I can't beat her

Fan Xiaozhu didn't sleep well.

She had an injury on her back, so she could only sleep on her stomach all the time, and she slept a little late in the morning. When she opened her eyes from the bed and looked out the window, she was anxious.

"Oops."

Fan Xiaozhu jumped up from the bed, ignoring the pain in his back, changed his pajamas, hurriedly washed his face, dragged out Sifei who was hiding in Ami's backyard, kicked up and ran.

Tianhai City is only about six kilometers away from Changshao Street, and there is a gas station in the middle. When passing by the gas station, Xiao Zhu stopped at the entrance of the convenience store to buy a piece of bread, took a bite, and hurriedly flew to Tianhai City rush.

There is a Giants match in Tianhai City today.

The news had been released long ago. Short, who had won the professional championship two years ago, was facing off against Ali, who had always been little-known in the Tianhai field circle.

Although Short is a professional boxer, he always fights in regular matches, while Ali has always been in the black boxing market and has never joined any professional team.

One of the two is open and the other is dark, which has attracted the attention of many gambling fans.Some people think that the professional level sounds very formal, whether it is training or competition, it is obviously a few grades behind underground boxers.

However, in professional competitions there are many rules and less freedom. In contrast, underground boxers just fight and have less worries. This is why underground boxers have different personal styles of play.

Professional champions face off against fierce underground boxers, which one will be the strongest is the hot spot of this match.

Short is a boxer Xiao Zhu has always liked, and Ali is a colleague Xiao Zhu often sees in training, and sometimes trains together.

Xiao Zhu doesn't like Ali very much.Ali is tall and big, with scary scars on his face, he rarely talks to people, and never cared that she was a girl during training.One punch hit the door directly.After being beaten a lot, Xiao Zhu felt a little bit resentful towards the vicious Ali.From the bottom of her heart, she hoped that Short could win this time.

Tianhai City is like a small block, with several scattered office buildings in the middle, surrounded by warehouses covered with blue iron sheets, and further outside are clusters of containers.

Turning off from Xianfeng Road is the gravel road that has been tossed by trucks, Xiao Zhu is holding the handlebars, and the car is swaying from left to right, making small jumps from time to time, and finally settled firmly in Tianhai City where the crowd is facing each other in dense business districts.

The main business of the business area is nothing more than long-distance auto transportation consumables, vulnerable auto parts, and various equipment that outdoor enthusiasts love. In addition, there is a food stall, several massage parlors, and special small shops. Street stalls, the supply objects are some aborigines who are scattered nearby.

At night, there are all kinds of billboards in the neighborhood, such as ten yuan quick cuts, foot massage, Indian sauna, and adult products. The fonts are printed in colorful colors against the scattered buildings. From a distance, it feels a bit like a small town. .

The boxing arena is located under the large warehouse on the back of the food stall. Opposite the warehouse is a small two-story building.

Those who know the inside story will know at a glance that this is the symbol of the famous underground boxing field in Xuancheng. Of course, Internet cafes are regarded as a sideline of the boxing field. overnight.

Fan Xiaozhu's car is usually locked by the wall of the Internet cafe. Looking at the time, he just caught up.Only then did she feel relieved and gnawed on her bread again.

Fragrant.

With this big mouthful, Fan Xiaozhu heard a roar.

The cool car braked the sand and stones on the ground, and Xiao Zhu took a few steps back clutching her bread.His eyes lit up immediately.

This is the motorcycle sports car I saw last night.

Yesterday, just listening to the voice and looking at the shadow made her feel very cool. Today, seeing the car close in front of her eyes, Fan Xiaozhu was startled. Before she had time to express her envy, she was startled by the owner of the car.

Gentle took off the helmet, combed her meticulous short shoulder-length hair in front of the mirror, and then took out a tissue from the suit pocket to wipe the dusty glasses shiny.

Well, on the shelf, perfect.

This person looked familiar.Gently staring at the boy with small inch tattoos with bulging cheeks...

"Wen, Teacher Wen."

Oh, that bald girl.She seems to stutter every time she calls me.Wen Wen narrowed his eyes, remembering that he drank the soup made by this person today, so he nodded his head slightly and turned to look at the big sign on the roof.

Taking advantage of the gentle distraction, Xiao Zhu quickly choked the half-melted bread into his stomach and asked curiously, "Mr. Wen, why are you here?"

