A Lucky Coin

The first day of junior high school, when he fell on the ring, he realized that coach he called "Dang", which was the opening Gong.

"Count the seconds, count the seconds." Coach he is holding the guardrail.

Count the seconds?

The first day of junior high school jumped up before the enemy came to read the seconds.

Yueyue is still arrogant, probably because she knocked the floor sweeping monk down with a fist. She has a sense of achievement and disdains in her eyes.

"Pay attention to the pace." He Jiaolian said.

Pace?

What's the next step?

He didn't practice pace and movement at all.

Can you kick it? He kicks sandbags every day

It seems that as a floor sweeper, all the moves have to be realized when he sweeps the floor.

Five hundred is not one five hundred, but many five hundred.

"Dang!" Coach he called again.

The first day of the new year was no longer in a daze, but after all, there was no real combat experience, so she could only raise her hand quickly to block it when Yueyue once again put in a straight fist.

In fact, if it wasn't for the previous "Dang" he didn't know what to be, he would have been able to resist the first blow. He had no actual combat experience in boxing, but he had rich experience in being hit by fists.

In Yueyue's second swing attack, he stooped to hide, then straightened up and quickly used his low body advantage to make a hook.

Yueyue can protect herself from this angle, but the fist strength of the first day of junior high school is very strong. After all, she is a floor sweeping monk. Her fist passes directly between her two fists and hits him on the chin.

"One!" Coach he shouts.

The first day of junior high school can guess that this is counting effective points, but it's like shouting like this, especially in the past military training, when the instructor yelled, they would kick forward together

Yueyue punches again. He defends immediately, and this punches on the ring.

But then another punch came, hit on the chest, then another on the arm, his defensive posture changed, and finally he was hit on the face again.

The gain and loss is that amateur boxing is thick.

The first day of junior high school, he decided to fight for 500 yuan.

Yueyue has only practiced for a few months, and he has not been idle for a few months. He knows the basic movements, but he just doesn't know how to use them.

Yueyue has already demonstrated it to him. Just follow suit.

He learned the appearance of Yueyue. He hopped and swayed his left and right feet alternately. Then he hit Yueyue with a straight right fist in the face and a left fist in the defense. He hit Yueyue with a straight right fist in the chest and then followed with a left swing fist. But it was not his arm. He hit Yueyue on the head. When Yueyue was shaking, he hit Yueyue with a straight right fist in the face at the same time.

Combo, MEDA.

"Beautiful Xiao Lin called.

"Good!" Coach he applauded.

Yueyue was attacked by her upgraded version of the move. She was a little unconvinced and attacked again immediately.

He Jiaolian clapped his hands when he quickly retreated to the corner of the guardrail: "don't retreat all the time! Attack, attack, sweep the floor

He immediately did the same attack as before. Although he didn't reach the target completely, he also hit the target.

Junior one is very experienced in being beaten, and he will always pay attention to the actions of the other side when he is beaten. Although it is to protect himself in advance, this kind of experience is actually quite effective in this kind of fight.

After two rounds of attack, Yueyue was a little impatient. At the beginning of the first day, he could see that his pace under his feet was not as steady as before. When he wanted to seize the opportunity to have another round, his nemesis called out: "when! The first round is over. "

"How fast is it?" At the beginning, he was stunned and looked back at coach he.

"Come here." Coach he waved.

He went to the corner, coach he gave him a thumbs up: "early to see that your boy has talent."

"How many rounds?" First day of junior high school.

"Two rounds is enough for novices like you, just playing and comparing," coach he said to Xiaolin

"I just played very well. I'm learning very fast," Kobayashi said. "Don't retreat all the time when you dodge. Try to bend down. You Short, and you can take advantage of this, in fact, he is not very good against you

"Well." Junior high school nodded.

"Another thing is to keep your mind. I find you are quite calm," Kobayashi looked at Yueyue. "That child is a little impatient. It's easy to deform when he's impatient. Keep an eye on him and attack from below."

"Good." The first day of junior high school, I hit my fist.

Calm down? Of course, he was calm. He saw many such scenes, and every time he was the one to fight. After so many years of training, it was hard to be calm.

"Five hundred dollars." Kobayashi patted him on the shoulder.

"Five hundred dollars." The first day of junior high school.

If only Yan hang were here.

If Yan hang can see how he is now learning to fight with Yueyue, he will be very surprised.His movements are certainly not as good as Yueyue's, but every punch he makes is solid, and this feeling is completely different from Liang Bing's.

Although there will be unconventional, provocative, there will be contempt, but there is no anger and fear, very happy.

In the second round of "Dang", he hit Yueyue.

