Flame Covers the Sky[Entertainment]

Xing Tian felt that he was quite boring, like a frizzy young man who fell in love for the first time, and after suffering a little bit of a big blow, he began to act in the scene of crying, making trouble, and hanging himself, using various low-end methods to attract Yan Zixiao. Notice.Although he hated himself in his heart, seeing Yan Zixiao approaching the door on his own initiative, his bad mood dissipated immediately.

"How can you upload...a photo with my profile picture on Moments?"

"That's my selfie, it has nothing to do with Yan Zhi."

"delete it."

"I don't want it." Xing Tian showed his domineering self: "Why do I post photos like □□?"

"you……"

"If Wei Ge hadn't banned it, I'd like to post one on Weibo."

Yan Zixiao asked coldly: "Then have you thought about the consequences?"

"Think about it, if I confess to you publicly, the worst result is that my sexual orientation will be exposed and I won't be able to be an artist. Someone dares to argue with me."

Yan Zi Xiao said: "Twisted melons are not sweet."

"It's bitter, and it's sweet to me. Director Yan, you and I are in different groups in the wrestling competition tomorrow, but we can meet in the final. If you win, I will delete the photo."

"I don't want to play this boring game with you."

"This is not a game, it's a duel between men. Fists are more useful than mouths. Doesn't Yanzhi have the confidence to win me?"

Yan Zixiao has seen Xing Tian's combat power before, and it is even better than him, but he is not timid: "Okay, but I have to add another rule, I won you, we are friends of gentlemen, you don't talk about things in the future Go beyond your duty."

Xing Tian stretched out his palm, "I promise you. What if I win?"

"You won, you made a request." Yan Zixiao said generously.

Xing Tian's eyes lit up.

"I won't let you win." Yan Zixiao stretched out his hand and touched the palms of Xing Tian.

The oath takes effect.

******

In the early morning of the next day, Xing Tian was awakened by a strange horn sound.

A white light came out from the entrance of the yurt, Xing Tian rubbed his eyes, and A Xu rushed in rashly: "Boss, wake up, don't sleep."

"What time is it?" Xing Tian is in the fourth group, and the game time is about 11:[-] noon.

"It's past 9 o'clock. I just finished the opening ceremony. The residents of this town are really awesome. Everyone rushed to watch the game in a carriage early in the morning. The scene is already crowded with people, and there are many entertainment reporters and tourists from other places to join in the fun."

"It hurts to be idle."

"And the boss's fan support club is also here."

"!!!" This group of adolescent girls is really getting more and more crazy, chasing stars even to the border of the motherland.

"They should be from several nearby counties and cities. They seem to be middle school students. They are rehearsing slogans to cheer you up outside."

"Ah Xu, tell the show manager to send a few more security personnel to take care of these chicks, and prepare lunch and rest areas for them. I will arrange a meeting with them after the game is over!"

"I just guessed that the boss is reluctant to let your sweethearts (the nickname of Xing Tian's fans, Xing Tian read it backwards as a homophonic sweetheart) be wronged. I have already arranged this. Boss, you change your game clothes quickly and have breakfast first."

Xing Tian changed into the traditional costume of Kazakh wrestling, and the exotic dress made Xing Tian look different.

"Ah Xu, why are my clothes the same as yours?"

"Because I'm going to play too."

"Your fragile little body?"

"Well, Boss and I are of one mind. If Boss competes, of course I have to sign up."

"Ah Xu, wrestling is not a joke, in case you get injured in the arena..." Someone must have skinned me when I went back.

Zhu Xiaoxu said solemnly: "Boss, I have been practicing secretly these few days. If my opponent is too strong, I will automatically admit defeat!"

Xing Tian almost choked on the milk tea in his mouth.

The matter has come to this point, and there is no way to change it, Xing Tian perfunctory: "Then you work hard."

After breakfast, Xing Tian tidied up his belt and leggings, shook his shoulders, and opened the yurt. Immediately there was a wave of shouts and screams. Xing Tian looked at the prize in the center of the arena—a brown chestnut pony and a piece of fur. With shiny and majestic wolf fur, his eyes are full of desire for victory, and he walks towards the arena with high fighting spirit.

