"Ziheng! Ziheng! ”

Early in the morning, as soon as Pei Ziheng had breakfast, Zhao Yun shouted outside the gate as if urging his life.

Shen Mingzhu asked Pei Ziheng to call Zhao Yun in for a meeting, and eat some more by the way.

At Zhao Yun's age, he consumes a lot and has a high metabolism, so he is not afraid to eat more.

"My mom ......"

After his gaze touched Zhao Yun's colorful face, Pei Ziheng's words paused.

Zhao Yun embarrassedly covered the injury on his face with his hand, "If I said that I fell while playing yesterday, do you believe it?" ”

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Pei Ziheng asked calmly.

"Not really."

Zhao Yun simply didn't hide it, and let Pei Ziheng look at his face.

"Gong Rong, that turtle grandson, dares to bully you while I'm away, can I spare him?"

"Did you win the battle?"

"He didn't get beaten less!"

"So, you lost?"

Zhao Yun was embarrassed.

Although he is taller than Gong Rong, he is naturally no better than Gong Rong, who was born in a martial arts school, and he came to the door with great momentum, but he was beaten into a bear.

Gassy!

"I'm still having breakfast, and my mom let you in for a meeting."

"No, I'll just wait outside, you hurry up."

With a blue nose and swollen face, he was embarrassed to go in and be embarrassed.

Pei Ziheng is not reluctant.

"Where's Xiaoyun?"

"Outside."

"Why didn't he come in, it's more sundry outside."

It was the end of May, and it was dawn at six o'clock, and it would be a quarter past seven o'clock, and the sun was already starting to get a little hot.

"He's embarrassed."

Shen Mingzhu was both amused and puzzled when he heard this, he has always been a thick-skinned young man who has eaten enough, and he still twisted it?

"He hit the ball with his face yesterday." Pei Ziheng tried his best to save a trace of face for his good brother.

It turned out to be an injury.

Shen Mingzhu had the intention to call people in to take a look, but then thought that Shen Hongmei was not a careless person and should take care of people, so he stopped thinking.

……

On the way to school, Zhao Yun asked about going head-to-head with Gong Rong.

“…… Did this turtle grandson force you to agree? You don't care about him, I will go with you every day to and from school in the future. ”

Zhao Yun has to practice every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday after school, so he doesn't go home with Pei Ziheng.

"No, I took the initiative to mention it."

Chirping!

Zhao Yun stopped the car and glared at him with a pair of eyes like copper bells, "You don't want to die?" Even I can't kill that turtle grandson, you fight him alone, isn't this a lantern in the toilet? ”

Lighting lanterns in the toilet - looking for (dead).

Pei Ziheng asked calmly: "I guess you don't want to have multiple grandfathers, right?" ”

Zhao Yun's brain slowly popped up: ?

"If I lose, I have to call Grandpa Gong Rong, you are my brother, round up, you have to follow me and call him grandpa, so ......"

Pei Ziheng smiled, "You'd better expect me to win, if I win, you can also pick up a big grandson for nothing." ”

Zhao Yun: ???

Thank you!

……

I don't know who released the news, the news of Pei Ziheng and Gong Rong's heads-up quickly spread in the school, and even several junior high schools and technical schools next door knew about it.

The causes of the incident have been rumored to be varied, but everyone has a consensus, that is, they think Pei Ziheng is crazy.

A stinky child who has not dried up, and a boxer goes head-to-head, doesn't this touch a stone with an egg?

For this reason, the head teacher also specially talked to Pei Ziheng, concerned about whether he was bullied by Gong Rong, and told him to focus on his studies and not waste time on a reckless man like Gong Rong with developed limbs and an empty head.

The classmates had different opinions on the matter.

There are those who appreciate Pei Ziheng's courage, those who ridicule Pei Ziheng's inadequacy, and those who wait to see a good show.

On the way out of school, Pei Ziheng was stopped by Jian Xun again.

"Pei Ziheng, what's the matter with you? Just because you took the second exam this time, you gave up on yourself and agreed to such a funny and ridiculous bet? ”

Pei Ziheng asked rhetorically: "What's ridiculous?" ”

"Ha, you don't think you can beat Gong Rong, do you? Have you never looked in the mirror? ”

Jian Xun's face was full of anger that hated iron and steel, "I really didn't expect you to be so vulnerable, you can't get up if you lose once!" It's a shame that I should target a miscreant like you! ”

"Damn, there's something wrong with this Jian Xun's designation!"

Staring at Jian Xun's back as he left in a huff, Zhao Yun blurted out a curse.

Pei Ziheng ignored all kinds of voices from the outside world, signed up for a short-term boxing class, and set aside at least three hours a day for training.

The heads-up date agreed between him and Gong Rong was the first Sunday of the summer vacation, and there were about 40 days left.

Winning over Gong Rong is the small goal he is looking for for himself.

It's hard, but it's not fun if the goal isn't difficult.

To be honest, he's still a little excited, and it's a wonderful feeling.

……

Shen Mingzhu is 10,000 in favor of Pei Ziheng's learning boxing, if it weren't for the fact that her daughter is still young, she would have wanted her daughter to learn together.

Practicing boxing not only strengthens the body, but also protects oneself.

At this time, Shen Mingzhu didn't know that his son was not practicing boxing to strengthen his body, but to bet with others.

However, she soon found out because the head teacher called her.

……

"Auntie."

"Hey, Ziheng, are you back?"

Looking at the polite and sensible Pei Ziheng, Pei Wenping had a friendly smile on her face, but her eyes looked Pei Ziheng up and down.

In order to facilitate training, Pei Ziheng shaved his original parted head into a small one, with a blue hairband wrapped around his forehead, wearing a gym training uniform, and a small bruise hanging from the left cheekbone on his face.

was originally a handsome young man, but he became a martial arts boy.

After following Pei Ziheng to the second floor, Pei Wenping retracted his gaze and chatted with Shen Mingzhu: "Ziheng is so good that he suddenly practiced boxing, this will soon be the third year of high school, if he is injured, will it not affect his studies?" ”

Shen Mingzhu smiled back: "I'm not worried about Ziheng's study, at his age, it's a good thing to exercise more." ”

"Also, it's not okay for a boy to be too weak."

Pei Wenping echoed two sentences and continued to get back to business.

After chatting, Shen Mingzhu left Pei Wenping for dinner, and Pei Wenping agreed to come down without seeing anything, and went to the kitchen to help diligently.

Shen Mingzhu got up and went upstairs.

"Someone told me that you want to go head-to-head with a student from a martial arts school, is it true?"

Pei Ziheng nodded, "It's true." ”

Shen Mingzhu took a light breath.

As soon as she knew about it, she went to the martial arts school to learn about Gong Rong's personal situation, and secretly watched the scene of Gong Rong's training.

Seeing the other party wearing casserole-like boxing gloves and punching pits on the sandbags, her heart tightened.

She didn't want to imagine what the consequences would be if she hit her son with this fist.

……

"Bah, Bah!"

"Hit him! Beat him down! ”

The small gym was full of people, cheers, shouts, and cheers.

On the stage, the two boxers were fighting hard, punching to the flesh, making deadly moves, full of blood and violence, and Shen Mingzhu was terrified.

Finally, when the battle was over, she was relieved, and turned her head to ask Pei Ziheng beside her:

"Smash, after watching boxing, do you still want to fight Gong Rong alone?" (End of chapter)