A total of two rounds, a round of three minutes, a minute's rest, add up to less than 10 minutes of the battle, the first day of junior high school feel that they have a sweat.

Coach he checked the number of points with his opponent, and there was a little more on the first day of junior high school.

"How do you count it?" The enemy said.

"One, two, three," he said happily, "how about my floor sweeper?"

"It's very good. You didn't let him follow you?" The enemy looked at the first day of junior high school.

"He has no money," coach he said. "He works for me."

The enemy was a little surprised and took another look: "young man, would you like to practice with me? I don't charge you. "

"No," Chuichi said with a smile, "I'm going to work. I've just got a pay rise."

Coach he still kept his word. He said that if he won, he would be paid 500 more, but he really did. Once he won, he did not change for two or three months. On the first day of junior high school, he became a floor sweeper with the highest salary and the shortest working hours.

Very rich.

He went to change a flow set meal for himself, so that he could smoothly continue to search for the clue of "Xiao Li barbecue" at home.

There is no shortcut. He can only use the most stupid method all the time. He searches all the cities in the comment software one by one. He will carefully look at the pictures of every Xiao Li barbecue he finds.

Some of them can look at Yan Hang's photo if they have a front-end face. If they don't have a front-end face, he will write down the address in the notebook, and plan to use the panoramic map one by one if they don't have a front-end face.

Day by day is like a procedure that must be completed. There is no disappointment or expectation. In short, if we don't find him, we won't stop.

He is so old that he has never done anything so hard.

If this energy is used in studying, he will have no problem in getting into college.

"I'll go to work the day after tomorrow." Mom said it at dinner.

The first day of junior high school, when he looked up at his mother, he felt that he had not heard her voice for a long time. He was at school during the day, and only had lunch at home at noon. After school, he went to the boxing house. When he came back home, the whole family had already gone to sleep.

"Where to?" Grandma asked.

"I used to be introduced by my colleagues at the water station to a shop selling water purifiers," my mother said. "I get a low salary every month, and I get a commission when I sell the machines."

"Selling water purifiers?" Grandma tut a, "that can have how much money, you this dead eyebrow collapse eye son can sell machine?"

"Why don't you go, grandma?" The first time I saw grandma.

Mom was stunned and looked at him.

Grandma was also very shocked. She was stunned for at least three seconds before she took chopsticks and pulled them out of his head.

Junior one grabbed grandma's hand.

"It's the opposite of heaven!" Grandma yelled and stood up to take the stool.

The first day of junior high school kicked the stool away.

"Do you see your son?" Grandma's shocked voice doubled, staring at her mother, pointing to the first day of junior high school, "what do you teach me?"

"I didn't teach him," my mother said, "I can't manage him, and I don't want to."

My grandfather, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly jumped up and lifted the edge of the table.

He overturned the table and smashed the dishes on the floor.

The whole family stayed where they were, watching my grandfather.

On the first day of junior high school, I felt that my grandfather probably didn't know what he was doing and what he wanted to express. Anyway, he often came out of the blue in exchange for confusion.

Then he stood there and didn't know what to do next.

As soon as I got up, I took my cell phone and went out the door.

It's still early for class in the afternoon. He has no other place to go. He has to go to the river.

The north wind blows very fast. He always pays attention to the weather in the past years. He doesn't like winter very much, because his two down jackets, which have been worn for several years, can't bear the wind. Winter is too hard for him.

But this year, he didn't pay much attention to when the autumn wind was cool and when the north wind was blowing. Maybe it was because he bought two or three new clothes secretly this year and didn't feel the cold.

Maybe he has too many things in his mind, and the weather has no room to ponder.

He is busy working, boxing and looking for Xiao Li.

Xiao Li must be very moved to know that someone is so persistent in looking for his barbecue every day. At that time, he will ask Xiao Li to give him a VIP card.

First day of junior high school, I opened my arms to move in the wind, took out my mobile phone and took some pictures of the scenery by the river, avoiding the riverside.

The rubbish that had been cleaned up on the riverside came back.Looking at a large piece of garbage in the first day of junior high school, fortunately, it's cold and tasteless now.

He turned and the tree hole waited for him quietly.

"I don't want to celebrate the new year," he said. When he pulled his face to the tree hole, he really felt that he had grown tall. Although he didn't work as hard as Yan hang before, he had to take a good horse step. "I want to take the high school entrance examination quickly. I want to go to other places to study and school, and then pick up, fight, work, and travel when I have a holiday."

Then he couldn't help laughing, with a sense of liberation.

"If I go, go," he touched the trunk, "I'll think, you, you know me, all the secrets Cave, cave spirit. "

After thinking about it, he took out a small leather coat from his pocket and pressed it on the tree trunk: "this is Yi, Yi Jing. You two should know each other."

