Chapter 7: The Clouds Rise (1)

The next day was Monday, early in the morning, Tang Long woke up, he went to the stadium as usual to run 10,000 meters, and then came back to take a shower, carrying a backpack to the restaurant for breakfast. Today's weather is good, the golden sun pours down from the blue sky and white clouds, making the green trees shine, and a few golden fallen leaves playfully drag the footsteps of the autumn wind, rolling happily on the road. Tang Long came to the door of the restaurant and looked inside, where it was as crowded as every Monday morning.

For many mornings since he was knocked down by Dongfang Zhou on the shore of Wenshan Lake, he had stood at the door of the restaurant and looked inside at the flow of people as he did today, but every time, he was hesitant to walk in with his head down. He longs to melt into the tumbling flow of people, but he is afraid of being swallowed up by the flow; He longed to gaze at everyone he met in the restaurant, but he was afraid of being stung by their gaze; He longed to hear the voice of his name being called, but he was afraid to hear the laughter mixed with it; He longed to see the faces of every beautiful girl inside, but when the faces were opposite to his own, he felt that they were like immaculate mirrors, reflecting the flaws and shadows in his heart. He is as sensitive and timid as a mimosa, and a little stimulation can make him red-faced, nervous, and sweaty palms.

However, today is a different day, a brand new day.

At the same time, in the same place, in the same crowd, his steps no longer hesitated, and he strode in with his head held high. His gaze collided with every pair of eyes he happened to meet, and he had never looked at their eyes so closely as he did today, and they were sparkling and complex, tired, happy, sad, anxious, and happy...... When he once lowered his head in front of these eyes, he thought that what fell on him was a malicious gaze, but when he raised his head today and calmly faced these pairs of eyes, he found that none of them cared about him, paid attention to him, knew him, and refracted from these eyes were more from the light of their inner world.

Tang Long asked for a bowl of porridge, two eggs, a bottle of Yili pure milk, and a bowl of beef rice rolls, and found a place to sit down.

After eating breakfast at Shenzhen University, Tang Long immediately came to Pengqiang Fight Club to train in high spirits. As soon as last night's game ended, Wang Gang sent the game video to the WeChat group of the professional team, and the brothers in the club knew that Tang Long's debut victory was the first time by watching the game video.

Soon, Jin Tianya came to the club, and after he changed into training clothes, he led everyone to start training on time at nine o'clock.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, after the training, two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, walked into the club. Tang Long, who was pacing in the fitness area and listening to music to relax, looked up and saw that it was Tang Qiang and Jin Yuhua. TANG QIANG WORE A BLACK POLO SHIRT, COTTON BLACK PANTS AND A PAIR OF BLACK CASUAL LEATHER SHOES, WHILE JIN YUHUA WORE A LONG GREEN SKIRT. Tang Long hurriedly walked to the shoe rack to find his flip-flops, pulled the slippers, and came to them.

"Mom, Dad, why are you here?" Tang Long asked

"You guy don't want to go home, don't even come home to see us." Tang Qiang said.

"It's not that I don't want to go home, I've been too busy studying and training lately."

"Learning? You also dare to use your studies as a shield, and your counselor says that you often skip classes. I think you're unsettling. "I haven't seen you for a long time, but Tang Qiang's voice is still so loud.

Tang Qiang's voice immediately attracted the attention of the fighters in the training area and fitness area, and Jin Yuhua gently touched Tang Qiang with her palm and motioned him to be quiet.

"I'll take responsibility for my own life, and there are some things that you don't need to take care of."

"I'm your father, I don't care who cares? I see that you have practiced martial arts to the point where you have gone crazy. ”

Tang Long was silent.

"You went to the ring at CocoPark last night without telling us, do you think we don't know? It was full of my clients, and they had already sent the video to my phone. Since I was a child, your mother has never been willing to touch you, but you have given yourself to others to beat for nothing, your mother saw you being chased and punched, and her heart was so distressed that she burst into tears, and she didn't sleep well last night. ”

"I'm fine, isn't that good? What do you have to worry about? Tang Long frowned, looked at Tang Qiang and Jin Yuhua and said.

"It's too late for you to do something, kid! Boxing is a dangerous sport. There are so many examples of fighters being killed in the ring, and if something happens to you, what will we do with the two of us? Jin Yuhua's eyes were red, and tears overflowed again.

"Tang Long, take your family to the lounge and sit!" Cuicui came over to the front desk and said.

Tang Long nodded, walked straight to the lounge, and after Tang Qiang and Jin Yuhua followed, he slammed the door of the lounge, sat on the chair, and twisted his head to the side to stare at the white wall.

