Global Movie Emperor

On November 1, blood tests, urine tests, height, weight, and arm span were measured, and then lots were drawn. Sixteen heavyweight boxers entered the competition. According to the rules of the ladder competition, the winner would move forward, and the loser would be eliminated.

"Red side...Wang Zewen, blue side...Lu Yafei."

After the draw, Wang Zewen's opponent was officially determined. The two were seated not far away. They looked at each other and then dispersed. The game will be broadcast live on November 7, that is, Saturday night at 8 o'clock this week.

He was in very good condition these days. He was a natural heavy gunner, and with several months of intensive raw strength training, the sandbag was shaken violently with one punch.

There is also a heavyweight boxer participating in the boxing gym, but he is considered a technical boxer in the heavyweight class, not a heavy gunner. Seeing Wang Zewen's punch with such power, he looked very envious.

Although six years have been wasted, geniuses can still quickly catch up with fighters with mediocre talents, and can surpass those boxers who have always been able to compete in a few months of hard work.

The fight was hurried. In the evening, we studied the opponent's previous matches and studied them. Perhaps Wang Zewen's only advantage is that he has never fought in MMA matches. The previous kickboxing matches were all six years ago.

After studying the opponent's video at nine o'clock in the evening, everyone went home to rest. The lights in the boxing gym were turned off, leaving only the last yellow light. Under the light, he wore a white bandage and continued to hammer the sandbag and exercise. own footwork.

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On November 7, the competition officially started. The cameramen first entered Lu Yafei's training room. He performed his wrestling and kicking skills for the audience in front of the TV. As a young 22-year-old player, he eagerly The need expresses itself.

After another team of cameramen came to Wang Zewen's room, Wang Zewen was simply doing warm-up exercises, jumping rope, and maintaining physical condition. The sparring partners sat and watched. The atmosphere in the room was very depressing, with only the dropping of the soles of his feet and the beating with the skipping rope. The sound of the ground.

This is the third game. The heavier the weight class, the more interesting it is. Unless you are a star boxer, there are few lightweight games that will be placed behind the heavyweight class.

The blue side was the first to appear. Wang Zewen fixed the bandage and put on the gloves. He looked up at the live TV. The originally colorful lights went out and then turned into bright golden. Under the shouts of the eight thousand spectators at the scene, Lu Yafei took the trot Walking out of the channel, the spectators around him kept slapping his body, which made his fighting spirit even higher.

"Wang Zewen appears!"

The little red devil braces were stuffed into the mouth. The head coach, the sparring partner, the target master, the nutritionist, and the boxers from the Golden Tiger Boxing Gym who will compete next week all stood up, opened the door, and walked into the underground passage. .

The boxers carried the Golden Tiger flag, and Wang Zewen put the Golden Tiger flag on his body. The photographers began to retreat and kept taking pictures of Wang Zewen's face.

When the entrance music started playing, Wang Zewen suddenly stopped and glanced at Coach Song behind him. This song "Ode to the Tes River" was his entrance music six years ago. As a child with his bones covered, he felt so good at this moment. The blood of war was aroused.

"Why are you standing there? Hurry up and leave!"

The music was loud and Teacher Song pushed Wang Zewen. Under the camera, Wang Zewen's eyes were very aggressive and his fighting spirit was high. He jumped twice in small steps and strode towards the clubhouse.

How long has it been since he heard the cheers of boxing fans? Two thousand and sixty-six days later, the feeling of returning to the field again was a bit unclear. He just raised the flag on his shoulders and raised it to the audience.

A big golden tiger with a huge mouth. Just being able to wear the golden tiger flag is the glory of boxers, because too many outstanding boxers were born here. It is a holy place in the hearts of domestic boxing fans. For more than ten years, it has been Compete with several other well-known boxing gyms for the title of the strongest boxing gym in the country.

The audience slapped him on the back, hard, but the more he was slapped, the higher his state became. Today, he was going to beat his opponent's head to pieces.

For inspection, he took off the baseball cap with the logo of the boxing gym, pulled it with both hands, and took off his sports pants, revealing Jin Hu's sports shorts, sweatshirt, and slippery vest, revealing a strong and standard fighting body. muscle.

He gently took off the sachet that his mother went to the temple to ask for, put it in his palms with his hands together, closed his eyes, and muttered something. When he opened his eyes, he kissed the sachet and handed it to the boxer behind him.

Make fists with both hands, stretch out two index fingers to point at the sky, look up at the ceiling for a few seconds, finally pat your chest with both palms, open your arms to let the referee check whether the protective gear is fully worn, check whether there are hard pieces and illegal weapons, and finally With Vaseline smeared on his eyes and corners of his mouth, he strode onto the court.

The ground was covered with blood from the previous two games. It looked like the fighting was very fierce. The whole boxing ring was covered with blood. He rubbed his soles on the blood-stained ground twice and came to a corner to wait quietly.

After the host finished reading the two people's information, he left the octagonal cage. The referee announced the start of the game, the octagonal cage was closed, and the game officially began.