After that, he waited for a while. After they had known each other, he put gangkai'er back in his pocket, turned and leaned against the tree trunk, and sighed softly.

The atmosphere of the school has been very tense. There is no self-study class in the third grade of junior high school, and the physical education class has been cancelled. Only the first grade of junior high school is very calm.

In addition to ensure that he can at least test a technical secondary school and so on, he will listen to lectures, other time is still calm.

Now no one is laughing at his grades, no one is talking about what he would do if he failed to go to high school. I think it's very good on the first day of junior high school. My mother didn't ask about the mid-term exam results, and no one mentioned it.

But when he went to the boxing center, coach he asked, "are you going to go to high school next year?"

"Well." Junior one held the mop and nodded.

"Then you have to change your name to senior one," coach he said. "You've been working for half a year. Do you still work? There's no time to review. "

"I don't, don't review," the first day of junior high school said, "I review. It's a waste of time."

"I don't care about you at home?" Coach he asked.

"No matter." Chuichi smiles.

"You kids have ideas one by one," coach he said, "but it's also very good. You can't walk on your own road. No one can complain."

"I can walk." Junior one said.

I can walk.

He has never been more energetic than he is now. He can run, let alone walk.

When I ran to my aunt's car, she looked at him and sighed: "you've been the same day. Why don't you send me a self portrait every month? I'm afraid I haven't seen you for a long time and I don't know you."

"Handsome, isn't it?" First day of junior high school.

"It's so handsome," she said with a smile, pointing to the back seat. "I brought some new year's goods to your family. I don't think anyone in your family cares about it, do you?"

"I'm in charge of it," said junior one. "I used to run errands."

"Aren't you busy saving money to be the richest man now? Take it," said my aunt. "Call me when you have time for the new year, and I'll take you to dinner."

"Well." At the beginning, I opened the back door and took out a large bag of new year's goods.

If one day he can really leave here, his grandparents and aunt will be the people he misses most.

People are very strange, here for him, there are too many gray memory, but in the end, he can remember, but all is good.

Grandfather is very good to him, grandma is very good to him, little aunt is very good to him, coach he, Xiao Lin and little sister at the front desk are very good to him.

And Yan hang.

In the past, my father would come back with some money and the company would send some new year's products. He would run errands and buy some more. On New Year's Eve, he would hang the whip and have a meal in a daze. Then he would have a meal with his aunts and aunts and quarrel with them. If it was appropriate, he might have a fight. The new year was just over.

This year, it's not so complicated. There's no need to celebrate the new year at home.

I bought a scarf for my mother on the first day of junior high school. I don't know why. He wanted to find the shop before, but it's a long time ago. That piece has been torn down.

Mom's scarf, grandma's two cigarettes, and grandpa's thick hat are not expensive. But this is the first time he has bought a gift for his family since Mom returned the scarf.

He also took a thousand from his savings, wrapped a red envelope and put it in his scarf.

After the new year's Eve dinner, he took out the gifts and put them on the table.

"It's for my grandmother," he said, taking out his cigarette. "Less, less in the future."

"And you buy me cigarettes?" Grandma Tut, took the cigarette to have a look, and tut again, "you're rich. You're showing off here."

"I bought it in the canteen," the first day of junior high school looked at him. "You can refund it and change the money."

Before he could take out the hat, my grandfather already reached into the bag and took it: "the hat is OK, but it's not as good as what I'm wearing now. It just can't work now. I've been wearing this hat for more than ten years, and it's not bad."

"Then don't take it. Give it back to him." Mom said.

The first day of junior high school put the box with scarf in front of my mother: "happy new year."Mom took a look at him, opened the box, frowned when she saw the scarf inside, and took it out after staring for a while. When she saw the red envelope under the scarf, she sighed.

The gift is finished.

Except for Dad's share.

The first day of junior high school didn't speak any more, took the remote control, turned on the TV, and began to be in a daze at the Spring Festival Gala.

"Point --" Yan hang shouts to Cui Yi. He stands on the side of the mountain with a whip, waiting for Cui Yi to point.

Residential property owners in the hillside to clear a piece of open space, let everyone focus on firecrackers, now all around the firecrackers are on fire, they are still here pestle.

"This fuse is a little short --" Cui Yi shouts and answers, striking the lighter and studying, "I'll make it longer --"

"Lao Cui!" Yan hang was helpless. "I really didn't find that you are so timid --"

"it's called caution -- in case you kill me --" Cui Yi yelled.

"I'll do it!" Yan hang put the pole with the whip on the ground, walked over and yelled in Cui Yi's ear, "you go to pick it!"

