Dressed as school grass, white moonlight

Hua Yi's face was full of disbelief, his mouth was so wide open that he could stuff an egg, "This... is this your child?"

Shao Ning ignored him, his brows were furrowed, and he stared at the figure on the round platform without blinking.

On the round platform, the strong man leaned back and narrowly avoided a blow, but before he could make a move, another punch came from the right side.

Almost without giving him any time to react, the punch had already hit his cheek hard, and the man was deflected to the other side by the blow.

He staggered twice, regained his footing, and rushed towards Wen Yang, while raising his left hand to hit Wen Yang's shoulder.

Wen Yang instinctively dodged to the right to avoid the punch, but he didn't have time to dodge the knee coming up from below.

This blow was so powerful that Wen Yang was resisted by the strong man and pushed straight back to the surrounding fence.

The shouts of the onlookers rose another octave in an instant, and some people excitedly opened wine bottles and poured them directly from the top of their heads.

Compared with the person in front of him, the absolute disparity in strength is obviously Wen Yang's weakness. The feeling of being suppressed is really not good. Wen Yang feels that his eyes have begun to turn black, but the cells in his body seem to be splitting and reorganizing at an accelerated rate. Excited as hell.

The referee next to him had already started the ten-second countdown, and the shouts of the onlookers reached their peak. Shao Ning clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his forehead popped up, his eyes were fixed on the familiar figure on the round platform, and Wen Yang exerted all his strength , an arm escaped from the restraint, and then raised his elbow to hit the man's forehead!

To die and then to live!

In the last three seconds of the whistle, the burly man fell straight back on the field.

The referee picked up the microphone, his voice couldn't hide his excitement, "Congratulations to contestant Bai Ye for winning!"

Bai Ye is the code name Wen Yang casually gave himself before going on stage, and it is also his sincere hope for himself——

Can have a lamp to illuminate his night.

The surrounding cheers were so loud that they could pierce eardrums, Wen Yang felt that his nerves were being provoked one by one, and the blood in his whole body was boiling, burning, and clamoring.

"Is it so cool?" Hua Yi once again sighed sincerely, "When A Yao told me that he could fight, it wasn't obvious. Only when I saw it with my own eyes did I realize how powerful the impact is!"

Shao Ning still didn't make a sound, let go of his clenched fist, raised his hand and squeezed twice between his eyebrows, barely breathing, his eyes were fixed on the stage without blinking.

In the center of the arena, a new challenger has come up. This time, it is a man with a figure similar to Wen Yang's. He is thin and tall, but he does not lack strength at first glance.

Wen Yang knew that such an opponent was more difficult than the previous ones.

When the whistle sounded, neither of them was in a hurry to make a move. Instead, they looked at each other and kept moving quickly in place, looking for any possible breakthrough.

Among the spectators who were close were those who knew boxing, and they all couldn't help shouting towards the field like a coach, "Don't panic! Calm down, calm down, keep an eye on your opponent, and find a breakthrough!"

In the middle of the arena, the two moved faster and faster in place. Suddenly, Wen Yang moved first!

I saw him lowering his center of gravity and starting to punch, his left and right hands alternated to attack the thin man's abdomen, the movements were so fast that he could only see phantoms, and the man was beaten for a while without any strength to fight back.

At first glance, it seemed that Wen Yang had the upper hand first, but at the same time, there was an extremely fatal point in this style of play, that is, his head was completely exposed in front of the opponent's eyes.

Sure enough, the thin man reacted quickly, and instead of retaliation for the heavy punch on the abdomen, he reached out and firmly grabbed Wen Yang's neck!

The force was so great that Wen Yang couldn't break free at all, and was pushed all the way up to the fence again.

The crowd outside the venue shouted again, Shao Ning only felt that his sanity had completely collapsed, he wanted to run up to the stage, wanted to hit the man who was holding Wen Yang's neck hard, and wanted to immediately pick up the child and go home, but there was a huge crowd of people in front of him , he couldn't move an inch at all.

"Tang Yun!" Hua Yi slapped Shao Ning's arm hard, "Take a breath first! Don't let your child finish beating, you will suffocate yourself first!"

Shao Ning snapped back to his senses, put Hua Yi's shoulders on his shoulders, and gasped for breath twice, but his eyes never left the field for a second.

There were only five seconds left in the referee's countdown, and the thin man's relatives and friends had already started shouting his name frantically to celebrate. At the critical moment, Wen Yang suddenly exerted strength, and his whole body stretched like an arrow that was about to leave the string in a second. , raised his hands and grasped the man's back accurately, and made an extremely beautiful over-the-shoulder fall!