"I have something to do here." Wen Wen still stood where he was, looking at Fan Xiaozhu again.

Although Fan Xiaozhu is tall, she has very small features. She has big eyes and is juicy. If it wasn't for those tattoos, she would look extraordinarily delicate and cute.

Little bald.

Since he is called a teacher, he must have a state of being a teacher, with a seriousness in his gentleness and indifference: "See, you are not a child, why do you still go to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet."

The little bald head shook his head again and again.i am a good girl...

"I don't go to the Internet cafe, I go to the opposite side."

Wen Wen turned around and glanced at the people coming and going, the food stall smelling of alcohol, a long series of guesses popped up in his heart, the food stall?Handyman?Stir fry?Liquor seller?

Fan Xiaozhu would be even more curious, why is such a serious and rigid person like Mr. Wen driving a sports car into a place like Tianhai City with a lot of fanfare?

"I work here, Mr. Wen, how about you, why are you here?" Xiao Zhu secretly glanced at the time, she was anxious to watch the opening scene.

Wen Wen looked up again at the signboard on the Internet cafe.

You can't tell her that Mr. Wen is going to the Internet cafe.

"I'm looking for some fun." Then she turned around and walked towards the busy part of the street with her long legs.

He does not mean that.

The meaning of Lezi in a place like Tianhai City couldn't be more obvious.Xiao Zhu looked at the direction where Teacher Wen was leaving, and her eyes were full of colorful words about massage and sauna.

Do you want to tell Ami? Xiao Zhu blankly stuffed two bites of bread into her partially closed mouth, oh, bite, slip.

Teacher Wen didn't pay attention to the words on the signboard at all. Even in the crowd, she could still walk in a daze, with the same expression on her face.

The mobile phone in her hand is still casually held. In the eyes of others, she is just a mobile phone party, taking pictures while walking, but if you look closely, you will find that the front camera of this mobile phone just jumped over the shoulder position, and the angle of view is always the same. Followed by a thin figure.

After seeing that shadow enter the alley next to the food stall, Wen Wen put away his phone and returned to the Internet cafe's big signboard.

"If you want a seat, the configuration is better."

The food stalls are open all day long, and the workers, freight drivers, and scantily-clad women in the neighborhood are all walking around and taking care of their eyes.Wen Wen stood by the window just enough to see what was going on in the food stall.

The lying little bald head was gone.

Looking at the time, Wen Wen was not in a hurry to turn it on, she continued to shoot around in the crowd, her eyes behind the lens kept squinting until she found the target, and then she gently raised her hand.

The entrance to the boxing arena is a red container, and there are several burly men standing beside the box, each of them revealing their upper bodies covered with dragon and tiger patterns.

The little bald heads and the big bald heads seem familiar.

In an inaccessible corner, half of his face poked out from behind the neatly stacked plastic tubes in a mild and sneaky way, silently looking at a few people not far away.

The little bald head went in.Then a few women with good figures went in holding their chests, and then a few people in suits and leather shoes went in.

This container is so big!

A lot of people went in, and they all seemed to be quite rich. Seeing the stately cars constantly entering the nearby parking strip, they moved a little bit.

No one noticed that the reflective mirror from time to time in the dark moved from this corner to that corner.

When the tall and gentle woman wanted to enter the container without saying a word, the strong men all raised the iron bars in their hands: "What are you doing?"

Wen Wen didn't speak, just pushed down his glasses, and looked down at these men who were only strong and not tall like a demonstration.

Several men, the tallest of which was about the same as Wen Wen, felt a little uncomfortable being stared at like this. One of them tried his best to straighten his belly full of flesh, and smashed the stick on the side of the box, making a clanging sound: "The guarantor is who?"

A guarantor is also required.

Wen Wen knew nothing, but still opened his mouth calmly: "Fan Xiaozhu."

Several big bald heads glanced at each other, and one of them muttered, "I didn't hear what she said."

"Forget it, it's just a woman." The bald heads seemed a little anxious, but one of them came up and swept something over Wen Wen's body, and said secretly, "I didn't bring a guy."

Then they asked Wen Wen to pay the money: "The entrance fee is five hundred, and after paying the money, put the phone in the locker."

It seems very exciting.

It's just that the process is quite troublesome. Wen Wen entered the container and walked down the stairs, and the voices in his ears gradually increased.In the bursts of shouts, they were almost beating him, beating him.

