I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 560 After this fight, you'll be completely different (5200)

"Her face is hard to model? No problem, now Yugo uses digital human modeling instead of motion capture."

"Micron-level 3D optical scanning, no motion capture patch required..."

"You've been filming for half a month, and you still haven't gotten used to it?"

"These two are key characters in the storyline of the game. As long as the game is still running, you'll be able to collect royalties. Isn't that great?"

"What's wrong with Director Chen? Director Chen is great! The Promise was bad because of its bad plot, but his taste is fine, right? Besides, that's exactly the kind of pretentious energy he's got..."

"For the Wei Ao and Sui Yi instance, the grand scenes with heavenly soldiers and generals could be handled by Zhang Guoshi; he excels at that..."

"Me? It'll probably take another hour, wait a little longer, don't rush, be good..."

"Alright then, I'll send you a location..."

Fang Yu was chatting on the phone when she arrived at the Jianxiang Bridge Citizen Fitness Square next door after walking only a few steps.

Jianxiang Bridge is an overpass near the National University. It's quite old. Back then, no auxiliary roads or parking lots were planned under the bridge. Instead, this space was used to build a rather large sports field.

There are five or six basketball courts alone, as well as several tennis and badminton courts, all of which are free.

When Fang Yu was in high school, Fang Daqiang had also played basketball here. After Fang Yu went to university, he came less often because this place was too close to the National University and he was afraid of being seen by his son.

Luo Ziming glanced nervously at Fang Yu, who was on the phone. He subconsciously reached into his pocket, about to take out his phone, but then put it back. He hesitated for a moment, as if he was about to say something, when Lu Xuechang pulled him aside.

"Are you fucking chickening out? Trying to tell Lao Fang to drop the matter?"

Lu Xuechang said in a low voice.

Luo Ziming blushed and whispered, "It's not that I'm a coward, it's just that I'm afraid my actions will implicate you. This guy is too cunning. What if he reports it to the police...? Old Fang is practically a public figure now. It wouldn't be good if he caused a scandal, would it?"

Upon hearing Luo Ziming's words, Lu Xuechang punched Luo Ziming with a "Duang!" and lowered his voice, saying with exasperation, "Are you an idiot? Old Fang is standing up for you, and you're telling him not to pursue this?"

"Is Lao Fang afraid you'll get implicated? If there's really a problem, which of us can't take the blame for Lao Fang?"

"Think about how Lao Huang acted when Lao Fang stood up for him last time?"

Luo Ziming was taken aback and secretly glanced at Fang Yu, who was on the phone with someone.

He naturally believed in the bond between the classmates. Both he and Lu Xuechang knew very well that Fang Yu was probably the biggest connection they had in their lives.

While we joke around as we please, even if we speak without thinking, we're sure neither of us will mind, and it can actually deepen our relationship.

However, if they can't make sense of crucial matters, they might gradually disappear from each other's lives over time.

That's how his father was.

His father, Luo Jun, had a son late in life, in his late thirties, and is now almost sixty.

When Luo Jun was young, he worked in the same unit as a certain bigwig, and the two had a very good relationship at the time.

Even after the boss was transferred to another region, the two continued to communicate.

At that time, he wasn't considered a big shot yet; he was already a rising star.

Even after arriving in Xinhao, the boss still thought about his old brothers. He asked his father to apply for a part-time, full-time master's program at a university in Xinhao. After completing the program, he would find a way to transfer his father to Xinhao.

At that time, Luo Ziming was still in his mother's womb. His father thought about it for a long time, but his mother disagreed, so he gave up.

In the following years, the bigwig took the initiative to find two or three more opportunities for his father, but he failed to take them all due to various problems.

As a result, the two gradually drifted apart, and by the time the big shot was promoted to the second rank, they had not been in contact for many years.

When he was in high school, his father would often sigh and lament after having a few drinks, regretting that he hadn't seized the opportunity back then.

If he had seized just one of these opportunities, he wouldn't be nearing retirement and still only a deputy section chief.

In a person's life, there are actually very few opportunities that can change their destiny. Once you miss them, they are gone forever, and the opportunity will never come again.

Like most wealthy people, their wealth was not earned through decades of hard work in business, but rather through seizing one or two big opportunities that led to sudden riches.

Running a company is mostly about surviving until the next opportunity arises.

If you persevere, you'll be able to reach the next level.

If you can't survive, you'll slowly die.

My father wasted his life because he missed an opportunity.

