gold dragon pattern robe, and Chen Xing in that poster looks extremely sharp, different from his usual plain eyes, full of battle intent.

At that time, he was actually looking forward to that battle.

Xiao Fang, who held her face with one hand, felt too boring after standing at the cash register, which is also the reason why the employees of the boxing club have not been doing it for a long time, the work is monotonous, there is no change in what you do every day, and there is no room for improvement, how can you be promoted as a club employee?

Fengwei Club even if Uncle Xing misses the old man, the salary for the old man is very good, and it is very difficult to find a higher salary outside, but Xiaofang has no choice to leave, not because of Uncle Xing's money.

It's because of Chen Xing.

That year, Chen Xinggang turned eighteen years old and was qualified to participate in regular boxing competitions.

That year, she and other employees, plus Uncle Xing, followed Chen Xing's race around the country, sometimes staying in a five-star hotel, sometimes living in an ordinary rental house, sometimes being exhausted half to death on the high-speed train or train for several days, and sometimes eating expensive dishes in a famous local hotel.

During those days, there was tiredness, sleepiness, excitement, happiness, and emotion.

That was the time that kept her from leaving the club.

The boy who sat in the corner and watched the boxing baby's thighs during the break of every match was what kept her from choosing another job.

Originally, now they have followed Chen Xing to participate in Chen Xing's World Boxing Title Defense.

And in that title defense battle, Chen Xing will win.

There is no need for a reason, she is the one who has watched all of Chen Xing's matches with her own eyes, and she has watched Chen Xing go from a young man who has just turned eighteen years old who has not fought a boxing match to a world boxing champion.

She knew that Chen Xing would win.

The sound of the brakes of the motorcycle sounded outside the door of the club, which made the bored Xiaofang cheer up a little, Yang Ling came, Xiaofang watched Chen Xing become a boxing champion, and also watched Yang Ling become a slim girl.

Xiao Fang cast her eyes to the door, Yang Ling was practicing driving a motorcycle during this time, she knew it.

"Xiaoling, noon. The good in Xiao Fang's mouth was stuck in her mouth before she could say it, because the figure that appeared at the door was not Yang Ling, the body shape was not Yang Ling at all, and the clothes she was wearing were not either.

Yang Ling was wearing the same club staff uniform as her, and the person who walked in was wearing the uniform of a club player, and when the person at the door walked into the club from the sun, Xiao Fang finally saw the other party's face.

"Uncle Xing!!" Xiao Fang's head that was supported by his hand instantly left his palm, and the whole person stood up straight.

Hearing Xiao Fang shouting like this, the man who had just walked in the door moved his eyes to the cash register, and grinned when he saw Xiao Fang, "Good afternoon, Sister Xiao Fang." ”

"Uncle Xing!!" Hearing the other party say hello, Xiao Fang just shouted Uncle Xing again at the top of her voice.

These two loud Uncle Xing can be heard by anyone with hearing impairment, not to mention that Uncle Xing's hearing is good.

"What's the matter, I'm surprised. Uncle Xing took his eyes off the wall poster, looked in Xiao Fang's direction, and also saw the young man who had just walked in the door.

Rubbing the ground, Uncle Xing lifted his ass from his seat and ran quickly to the door, at this moment, the idea of feeling old was left behind by Uncle Xing.

In this instant, he was eighteen years younger.

Chen Xing saw Uncle Xing coming over, he hadn't seen him in the past few months, Uncle Xing's face didn't look as good as before, and the gray hair on his head could be seen a lot more without looking carefully.

Either way, he's wrong.

The two big men hugged each other tightly.

"You stinky boy, if you don't come back, I'm really going to sell this club, buy guns and explosives, and fight those pirates. "Uncle Xing is like a big boy, he has a crying tone when he speaks, even Ling Xin and Yang Ling don't have this crying tone.

"Uncle Xing, it's not necessary, it's really unnecessary, you're going, so what should we do Aunt Hua." Chen Xing patted Uncle Xing's back.

"Then she must be the same as before, when I used to box, she bandaged me at the end, I was injured in a fight with the group of Wang Ba pirates with a gun, and she also helped me bandage when I came back. "I have to say that many times Uncle Xing's mood is very incompatible with his age.

But if it weren't for his state of mind, this Fengwei Boxing Club would not exist.

An old man and a young man stood at the door talking, and Xiao Fang, who couldn't talk to him, was talking to Yang Ling, who walked in behind, understanding the situation.

The students and fighters who are training around have also noticed the situation here, and it can be said that there is no one who comes here who does not know Chen Xing, it is because of Chen Xing's existence that this club has become the top in Hong Kong City, and even famous in China.

At that time, when Chen Xing was still there, I don't know how many people had seen Chen Xing's training.

Chen Xing, still alive, is back.