Aristocrat Boys School

"I am back."

Jian Chi opened the door and heard a clanging sound in the kitchen, and ran in to check, there were broken ceramic pieces all over the floor.Jian Chengchao was bending his chubby waist, picking up the pieces and complaining: "You scared me so much, it's a good thing there is nothing in the bowl, otherwise it would be even worse."

"Don't pick it up with your hands, I'll get a broom."

"It's okay, these fragments can't cut through the skin."

Jian Chengchao cleaned up the mess in a blink of an eye, and greeted Jian Chi to go out: "It's okay, there's nothing to do here, the dishes are all ready, you take it out of the microwave and eat it yourself, if it's cold, you can reheat it."

Jian Chi was pushed out by him, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I just waited for you for half an hour and didn't see you coming back, so I ate first." Jian Chengchao washed his hands, and before returning to the room, he poked his head out and told, "Put it there if you can't finish eating, don't hold on." ah."

"understood."

Jian Chi served a bowl of rice, and Jian Chengchao wiped out half of the two dishes, half of which were lukewarm.Jian Chi picked up green beans with chopsticks, took a bite and spat it out, quickly poured a glass of water and drank it up in a few seconds, wiped his mouth, and looked at the two dishes in front of him a little depressed.

So salty.The choking made him wonder if Jian Chengchao poured half a salt jar into it.

Although Jian Chengchao was careless in his work, he had cooked more than ten years of cooking, and never made such mistakes that novices rarely make.

Jian Chi picked up the plate of green beans and walked towards Jian Chengchao's room, intending to ask why, when he suddenly remembered that Jian Chengchao is not usually a person who is easily scared.

On the eve of the New Year, it was rainy for several days, and Jian Chi didn't go out much. From the window next to the bed in the bedroom, she could see the gray sky and intermittent rain.

The sun finally came out in the afternoon, and Jian Chi went downstairs to take out the garbage, wanting to take a walk around the neighborhood, when he heard a sound from the opposite side, Wen Chuan came out of the corridor with a black backpack in his hand, he paused, walked up to him and coughed lightly "What a coincidence."

This is the fifth time Jian Chi has met Wen Chuan while taking out the trash.

"What a coincidence," Jian Chi couldn't help laughing, "Are you going out?"

"There is work at night."

Jane Chi nodded clearly, and then thought: "Is it okay for Jingjing to be alone at home?"

Wen Chuan pursed his lips, unable to tell whether it was depression or other emotions, "She should be used to it."

Feeling a little regretful asking the above question more, Jian Chi walked beside him and changed the subject: "Where is your working place?"

Wen Chuan squeezed the backpack strap on his shoulders a little bit, and remained silent. The black school bag was exactly the same as the one that Jian Chi remembered Wen Chuan had carried out of school.At this moment, Wen Chuan's voice came in: "Are you coming?"

"What?" Jian Chi was startled, thinking that Wen Chuan still couldn't get rid of the habit of jumping out word by word.

"Want to come and see where I work?" Wen Chuan stopped and turned his head to the side, staring at Jian Chi with obsidian-like dark eyes, showing a trace of unfamiliarity, "It's not very far, if you don't want to, forget it. "

Jian Chi originally wanted to take a walk nearby, but Wen Chuan's invitation came impartially, just to fill in the boring gap, and he nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay."

The road is winding and winding, full of unstable gravel, passing through the alleys full of garbage and empty wine bottles, and the wall that has not been repaired for many years is precariously peeled off in half.Jian Chi carefully watched his feet, when Wen Chuan in front stopped, he almost bumped into his shoulder.

"Reached?"

"Ah."

Wen Chuan pushed open the glass door that was stuck with tape, and the smell of smoke and sweat made Jian Chi frown slightly, and quickly let go.Common snacks and drinks are placed in the cramped canteen. The old man behind the cashier has a cigarette in his mouth and a few lottery tickets in his hand, staring at the computer intently. When he catches a glimpse of Wen Chuan from the corner of his eye, he immediately wrinkles his face with a smile. old face.

"A Chuan, are you here?"

Wen Chuan nodded, and stood in front of Jian Chi, neither cold nor indifferent: "I brought friends."

When the old man smiled, he showed his yellow teeth. With his dark skin, he looked scary. The smile on his face was unexpectedly gentle. He glanced at Jian Chi, and put the cigarette out in the ashtray, "There is nothing important tonight. , I guess it will end soon. It’s almost Chinese New Year, and I don’t want to make this place a mess, so go in early, everyone is here.”

It was only then that Jian Chi noticed a small door next to the cash register covered by a plastic curtain, and walking down the dark corridor, Wen Chuan's deep voice suddenly sounded: "Don't you ask?"

The stairs are very narrow, Jian Chi was afraid of stepping on air, so he pulled out his thoughts and replied, "I passed by this store before, and thought it was just a small shop."

"It used to be a canteen, but later Uncle Yang opened up the basement and built a boxing gym," Wen Chuan said, "The uncle just now was Uncle Yang. I met his friend in Jiangcheng, and that person introduced me here. He also opened a boxing gym and was my former boss."

Wen Chuan's voice could not hear the ups and downs of emotions, it was faint and tight, "Is this job very different from what you imagined?"

Jian Chi, who had known this for a long time and was familiar with the original book, was not surprised at all. He thought for a while and said, "There is nothing different except this location. You must have your own reasons for choosing this job. In the past, you Did the injury on your body come from here?"

Wen Chuan lowered his eyelashes and said in a low voice, "Yes."

Jian Chi doesn't like persuading others and interfering in any choice. Most of the time he doesn't even understand his own affairs, let alone pay attention to others, but Wen Chuan is different.There is a rare fragility and tenacity in him, and the contradictions are naturally integrated into one. Jane Chi unconsciously gave birth to a trace of pity and concern, which inadvertently catalyzed into a moving expression.

