when i have experience

Chapter 375
Chen Xing walked to the gate of the stage. Outside the gate is the stadium. This is the largest stadium in Nur-Sultan. Not everyone can rent this stadium for competitions, and it can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators. .

But Monroe can.

With Monroe's name and the negotiation of the boxing organization, there is no problem in renting the largest gymnasium in Nur-Sultan.

Standing at the door, Chen Xing could feel the voices of people outside. The sound insulation effect of this door was very good, but Chen Xing, who was standing at the door at the moment, could still feel the sound outside the door.

He had heard the news a long time ago that the huge stadium, with seats for tens of thousands of people, had all been sold out.

Chen Xing himself knows how many of them are Chinese, how many are Kazakhs, and how many are from other countries who love boxing.

With one hand on Chen Xing's shoulder, Chen Xing slowly turned his head to see Uncle Xing's face. Uncle Xing nodded to him. Behind him, everyone from Fengwei Boxing Club had already stood in place, and there were many media Waiting here with the machine.

Chen Xing turned his head to look at the closed backstage door, he was also waiting.

Waiting for the moment when the door opens.

"Audience, are you ready?!" The host in a black suit shouted to the empty auditorium with a microphone on the boxing ring. The huge gymnasium was densely packed with people. Swinging in the stadium can barely cover the noise of the audience.

Chen Xing, who was separated from the backstage door, smiled slightly when he heard the shout, as if he wanted to see through the opaque backstage door.

Also smiling slightly was Monroe who was preparing in another backstage room. This time, Monroe was also standing behind the backstage door waiting, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly when he heard the sound.

Quite simply, the presenter speaks Kazakh.

How many world boxing championships in history were hosted in Kazakh?Presumably the answer is already clear.

"Ready!" The second after the host finished speaking, the enthusiastic Kazakhs made the host understand the truth that the microphone is not necessarily useful.

The host standing on the ring felt surrounded by sound waves, his legs in black suit pants softened and he almost sat down. Fortunately, he is not a young host, and he still has the ability to adapt, so he held on .

"Okay, then, I announce that the battle for the middleweight world gold belt of the IBF Boxing League will take place soon!" The host continued to raise his voice, letting the exhaled breath continue to support he stands.

The feedback of the host's words was the hustle and bustle of the audience, and this group of people did not hesitate to create the excitement of the scene.

Whether they support the national general or simply love boxing, at this moment, they gave their reactions without hesitation, and the whole scene was full of voices, as if boiling.

Seeing that he had created this effect with just a few words, the host nodded and was very satisfied. Although he knew that this situation had nothing to do with his personal hosting skills, it would be the same with other people, but he should be happy.

"So, now, let's invite Red Horn, a former boxing champion from China, a talented young player who once held a WBO super welterweight gold belt, Chen Xing!" The host in a black suit shouted with.

As the host said the last Kazakh word, the BGM sounded from the road, and the exciting accompaniment resounded in the stadium, barely covering the din of the audience.

This kind of exciting bgm is actually quite familiar to the audience, but they just can't remember where they heard it.From this bgm, we can also see the difference between professional boxing matches and amateur boxing matches.

You said that in national-level competitions, when selecting boxers for the Olympic Games, a popular stirring music will be played when the boxers come out. Is this appropriate?

It's inappropriate and not rigorous enough, let alone the Olympics. This is where the national anthem is played. It's inappropriate and not rigorous for you to play this thing.

But professional boxing doesn't matter, business is the main thing.

Accompanied by the sound of passionate music, the door in front of Chen Xing opened, without obstruction, the whole gymnasium was in front of his eyes, with layers of seats, densely packed audience, and countless voices.

The venue this time was not as dark as it was when he first held the World Boxing Stand. That match was basically focused on the boxing ring with lights, making them the only bright place in the entire stadium.

Today, the gymnasium in Nur-Sultan is not dark at all. Large pieces of transparent glass let in large swathes of sunlight, making the entire gymnasium as bright as an outdoor place.

The backstage door was opened, and there were two strong men in bodyguard uniforms standing in front of the door. Since they were wearing these clothes, there was no need to say anything about what they were doing.

It's the bodyguard.

This was not hired by Chen Xing, but hired by the boxing alliance organization to help Chen Xing open the way to the boxing ring. After all, no one knows if there will be "enthusiastic" spectators rushing out to stop the boxer.

A boxer can finish the opponent with one punch and then continue walking, but this kind of behavior is obviously inappropriate, so the existence of this kind of bodyguard is very useful.

Two strong bodyguards opened the way, and Chen Xing followed behind the two bodyguards, and behind Chen Xing was the staff group of the entire Fengwei Boxing Club, and many media were filming.

The voice in the arena suddenly weakened, and the reason was because of Chen Xing's appearance.

Chen Xing under the boxing robe and hat smiled slightly, what's going on, it feels harder than going to M country, away game, this is the away game.

Chen Xing casually sighed and walked towards the ring.

He, Chen Xing, will not change in any way because of the applause of the world.

Won't!
The blackness in Chen Xing's eyes was converging, and the pupils that had always been calm in the ancient well were blown up by the wind at this moment, rushing out of the well mouth, converging into a black tornado.

"Okay, here we can finally see that the pride of our country, the talented boxer, Chen Xing has already appeared, and he is wearing the familiar gold-red dragon pattern boxing robe again. It seems that boxer Chen Xing is quite a nostalgic person." Huang Kai hoped for the stars and hoped for the moon, finally he was looking forward to Chen Xing's appearance.

He and Xiong Zixiang didn't know how long they had been chatting, even saying hello to the audience for the second time, it was obvious that they had run out of things to say.

Seeing Chen Xing come out now, they were happier than anything else.

"That's right, I actually thought this boxing gown was very handsome last time, and I don't know who designed it." The scene switched to the scene instead of the broadcasting room of the two. Xiong Zixiang relaxed a lot, and his tone of speech was floating A little bit, and the sitting posture is not very correct.

(End of this chapter)