After going around three times, Wen Wen saw the little bald head who had become a problem girl in her mind from the sea of ​​people.

"Ah! Well done." The little bald man stood at the front, holding a towel in his hand, jumping up and shouting from time to time.

After three rounds on stage, Short clearly had the upper hand. Xiao Zhu was so excited that she couldn't help herself, and didn't even notice the gentleness who had been standing behind her for a long time.

There's nothing to be happy about.

Wen Wen stared at the two sweaty hunks on the stage, expressing his incomprehension, his keen ears did not let go of the various sounds around him.

"Who did you bet on?"

"Of course it's Short, hahaha, I'm sure I'll win."

"Damn it, I bet on Ali every time, this time it's miserable."

Little bald betting on punches?It seems that he is still a frequent visitor here, so familiar that he does not need to pay the entrance fee.

When Fan Xiaozhu was excited, he always felt a chill in his head. He stretched out his hand to pull up the sweater hat and covered it, and continued to dance, calling: "Short, well played. Beautiful."

There are no rules in black boxing, and no rounds are counted, until one party falls down and gives up the game.

At the beginning, Short had an obvious advantage, and more and more people bet on Short to win. However, at the last moment, Ali, who had been beaten black and blue, suddenly fought back wildly.

...lost.

Wen Wen narrowed his eyes, because there were more noisy and desperate cries around, and the little bald Fan Xiaozhu also participated.

Fan Xiaozhu stomped his feet on the spot angrily: "Liar."

Liar, again by design.Why is it always like this, always like this, never once is the real game.Like many people, she was so angry that she stepped on the towel she was going to celebrate the victory with, and turned around angrily.

Thump tom.

Everyone in the boxing ring was very excited, except Wen Wen, who stood like an iron pillar in it, and was bumped in the chest by Fan Xiaozhu, without changing his expression.

She looked down.

Fan Xiaozhu raised his head, and the wide hood fell off, revealing a small head, eyes filled with moisture from anger.

I've been in a daze for too long this time, so I should leave early.Wen Wen turned around and walked outside without saying a word. After leaving the boxing ring, she made a big circle around the block before entering the Internet cafe.

It turns out that Teacher Wen also likes to watch boxing?

When Fan Xiaozhu came out of the boxing ring, it was already past five o'clock in the morning. He had just taken a shower, and his whole body was immersed in the scent of soap, and his mood had changed a long time ago.Stop thinking about the night game.

After stepping out of the container, Fan Xiaozhu pursed his lips at the dark blue sky, with firm eyes.Sooner or later, I will leave here one day, go to a fair arena, and be a real boxer.

At this time, the hustle and bustle of Tianhai City had ended, leaving the neon lights still flickering lonely, and several people circled around the entrance of the Internet cafe.

Fan Xiaozhu stepped on her dead fly, and after stepping a few steps away, she was stunned, and then backed the car under the big signboard of the Internet cafe: "Don't touch that car indiscriminately."

Don't mess with that cool car.

In a place like Tianhai City, there are jobless people, ruffians and hooligans every day.Just hearing Fan Xiaozhu's voice, several young people felt emotional: "Little sister, which massage shop do you work in? I will take care of your business."

"Come on, she looks like she's for sale."

A few sluggish people continued to work hard trying to find the wiring on the motorcycle and try to unlock the lock.

"This car is a little tricky, I haven't seen it before."

Seeing one of them smashing the protective panel under the car with a hammer, Fan Xiaozhu rushed forward and kicked him down.The others immediately roared, swearing and surrounding Fan Xiaozhu.

Fan Xiaozhu is a boxer, not a martial arts master. Facing five or six men at this time, he is somewhat self-aware in his heart, but there is no panic on his tense face: "It's kind of a one-on-one challenge."

It's a pity that after washing it fragrantly, I have to sweat again.

"Heh, let me give you one hand." A strong boy, who seemed to be the most capable fighter in the team, waved his hand, signaling the brothers behind him to eat melons and watch the fight.

The brothers sat down around the beautiful car with dignity, and two of them took the guys in their hands and smashed Fan Xiaozhu's dead body.

Wen Wen was woken up, her eyes met the blinking sleep light on the monitor, she got off the plane a long time ago, but she was a little sleepy, so she leaned on the chair and took a nap for a while.

Several minors who were staying overnight in the surrounding area crowded into the window at this moment, making it very noisy.

