But at his most frantic moment, a soft, white hand was placed on his.
The woman he shielded beneath him had eyes brimming with tears, and deep within them lay a profound worry.
She said, "Sheng Sheng, please, don't be impulsive."
The murderous intent receded like a tide, and Wei Mosheng suddenly regained his senses.
He released the beer bottle, held Jiang Yuan tightly, and didn't utter another sound.
Yu Tang didn't receive a knock on the door from Wei Mosheng until three days later.
When I opened the door, I saw a skinny boy wearing a faded hoodie and light-colored sweatpants, and the bruises on his face had only increased.
He frowned: "What happened to the injury on your face?"
"Why does it look worse after just a few days of rest?"
"It's nothing..." Wei Mosheng didn't plan to tell Yu Tang that he had been bedridden for two days after that day, and had only just felt a little better today, so he rushed over.
Because he didn't want to talk about his family in front of outsiders, and he didn't want to receive Yu Tang's false sympathy.
“You said you’d teach me boxing for free that day.” He rolled up his sleeves and looked at Yu Tang. “But I don’t want to owe you anything.”
"Once I've finished my training and won the competition, I'll repay you the reward you deserve."
Chapter 5
Died for the villain for the first time (05)
Yu Tang sighed and put on a sad expression: "Are you in such a hurry to distance yourself from me?"
Wei Mosheng didn't expect him to ask that question.
I was momentarily stunned.
Her firm tone softened: "No... I just don't want to owe you anything..."
“Alright, alright…” Yu Tang interrupted him: “I know, you can pay it back if you want, but that will have to wait until you finish your studies.”
He pulled Wei Mosheng in and began to pinch Wei Mosheng's body with his hands.
Starting from the shoulders, moving down to the chest, waist, abdomen, thighs, and calves.
What are you doing?
Wei Mosheng's voice was low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible tremor.
On the one hand, it was the pain from his old injury, and on the other hand, it made him feel uncomfortable being touched by a stranger.
Yu Tang frowned and asked him, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt..."
Yu Tang pressed his hand on the boy's waist and abdomen with slight force.
"Hiss..." Wei Mosheng immediately gasped for breath, then quickly held it in.
"Stubborn..."
Wei Mosheng gritted his teeth and brushed Yu Tang's hand away: "I came here to practice boxing, not to let you feel my bones. If you don't want to teach me, then forget it."
Yu Tang chuckled at him: "You're throwing a tantrum again."
He stood up: "You're too thin, and your injury hasn't healed. You're not suitable for boxing."
He glanced at his watch; it was nine in the morning.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
Just as Wei Mosheng was about to refute Yu Tang's claim that he couldn't practice boxing, he heard this.
He paused for a moment, then said, "I ate..."
What did you eat?
"You have to tell me what we eat?" Yu Tang saw Wei Mosheng's expression and knew that the child might really be getting annoyed.
So he put on a serious expression and earnestly lectured him: "For a boxer, his body is his capital."
Without a strong and healthy physique, the chances of winning a boxing match are almost zero.
"If you want to make money in this line of work, you have to listen to me from now on. Get your body in good shape before you can start seriously training in boxing."
“Little friend…” Yu Tang and Wei Mosheng looked at each other: “Boxing isn’t about being fearless of death to have the last laugh. You still have a lot to learn.”
Wei Mosheng remained silent for a long time this time.
He finally answered Yu Tang: "I ate an egg."
Perhaps feeling a little embarrassed about himself just now, he pursed his lips and said, "And don't call me a kid."
"I'm nineteen now, and I have my own name."
"My name is Wei Mosheng."
“Then I’ll call you Asheng from now on.” Yu Tang smiled at him. “I just realized I haven’t introduced myself to you yet.”
“My name is Yu Tang. You can call me Brother Tang, just like they do.”
After saying that, he took the remote control from the coffee table and handed it to Wei Mosheng: "You watch TV for a while, I'm going to make some food. I haven't had breakfast either, so you can have another meal with me."
"I... I don't need it." Wei Mosheng stood up, but Yu Tang pressed him back down.
"Sit still and wait, or I won't teach you boxing."
Wei Mosheng had no choice but to sit down.
While waiting, he observed the interior layout.
It looks like a low-rent apartment, but it's very clean and tidy, and the furniture has a warm color scheme.
Just like the feeling he had towards Yu Tang...
He still remembered how those sweaty, grotesque men looked at him when he entered the underground boxing ring that day.
They mocked him, ridiculing him for looking like a woman.
But Yu Tang never mocked him once from beginning to end.
They also did not comment on his appearance.
She continued to help him like this.
The heart, which had been encased in ice for years, eventually melted a little.
Wei Mosheng thought that perhaps Yu Tang really was a good person.
[Ding—Wei Mosheng's favorability +10, current favorability 12, please keep up the good work, host!]
Yu Tang, far away in the kitchen: ?
Chapter 6
Died for the villain for the first time (06)
Yu Tang was puzzled.
He asked the system: "System, what did he imagine? How did his favorability suddenly increase so much?"
"Master! Host, you called me Master!"
The system suddenly got excited: "[Did you give me this nickname?!]"
Yu Tang: Uh, whatever you like.
I love it!
After the system finished its excitement, it finally answered Yu Tang's question: "The villain's favorability is universally acknowledged by the Time and Space Administration as both the hardest and easiest to raise."
[Because their personalities are unpredictable, and the things they're sensitive to are rather peculiar, sometimes their value will rise rapidly for no apparent reason, and sometimes it will plummet to zero for no apparent reason, but host, don't worry.]
Wei Mosheng is still a teenager and hasn't truly become a monster yet. As long as you treat him with genuine kindness, his affection for you will increase rapidly.
Yu Tang understood.
Seeing Wei Mosheng in his current predicament, Yu Tang was reminded of himself when he was a teenager.
He won the Best Actor award at the age of 28, but ten years ago he was just a college dropout with nothing but passion.
He struggled and persevered, earning money to support his family while pursuing his dreams.
From an extra and cannon fodder to a movie star.
Only they themselves know the hardships they endured.
Therefore, he never judges people based on prejudice. Moreover, he has almost perfect life skills. Even living alone, he can take very good care of himself.
He made soy milk with a blender, then took out some bread slices that the original owner had left in the refrigerator and made sandwiches. He also washed a plate of cherry tomatoes and brought them over.
"Ah Sheng, time to eat."
Wei Mosheng wasn't quite used to this form of address yet, and he sat down at the dining table with a somewhat restrained expression.
He picked up the sandwich, said thank you, and started eating, his manners very refined.
Yu Tang observed him out of the corner of his eye.
I discovered that this kid is really extremely handsome.
He has a limited vocabulary, so he has to use words to describe it.
Wei Mosheng was more beautiful than any of the modern actresses who had worked with him.
But if you were to call him a sissy...
Yu Tang recalled the wolf-like look in Wei Mosheng's eyes when he tightened his grip on Wang Zhi's neck in the boxing ring yesterday, and then thought of the ruthless Wei family head in the file, and immediately dismissed the idea.
“Practicing boxing is also a form of fitness training. You need to combine it with a proper diet to build muscle and improve your body’s functions.” Yu Tang took a sip of soy milk: “From now on, you will eat the same three meals as me. After a week, we will add physical training.”
Wei Mosheng paused in his eating: "I'll pay for your meal."
"Pfft..." Yu Tang couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you so concerned about money, kid?"
Wei Mosheng felt a burning sensation in his ears.