Amnesia Guide Of A Mermaid

Tiehanhan was finally limped by Fang Fan in the forum and bought Pang Jianying.

Employees have imagined what kind of hard expression the boss will have after the game.

The boss bought Zhuang Yanying a few times in the last few games and made a little money. This time it is estimated to be all in. The employees looked at the boss's eyes full of sympathy.

Be careful one day to let the lady boss know, the boss's small vault will not be left at all.

After watching the game, Zhuang Yan walked out of the stadium and found that Qin Ruoshui's car was still parked outside waiting for himself.

Mr. Qin is really a good person.

Zhuang Yan got into the car, and the Qin Butler sitting in front of him turned back and smiled at him, while Qin Ruoshui beside him said nothing and had no expression on his face, but Mr. Qin was always like this, and it was not surprising of.

He glanced his head out of the car window. As early as after the end of his game, the fans in the stadium were almost gone. Pang Jian and his coach stood at the door and joked at the just-made sign.

A little further away, Zhuang Yan couldn't see clearly what his standing card was made of. He should pay attention when he walked to the door just now.

The human looked at the car window in a daze, Qin Ruoshui felt a trace of curiosity in his heart, looked in the direction of human sight, and then he saw the sign that belongs to human.

Yeah, the standing cards aren't very good-looking.

But it's okay, that is, the humans on the stand seem to be a little younger.

It was still the photo that the human sent in the circle of friends that night was beautiful, but the photo he saw alone would be good. Humans should learn to be reserved.

Zhuang Yan looked at it for a long time and didn't see which photo of himself was used in the establishment. It seems that he has only taken one photo until now, that is, the one without the crown, can't use that one.

He imagined that the staff of the Sun Cup boxing game put his brain on the body of other people, and then made this standing card, and it was terrible to think about it.

Zhuang Yan opened WeChat and asked Zhou Fei, who was still in the venue, what photo he used to establish his license. Zhou Fei quickly replied to him, it was a picture, a few years ago, Zhuang Yan and Wu Lianshui Photographed when playing.

This photo was taken very well. When it was printed as a poster, almost all the boxing fans were one. They did n’t expect that they would find this photo a few years later, make it a brand, and Zhuang Yan stared at the screen. I saw the photo for a while, and I miss it a lot.

The boxing fans in the forum also saw this photo, and they all discussed it. They generally believed that the old dog of Zhuang Ban was not suitable for such a beautiful standing card. From which corner of the staff did the staff turn this photo? Come out, isn't this photo released to promote Zhuang Yan? Whoever looked for the photos quickly came out and beaten.

After fierce discussion among boxing fans, a person familiar with the matter finally came forward. He commented below the post and said: [I have a friend who works in the backstage of the Sun Cup boxing match. He was deeply disgusted with Zhuang Yan. Before Zhuang Yan returned, he saw some interviews with Zhao Wei. At that time, he wished to dig Zhuang Yan out of the coffin box and beat him up. Later, when he learned that Zhuang Yan was not dead, he scolded Zhuang Yan anonymously on the forum every day, and scolded him day and night in the most vicious language he could think of. However, from the first game of Zhuang Yan, as long as it is his game, no matter who the opponent is, he will directly buy Zhuang Yan to win. When he heard that Zhuang Yan reached the finals and was about to make a standing card, he said While scolding Zhuang Yan, he found this photo from his old computer. What's more, the lower body of this photo was slightly flawed. He didn't control his two hands and took this flaw. All of them are gone, and Le Dian gave the photo to the supervisor. Now my friend suspects that he has Stockholm syndrome and is considering whether to go to a psychiatrist to look at it. I beg you not to scold him. . 】

As soon as this remark came out, the hands on the keyboard of the passionate and abusive boxers who had just been in the post just stopped beating and began to reflect deeply.

But the introspection only lasted for a short moment. Immediately, the boxing fans seemed to find new fun. They all left messages under the post and responded to the previous leader.