And what about yourself?

Before graduating from university, he was already an E-level executive at BlackRock's subsidiary, with over a billion Zhou RMB in cash and stock, achieving financial freedom early on.

What have I done?

Nothing was done!

It's just because Lao Fang is my roommate and brother!

What am I doing now?
Lao Fang stood up for me, but I was the one holding him back?
Luo Ziming was only a little timid because of his inferiority complex, but he was not stupid. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

As a child, due to his mother's hoarding and stinginess, he was the butt of jokes among his classmates for a long time, and anyone could bully him.

It can be said that he was bullied growing up, and the situation only improved slightly when he entered high school.

They were no longer being beaten, but the ridicule, mockery, and isolation did not decrease.

Bullying is not limited to physical violence; verbal and attitudinal violence is also a form of violence.

His performative personality and quick-draw technique are actually a reaction to bullying, using exaggerated performances to cover up his inferiority complex and compensate for his self-esteem.

He was afraid of being ignored and trampled on, so he desperately tried to gain attention.

After entering university, he became aware of his problem in this area and has been working hard to overcome it.

But Rome wasn't built in a day, and when faced with a real situation, it's still hard to control the embarrassment and fear deep inside.

"What if... we can't win?"

Luo Ziming glanced at Yang Rui, who was sitting opposite him, wearing only a turtleneck sweater and no feathers, with a hint of fear.

He was almost ten centimeters shorter than Yang Rui, and just by looking at their physiques, they were not even in the same league.

"Old Luo, didn't you ask me before how to change my mindset?"

Suddenly, Luo Ziming heard Fang Yu's voice. He turned around and saw that Fang Yu had finished the call sometime earlier.

"Having the courage to face intense conflict is the first step in changing one's mindset."

"The best way for a man to grow is to muster the courage to fight back against those who bully him."

"Maybe after this fight, you'll be completely different."

Fang Yu reached out and patted Luo Ziming on the shoulder, saying meaningfully.

Luo Ziming paused, seemingly lost in thought, but still appeared somewhat timid.

"Let me show you something."

Seeing this, Fang Yu opened his phone and handed it to Luo Ziming.

After watching for a few seconds, Luo Ziming's expression changed drastically!

While they were whispering amongst themselves, Yang Rui was getting impatient.

"Hey, are you guys going to fight or not? If you're scared, just say so. It's okay. Just remember not to act tough next time."

Yang Rui glanced at Luo Ziming with disdain, then turned his gaze to Fang Yu, his eyes filled with hatred and apprehension.

He had never been so humiliated in his life. No one had ever dared to tell him to his face that they wanted to cheat on him!
After all, he was just a young man of eighteen or nineteen. In a moment of impulse, he slammed his fist on the table and agreed to the fight.

Hearing Yang Rui's provocation, Luo Ziming gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, glanced at Fang Yu, and then turned to Yang Rui: "Come on!"

After saying that, Luo Ziming pursed his lips, took two steps forward, stopped a little over a meter away from Yang Rui, and stiffly jumped twice on the spot.

Yang Rui was somewhat surprised to see this.

Previously, Luo Ziming had left him with the impression of being a typical stupid good student who looked easy to bully.

His favorite thing since childhood was to bully good students who only knew how to study.

So what if you're good at studying? I'll slap you across the face and you won't dare utter a sound. Even after you graduate, when you go back to your hometown for the New Year, you'll be so scared that you'll take a detour if you see me from afar. Aren't you an idiot?
Besides, look at you, you little chick, I could beat you into calling me grandpa with just two punches.

I never expected that this guy surnamed Luo would actually dare to come over.

Haha, you think you have someone surnamed Fang backing you up, huh?
That guy surnamed Fang seems like a tough nut to crack; he even dared to say he wanted to cuckold me?

Hey, after I beat this idiot surnamed Luo up, tomorrow I'll have Lin Zihan go to your school and report you for having sex with her.

Still want to graduate? Go eat shit!
As for that guy surnamed Lu, he looks respectable, so he probably has some money. If we take him down too, we can probably squeeze at least tens of thousands of yuan out of him.

Seeing Luo Ziming's stiff posture, Yang Rui revealed a disdainful expression, raised his chin, and casually beckoned to Luo Ziming with his finger: "Look at you, you little chick, I'll let you make the first move."

Upon hearing this, Luo Ziming became even more nervous.

He only has two points of experience in fighting.

First, run.