Cui Yi went to pick up the pole.

In fact, it's OK to put it on the ground, but I don't know why, people in this community are holding poles, which is probably the community culture?

Yan hang looked at the fuze and found that it was really a little short. It was estimated that he would blow his hand with a lighter. He touched a cigarette and lit it. Then he touched the fuze with a cigarette end.

The fuse was not only short, but also burned very fast, which greatly exceeded Yan Hang's expectation. When he saw the sparks, he quickly threw the firecrackers aside.

But I didn't pay attention to the direction. I threw it to Cui Yi.

As the firecrackers burst, Cui Yi jumped, turned around and ran with the pole on his shoulder.

Yan hang was stunned. He couldn't help but make a sound. He squatted on the floor and looked at Cui Yi. He couldn't stand up with a smile.

After running more than ten meters, Cui Yi remembered that he threw the pole on the ground, ran back and kicked him on the ass: "little fart! Do you mean it? "

"Lawyer Cui," Yan hang said with a smile, "you are really eye opening to me today. I've seen you like that, old men are afraid of guns."

"Go Cui Yi took his clothes and said, "go back to dinner."

The new year's Eve dinner is at Cui Yi's house, just the two of them, no one else.

Yan hang made a list. Cui Yi bought all the materials as required. He spent two hours cooking a table.

I haven't spent so much time cooking for a long time. Before the Chinese new year, he and his father went to restaurants to eat. They were more lively and had the atmosphere of Chinese New Year.

This year, he is still thinking about how to spend the new year on his own and whether to apply with the foreman for the class of thirty children. Unexpectedly, Cui Yi will be alone.

Orphaned like dad?

Or is it too far away to go back?

Or falling out with the family?

He didn't ask. He was used to asking nothing.

"I haven't been home for many years," Cui Yi said, picking up her glass. "It's the first time in so many years that I'm not alone."

Yan hang touched a glass with him.

"Thank you." Cui Yi said.

"You're welcome." Yan hang took a sip of wine.

Cui Yi, like his father, is used to drinking Erguotou for the Spring Festival.

After dinner, Cui Yi sat down on the sofa and waved to him: "come on, kowtow to me."

"Don't take advantage of it?" Yan hang went to sit beside him.

Cui Yi laughed, took out two red envelopes from his pocket and handed one to him: "this is my lucky money for you."

"Thank you uncle," Yan hang answered, "happy new year, uncle Cui."

"This is from your father," Cui Yi handed over another red envelope. "Let me give it to you until you are 22 years old."

Yan hang Leng Leng, half a day to receive the red envelope, eyes suddenly some sour.

"According to the rhythm of finishing college graduation work, you can only go to work when you are 22 years old, and then I won't give you lucky money." Yan hang can't remember when his father said this.

Cui Yi and his father's red envelope he did not open, accompany Cui Yi after watching the Spring Festival Gala back to his residence, he put the red envelope under the pillow.

It's past 0 o'clock, and the sound of firecrackers outside is not too dense.

Yan hang stood on the balcony, looking out at the mountain wrapped in light smoke.

Another year has passed.

It's a year that will never be forgotten.

He lit a cigarette and sat down on the chair beside him. He was absorbed in the night sky. He gently touched the small stone on his ankle with his fingers and touched the rope on it to check whether it was worn.

However, the rope picked by junior one is just like others. It's very thick. Except for a little fluffy, everything is in good condition.

First day of junior high school.

Yan hang put his legs on the edge of the balcony and looked at the little stone.

What are you doing now?Xiao Li barbecue.

On the first day of junior high school, he was lying on the bed. During the Spring Festival, the martial arts center was closed. He didn't have to go to school or martial arts center, so he had to stay at home.

There were firecrackers outside, which made a very lively sound.

Only his family didn't even buy firecrackers this year.

Xiao Li barbecue.

This is the first city he found. He can't remember any more. In a word, except for the words he wrote down, it's all Xiao Li barbecues from all over the country.

Where is Yan hang?

Is it in the next Xiao Li barbecue, or in those Xiao Li barbecues on the notebook?

Where is Yan hang? Where is Yan hang? Yan Hang is in Xiao Li's barbecue

In the first day of junior high school, I kept singing like a band.

This is the sixth Xiao Li barbecue today.

On the first day of junior high school, I sighed and pointed into the photo of Xiaoli barbecue.

A bunch of barbecues.

All kinds of meat, all kinds of dishes, all kinds of seafood

Then there is a door with red paint. There are four black words on the door, Xiao Li barbecue.

The first time I took a look, my hand shook suddenly.

Yan Hang is there, Xiao Li barbecue!!!!!!!