[Is your friend really you? 】

[I suspect that I have the same friend upstairs]

[A friend of mine also has this symptom, which seems to be more serious than upstairs]

[I have helped my friend contact a psychologist]

[My friend ’s psychiatrist said it ’s not called Stockholm, it ’s called Pride]

[The psychiatrist upstairs does n’t work, do you understand what it means to see or not to see]

[But I have to say that Zhuang Yan ’s face can really be beaten. After so many years, no one looks better than him]

[So many years, there is no one who can beat him, and I want to be better than him]

[Pay attention to the upstairs, do you want to be titled by the altar master]

[Oh, the altar master ’s illness is the most serious]

[Huh, dead arrogant]

[Your number upstairs is gone]

...

The boxing fans in the forum changed their vests from Aojiao No. 2 to Aojiao No. 93, and the numbers behind them continued to increase. As for No. 1, boxing fans thought that this figure was only deserved by the altar master.

There are still a few boxing fans led by the altar who can never forgive Zhuang Yan's fight against counterfeit punches, let alone admit that he is proud.

Not only that, the host of the altar also sealed several boxing fans wearing arrogant vests, so the boxing fans who just wanted to face themselves honestly immediately regurgitated and scolded Zhuang Yan.

Baozi looked at the forum that he was arguing over and regained his original appearance in an instant, and the gang of old dogs even more scolded Zhuang Yan than they were to please the arrogant altar.

Baozi intends to have a theory with the altar. At that time, they were all speculations about Zhuang Yan's counterfeiting, and there was no direct evidence at all.

As a result, he was in a hurry and knocked down the water cup at the corner of the desk. The water spilled on the chassis below, causing the computer to crash directly. The bun fell on the chair and sighed: "The unrequited death first, the hero Full of tears ... "

Zhuang Yan occasionally clicked into the forum when he was idle, and was shocked to see the post with his own name on the homepage.

He shook his head. What's so special about Chinese first boxing boxing? It's better to change to Chinese Zhuang Yan first black powder forum!

Zhuang Yan retired from the forum, dropped his mobile phone, and took a good rest to prepare for tomorrow's final final.

The next morning, Zhuang Yan rubbed Mr. Qin's car and came outside the venue. Then he found that many boxing fans were standing in front of the sign at the door, I don't know what they were doing.

Zhuang Yan felt a little guilty in his heart, wouldn't he want to retaliate against his standing card, don't be so anxious, at least wait until the game is over before venting, he walked down from the car and waited to see what the boxing fans were doing , Crying and laughing for a moment, raising their hands to cover their faces while they didn't notice and hurried into the backstage of the venue.

It was really a magical scene. Last night, these boxing fans were still spurning the staff who made this picture into a card in the forum, but when they came to the entrance of the stadium this morning, they could n’t bear to see this card. Stopped and took a photo with the phone.

Not only that, but many boxing fans will send the photos of their group photos to various social accounts. Of course, this various social accounts do not include forums.

Even if it is sent to the forum, it is set to be visible only to you.

Zhou Fei was already waiting for Zhuang Yan in the background. He put his hand on Zhuang Yan's arm and pinched it several times, instructing Zhuang Yan to say: "Relax, don't be nervous, you are fine."

Zhuang Yan looked at the pile of empty bottles of mineral water around him, and did not know who was nervous.

After a while, Pang Jian and his coach also came in. Zhuang Yan glanced at him, smiled politely, and then returned his gaze.

Pang Jian knew that even if he won the Sun Cup boxing championship, he would not get the quota of the Xiang Wang Cup match, but he will withdraw from boxing next year. He wants to commemorate his boxing career in the future. My child asked him so that he couldn't say anything, so he took part in the light-weight competition.

Under normal circumstances, he has a 70% to 80% chance of winning the Sun Cup lightweight game, but it is still a step behind.

No one expected that he would meet Zhuang Yan. Although some people said that his body had already been hollowed out, and that he had not been trained for so many years, he certainly could not have the level of the year, but after Zhuang Yan played the first game, he No one dared to underestimate him.

The opponent who has dealt with him hasn't gone through a round in his hands so far. Pang Jian has set himself the goal of holding on to Zhuang Yan's hands for a while, saying that he can show it off in the future.

His coach patted Pang Jian's shoulder comfortably. He was not as pessimistic as Pang Jian. Since Zhuang Yan's comeback, no one has watched him play a protracted battle. That's not right, this is where they can break through.

"Remember what I told you yesterday?"