Another reversal at the last minute, the referee was so excited that the whistle was tilde.

There was a lot of voices, Wen Yang's head was still a little dazed due to lack of oxygen, and every bone in his body seemed to be aching, but he only felt extremely happy.

The hostility accumulated for so many days since the crossing finally got a complete vent, like pushing away the heavy clouds and seeing the sun again.

Seeing that a new challenger was about to come up on the field, Wen Yang didn't like to fight, and left the field when he had vented enough.

While biting off a boxing glove with his teeth, he walked down the stage and inadvertently glanced at the crowd.

For some reason, in the sea of ​​people, Wen Yang caught a glimpse of Shao Ning with just one glance.

The boy whose shirt button was buttoned to the top was exceptionally tall and straight, his brows were still furrowed, worry and distress mixed with unknowing pride in his eyes, a beam of light happened to shine on half of his face.

Until a long time later, Wen Yang always remembered this look back. Even though it was night, he felt that the moment was as bright as day.

Later, Wen Yang didn't know how he stepped down from the stage, and he didn't know how he passed through a sandwich biscuit with a human body. Anyway, when he came back to his senses, he was already in front of Shao Ning.

The children who left the field had long since lost their hostility on the field, their pupils were dark, their eyes were still a little dazed, their cheeks were still a little red, and their foreheads were still dripping with sweat.

Shao Ning couldn't hold back his heartbeat that was about to go to the sky, tried his best to take two deep breaths, endured it, but still couldn't hold it back, raised his hand to cover the child's head, rubbed it lightly twice, "Does it hurt? "

When the words came out, Shao Ning's own heart pumped violently.

How can it not hurt? How can it not hurt after being beaten so fiercely?

Probably because all his mind was exhausted in the two games just now, Wen Yang reacted a lot slower than usual, subconsciously rubbed twice under the warm palm, and then bounced back with red ears, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much , very cool."

After finishing speaking, Wen Yang raised his head to look at Shao Ning, his face was still cool and expressionless, but there was a trace of imperceptible uneasiness in his eyes, and there was still a little hope that seemed to be there.

Shao Ning was stunned for a moment, then took two deep breaths, suppressed the heart that was about to pop out of his throat, and smiled, "The kid is very powerful, much more powerful than I imagined."

Seeing Wen Yang's heartache and anxiety when he was restrained by others was real, but seeing him turn around at the last moment, standing on the stage with a cold face and biting his gloves, of course, his pride and pride were also real.

He had never seen such a powerful kid before.

The amazing kid was caught off guard by the praise, his eyes lit up, his ears turned red, he turned around and jumped off the stands first, and walked towards the bar.

Hua Yi hurriedly slipped to the dance floor to say hello, creating a chance for the two of them to be alone.

Shao Ning followed to the bar and ordered another piece of coffee cake for Wen Yang, as well as a glass of milk and a glass of Chivas Regal.

Wen Yang looked at him strangely, "Milk? Are you coming to the bar to drink milk?"

"I don't drink it," Shao Ning shook his head, "I ordered milk for you."

The kid who had just had a fight and was so powerful exploded in an instant, and his brows were furrowed again, "I don't want to drink it! If you want to drink it, you can drink it yourself!"

"Be good," Shao Ning looked at him disapprovingly, flicked Wen Yang's forehead with his fingers, "I'm still a kid, no drinking."

Wen Yang covered his forehead and leaned back, just as he was about to continue to be fierce, Shao Ning said slowly, "You lied to me that the family is strictly controlled on weekends, but I haven't settled with you for the incident that happened here. Are you still so disobedient?"

Shao Ning said this in a very light tone, which made people unable to understand his emotions for a while.

Wen Yang was at fault for this matter, and instantly confessed, he lowered his head and stopped talking.

It was obviously in the noisiest bar, the music was loud enough to deafen the ears, and there were all kinds of people laughing and joking around, but these two people seemed to be sitting in a library, and the atmosphere was a bit too quiet.

Wen Yang wanted to explain a few words, but he really didn't know how to speak.

After all, he really didn't expect such a coincidence that Shao Ning, a well-behaved and good student, would come to this kind of place, and he just happened to see him fighting so fiercely.

Before the order came, Shao Ning took out a pack of blueberry popping cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Wen Yang, and lit one himself.

While lighting a cigarette, Wen Yang suddenly discovered that Shao Ning's lighter had changed, from the original customized zippo to an ordinary lighter that cost two yuan each in a small shop.

