Entertaining Children

  Chapter 291 Literary Youth

  "Lizhi" Boxing Gym is a private boxing training gym opened by Zhou Lixing after he became a professional boxer. It has existed for more than ten years. Zhou Lixing, now in his forties, retired from boxing and became a boxing coach in his own boxing gym. With the former professional boxing champion in person, this boxing gym is also well-known in the boxing world.

  Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year. During the Spring Festival holiday, the boxing gym is naturally closed for business, but there is still a lot of news in the closed boxing gym.

   "Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the two figures on the boxing ring stepped back.

"Okay, enough? It's boring!" Zhou Zhihao raised his left hand wearing boxing gloves and stretched it forward, making a stop gesture to Xiao Yao in front of him, and rubbed his right hand wearing boxing gloves as well. Rubbing the left shoulder just hit by Xiao Yao.

   "Cut, you are still a professional athlete with your physical strength?" Xiao Yao curled his lips, but still let go of his fisted hands, and rubbed his left arm that was a little numb with his right hand wearing fingerless fighting gloves.

   "Didn't I say on the phone yesterday that you called your Dagang teammate for revenge?" Xiao Yao suddenly said, "Did you not notify?"

"Are you okay?" Zhou Zhihao turned his lips at Xiao Yao contemptuously this time, "You don't want to think about what day is today, the third day of the new year, who will be with you in this new year's day except me? Going crazy on the ring? Besides, just like Brother Gang's skill, you just wear boxing gloves and follow the rules of boxing. He can't beat you, and ask him to be abused by you?"

  Speaking, Zhou Zhihao simply hugged the boxing helmet on his head with his boxing gloves and took off the loosely worn boxing helmet, revealing his signature curly hair. After throwing his boxing helmet on the ring, Zhou Zhihao simply sat down.

   "That's right." Xiao Yao also reached out and took off his boxing helmet, and sat down beside Zhou Zhihao.

   "Also, people know that you are my hair child, especially when they know that I can't beat you in that situation, they will not take the matter of that night to heart." Zhou Zhihao said with a smile.

   "I don't care if he knows you can't beat him. Listening to what you mean, you seem to be the best in your team?" Xiao Yao looked at Zhou Zhihao and said.

"Of course," Zhou Zhihao said triumphantly, "Don't look at me as the National Youth Team who was promoted exceptionally. I am the youngest in the team, but in the team's practice matches, no one has beaten me yet. If you follow the rules of boxing, you will not be abused by me now." Zhou Zhihao pointed at Xiao Yao's fighting gloves with his fingers wearing boxing gloves.

  Two people, one is Bajiquan for ten years, and the other is boxing for more than ten years. If you let go of the rules of free fighting, Zhou Zhihao would not be Xiao Yao's opponent at all. If he followed the rules of boxing, Xiao Yao would only have to be ravaged by Zhou Zhihao.

To be fair, the two of them have adopted a compromise rule when punching, that is, Xiao Yao wears thinner fingerless fighting gloves against Zhou Zhihao who wears boxing gloves. During the fight, Xiao Yao cannot use his legs. , But you can use elbow hits, shoulder hits, palm cuts, finger jabs and other upper body parts and movements to attack. In this case, the two will win each other's fight, and overall it can be regarded as a tie.

   "But apart from this, I don't seem to have anything better than you." Zhou Zhihao sighed and lay down on his back.

   "Is this not enough?" Xiao Yao also lay down. "You are already in the National Youth Team at your age now. Your dad was not as good as you at your age, right? What do you want?"

"That's right, I'd better concentrate on doing this." Zhou Zhihao said in a higher mood, "I remember before the age of twelve, I couldn't beat you even in boxing, but now I can force you. It’s already a great improvement to use elbows and shoulders to fight me back and forth."

"By the way, have you encountered something bothersome recently? Otherwise, you won't be able to pull me up for a punch in the New Year. You have never done it like this before." Zhou Zhihao punched with his right hand wearing boxing gloves. Xiao Yao's chest was touched, and he smiled and said, "If there is something unhappy, tell me what makes me happy."

   "Duoer is going to America." Xiao Yao sighed.

   "What?" Zhou Zhihao propped up his upper body and looked at Xiao Yao, "How long did you two get better? Why did she go to the United States? How long will she go? Did you do something to sorry her?"

"What do you want?" Xiao Yao gave Zhou Zhihao a white look and shook his head. "She was qualified for the entrance interview for Chambers Conservatory of Music. She will go to the interview in March. If the interview is passed, she will go to New York. Follow The system of that school requires at least two years to graduate."

   "Why study? Where can't you read? Why do you have to go as far as the United States? Don't we also have a conservatory in China?" Zhou Zhihao pouted, "You will have to be separated for two years when you just started talking. How uncomfortable."

“Chambers Conservatory of Music is the world’s top conservatory. There are only two hundred students in the school. Only as many people are recruited every year after graduation. All courses are taught one-on-one by world-renowned musicians. Let’s Which school in China is comparable?" Xiao Yao glanced at Zhou Zhihao and said, "Do you know Liu Liu? The most famous Chinese performer came from this school."

   "So awesome?" For Zhou Zhihao, who devotes most of his energy to boxing, Liu Liu knows, but he doesn't know where he graduated.

   "It's really a great school!" Xiao Yao nodded, "So, you said I can stop her from going to this kind of opportunity? I have to encourage her to go."

"Then I can only show sympathy to you." Zhou Zhihao gave Xiao Yao a sympathetic look, lay down again, and continued to mutter, "America, I heard that the young people over there are very open. Would you worry about that..."

   Seeing that Xiao Yao didn’t answer, Zhou Zhihao turned over, propped up his upper body with his arms, turned to look at Xiao Yao and asked, “Ask a very private question, don’t you guys?”