The rules of the Kazakh wrestling competition are simple. You only need to throw the opponent's back to the ground to win. Both young and old can participate. Therefore, it is one of the most popular folk sports in Xinjiang. It is very popular and popular among the local people. their square dance.

Yan Zixiao was in the second group in the preliminaries. The opponent was a Kazakh youth who had just passed the coming-of-age ceremony, named Bota. He was not as tall as Yan Zixiao, but he was very big, twice the size of Yan Zixiao. His clothes were stretched by his bulging muscles. Bulky, looking extremely explosive and destructive, Xing Tian stood on the sidelines watching, and couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat for Yan Zixiao.

Following the referee's order, Yan Zixiao entered the arena led by the elders of the tribe.

The audience kept shouting: "Hamanbayi—Ganabek—" This may be a way for the local people to cheer and cheer, and the atmosphere is hot and shocking.

Xing Tian covered his ears, and blinked his eyelashes lightly. His little Swallow could not lose to his opponent in terms of momentum. Xing Tian immediately asked A Xu to gather his sweetheart support club. This group of cute and beautiful girls is extremely efficient and special. In line with Xing Tian's request, he enthusiastically waved the flower stick in his hand and shouted in unison:

"Zixiao, Zixiao, stronger and higher, whoever belongs to the hero, will win Zixiao! Come on! Come on! Come on—come on—"

Yan Zixiao, including the Kazakh audience, looked back with strange expressions.

The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, Xing Tian was excited, and his whole body was boiling with enthusiasm.Regardless of his own image, he raised his fist and shouted with a red face, "Yan Zixiao, come on!"

"Come on! Come on! Come on!" The sweethearts agreed tacitly, cheering as boldly as the strong Kazakhs.

There was a smile on the corner of Yan Zixiao's mouth—this idiot.

A crisp whistle sounded next to his ears, and Yan Zixiao immediately tensed up, discarded distracting thoughts, and devoted all his energy to the upcoming fierce battle.

The match between Yanzixiao and Bota officially started.

Bota has an advantage over Yanzixiao in size and has been trained as a professional wrestler. He looks down on Yanzixiao, so as soon as the whistle fell, Bota rushed towards Yanzixiao ferociously like a strong and violent bull.

Yan Zixiao dodged nimbly, grabbed a gap, and tried to tear Bota's sleeve.Wrestling cannot be punched and kicked. In actual combat, what is more important is the confrontation of strength and skill.

Bota is not a fool with a simple mind and well-developed limbs. When he bumped forward, Yan Zixiao not only failed to restrain Bota, but was hit by Bota's hard body, causing chest pain.

The arena quickly entered a heated stage, and the audiences of the two races were more nervous and excited than the contestants.

"Hamanbai, Ganabek, Harmanbai, Ganabek!"

"Zi Xiao Zi Xiao, mighty one-on-one, defeat the opponent, the first Zi Xiao!" The slogan changed again.

Bota's attack was so fierce that he almost pushed Yanzixiao out of the arena. Yanzixiao seemed to be exhausted and unable to defend himself. Bota was anxious, reached out and hugged Yanzixiao's waist, and threw Yanzixiao to the grass. Seeing that Yan Zixiao's back was about to hit the ground, the next scene was frightening. Yan Zixiao used his own falling force to bring Bota's body to the ground, and then he turned over neatly and beautifully, pressing sideways while Bota was exposed to the opponent. The belly under the eyelids.

Bang—his body collided with the mud—Bota was lying on his back on the ground with his back on the ground, with a dazed expression on his face, not realizing what happened just now—

The audience closed their mouths in surprise, and the scene fell silent again.

Xing Tian's fist soared to the sky first, and there was undisguised admiration and joy in his shout: "Yan Zixiao, you are so handsome!"

The Han people present were very excited, especially the girls from the Sweetheart Support Club. When the referee raised Yan Zixiao's arm, they rushed into the arena happily. Yan Zixiao was surrounded like a hero, and accepted it at a loss. With the blessing and praise of the young girl.

