
Her Fist is Called Chen Yang
by Leiya
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The gentlest words Chen Yang had ever heard in his life were spoken by a man who accepted his fate. "If you like it, keep going." Sister Gillian had just married when she said this. She was seventeen years old, and her eyes had no light left. It was 1999, in a small county in the southwest mountainous area. Compulsory education has not yet become universal, and there are only two options for girls: working or getting married. Chen Yang chose the third option. She has a cute round face and speaks softly. No one would associate her with the word "fighting". It took her a long time to believe that the little girl peeping out of the boxing gym window, the daughter who didn't even take a step back when her father lifted the pole, the girl who was crushed in her first match but refused to take a shot for three rounds, could really turn her fist into her own name. Then she did. But success doesn't solve all problems. Sister Gillian was not saved by this, her father never said "I was wrong", and those voices of "girls shouldn't box" have not disappeared. Only she stood up. Over and over again.
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