   "No!" Xiao Yao understood what Zhou Zhihao was referring to from the look in Zhou Zhihao's eyes, and gave him an angry look, "We are still young."

   "You are all grown-ups, okay?" Zhou Zhihao curled his lips, then aimed at Xiao Yao's lower body and said, "Little...?"

   "Fuck me!" Xiao Yao sat up awkwardly, and reached out to grab the back of Zhou Zhihao's neck.

   Zhou Zhihao had already reacted quickly and drew away, one stood up, ran two steps, crossed the rope guard of the ring, and jumped to the ground.

   "You kid, come up, come and fight again!" Xiao Yao also stood up, and Zhou Zhihao, who was standing in front of the stage, shouted.

   "The idiot is still going up to fight you at this time. If you don't move your legs at this time, my surname will be Xiao." Zhou Zhihao said unmovedly.

   "You..." Xiao Yao pointed to Zhou Zhihao angrily, but he could only helplessly turn off the ring, staring at him bitterly, "You have a treat for lunch!"

   "If you come to my house today as a guest, of course I will take care of your food!" Zhou Zhihao said with a grin. The two had an agreement that they must be in the boxing ring to fight each other, and not to punch each other in the audience under special circumstances, so Zhou Zhihao was quite confident at this time.

  Tear open the magic sticker of the boxing glove with his mouth, Zhou Zhihao took off the boxing glove in his hand and picked up the mobile phone placed on the stool. Glancing at the phone screen, he raised his head and said to Xiao Yao, "August 1st, Duoer has posted a new Weibo."

   "Oh?" Xiao Yao, who was also taking off his gloves, walked over curiously, and looked at Zhou Zhihao's mobile phone screen, "The frequency of her Weibo update is lower than mine. Look at what she posted."

""Flying Birds and Fish"? You wrote this poem?" Zhou Zhihao checked Sun Tingting's new Weibo, and looked at Xiao Yao in surprise, "You violent man is still such a literary and artistic youth. ?"

"Huh? I can't write poems?" Xiao Yao glanced at Zhou Zhihao, "Do you think I'm also a guy with well-developed limbs and simple mind like you?" After returning last night, Xiao Yao had already written all Tagore's poems in this world. I found out and looked at it again, and indeed I didn't find any works related to "Birds and Fishes", and there is no trace of this poem in the world. In addition, even in the previous life, the author of this poem is still controversial. Xiao Yao just like most people believes that this poem was written by Tagore, but there is actually no solid evidence to prove it, so now Xiao Yao I can safely describe this poem as my own work.

   "Damn, I have well-developed limbs and simple mind?" Zhou Zhihao glared at Xiao Yao.

   "Why? Not convinced?" Xiao Yao smiled, "Then go to the ring again?"

   "No," Zhou Zhihao immediately persuaded, shaking his head, "Anyway, I am inferior to you in terms of my brain."

   "Cut~" Xiao Yao once again rolled his eyes at Zhou Zhihao.

  Sun Tingting’s new Weibo is the song "Birds and Fishes" Xiao Yao read to her yesterday. She directly photographed the poem written by Xiao Yao on rice paper in lower case letters, and posted it on Weibo in the form of a picture, with a simple text introduction: I recommend a poem to everyone-"Flying Birds and Fishes" "author: Xiao Yao.

After the love relationship between Sun Tingting and Xiao Yao was exposed, the number of Weibo fans also increased greatly. So shortly after her Weibo was posted, there were already a lot of comments and reposts below.

  "Hey, it's rare that Wuli Duoer posted on Weibo. It's so beautiful with a brush in block letters!" A fan praised Sun Tingting's calligraphy as soon as he came up.

"I did not see the text above it? Author: Xiao Yao Xiao Yao this word should also write it.?" Some netizens disagreed Road.

"The calligraphy is beautiful, but it doesn't matter who wrote it. Doer said to recommend a poem to everyone, the focus is on this poem, okay? Does everyone only read the words but not the content? I have been shocked by this poem. ." Someone finally found the point and began to pay attention to the content of calligraphy.

   "Damn, this poem...I don't know how to describe it, I can only say that I was moved in an instant. Such a good poem turns my anger. (The last sentence rhymes well

   "After reading this poem, my eyes are wet and I think of myself and my boyfriend in another city. After more than a year of long-distance love, I began to feel desperate."

   "I am also in a different place, but I saw hope. We are not birds and fish. We can still meet each other."

  "This is the most beautiful modern lyric poem I have ever read. There is no one."

"My Xiao Yao's work? I saw it on Duo'er's Weibo. Sure enough, the pills must pay attention to all the people who are close to Xiao Yao, otherwise they may miss this big slacker who doesn't like to post Weibo. It’s the news.” Xiao Yao’s fans spit out among the piles of moving and complimenting comments.

   "I can't believe it, is this really written by Xiao Yao? It's just that you can sing well, can you write such beautiful poems?"

"It's not surprising that Xiao Yao was able to write this poem. The songs in his album were all composed by himself, not only the composer, but all the lyricists are himself. Now look back and see "The Brightest Night Sky The lyrics of songs such as "The Star", "Those Flowers", and "The New Drunken Concubine" are found to be as beautiful as poetry. In fact, Xiao Yao was originally a literary and artistic youth."

  In just a few hours, Sun Tingting had thousands of comments on this Weibo.

In addition to commenting and forwarding Sun Tingting’s Weibo, many netizens also directly typed out the text version of the entire poem and posted it to various large-scale poetry and literature websites and forums. Countless netizens who saw the text version of the poem from other places have also seen the text version of the poem. It began to spread in his own circle.

  (End of this chapter)