"They're trying to steal that cool sports car."

car……

Wen Wen reached out and pushed the glasses that had slipped to the tip of her nose back onto the bridge of her nose, and went downstairs with her briefcase.

The fight scene was very exciting, watching Fan Xiaozhu easily put down the frustrated man with a few tricks, walked towards her cool mount gently and calmly, and said indifferently: "Stay away from my car."

The few hooligans who were in a hurry just now, turned around and backed away in panic.

"Get out." Wen Wen said another word, and the group of people seemed to have been pardoned, and they carried the felled buddy on the ground and ran away in a blink of an eye.

Fan Xiaozhu also froze on the spot, staring coldly at the black suit, with the briefcase in his left hand and the pistol in his right|The gentle shock of the gun was too much to recover from.

Wen Wen raised the gun in his hand, pointing the muzzle at Fan Xiaozhu: "You, come here."

Fan Xiaozhu wanted to run, but his feet moved forward tremblingly, and he put his head in front of the gun: "Wen, Teacher Wen, I am Fan Fan Xiaozhu, I am a good girl."

I'm not with them, oh my god, Mr. Wen is scarier than Ali with big fists.

"Good work, but it's too time-consuming." Wen Wen put down the gun, turned around and stepped into her cool car, put on the helmet: "Get in the car."

"No, no need."

The muzzle of the gun was raised again, and Fan Xiaozhu stepped onto the car seat with his long legs. The front was warm, and the back was dripping with cold sweat. When he reached the door of the house, Fan Xiaozhu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen." Bow: "Goodbye, Mr. Wen."

Wen Wen didn't leave right away, and then took out the gun again, and twirled on his middle finger: "Do you like this thing?"

No, I don't like it.Fan Xiaozhu showed a smiling face with all his strength: "I like it."

The muzzle of the gun was raised again, facing Fan Xiaozhu, the slender eyebrows behind the glasses slightly curved: "For you."

"Bah."

She shot! ! !

Fan Xiaozhu slumped against the wall one step at a time, and when he came back to his senses, there were colorful snowflakes in front of him, fluttering under the light.

"It's done." Wen Wen raised his hand and threw the gun over, just in time to be caught by Fan Xiaozhu who was in a panic.

"When something happens, don't use your hands if you can use your brain." Wen Wen left his words and flew out with the accelerator.

...fake guns.I am not dead.Fan Xiaozhu relaxed, and leaned against the wall completely, watching the shadow disappearing at the end of the street, still lingering in fear.

Terrible Teacher Wen.

Teacher Wen is actually very good.Now Ami’s view of Wen Wen has changed a lot. When listening to Wen Wen’s words, it’s always easy to make people a little angry, but the fact proves that she is right.

After five consecutive weeks of intensive practice, Ami can now read some short sentences and short stories, and can write some simple words in Braille.

In addition to literacy, the school trains visually impaired students in targeted travel skills almost every day, and these skills can be used in the touch reading taught by Teacher Wen.

When traveling, there will be signs in many public places, which can be understood by touch and reading.

In familiar places, Ami always counted steps to confirm the approximate location. After staying in school for a while, he realized that there would be special blind roads on the road.

Much more useful than counting steps.

Ami held a blind stick in her hand, and moved forward cautiously. There were a lot of people around, which made her nervous.

"Ami, I want to take the train on the opposite side. You have to get off the subway at the hospital station by yourself, is that okay?" Qin Yu walked faster than Ami, and he was also very skillful.

Ami was a little flustered, but still nodded as originally planned, smiled and waved in Qin Yu's direction: "Xiao Yu will see you next week."

Hospital, operating room.

Ye Zhiqiu's forehead was covered with sweat, and the nurse next to her had already wiped her sweat for the fifth time.Everyone is a little tired. This operation could have ended two hours ago.

However, the patient had a past medical history and did not report it in time. An accident occurred during the operation, and several places in the thoracic cavity were hemorrhaged at the same time.While increasing the difficulty of the operation, it also puts a lot of pressure on the surgeon.

During the operation, all Ye Zhiqiu thought about was what he had learned in his life and his lifelong ambitions. He had no sense of time at all, and he also forgot that he was expected to pick up Ami at school at 05:30 today.

"OK." The last suture was cut, and Ye Zhiqiu's feet were tilted. Fortunately, the nurse helped him to avoid touching the equipment bed next to him.

