boxer to hollywood

At around nine o'clock, Link drove to Muscle Beach Gym for training.

Around ten o'clock, Emma Roberts also arrived with her training bag, saying she wanted to train with him.

Compared to before, he felt that Emma seemed to be more proactive, often deliberately making physical contact with him.

Emma had a petite, soft, and light figure, and she smelled good too. She would be a good date, but he hadn't dealt with his situation with Taylor yet, and he wasn't in the mood for flirting.

"Link, you're such a clueless guy."

By the boxing training ring, Oscar De La Hoya looked at Emma Roberts practicing boxing in the heavy bag area, then looked at Link who was drinking water next to her. "It's obvious Emma wants to ask you out, but you're here teaching her boxing. Making a Barbie doll-like girl box, don't you think that's too much?"

"No, I don't. This is a boxing gym, not an entertainment venue."

Link wiped the sweat off his body with a towel and put his boxing gloves back on.

"Link, although we're boxers, we're also human. Normal people's lives can't just be about boxing. If I were you, I would seize the time and pick up a few girls while I'm young. This era is so great, the atmosphere is open, and materialism is rampant. As long as you have money in your hand, you can get a lot of girls.

Unlike in our time, picking up too many girls would lead to criticism from the public, and a big age gap would make people gossip. This era is so great, it's just a pity that I'm no longer young.

Link, I truly envy you. You're young, strong, rich, and have all the qualities to be a playboy, so don't waste time, go out and get some girls!"

De La Hoya patted his shoulder encouragingly.

Link chuckled, "I heard that before you were 27, you had a steady girlfriend and a relatively healthy private life. After breaking up with her, you started messing around, frequenting bars, nightclubs, and young models, becoming the most famous playboy in boxing.

It was also in the second year of your downfall that you suffered an upset loss to WBC welterweight champion Felix Trinidad. However, you didn't learn your lesson, continued messing around, and continued to lose to Shane Mosley, Hopkins, Mayweather, and Pacquiao.

So, are you trying to teach me the experience of failure?"

"Hehehe!"

Erik Morales, who was nearby, heard his words and grinned, showing his big white teeth.

De La Hoya glared at Morales, telling him to shut up, then said to Link, "Downfall? I'm the highest-paid boxer in the world, and you say I'm in downfall? Also, the reason I was beaten by Trinidad and the others is because I'm getting older, and my physical functions are declining. It has nothing to do with my private life."

"I remember Trinidad is the same age as you, Hopkins is eight years older than you. Roy Jones Jr. and Holyfield were still fighting and winning in the boxing ring in their forties. So, is age the key factor?"

Link shook his head and looked at the boxing ring in the middle, "Ring Magazine once selected the top ten most regrettable boxers in history. I think you should at least be in the top three. If you had been more disciplined in your private life when you were young, you would have had a great chance of becoming a legendary boxer like Rocky Marciano. It's a pity you didn't."

After saying that, Link called Morales and stepped onto the boxing ring, starting their sparring session.

"Shit!"

De La Hoya looked at Link's back, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth in anger.

This bastard's mouth was too venomous.

Listening to him could make someone die of anger.

"Link is absolutely right."

Coach Brooks sat on the bench and glanced at De La Hoya, who was wearing a suit even in the hot weather. "Before Link appeared, you were the most talented light-skinned boxer I had ever seen. It's a pity you spent too much time on women, pleasure, and business, which led to a rapid decline in your skills.

Also, don't even think about corrupting Link with this method. With the current gap between you and Link, even if Link had ten more girlfriends, you wouldn't be able to beat him in the year-end match."

"Link is not as strong as you think, I can beat him, I'll do what I say."

De La Hoya waved his fist and said.

Coach Brooks looked at him and thought of a psychological term, mental victory.

"Mr. De La Hoya, it's so hot, aren't you hot wearing a suit?" Emma Roberts came over and asked.

She had been practicing for a while, and there was a lot of sweat on her body. A few strands of blonde hair stuck to her sweaty cheeks, and her fair skin had a pinkish glow.

"Not hot, it's very cool."

De La Hoya said nonchalantly.

"But, you're sweating a lot on your head." 

Emma pointed to his temples, where a few beads of sweat were hanging.

"No, it's water. I accidentally spilled some water on my hair while drinking. It's very cool." De La Hoya wiped his damp hair.

Emma shrugged her delicate shoulders, took a sip of the iced sparkling water, and stared at Link on the boxing ring without blinking.

"Emma, do you like Link? Want to go on a date with him? Do you want me to teach you how?" De La Hoya said, crossing his arms.

"How?" Emma asked without turning her head.

"Haha, it's simple. Link is a boxer, and boxers have very strong desires. He just went through a breakup and doesn't have a girlfriend. At this time, you just need to cling to him, and within seven days, he will definitely agree to go on a date with you." De La Hoya said excitedly.

"Mr. De La Hoya, that's how you guys pursued girls in the 80s and 90s, it's not applicable now. Nowadays, relationships between men and women need more space and freedom. But thank you for your suggestion." Emma politely declined his offer, carrying her cup, and went to watch Link train under the boxing ring.

"Haha! Young people these days are indeed smarter than we were." Coach Brooks laughed.

The corner of De La Hoya's mouth twitched. He had just tried to instigate Link to pick up girls and failed, and his kind offer to teach Emma how to flirt was also rejected. These young people were indeed difficult to deal with.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

On the boxing ring, Link and Morales continued their sparring. There was an IBF super middleweight title defense match this week, and the opponent was former IBF super middleweight champion Lucian Bute, also a very capable guy.

Although Link was confident of defeating his opponent, his principle for matches was to be fully prepared and take every opponent seriously, not underestimating anyone.

Countless examples proved that carelessness was often the beginning of failure.

In addition, he also liked to train in the boxing ring. When throwing punches, his mind would become very focused, not thinking about anything, no worries, feeling like only boxing and his opponent existed in the world.

That feeling was very relaxing.

After training for more than four hours, he sent the exhausted Emma Roberts home and then went to a bar on Hollywood Boulevard as scheduled to discuss the movie with director Woody Allen.

Director Allen said that the female lead, Jennifer Lawrence, would also be there and he would introduce her to Link.

(End of Chapter)