Yan Zixiao successfully advanced to the next round of the group stage, he returned to the waiting room, and after a while, Xing Tian also came in.

"You're doing well."

"Generally, after all, I know martial arts."

"Hehe, then you have to go all out in the match with me, don't let the water go, or you will lose badly."

"Who loses and who wins is the final say on the field."

"Anyway, I will definitely win, Director Yan, don't forget our agreement."

"will not."

The two chatted one after another, until the speaker outside the yurt called Xing Tian to come on stage, and Xing Tian said, "Aren't you going to see it?"

Yan Zixiao put down the towel in his hand, and said coldly, "No."

Xing Tian felt uncomfortable, but he had to pretend that he didn't care about it. He spread his hands and said arrogantly: "If you don't go, you don't go, you think I care."

After Xing Tian left, Yan Zixiao still sat there with his eyes closed and rested, not thinking of watching Xing Tian's match at all.

******

Xing Tian was unlucky, and was assigned to the death group, and all his opponents were potential stocks that were expected to win.For example, Ai Baiyi, the player who faced him in the first match, once won the top three in the city (state) level wrestling competition.

Ai Baiyi's physique is stronger than Bota's, like a little giant, walking slowly from the crowd.Xing Tian is conceited, and Ai Baiyi is even more over the top, his nostrils are turned up, his eyes are disgusted, and he stares at the handsome boy who is half a head shorter than him.

The sweethearts looked frustrated and comforted their male gods one after another: "Brother Tian, ​​don't hold on."

The visitor was not kind, so Xing Tian took a deep breath and tried to calm his mind so that fans should not worry about himself.

At this time, Ai Baiyi shook his head, and said something in a whisper, which attracted the laughter of the strong Kazakhs around him.

Xing Tian couldn't understand Kazakhstan, so he asked the fans, "What did that stupid guy say?"

The fans are locals and know a little bit of minority languages.But they didn't want to translate this insulting and provocative statement to Xing Tian.

I'm gonna knock you sissy down soon!

The fans kept it secret, and Xing Tian also knew that it was not a good thing to say, he evoked a wicked smile, and his bright red lips parted gracefully--it was really shocking, Xing Tian actually took the dirty words that Ai Baiyi said to him , and repeated it verbatim to Ai Baiyi, causing an uproar at the scene.

Ai Baiyi was really angry, the veins on his forehead twitched violently.

Xing Tian stretched out his thumb and pointed at himself confidently, "Ba Zi Al Chi Ke (I, awesome)!!!"

Then Xing Tian pointed his thumb down, and was rushing towards Ai Baiyi, imitating Ai Baiyi's exaggerated rolling of his eyes: "Ao Zien (you, you are so annoying)!!!"

These incisive words were learned by Xing Tian from the local people in the past few days. I didn't expect that they would come in handy so soon. The sweethearts looked at each other, but they were all super dark in their hearts.In recent years, the local government has organized a series of activities to promote friendly exchanges between the ethnic minorities in order to develop the relationship between the Han nationality and the ethnic minorities. The Kazakh wrestling competition is one of the bridges. Some proud Kazakh players ridiculed and sarcastically.Although these remarks are not malicious, they will make people feel uncomfortable if they hear them too much, and they will hurt the feelings and self-esteem of Han people.But now, their idols stand up and fight back against these disharmonious voices for their compatriots. They are really proud. The fans' love for Xing Tian has begun to rise to the respect and admiration full of national feelings.

"Xing Tian Xing Tian, ​​both wise and brave, defeats the opponent, I love Xing Tian!"

"come on, come on, come on!!!"

Xing Tian picked out his ears and said with a smile: "Hey, girls don't change their applause."

The fans were in a mess, excitedly talking to each other, but what they said were heartwarming words like cheering up Xing Tian or telling Xing Tian to pay attention to safety.

"Don't worry, I will definitely win!"

"Come on, Brother Tian, ​​do what you can! We will always support you!"

Xing Tian smiled without saying a word, but turned his gaze to the yurt in the players' lounge.

Yanzixiao, here I come!