Even though he had no strength at all, Ye Zhiqiu still professionally expressed his hard work to the doctors who were performing the same surgery, as well as the assistants and participating nurses.

too tired.

In the lounge, which was stumbling around, Ye Zhiqiu pulled himself up to find the phone from the cabinet, and panicked when he turned on the screen.

It's past seven o'clock.

In addition to the unknowingly missed time, there were no calls on the phone, and five of them were called by the class teacher Ami.

Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly called back, and the class teacher was already a little unhappy: "Wait until you didn't come at six o'clock. Then she said she wanted to go back, she said she would take the car, and she invited her senior roommate, Qin Yu, to accompany her back. She is very serious in the travel training class, I think she can do it."

What do you want to mean, how can you think like this.

Ye Zhiqiu was angry, but then she thought that all of this was caused by her missing the timing. How could she blame a teacher who did things according to his duties.

Ye Zhiqiu hung up the phone, his hands shaking.

The school is far away from Ami’s house, and it takes an hour and a half to drive. There is no direct bus at all. What about the two invisible students?There are people everywhere and so many roads.Can you tell the difference between southeast and northwest?

The bell rang, and Ami's voice came from the handset.

Soft, peaceful, and with a sweet smile, she said, "Zhiqiu, I'll wait for you outside."

The nurse sister said that Zhiqiu is in this operating room, and the operation time is not fixed, and the follow-up work of cleaning and disinfection after the operation may take a long time.

It doesn't matter how long.

It's good that Zhiqiu will come.

Ye Zhiqiu got up from the crowd in a panic. She really wanted to rush out immediately, but her usual self-cultivation and habits stopped her. She still tidied herself up according to the usual procedure, and forced herself to open the door .

Tired and happy at the same time, Ami came here by subway alone.

When did it become so powerful, she didn't even notice.

A little dizzy, Ye Zhiqiu held the door frame for a while, and after regaining his composure, he walked towards the girl sitting on the bench, at a slow pace at first.Then he quickly squatted down in front of the girl in three steps and two steps: "Why did you hurt your knee?"

There were still some scarlet blood stains on the trousers, and it could be seen that the injury was not serious, at least there was a lot of blood from the broken skin.

Ami pulled Zhiqiu's hand, as if it had hurt at all, and said with a smile: "It's okay, there are too many people, I didn't stand properly, and fell off the side of the escalator."

Almost cried, but held back.

When Ami arrived at the hospital, the first thing she did was not to find Zhiqiu, but to find someone everywhere and ask where the wound could be cleaned.She didn't want to trouble Zhiqiu to help her with the medicine.

Ami was also worried that Zhiqiu would ask her not to come to the hospital alone in the future because of this incident.

Wrestling is no big deal, just stand up and it’s fine, and it’s no big deal if you get broken, just ask a doctor to apply some medicine, wrap it up, and you’ll be fine in a few days.

"I went to find the nurse sister to help me wrap the wound. I gave you the money. Don't pay any more later." Ami moved to the side: "Zhiqiu, are you tired? Take a rest and we will have a rest again." go back, okay?"

The sister nurse said that Zhiqiu stayed in the operating room for a long time without taking a break.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly had nothing to say, all the original tension and worries dissipated, and only one compliment remained: "Ami is really amazing today."

Unable to bear it any longer, Ye Zhiqiu's body slowly softened, and fell into Ami's arms.

At this time, those previous images seemed to have become insignificant. Ye Zhiqiu leaned over and curled up on the bench, resting his head in Ami's arms, and buried his face in Ami's stomach: "Well, I will rest for a while."

Just a little while, it's really warm and warm.

Ami stroked Ye Zhiqiu's long hair lightly with her hand, like coaxing a child, smoothing it down one by one.Probably because Zhiqiu shrinks her body, she suddenly feels that she has grown up, while Zhiqiu has become smaller.

Zhiqiu's hair is very long and soft. Tang Guo once described Zhiqiu as like a princess, with long, curly, colored hair.

When I was reading a short story recently, there was also a place where the princess was mentioned.

There will always be a knight beside the beautiful princess, who will follow the princess regardless of everything, protect the princess, not make the princess sad and sad, and will not add trouble to the princess.

Ami also wants to do the same, to be a person who protects Zhiqiu.

The author has something to say: Accidentally, I made Wen Zhu's article a bit longer.Hahahaha, do you want to guess what Teacher Wen does?

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