He didn't know how to say caring words. After a while, a sentence came out naturally in his heart: "Just don't forget to protect yourself."

The voice fell, and there was no response for a long time. Jian Chi turned her head, her cheeks were suddenly covered by a thin cloth, and her cool fingertips brushed her earlobe. Wen Chuan lowered her head and stared at Jian Chi's exposed eyes. Everything was deeper and deeper than usual, and he slowly withdrew the hand that put on the mask for him.

"Okay, let's go."

Jian Chi touched the mask and paused for a moment before remembering to keep up.

The boxing gym was very different from what Jian Chi had imagined. There was a bright lamp hanging on the ring in the middle, and there were many people sitting in the auditorium around the four circles. Most of them looked ordinary and couldn't be found among the crowd.Someone noticed Wen Chuan and called out his name, but Wen Chuan ignored him, took Jian Chi to sit in the back row, lowered his head, and said, "The first row will be very noisy, and the fight may spread to others. If someone takes you to place a bet, you treat it as a game, don’t be afraid.”

Jian Chi glanced around curiously, perhaps because Wen Chuan was here, she didn't feel any fear, except for some vague worry, "Are you going to be on stage later?"

"Soon," Wen Chuan seemed to be comforting, but also seemed to be the most direct and firm statement, concise and to the point, "I will not lose."

"Okay," Jian Chi couldn't help laughing, "I believe in you."

Wen Chuan slightly hooked the corner of his lips, and it was gone in a flash.

Jane bet 500 yuan late, and heard that there were almost tens of thousands of bets ahead, and some people were excitedly discussing the protagonist of the meeting, Wen Chuan and another boxer named 'A Guang'.Jian Chi listened to it for a long time, and knew that Wen Chuan was very famous in this underground boxing gym. He had never lost a record in dozens of matches, but because of this extremely deceptive face, there were still countless opponents who came forward to provoke him.The regular customers all bet on Wen Chuansheng without even thinking about it. Most of the new customers who came for the first time did not believe in Wen Chuan's strength. The ending was nothing more than the former laughing and the latter crying.

Hearing this, Jian Chi thought, maybe he could bet a few hundred more dollars just now.

The voices in the arena suddenly rose, and Jian Chi looked towards the ring in the center, knowing that the match had begun.The first person who came up was a fierce-looking man with a bare waist and a burly upper body. Except for a pair of red gloves, he was not wearing any protective measures.

Jian Chi's heart sank slightly, it was Wen Chuan's turn to play.At this moment, the voice was almost at its peak. He also took off his shirt and only wore a black vest. Every piece of his well-proportioned and smooth muscles covered where it should be. His skin, which had never been poisoned by the sun, was dazzlingly white under the light. His long hair was tied up high, revealing a clean and beautiful face, his eyes as cold as a snake locked on his opponent, and his hands in black gloves made a defensive posture. At this moment, he seemed to be standing on a real arena, Not a bet.

Black boxing is not a regular game, and there are no rules at all. The existence of referees is not for fairness, but to ensure that one party will not be killed by the other party.When he first learned about the plot, Jian Chi quickly checked the information on the Internet. He didn't really enter into Jin Wenchuan's situation at that time, but was amazed. His mood was completely different from that at this moment, sitting in the crowded auditorium, listening All the excited shouts of 'kill him' and 'kill him'.Ah Guang on the ring threw his first punch straight away, Wen Chuan dodged his head sideways, and the opponent hit him directly on his unprotected face, viciously and swiftly.

Jian Chi's heart rose high, even though he knew that Wen Chuan was confident of winning the game, even though Wen Chuan, as one of the characters in the plot, would not easily get into trouble, Jian Chi still held his breath and followed Wen Chuan's every move closely. each style.

Wen Chuan's offensive was not at all compared to the burly Ah Guang. He kept protecting his face, frequently dodging the punches he swung and the insidious moves under his feet, and his cold eyes circled around the opponent's every movement like a poisonous snake.Ah Guang didn't get any benefits, so he gritted his teeth, and his moves became more sinister and reckless. Just in the blink of an eye, Wen Chuan, who dodged the attack, threw his first punch. Before he could fully emerge in the future, he punched his five sense organs with a vicious uppercut with the sound of the wind.

With this punch, the scene became completely agitated.

Sitting in the back row, Jian Chi couldn't count Wen Chuan's moves at all, and felt that the situation that had been flat just now was suddenly reversed.Two figures with obvious size differences were stuck together. Wen Chuan's fist was fast and ruthless, almost hitting the most vulnerable part of his body. Ah Guang lost in speed, and wanted to overwhelm him with his size advantage, but he hadn't had time to implement it. He was hit by Wen Chuan's two kicks on the knee, and kicked hard in the abdomen.

The huge body slammed on the side rope with a "bang", and A Guang's face was covered with bruises. Before he could recover, he was pulled to the ground by Wen Chuan, and his elbow hit his chin. The referee, who had been silent all this time, finally stood up Stopped, Wen Chuan stood up without any sloppy, and several people went up to check Ah Guang who was already lying on the ground and could not move. They were no strangers to this scene.

Some people cheered, others shouted and cursed. The wound around Wen Chuan's mouth oozes a trace of blood. The eyes full of murderous intent just now can no longer see half of the savage. Eyelashes looked towards the last row, mixed with some imperceptible tension and a trace of deep waves.

It was only then that Jian Chi realized that her heart was beating so fast that it was almost lost in the sound waves.

This kind of Wenchuan looks like Wenchuan, but it doesn't seem to be the Wenchuan he knows.