The two exchanged fists, and after hitting each other several times, Wang Zewen roughly understood the weight of his opponent's fists. The original nervousness was released, and his movements became more tense.

One minute and seventeen seconds later, he accurately dodged the opponent's fist. Wang Zewen's kickboxing strength was undoubted. He hit the opponent's chin with a standard kickboxing high whip leg. The opponent fell directly to the ground. He quickly got down to cover. A punch and an elbow hit the opponent's chin and neck hard. The opponent's neck was twisted to a terrifying angle and began to twitch, with his legs shaking continuously.

There were exclamations in the field, fearing that Wang Zewen had killed someone in front of them, but Wang Zewen didn't think so much at all. He straddled the octagonal iron cage and stretched out his arms to enjoy the victory. As for the dead person? It was impossible, but the opponent also put on a neck collar and was taken away on a stretcher.

After a month's rest, he faced off again. The schedule was like this, high intensity, high pressure, and if you were seriously injured, even if you won, you wouldn't be able to play in the next game. Even if your opponent automatically advanced, this time his opponent was very strong. A professional boxing player from the United States returned to China to compete in the competition this year.

He won this match again, but his shortcomings were undoubtedly exposed. His ground skills were rough. After all, he had only practiced ground skills for four months. He couldn't compare with veterans with wrestling ears. He was pinned to the ground by his opponent and beaten hard until In the third round, he used standing techniques to knock down the opponent.

But he was already covered in blood, his eyebrows were cracked, and a large amount of blood flowed out. His opponent kept attacking the wound, causing his eyes to quickly become bruised and swollen. Fortunately, there was no major problem with the wound, and he could still play in the next game.

In the third match, I faced a domestic veteran boxer. He had good skills and oily footwork, but his fists were very light. He basically relied on points to win. He was punched hard in the liver by Wang Zewen, causing severe pain and fell to the ground. Wang Zewen punched him again. to shock.

In this way, he advanced to the finals and gained good popularity. Although the fighting culture in China is not high, the promotion of this competition is very strong, and the ticket prices on site are not high, and many outsiders who like the excitement do not. Mind spending some money to enjoy the thrill of adrenaline. Drinking beer and watching the boxers spill blood in the ring is a very exciting thing.

Until he met his final opponent, MMA light heavyweight world champion Xue Yong, 31 years old, converted from boxing to MMA, has strong standing skills, a super heavy gunner, comprehensive ground skills, and his arms are so powerful that he can easily strangle him opponent.

Wang Zewen felt that he could not win. One was a boxer who had not boxed for six years and had returned to the boxing ring. The other was a star boxer who was at the peak of his career, with strength worthy of his fame and a huge number of fans abroad. He seemed to have no chance of winning.

So his lack of self-confidence recurred. When he felt that he could not win, his belief became very low and his thoughts became fragile. When he was weighing in the hotel, when he looked at Xue Yong, he met Xue Yong. Yong also chose to ignore Yong's provocation rather than fight back.

He was scared, but many people expressed their understanding, even fans who like Wang Zewen. After all, it is Xue Yong, a cold-blooded killer nicknamed the Skull Crusher, one of the most perfect unarmed killing machines on the earth. This time Wang Zewen can fight with him Playing a game is already considered an honor.

But some people couldn't accept it, and Coach Song couldn't accept Wang Zewen's weakness. He got furious in the training room on the night of the game, attacked Wang Zewen, and drove away the photographer angrily, so that the backstage scenes that had to be inserted before every game were blocked by the program director. Switched.

"Don't feel inferior, okay? You can, you can't win this game, but I hope you can beat yourself, just like six years ago, I don't care whether I win or lose this game, but I believe you will I don't care, there are still people who will care, kill that son of a bitch on the stage, or you will be beaten to death on the stage! Your mother found me, you don't know what kind of person she is, she won't care about her She said something, but she told you something you probably have never heard before."

"She never blamed you, she loved you."

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience in front of the screen suddenly felt a lump in their hearts. Some girls who were watching the movie with their boyfriends burst into tears. There were faint sounds of sobbing and wiping noses in the cinema.

When the appearance music "Let it Burn" (sung by Avatar) produced by foreign boxing fans for Xue Yong played, Wang Zewen had no fear in his eyes. He just wanted to have a good fight. Before he died, he was still talking about going to see it. Son races mother to play a game.

After the inspection, they got on the ring, the host read the information, and the referee announced the start of the game.

"Let me see what you're capable of, boy."

"OK."

In the first round, Xue Yong may have underestimated his opponent, but he was knocked down by Wang Zewen and sat on the ground. However, the game was not over because Wang Zewen did not dare to play with him on the ground and was choked by him. With his rubbish ground skills, he would definitely be tied up. die.

But in the first round, Xue Yong was still passive. His eyebrow arch began to bleed, and a very obvious wound opened. Until the end of the first round, to everyone's surprise, he was suppressed and beaten by Wang Zewen.