Pang Jian nodded. The coach asked him to use evasion tactics when facing Zhuang Yan, and spend as much time as possible with Zhuang Yan. I hope it can be useful.

When time is up, Zhuang Yan and Pang Jian came out from the two sides of the door, and the coaches of the two were also preparing under the stage. Because the time before Zhuang Yan played was too short, it was useless for one round. Zhou Fei has now I have never been to the stage.

After the Sun Cup boxing match, the next game is the Xiang Wang Cup, and then he will have to find a coach for Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan came to the stage, and there are still media coming today, although not many, but the flashing light has been flashing underneath, like a star, all this makes Zhuang Yan more familiar.

The referee came to the stage, and the referee who usually wears casual clothes also changed the white shirt and black vest today, which looks much more energetic than before.

He came to the middle of Zhuang Yan and Pang Jian, told them the rules of the game, and then started to count down.

The ringing bell sounded and the two confronted each other for a moment. Zhuang Yan understood that Pang Jian was planning to spend time with himself. He punched Pang Jian with one punch, Pang Jian raised his hand to block, and immediately withdrew to avoid.

Zhuang Yan went further, he took a step back, and occasionally a few boos rang from the stage. Both of them on the boxing platform didn't care. Pang Jian was overweight, but his footsteps were still brisk. After more than ten seconds of the opening, he only ate A few punches, but it will not make the loss of mobility.

Zhuang Yan looked at the timing and forced Pang Jian to the corner of the boxing ring. A set of combined fists smashed his head and face, but Pang Jian was also a person who could be out of it. At this time, he did not block, but opened his hands. He embraced Zhuang Yan tightly, his head close to Zhuang Yan's shoulder.

Zhuang Yan: "..."

His fists stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't beat them at all. When he would rarely be distracted on the boxing platform, even Qin Ruoshui would smile at him under the platform, and he could be expressionless as if he hadn't seen it.

It will be memorable after the game.

This time, if he hadn't been exposed to this trick for too long, he wouldn't be caught like this now.

The boxing fans under the stage gave a bigger boo, while Qin Ruoshui, who was sitting in the auditorium, watched the two people hugging on the stage, only to feel that the frontal horn suddenly jumped.

It's sinister! It's sinister!

It is recommended that hugs are prohibited after the boxing match, and if a foul is committed, the match is disqualified.

The flashing lights under the stage kept flashing. Most of this picture was taken to appear in the news soon.

The referee saw them hug together and hurried over to separate them.

Zhuang Yan took a breath and adjusted his breath. He already fully understood Pang Jian's intentions. When he shot the other party, he would dodge, but he would immediately hug him.

Such an opponent is difficult to tangle. He has encountered it before. Pang Jian should have adopted this tactic for the first time. Kung Fu is not yet ready for the fire. If he moves a little more neatly, he may not be able to directly knock him down.

After the strategy set by Zhuang Yan, he followed Pang Jian closely, and did not give the opponent a moment of slack time. Straight punches, swinging punches, and uppercuts made such a close move that even if Pang Jian ran fast, he still Zhuang Yan scored a few points.

Seeing that he was about to retreat into the corner again, Pang Jian finally shot a punch at Zhuang Yan. Zhuang Yan raised his right hand to block and quickly flashed to the right. The pain took two steps back. This was an opportunity. Zhuang Yan's pupil narrowed slightly, without giving his opponent any chance to respond, and then a set of punches fell down like rain.

In order to prevent being hugged again, Zhuang Yan's fists are fast and heavy. He wants to knock down Pang Jian in the shortest time.

Pang Jian's boxing has already spread out, the whole person's expression looks a bit trance, the voices of the boxing fans under the stage are mixed together with a thick tuo, sticking to his eardrum.

Pang Jian's coach was under the stage, shouting loudly: "Hug! Hug!"

Zhuang Yan did not bother to continue the offensive, except that Pang Jian struck back hard every time he raised his hand.

Pang Jian's coach changed his voice again and said, "Run! Run!"

Pang Jian regained some consciousness, followed the coach's guidance, and swiped left to escape from Zhuang Yan's control.

In the past, many people have specially studied Zhuang Yan's boxing techniques. He has two major advantages that are particularly prominent among many boxers. The first is his quick response, and the second is his pace. He can control each one perfectly and accurately. One-step distance is rare among many boxers.

