Hearing Yang Yanli's sarcasm, Song Yan burnt with anger. He swore he must make something of himself in the future.
Song Yan ate his food as fast as he could. Then he dropped his bowl and chopsticks and said, "Aunt, Xue, I'm full. I'm going to school now."
Yang Yanli dropped her chopsticks heavily on the table and said coldly, "Are you blowing up at me?"
Song Yan took a deep breath to restrain his anger and said, "I'm leaving."
Song Yan strode toward the door. The reason that he swallowed insult and humiliation silently was not because he was a coward, but because his uncle was kind to him and he didn't want to put his uncle in an awkward position.
"What an ungrateful boy…Xue, look at him. We've paid his tuition fee and living expenses, but he doesn't respect me at all." Yang Yanli taunted.
Hearing Yang Yanli's words, Song Yan paused. But he said nothing and walked out of the house.
Song Yan felt much relieved after leaving his uncle's house. The atmosphere in the house was oppressive.
He had made up his mind that after the college entrance exam, he would find a job to pay the tuition fee. He didn't want to spend his uncle's money anymore. He was afraid that he might go mad one day because of Yang Yanli.
Song Yan took a deep breath and put aside all the troubles. After all, it was more important for him to earn the Fame points.
At the Zhao Boxing School.
After Song Yan arrived, he saw Zhao Xiaoyu was fighting with two students on the boxing ring. It was a one-sided blow rather than a fight.
"Song Yan!" Zhao Xiaoyu shouted.
After she saw Song Yan, she had no interest in playing with the two students. She raised her leg and sent them flying. The students fell off the ring. There were cushions around the ring. They wouldn't get hurt.
"Song Yan, fight with me." Zhao Xiaoyu curled her index finger. She felt bad as she lost out to him last time. She always wanted to fight with Song Yan and defeat him, but Song Yan hadn't come to the Boxing School for several days. Today, she finally had the opportunity.
Song Yan was here for Fame points. Even if Zhao Xiaoyu didn't challenge him, he would find an opportunity to fight with her.
"Okay. Wait a minute. Let me change my clothes first." Song Yan smiled to Zhao Xiaoyu, and went to the locker room.
Watching Song Yan's figure, Zhao Xiaoyu ground her teeth and clenched her fists, "Dude, I'll teach you a lesson today."
Song Yan changed his clothes and returned to the boxing ring soon. The boxing ring was already surrounded by students. It was the weekend, and there were about 60 students in the School.
Song Yan was elated to see so many students off the ring as he would gain many Fame points.
"Song Yan, you will win the competition as along as you can survive ten movements. But I have one condition." Zhao Xiaoyu raised her index finger and gave a cunning smile.
"I don't agree with that." Song Yan shook his head.
"You are a coward." Zhao Xiaoyu was enraged by Song Yan's words.
"Don't get me wrong. I accept the challenge. As long as you defeat me, I'll accept your request." Song Yan smiled.
Zhao Xiaoyu went blank for a moment. Then, she sneered, "Song Yan, you are being so arrogant."
Song Yan answered seriously, "A real man never goes back on his words. But if you lose, you have to accept my request."