But in the second round, the game returned to its original track. Wang Zewen had wounds on the corners of his eyes, nose, and mouth, and a lot of blood flowed out. However, this was because he was entangled on the ground and was repeatedly hit by Xue Yong's elbows. Caused by face.

In fact, there is not much difference in the standing skills between the two, and they are both heavy shooters, and they are both likely to be KOed by each other, so they fight very cautiously, and there are basically not too many heavy punches.

Xue Yong's strategy was to rely on the ground to drag Wang Zewen to death. Unfortunately, Wang Zewen was too durable. His whole body was covered in blood and the ring was covered with blood. Sometimes he would slip when he stepped on the ground.

Xue Yong was also seriously injured. Wang Zewen kept attacking his wounds, and there was actually a lot of blood. The two of them fought into a gourd of blood. The girls in the theater closed their eyes and did not dare to watch. The level of blood in the scene was average. The girls couldn't take it anymore.

By the third round, Wang Zewen had already lost his strength. The ground would consume a lot of energy, and he has always been the one to get off the ground quickly. The consumption was much higher than that of Xue Yong. Even after resting for a while in the third round, he was still swinging and his legs were floating.

Finally exhausted, the speed of the fist slowed down when he stretched out his fist, but Xue Yong dodged it, and then quickly moved closer to Wang Zewei. A very standard and powerful Russian big swing hit Wang Zewen's chin.

Instantly, my eyes darkened, as if I was blind, I couldn't see anything, my body became light and light, and I couldn't feel any pain. I could only feel that someone was hitting my face with a fist, the back of my head hit the ground, and my ears were buzzing. ...

"Actually, there is no boxing champion. Everyone will lose one day. Even if you are invincible when you are young, you will still be chopped to the ground by newcomers when you get old. Boxing champion? Doesn't exist."

"No matter how many victories you win, it may not prove that you are a strong person, but if you stand up again after a failure, you have proved your strength. A few years ago, I knew that I was not a strong person, I was a coward, but I wanted to start again." Stand up, even once..."

"Winning or losing the game with Xue Yong actually doesn't matter, because no one can beat him, at least no one can beat him now. I just want to play a game for my mother, whether I blow Xue Yong's head or I was beaten to death by Xue Yong on the stage, it doesn't matter, as long as I can play a wonderful game and last for one or two quarters, ten minutes or so. I want to show it to my mother, to everyone, I Now...not cowardly anymore.”

competition is over! Xue Yong KOs Wang Zewen and wins the lightweight boxing championship of the "Comprehensive Fighting Championship"!

Wang Zewen was lying on the ground, his vision gradually recovered, as if the old-fashioned big-ass TV had changed from snowflakes to having a signal, but it was a little laborious to breathe and his limbs were not in control.

"Can you get up? You played well. Why are you so timid? I just lack practice on the ground. Come on, get up."

Xue Yong stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Zewen up, and then he began to read his acceptance speech. After Wang Zewen took care of the wound, he left the field. The team followed behind. Walking in the underground passage, someone gave Wang Zewen a thumbs up, indicating that the fight was beautiful. .

He limped in front and shed a single tear. He started sobbing as he walked. When wiping his tears, he also wiped the Vaseline from the corners of his eyes. Blood flowed out, mixed with tears.

A pair of big hands hugged his shoulders and wiped his eyes with a clean towel.

"Well played, very beautiful."

The first affirmation after six years, he had waited too long, and the crying gradually became louder. He kept wiping his tears with the back of his hand, and staggered towards the lounge. Song Jiao kept holding his shoulders and accompanying him all the way. Walking forward.

half year later......

Wild flowers are in full bloom, and bees occasionally stay on the flowers. They are red and yellow, and they are quite beautiful.

The sound of water dripping on the ground sounded. Wang Zewen squatted on the ground, wet the towel, and gently wiped the dust and raindrops on his mother's tombstone.

"Mom... I'm going to the United States to fight in MMA professional boxing matches. Of course, I won't stay there forever. If there are no competitions, I will come back. If I have to fight twice a year, I should stay there for about half a year to eight months every year. I don’t know if you will be unhappy, but I still took this road and did not go to work or sell seafood. I’m sorry.”

He chatted with his mother for a long time, talked about recent events, and put out the fruits that his mother loved to eat. He didn't get up until he looked at the time.

"I'm leaving first. Before I go abroad, I'll come over again. I'll come back often."

After kowtowing to his mother, he got up and walked down the hillside, walking out of the cemetery. There was a woman standing at the door of the cemetery. The breeze blew through her hair. She pulled her hair back and stretched out her hand to Wang Zewen with a gentle smile. .

Wang Zewen took him over, turned to look at the cemetery, and turned to leave.

The movie ends...

...

Lupo grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth, looking a little irritated. The lights in the theater came on, and people talked about their thoughts on the movie and stood up to leave.

"Inspirational movie? I really fucking believed you!"

Lupo put his shoulder bag on his shoulder, carried the popcorn bucket and Coke, walked out of the venue, threw them into the trash can, picked up his cell phone and called his mother far away, and then purchased new tickets.

Let’s play again.

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