Chapter Seven: The Clouds Rise (8)
Huang Dayi was beaten so much that he staggered back two steps, and Dongfang Zhou and Chen Lei hurriedly went up to help him. Huang Dayi raised his arm and shook off the hand they were holding him, and laughed. Blood immediately poured out of his nose and his cracked lips, dripping onto the mat.
"Bastard, fight back, don't you want to fight?" Jin Tianya gritted his teeth and glared at Huang Dayi.
"I'm not going to fight with you here, if it's a man, we'll fight in the ring, let everyone witness, and see who has the last laugh."
"I'll be with you to the end." Jin Tianya nodded again and again.
"Okay, refreshed, this time I finally didn't come in vain, let's go, please say hello to Master."
"No." Jin Tianya twisted his head to the side.
Huang Dayi walked towards the door with his four students, the fat man walked to Jin Tianya's side, patted Jin Tianya on the shoulder, and saw that Jin Tianya didn't turn his head to pay attention to him, so he shook his head and turned to leave. After the fighters saw them leaving, they all began to disperse, only Tang Long was still standing motionless.
"Tang Long." Jin Tianya called him.
Tang Long walked in front of Jin Tianya.
"If you hurt someone, you still have to pay for it."
Tang Long nodded and said, "Well, that's for sure. ”
"Try to keep a low profile outside, as soon as a professional boxer makes a move, he will either die or be injured, and he will be responsible for it afterwards. If you're short on money, just tell me. After Jin Tianya finished speaking, he walked to his office.
Under the leadership of Coach Ma Long, everyone practiced strength for a while, and the morning training was over. After taking a shower, Coach Zhang knocked on the door of the head coach's office, pushed open the door and walked in. Tang Long spread his legs and sat on the sandbag, lingering in his painful memories. After a while, Cuicui carried the two boxes of gifts left by Huang Dayi at the front desk, knocked on the coach's office, Coach Liu opened the door, and Cuicui put the gifts in.
After Coach Zhang came out of the head coach's office, Tang Long was still sitting motionless in the training area. Coach Zhang called him and told him that it was not too early and that he should hurry up and take a shower. Tang Long answered and stood up slowly. After taking a shower, he took out his bag from the cabinet, took out his mobile phone, and found that there were three missed calls from Tang Qiang in the mobile phone. He picked up his backpack and walked through the coach's office, when Coach Zhang stopped him behind him:
"Wait a minute, lad."
"Coach Zhang, what's wrong?" Tang Long turned around and saw Coach Zhang leaning against the door frame of the coach's office.
"Look at you sitting sullenly in the training area in a daze, what's wrong? Got something on your mind? ”
"It's okay, maybe I'm a little tired!" Tang Long walked up to Coach Zhang and said.
"Take a break and relax when you have time."
"Okay, I will."
"Fighting is a sport, and it tests not only the physical fitness, technique, and will of the fighters, but also the intelligence of the fighters. If you have time to read more books, here is a book for you. After Coach Zhang finished speaking, he walked to the bookshelf in the office, took out a book, walked over and handed it to Tang Long, which was a hardcover version of the Tao Te Ching.
"Thank you, Coach Zhang."
"You're welcome, the Tao Te Ching is a good book:
Those who know people are wise,
Those who know are self-aware.
The victor is powerful,
Self-winner is strong.
The contented are rich,
Forcibly aspiring......
What a pithy sentence, this book is full of wisdom, study it well. ”
"Okay, I'll read it carefully."
Tang Long called Tang Qiang back on the way back to the dormitory, and Tang Qiang quickly answered.
"Xiaolong, have you eaten?" Tang Qiang asked him on the phone.
"I haven't eaten yet, I've just finished training, and I'm on my way back to the dormitory."
"Are you tired of training? Remember to combine work and rest. ”
"Okay, I know." Tang Long said.
A wave of emotion hit his heart, this was the first time Tang Qiang gave him care since he entered the Pengqiang club.
"Did the people who got into the conflict at the bar come looking for trouble?"
"They're coming to the club today."
"They're fine, are they?" Tang Qiang asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, it's fine."
"Just see how much you have to lose, just tell me."
"Okay, there's a guy with two broken ribs, I wonder if we're going to have to go to the hospital and see him?"
"You don't want to go, I'll go to the hospital." Tang Qiang raised his voice and said, "You see where he is hospitalized, give me the address and room number, and I will arrange other things." ”
"Okay."
After returning to the dormitory, he sent Bai Sumei a WeChat message, asking Bai Sumei to ask Dongfang Zhou for the hospitalization address of the person he kicked and injured in the bar. An hour later, Bai Sumei sent him the address, the name of the injured person, the address of the hospital, and the phone number, and he immediately forwarded it to Tang Qiang.
After eating lunch outside, he lay on the iron shelf, but he couldn't sleep, he remembered the "Tao Te Ching" given to him by Coach Zhang, he took it out from the small bookshelf on the desktop, lay on the bed and turned a page casually, which read:
The world is weaker than water,
And the strong one can win,
With its uneasy way,
The weak are better than the strong,
Softness is better than rigidity,
The world knows everything,
It can't be done.
……
He usually likes to read a lot of books, but now his mind is so confused that he can't read it anymore, and after turning a few pages, he throws the Tao Te Ching aside. There was an English class in the afternoon, and he returned to Shenzhen University without training. After class, he and Fang Feiyun walked down the teaching building together, and found Bai Sumei waiting for him downstairs, Bai Sumei was wearing a camel-colored windbreaker that was over the knee, a pair of khaki flat leather shoes, and a black headset in her ears, listening to music.