The perfect coordination of his hands and feet made him often undefeated on the boxing ring, and this time the body repaired and reshaped by the mermaid has greater strength than before, plus he worked out on the dark seabed 'S ability to predict in advance has brought him to a higher level.

Pang Jianda couldn't beat him either, and he couldn't escape. The big man was clearly beaten by Zhuang Yan.

The boxing fans under the stage made a louder voice. They didn't call Zhuang Yan's name, but everyone knew that these applause and cheers were all given to him.

Finally, under Zhuang Yan's heavy fist, Pang Jianbang fell on the platform, and the boxing platform shook.

The boxing fans under the stage seemed to be frightened. They stayed still for a brief moment, and then they started cheering with greater enthusiasm.

Only the boss, looking at the little vault he had saved, would have to send it out again this time, sighing silently.

Pang Jian lay on the boxing platform and squinted at the glass of the dome. He really didn't have the strength to stand up and fight again. He tried hard, and like everyone else, he couldn't exceed one round.

But the better part is that he has been through for a minute.

After the referee counted down, Pang Jian took a deep breath and stood up from the ground. The referee raised Zhuang Yan's left hand high, and the host began to announce the final winner of the Sun Cup.

"The champion of the Fifth Sun Cup Boxing Tournament is--" His tail stretched long, and under the attention of the people, he said those words, "Zhuang Yan!"

Zhuang Yan looked at the audience area in the front, and his eyes fell on Qin Ruoshui for the first time. Mr. Qin sat there, not far from himself, just to win clearly, but Mr. Qin stretched his face. , The expression doesn't look very happy yet.

Qin Ruoshui is thinking about whether he can use his own ability to persuade the boxing center to prohibit the boxer from embracing during the match.

Zhuang Yan looked away and looked at the other boxing fans. The pillars of light passed over their heads, and their black heads were put together. When he fixed his eyes on what these people were doing, he suddenly did n’t know if he was crying. Laugh well.

If other boxers win, this time the boxing fans should hold the venue and shout his name together, but the boxing fans do n’t shout, just pick up things one by one and prepare to exit.

In just a few minutes, only the cheerleader in front of the audience area was still shouting the name of Zhuang Yan in unison. The others were either preparing to leave or on the way to leave.

Who is this cheerleader who sponsored him? He must give the opponent a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year.

After everything was over, Zhuang Yan returned to the background to change clothes. Wang Chengzong watched the game at the front desk and followed. He frowned and asked Zhuang Yan: "Are these boxing fans a little too rebellious?"

Zhuang Yan put on his coat, raised his eyebrows, drank, and asked: "Don't you think it's cute?"

"Your brain is watted? Where is it cute?" Wang Chengzong shook his head, not understanding Zhuang Yan's aesthetics. He took out a small book from his pocket and sent it to Zhuang Yan with the color pen. Sign me a name. "

"What are you doing?"

"There is a little girl who likes you a lot. I plan to use your signature to set up a relationship."

This action is too fast, Zhuang Yan asked him: "How do you know she likes me?"

Wang Chengzong straightened his chest and replied: "She was scolding you from the stage just now but she was loud."

Zhuang Yan: "..."

Is there a small problem with Wang Chengzong's definition of this preference?

He was afraid that Wang Chengzong had been slapped by the girl after he sent the autograph, and asked him again: "Are you sure she likes me?"

Wang Chengzong urged: "Hurry up, the girl's mind is not clearer than you!"

Zhuang Yan admitted that he took the pen and paper and signed his name.

"This is called straight and straight," Wang Chengzong looked quite experienced. "Your fans are all virtuous."

When Qin Ruoshui came over, he heard such a conversation. From Zhuang Yan's sentence, she was sure that she liked me.

Qin Ruoshui quickly analyzed from these few words, some people like Zhuang Yan, and Zhuang Yan seems to be planning to respond to each other.

Does this human like himself? Do you want to empathize?

Will you empathize in such a short time?

Who is this? Half-hearted, not specific.

Zhuang Yan saw Qin Ruoshui behind him as soon as he turned around. He was taken aback, because the Qin housekeeper usually came to him. He didn't expect that the husband would suddenly appear behind him.