Halfway through the game, the boy's cheeks were swollen and bulging high, and it was impossible to see what he looked like.

But Lin Qiuran guessed that he should not be an adult.

Only this kind of underground boxing gym that does not see the light dares to use child labor.

The customer pointed to the stage and said, "Miss Lin, let's make a bet." If you win, we'll do the business. If you lose, the business blows. What do you think? ”

In addition to agreeing, what else can Lin Qiuran do?

She smiled wryly and nodded, "Okay, what's the bet?" ”

"In this game, we each pressed one person. Whoever presses wins, even whoever wins. ”

Lin Qiuran suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, the customer pointed at the strong man and said, "I'll press him." ”

The strong man was safe and sound, and the young man was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

The client forced Lin Qiuran to choose a teenager, almost telling her directly, I don't plan to do this business.

Lin Qiuran wanted to die, and she had a hard time saying that word.

“…… Good. ”

After she said the word "good", there was a sudden cheer from the audience, and it turned out that the teenager was beaten to the ground again.

The outcome of this game is without suspense.

The boy wiped the corners of his mouth, not knowing whether it was a nosebleed or the blood coming out of his mouth. He got up again, and the audience booed.

Some people even shouted directly: "Admit defeat early!" If you admit defeat, you can take fewer beatings! ”

Lin Qiuran didn't pin her hopes on the teenager, what she couldn't even do by herself, what qualifications did she have to ask for a stranger?

The scene was so tragic that Lin Qiuran didn't dare to go to the stage.

The customer clapped his hands and laughed, and at the same time insisted on telling Lin Qiuran how far the situation had progressed.

Pushing Lin Qiuran to despair seemed to him to be a very interesting thing.

"Miss Lin, Miss Lin, you're about to lose!"

Lin Qiuran had to look at the stage, and the young man fell to the ground again in embarrassment.

The client explained to her, "If he can't get up, he's a complete loser." ”

The referees and the spectators were counting down.

“10、9、8……”

Everyone's voices were filled with excitement.

Except for Lin Qiuran, there is probably no second person in the audience who would hope that the teenager won.

The countdown to ten sounds, and the boy couldn't get up.

It's over, it's all over.

Lin Qiuran thought desperately, she bit her lip desperately, barely restraining herself from crying.

The boy fell, and so did her life.

However, after waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for the referee to announce the victory.

The strong man said to the audience: "I won a little rabbit cub today, it's too easy." ”

The audience burst into laughter.

"I decided to give him another ten countdowns so that I wouldn't be called a bully. Do you think it's good? ”

The audience watched the excitement, and of course shouted "good" in unison.

The strong man walked up to the young man, kicked him insultingly, and said contemptuously: "Hey, little X cub, can you still get up?" ”

From Lin Qiuran's point of view, the young man was already half-dead.

But just as the strong man finished saying that, he suddenly moved his fingers, as if he wanted to stand up.

The audience was applauded again.

"Admit defeat obediently!"

"Why is this little cub so ignorant?"

“10、9、8……”

This is probably a crazy moment in Lin Qiuran's life, anyway, the business is gone, and the job is going to be lost, what is there to be afraid of?

She suddenly got up from her seat and shouted hysterically at the boy.

"Stand up! Stand up! ”

Heaven may still favor Lin Qiuran, and after she shouted these words, the young man got up again as if he had been opened with a golden finger.

"Damn, are you really fucking standing up?"

"Awesome!"

The boy struggled to wipe the blood from his face, and his arms trembled visibly.

He steadied himself, let out a low roar, and rushed towards the strong man with all his might, striking him hard at the vital parts.

The strong man didn't think that the boy could get up at all, and without any defense, he fell to the ground at once, clutching the vital point and screaming.

The young man held on to the side rope and raised his middle finger at the strong man.

"Little X cub, who are you scolding?"

Lin Qiuran covered her mouth, unaware that she had burst into tears.

When a man is not even afraid of death, what is he afraid of?

The boy's physical strength was indeed at its limit, and after saying this, he fell headlong and was completely unconscious.

On the contrary, the strong man covered his lower body and stood up tremblingly.

After another ten-second countdown, the game ended.

Lin Qiuran wiped her tears with the back of her hand and said calmly.

"I lost. Although the business cannot be negotiated, I still thank you for letting me see such a wonderful game. ”

The customer was probably also shocked by the young man's spirit of not being afraid of death, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"It's the first time I've seen someone who fights like this."

There's nothing fair about the underground gym fights, they're just trying to please the crowd. As long as the audience is happy to watch, they don't care who wins or loses. Therefore, many times, the fighters in the gym even stage play, after all, the gym is a gray area, and they dare not really make a mistake.

When Lin Qiuran picked up the bag and was about to leave, he was stopped by the customer.

"Miss Lin, I think there is still room for negotiation in our business."

It was a turning point in Lin Qiuran's life, and after negotiating this big business, she made her debut in the company. has done several major things for the company one after another, and no one dares to chew her tongue behind her back, saying that she is a good-for-nothing "relation".

She became interested in boxing and went to the gym a few more times, but never saw the boy again, and couldn't say thank you to him in person.

Lin Qiuran tried to inquire about the boy, but he was only an amateur boxer, and the gym didn't know where he was going

The experience of that day reminded Lin Qiuran of a cliché in a high school excerpt: When the whole world told me to give up, I hope someone whispered in my ear to try again.

Just one person is enough for me to hold on any longer.

……

Lin Qiuran leaned on the windowsill of the balcony, unconsciously having a sour nose.

A prompt tone from the mobile phone at this time interrupted Lin Qiuran's thoughts.

She took out her mobile phone, and it was a text message from Secretary An Mianmian.

During the day, she used the computer to submit the fund application report, and it seemed that the feedback from the report came.

"Mr. An rejected your request report, if you have any needs, please go to the general manager's office of the group headquarters at ten o'clock tomorrow morning and apply for ...... to Mr. An in person."