Second, squat down on the ground with your head in your hands.

He had no experience in hitting people, but he was very experienced in being hit. When he was asked to attack Yang Rui, he didn't know how to move for a moment. He could only learn from watching Fang Yu and Ma Da's match and keep jumping around Yang Rui.

"Hurry up! I need to catch my flight after I'm done dealing with you." Yang Rui said impatiently. "Are you a kangaroo? If you don't make a move, don't blame me for making the first one."

After saying that, Yang Rui threw a punch at Luo Ziming's glasses.

Seeing Yang Rui's actions, Fang Yu couldn't help but shake his head.

They talk a big game, but they're nothing but rubbish.

He has no strength, no speed, no skill, and his fighting experience is probably less than his sexual experience.

Even if it were Li Yuxuan, Xiao Ai's classmate back then, he could probably beat Yang Rui to a pulp if they really fought.

It would be perfect for Mega Man to practice with.

Whether Lao Luo can take this opportunity to transform himself depends on whether he himself wants to change.

However, compared to him, Mega Man is even more useless. If the other party is more than ten centimeters taller than you, why don't you rush into his arms and wait to get beaten up?
Seeing Yang Rui's punch coming, Luo Ziming hurriedly dodged. Yang Rui was using his right fist, and Luo Ziming could easily dodge it by simply shaking his head to the right.

However, because Luo Ziming was too flustered and dodged in the wrong direction, his movements were too exaggerated. The eyeglasses were still swept by Yang Rui's fist and flew out sideways.

Luo Ziming, who has 400 degrees of myopia and astigmatism, saw his glasses fly off and frantically waved his arms. He instinctively turned his head to look for his glasses. Yang Rui grinned maliciously, grabbed Luo Ziming's collar, and slapped him across the face.

"Snapped!"

Luo Ziming grabbed Yang Rui's arm, trying to break free, but his leg was tripped by Yang Rui's left leg.

Yang Rui simply pressed down with his right hand and stretched out his left leg, causing Luo Ziming to instantly lose his balance and fall to the ground.

Lu Xuechang covered his face in disbelief.

It was only one exchange, and Lao Luo, you've already been taken down by this little brat.

"Old Fang, I'm going..."

Lu Xuechang was about to go up and help, but Fang Yu stopped him.

"Nothing will go wrong, let Lao Luo handle it himself."

Lu Xuechang looked puzzled.

Lao Luo can handle this himself? Can he even manage it? I know nothing bad will happen, but we're brothers after all, I can't just stand by and watch Lao Luo get beaten up, can I?
This guy surnamed Yang almost slapped Locke's face until it was swollen.

Yang Rui then straddled Luo Ziming, pressing down on Luo Ziming's neck with his left hand and slapping Luo Ziming's face repeatedly with his right.

"Are you satisfied?"

"Snapped!"

"Are you satisfied?"

"Snapped!"

"Dissatisfied?"

"Snapped!"

"Look at you, you think you can pick up girls? You dare to hit on my girl? Take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? You're asking for it!"

"Crack! Crack!"

"Call me Grandpa!"

"No?"

"Don't cover your face, you hear me? The more you cover, the harder I'll hit you!"

"Damn it! You won't listen to me, will you?"

"Oh, you still have some strength? Well, that's no use!"

With a desperate struggle, Luo Ziming went from lying down to crawling, and Yang Rui was also thrown off Luo Ziming.

But immediately afterward, before Luo Ziming could even get up, Yang Rui used his knee to press against the back of Luo Ziming's neck and his right hand to strangle Luo Ziming's neck from the front.

Yang Rui looked up, panting, and the other party raised his chin: "See? I won."

Fang Yu remained expressionless: "He hasn't admitted defeat yet."

Yang Rui almost laughed in anger: "Fine, then I'll beat him until he admits defeat! Don't blame me if anything goes wrong."

After saying that, Yang Rui grabbed his right wrist with his left hand and squeezed it hard.

"Admit your mistake and I'll let you go."

"Do you still dare?"

"She's pretty stubborn."

Luo Ziming's face was flushed red from being strangled, his eyes were bulging, and even his lips were turning blue. He gritted his teeth and continued to struggle, but his struggles were becoming weaker and weaker.

I admit defeat, I can't win.

Luo Ziming recalled scenes from his childhood.

I tried to fight back then, but every time I did, I was beaten even harder.

I...I can't...I can't win...