Worried about what to say, Wen Yang had nothing to say, pointed to the lighter in Shao Ning's hand, raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you use your zippo?"

"Ah," Shao Ning looked up at him, then lowered his head, twirled the lighter between his thumb and forefinger, and then replied, "I'm afraid I'll lose it, so I put it at home."

Wen Yang nodded, and didn't know what to say, when the waiter came over with cake and milk, Wen Yang stopped talking and concentrated on eating.

Although the operation of eating cake and drinking milk in a nightclub is really embarrassing, it is undeniable that Wen Yang's body urgently needs these things.

In particular, the milk was still warm, and after drinking it, his entire stomach became warm and warm, which timely relieved his body that had started to rebel due to too much physical exertion.

It's fine for him not to speak, but for some reason, the big hooligan next to him, who is always talking nonsense, suddenly drinks in silence uncharacteristically.

Wen Yang didn't know what to do, so he took another big spoonful of cake and put it into his mouth. After he swallowed it, he still couldn't help turning his head and asking, "Are you...are you angry?"

Shao Ning seemed to be distracted, staring at Wen Yang for two seconds before realizing what he was talking about, just about to blurt out "No", he bit his tongue and swallowed it back.

Anger is naturally not counted, he is not really a young man in love, nor did he just know Wen Yang, Wen Yang didn't tell him the truth beforehand, he can guess most of it without listening. Son.

I really lost my mind when I didn't speak just now, and my head unconsciously fell into the memories of the past and didn't make it out, but...

It's rare for a child to be nervous, so it's not impossible to take advantage of this to get some benefits.

With an idea in mind, Shao Ning picked up the wine glass, raised his head and poured the last sip of wine into his mouth, then looked at Wen Yang, without nodding or shaking his head, but asked instead, "You want to listen to the truth?"

Wen Yang's shoulders tensed, and he took another fork of the cake and put it into his mouth, and nodded with the fork in his mouth.

"I'm not very angry..." Shao Ning spoke in a slow manner, and his tone was so grievous that anyone could hear it, "I'm still worried, whether the children's home is far away, whether it's safe to go home by walking or taking a car When I get home, when I get home, is there someone who will cook for me in the evening? After eating, will..."

"Get to the point." Wen Yang raised his hand and pressed his temple twice, and couldn't help interrupting him.

"Oh," Shao Ning responded, and the grievance in his tone instantly increased, "The point is that when I was so worried about the child, the child came to this place alone to fight with others..."

"Have you ever thought about it?" Shao Ning was exaggerating on purpose before, and he felt the truth as he spoke, "Have you ever thought about what to do if you don't win the fight, what to do if you get hurt, what to do if you get stuck in the neck and don't fight back successfully?" What should I do if I'm not angry?"

Wen Yang's mouth moved, but nothing came out.

He wanted to reply: "If you lose, you will lose. If you can't breathe, you will fall to the ground. It's no big deal", but he still didn't say anything in the end, facing the worry that was about to overflow from the eyes of the person in front of him.

He really hadn't thought about these questions Shao Ning asked before, because he knew it would be useless to think about them, and no one would really care if he thought about them.

It's not that he never fell over, and no one picked him up when he fell, so he simply didn't think about it.

Seeing the child hanging his head and not speaking for a long time, Shao Ning began to regret if he had spoken too harshly, and was about to make amends when he saw the child raised his head and looked over.

Wen Yang's whole body tensed up a bit, and it looked like he could punch him at any time, but the words he said were unexpectedly soft, simple but sincere three words, "I'm sorry."

Shao Ning was stunned, subconsciously raised his hands and rubbed his ears, suspecting that he had started to experience auditory hallucinations due to excessive brain supplementation, so he could not help but move closer, "What did you say?"

Wen Yang moved his arm, Shao Ning was ready to be punched, but the kid just reached over and took a sip of the milk on the bar.

"I didn't say anything," Wen Yang turned his head away from him, and his tone was extremely impatient, "Forget it if you didn't hear it!"

"I heard that." Shao Ning couldn't help laughing, and moved closer to Wen Yang's ear and asked, "Little friend, has anyone told you that an apology is not enough, you still have to give compensation."

Obviously, Wen Yang had never heard of such fallacies, so he turned his head and stared at him, "What compensation?"

"Considering that you are a first-time offender, the circumstances are not serious, and you have admitted your mistake," Shao Ning said solemnly, "I will give you a lighter punishment, so..."

"Call me "Brother" and I won't be angry, okay?"