Fist of Imagination

At two o'clock in the morning, the gym was still brightly lit and bustling. The light was so strong and the sound was so loud that one couldn't help but suspect that someone was working in the gym and wanted to keep doing it until four in the morning.

Liang De followed Li Zhixian, following suit.

"I saw the poster when I came to wash my hair at noon. The regional competition of the Armwrestling King Grand Prix hosted by WAF is here. The amateur group accepts challenges at any time and almost no one participates, so tonight we will decide the winner. The winner will have 5 A bonus of 10,000 yuan is enough for one and a half years’ rent.”

"A wrist-wrestling contest is held early in the morning? Are all part-time programmers participating? Is the keyboard exercise so effective?"

“Most of the participating guests are from Rosia, and several of them are big guys who have won rankings in the World Armwrestling Championships.

Choosing to compete in the early morning was to take care of their time. The local strong players in Xiangbei adjusted their biological clocks a month in advance, stayed up day and night to recharge their batteries, and were almost beaten to death by their wives before they even competed. "

Liang De laughed secretly.

Oh, how can a man with a wife develop the strongest wrist strength? These people are half-hearted and will not regret death.

"Brother Xian, you quite understand."

"There's nothing I can do about it. It's inevitable for a beautiful girl like me to show up at the gym and be accosted. The hot topic these days, apart from serial sudden deaths, is arm wrestling competitions."

Li Zhixian showed his platinum membership card at the front desk and successfully led Liang De to the site of the Armwrestling Grand Prix.

Two blond and blue-eyed Rossiya muscle guys were competing in front of a dedicated competition stage. Their right hands were clasped together, their elbows stood in the middle of their bodies, their left hands were tightly grasping the pole, and they were grinning and using all their strength to overpower each other.

Li Zhixian glanced at it and mentally gave the runner-up notice to the blond muscular guy on the left who used wrist-pulling tactics.

The rotator muscle sleeve on the shoulder joint is too weak. No matter how hard I persist, I can't destroy the triangular structure of the opposite arm. I'm a weakling with weak muscles and nothing to look at.

If it were me, I would be able to defeat these two people with just one finger.

Although he is a weakling, his local strength is close to the limit of ordinary people.

My hands are a little itchy... But the most important thing now is to evaluate the danger of this evil god's descendant. I will make up for the mistakes I made with my own hands. After all, I was also a demon who protected this country...

"I'll sign you up first."

"Brother Xian, why don't you participate by yourself? Even if hundreds of ordinary people of this level are not your opponent, right?"

Liang De stopped Li Zhixian, and a glimmer of light flashed on the raptor eyes in his eyes.

Have you been spotted...

Li Zhixian sighed and said: "Magic alarm devices are installed in large nationwide chain stores. When I was young and ignorant, I did work that required registration. If the inspection team discovers that I use extraordinary magic I am trying to make a profit, but 50,000 yuan is not enough to get me out.

You can do it too, Lao Liang. I've been looking for a long time but I can't tell that you have extraordinary power. I can't tell. The magic alarm device will definitely not be able to detect it. You can easily get it for 50,000 yuan. I won't say anything anymore. , I went to sign up for you. "

"Wait a moment."

"Um?"

"These people participating in the competition are all sports enthusiasts.

I have always hated sports students since middle school. Their grades were average, they often got into fights, and they were domineering in the classroom and cafeteria. They looked great and were an eyesore. "

"That's not a good idea. You don't have any body mass. You're going to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger when you're weak first and then strong. Defeat these muscular guys to avenge you who was weak and helpless in middle school."

Liang De took a bottle of soda water provided for free by the Armwrestling Grand Prix, looked at the two Rossiya muscle guys who were still competing fiercely and said:

“When I was in high school, one of my roommates was a sports student, so I knew they would get up the earliest every day, sweating profusely every day, no matter if the temperature was below zero or above 40 degrees.

My roommate practices track and field. In order to train their physical fitness, the coach sometimes rides a motorcycle and leads the race at low speed. He ties a tug-of-war rope around their waists and the other end of the rope is tied to the back seat of the motorcycle.

One time, my roommate didn't sleep well. During a morning jog, he was dragged to the ground by a motorcycle and dragged for more than ten meters. When he was taken to the hospital, his chest and back were covered with bandages.

He continued to participate in training as soon as he recovered from his injury, and he never had any bitter experiences with us.

These contestants participating in the arm wrestling competition must have put in unimaginable efforts, especially those in the amateur group. After get off work, they drag their burned-out bodies to stick to their hobbies and train themselves day after day until they can compete. I don’t know how many people can do it, at least I certainly couldn’t do it before.

I still don't have any favorite sports, and I have some opinions on those who are proud of their bodybuilding.

But if I were to ignore their efforts and use another level of power to play pretending to be a pig and eat the tiger.

I don't want to do this kind of thing. "

After Liang De finished speaking, he walked out of the gym and walked on the street in the early morning with Li Zhixian.

"How is the Internet industry in Xiangbei City?" he asked.

"It seems to be among the top three in the country... Probably, there is a large Internet industrial park in the North District."

"Take me there, I can find a way to raise some money."

"It's Sunday, and it's already past two o'clock in the morning. There must be no one there."

"How is it possible that in one of the top three Internet industrial parks in the country, no one is working overtime after two o'clock in the morning on Sunday?"

When Liang De and Li Zhixian arrived at the Xiangbei Internet Industrial Park, it was already 3:30 in the morning.

At least one-third of the floors of several buildings in the industrial park were still lit.

In the public smoking area next to the square in front of the building, more than a dozen people were standing or sitting.

Liang De held a thin cigarette between his fingers and naturally blended into the public smoking area where the hair density was the lowest and the density of plaid shirts was the highest.

The strongest programmer must be here.

Liang De approached a beer-bellied man who looked to be in his thirties or forties with ulterior motives.

People here are difficult to distinguish by their hairstyles, and can only be distinguished by the parts below the neck.

"Brother, lend me a light."

The beer-bellied man smiled slightly and took out a plastic windproof lighter and handed it to Liang De.

Liang De lit the cigarette. This cigarette deliberately did not produce mint popping beads and did not have the effect of suffocating oxygen.

Liang De returned the lighter to the beer-bellied man and pretended to touch his hair casually.

"I have very little hair."

The beer-bellied man smiled again:

"Brother, is it the traditional Chinese medicine or the new hair transplant?

It's not easy to do the marketing so late, I'll leave you my phone number."

Liang De was a little embarrassed by the brother's insightful eyes.

"Brother, that's not what I meant..."

"You have a misunderstanding, brother, you think programmers with little hair will pay special attention to their hair.

In fact, if we pay too much attention to our hair, we won't be able to make a name for ourselves."

Three years ago, when I made up my mind to fight for the victory on the road of architect, I had already put my hair and girlfriend aside.

Now I'm 25 years old, my hair is almost gone, my girlfriend is gone, but my dream is almost still there.

The beer-bellied man patted Liang De on the shoulder, put out the cigarette and prepared to go upstairs.

Liang De pressed his shoulder from behind.

"Brother, wait a minute."

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