"Tang Long, come home with us, don't learn boxing." Jin Yuhua's voice is soft and affectionate.

"No, if I entered this club, I won't leave easily." Tang Long said categorically.

"Don't be as stubborn as a donkey, okay? We are your parents, and we will not harm you. Tang Qiang said with a glare. I know, I know you're for my good, but I've fallen in love with boxing, and I've found my true self in the ring.

I'm not going to just give up. Tang Long spread out his hands, shook his head and said.

"No, kid, you should think about how we feel." Jin Yuhua muttered.

"We raised you with great difficulty, is this how you rebelled against your parents?" Tang Qiang said sharply to Tang Long.

"Dad, remember what you said to me when you were a kid? You say, we are the descendants of Yan and Huang, and we are the descendants of the dragon. But do you know what the spirit of the dragon is? The dragon is the god of weapons, the god of war, and the spirit of the dragon is the spirit of martial arts. ”

"Boxing can't be eaten as a meal, in addition to exercising, there is also a fart!!" Tang Qiang shouted.

"Don't worry about it, I use my own money to learn boxing. What else do you pursue besides eating and making money? Play cards? Drink? Smoke? Do you want me to be like you? ”

"Aaron, how did you talk to your father?" Jin Yuhua looked at Tang Long and said sadly.

"Do you believe it or not?" Tang Qiang stood up and pointed to Tang Long's forehead.

"You fan!" Tang Long stood up and stared at Tang Qiang angrily.

Tang Qiang's right palm was forked and pumped towards Tang Long, Tang Long, out of professional instinct, clenched his left hand into a fist in front of his face, Tang Qiang's palm crackled and imprinted on Tang Long's wrist, at the same time, Tang Long's right hand clenched his fist and shot out towards Tang Qiang's face like a cannonball. When the fist was about to hit Tang Qiang's face, Tang Long realized that it was his father in front of him, not his opponent in the arena, so the fist deviated to the left, brushed Tang Qiang's left ear, stayed in the air, trembled for a moment, and then retracted straight back to his shoulder, slowly hanging down against the clothes on his chest, and his fist slowly loosened.

Tang Long looked at Tang Qiang in a panic. Tang Qiangtie's face was blue, his eyes were slanted at him, and his chest rose and fell sharply, as if he wanted to eat people. His eyes glowed with anger and fear. Standing in front of Tang Long, who was stronger and taller, he finally realized that the child in the past had grown up, and he was no longer the obedient and obedient child he used to be, and he was already old.

Jin Yuhua quickly stood up, walked up to him, and whispered, "Ah Qiang, go, go back." Whatever the child is! ”

Tang Qiang opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but finally stopped talking. He turned around, opened the door, and walked out of the lounge quickly with his hands down, Jin Yuhua glanced at Tang Long deeply, her eyes were full of love and hate, more sadness and helplessness, she lowered her head and followed her husband out.

Tang Long stood in place, stunned. Since he was a child, he rarely contradicted Tang Qiang and Jin Yuhua, although Tang Qiang had a bad temper, and sometimes when he was angry, he would physically punish him, but he never fought back, and never waved his fist at Tang Qiang like today. This punch may have been more out of the boxer's instinct, although it just brushed Tang Qiang's ear, but it made him angry and sad like a hit in the face.

He felt very guilty and heartbroken. He walked out of the lounge quickly, and when he came to the elevator at the entrance of the club, he found that Tang Qiang and Jin Yuhua had just walked into the elevator, and they turned around and looked at him silently. He was so close to them, yet so far away.

He wanted to say to Tang Qiang: Dad, I'm sorry. But in the end, he couldn't say it.

He stared at them with wide eyes as the elevator doors slammed shut, enclosing their somewhat fat bodies tightly in an iron box. The elevator took them away from his eyes.

After Tang Qiang and Jin Yuhua left, Jin Tianya called him to the office. After he sat down on the sofa, Jin Tianya asked him:

"Last night's game was good, it exceeded everyone's expectations, and there are many games ahead of you. Listen to Cuicui, your family sees you coming? ”

"Yes, my mom and dad, they're back now."

"Don't have a meal with them?"

"We didn't have a good time, so they went back first."

"What's wrong?"

"They didn't agree with me learning martial arts."

"Many of my students here have suffered from family resistance, and it is up to you how to choose. In everything you do, listen to follow your heart, listen to the call of your heart, and your heart will not deceive you. ”

"Yes, I'll stick with it."

"Let's go, my wife has cooked a little more vegetables, let's go to my house for lunch!"