It's just that Yang Rui's naked choke technique was too substandard; otherwise, Luo Ziming would have lost consciousness long ago.

"Was your buddy deliberately messing with you?"

“Look at you, I’ve beaten you up like this, and none of your buddies came to help you.”

Yang Rui, panting, wore a bullying expression: "A coward like you probably doesn't have any real brothers. Who would respect you?"

"Oh, bah!"

Yang Rui spat at Luo Ziming's face as he turned to the side.

Feeling the smoothness on his face and hearing Yang Rui's insults, Luo Ziming seemed to vaguely see the scenes of being ridiculed by his classmates in those years, and a surge of blood rushed to his head!
I'm not a coward!

I don't want to be a coward!

Suddenly, Luo Ziming felt a tingling sensation all over his body, as if a string in his mind had been plucked.

"Roar~ Ah!"

Luo Ziming couldn't help but let out a roar and pushed off the ground with both hands.

Suddenly, Yang Rui felt a tremendous force coming from under his legs. Before he could react, he was knocked to the ground by Luo Ziming.

"Fuck you!"

Luo Ziming's eyes were bloodshot, his muscles were trembling, and white steam rose from his head in the cold air. To everyone's astonishment, he punched Yang Rui, who had just gotten up, on the shoulder.

"Ah~~~~~"

Yang Rui let out a shrill scream, staggered back a few steps, and bent over, clutching his arm.

"Grass mud horse!"

With a leap, Luo Ziming rushed in front of Yang Rui, grabbed Yang Rui's collar just like Yang Rui had done to him before, and slapped him across the face.

"Pfft!" Yang Rui immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling all his teeth loose and his head buzzing.

Lu Xuechang and Huang Xiang were both dumbfounded.

Mega Man has gone berserk? Chakra eruption?

Even if he went berserk, where did he get such strength?
Could it be a final burst of energy before he dies?
Fang Yu smiled slightly.

Mega Man has indeed broken through.

After teaching the Buffett training method to his three adopted sons in the dormitory, Luo Ziming's progress was not the fastest at first; Lu Xuechang's was.

However, after Luo Ziming mastered the trick, his progress quickly surpassed that of Huang Xiang and Lu Xuechang. He had been hovering at the critical point for some time, but had not yet broken through the critical value of 12 mental strength.

Luo Ziming's inferiority complex makes it difficult for him to unleash genuine anger; when faced with problems, he mostly just sulks and becomes dejected.

Now, after being humiliated by the petty thug Yang Rui, Luo Ziming finally erupted in genuine anger.

This rage successfully ignited his spiritual power, and the invisible barrier was instantly broken, with the essence of life continuously flowing back into him from the magic network!

Yang Rui's two classmates' expressions changed when Yang Rui was lifted up. They were about to go up and help when they heard two lazy words in their ears.

"do not move."

The two looked up and saw the tall, strong boy opposite them giving them a half-smile. A huge sense of fear instantly overwhelmed them.

The two stood frozen in place, not daring to make any further moves.

"Yang Rui!" Lin Zihan ran over anxiously, shielding Yang Rui and glaring angrily at Luo Ziming.

"Don't hit him!"

"Go away!"

Without hesitation, Luo Ziming waved his hand, and Lin Zihan was pushed away by Luo Ziming like a piece of paper, a full meter away.

Lin Zihan was stunned.

Get out of here?

What, get out of here?

Those with dark blue dots, get out of here?

How can he be so strong? Did he really add some super-strength?
No, how dare he talk to me like that?
"You're not allowed to hit me? Why didn't you say no when he hit me just now?"

Luo Ziming sneered.

"I'd like to ask you, what did I do wrong? Yes, I wanted to date you before, but did you tell me you had a boyfriend?"

"After I found out, did I pester you relentlessly?"

"Your boyfriend cheated me out of money, didn't you know? How dare you come to us asking to change your number?"

"Why didn't you say anything when your boyfriend came to provoke you at Yihecheng just now?"

"You know your boyfriend is having affairs with many women, yet you still defend him like this. I think you're just a slut."

"Don't you know why your boyfriend brought these two people here? You guys... fuck!"

"I seriously doubt how someone with your IQ got into a national university."

"Pooh!"

Luo Ziming ignored Lin Zihan, whose face flushed red and then turned pale, and spat heavily on Yang Rui's face.

Yang Rui's face was contorted in pain: "Let go... I give up... I've broken my bones... damn it..."

(End of this chapter)