He Tianran said the words "ordinary classmate, ordinary friend" very seriously. When he finished speaking, he also heard the unanimous sigh of relief around him.
Wen Liang held his father's hand and shook it: "Dad, this classmate of mine is too weak and very timid, so I brought him here today just to let him exercise with you."
Father Wen looked away, looked at his daughter and smiled: "This is the first time I've seen you bring your classmates to the boxing gym."
In an instant, the sigh that everyone had just relaxed started to rise again.
Fortunately, Wen Liang didn't say anything to embarrass He Tianran this time. He just said half-truthfully:
"He is a very introverted person. He usually doesn't even talk. I really couldn't stand it, so I took the initiative to help him. Don't you think so, Xue Yong?"
Xue Yong on the side did not expect Wen Liang to bring the topic to him. He glared at He Tianran. With his teacher present, he did not dare to be as presumptuous as before. He could only nodded and said coldly:
"Teacher, He Tianran is very strange and withdrawn. He has almost no friends in school."
After hearing this, Father Wen didn't notice anything wrong on his daughter's face, but the boy named He Tianran stood aside obediently, not daring to take a breath, which seemed to confirm Xue Yong's words. .
Father Wen never had a bad impression of such a person who looked very honest and weak at first sight. After all, when he was young, he had a period when he was physically weak and allowed others to bully him.
Therefore, he was sincerely happy to see his daughter taking the initiative to help disadvantaged classmates.
"Your name is He Tianran?"
"It's me, uncle."
Hearing Father Wen's question, He Tianran responded quickly.
"I don't know if you really like the sport of boxing, but if you come here with the purpose of strengthening your body, it is indeed possible. Our boxing gym has three classes a week for students like you, and each class is Two hours, I will treat you as a trial class today..."
As he spoke, he walked aside, put down his handbag, took a red bandage from the bag, started wrapping it around his palm, and continued:
"After all, many of Wen Liang's former classmates have come here, but many of them paid money and took one class and never came again. My uncle doesn't want to earn this unjust money from you students."
Don't talk about trial classes, why don't you just kick me out?
He Tianran was reluctant to give up, but when he saw Wen Liang's eyes, he still said bravely:
"But...it's okay, uncle."
"Okay, come and gather! 20 minutes of physical warm-up."
Father Wen clapped his hands, and everyone immediately lined up. Wen Liang quietly made a face at He Tianran when he saw this, took two easy steps back with his hands behind his back, and sat aside.
Seeing the apprentices all around him moving, doing various high-intensity burpees and opening and closing movements, He Tianran was out of breath in just one minute, not to mention twenty minutes. His movements were stagnant and deformed in five minutes, and in ten minutes he was completely out of breath. People are lying on the ground without even moving.
As for the remaining ten minutes, everyone else started to practice boxing after finishing their work, and he hadn't recovered yet.
Just when He Tianran was feeling dizzy, he suddenly felt a coolness on his cheeks. He looked up and saw that Wenliang was squatting in front of him, holding a bottle of mineral water against his face.
"Just take a sip and put it in your mouth, and then continue drinking after you have calmed down. Drinking too fast is not good for your health."
At this time, He Tianran couldn't care less about his health. He unscrewed the cap of the bottle and drank it "gu dong gu dong" without stopping. Wen Liang didn't stop him. He just held his chin up in confusion and watched him drink.
By the time he finally regained his breath, the atmosphere around him was no longer right. After this scene, the group of boxing apprentices looked at him with renewed hostility.
"I...I'm going to continue practicing..."
Putting the water bottle at Wen Liang's feet, He Tianran stood up like a corpse and quickly came to Wen's father's side.
"Classmate He, you haven't learned about boxing before, have you? Today you will be the target first. Wait and pay attention to your opponent's punching posture. He will only attack your target. Just keep your hands steady."
Father Wen ordered, took out a pair of hand targets and asked He Tianran to put them on, and then shouted:
"Who's coming?"
All the apprentices present raised their right hands!
He Tianran's eyelids twitched wildly, the hatred value was directly off the charts!
"boom!"
At this moment, Xue Yong punched the sandbag hard, and the base of the vertical sandbag creaked loudly. He looked around, ignored the raised hands of his classmates, stepped forward directly, and said with a stern face:
"Teacher, he is my classmate, let me teach him."
What a classmate!
When we met outside school before, they didn’t even bother to look at me!
Now when you are ready to beat me, you are your classmate, right?
He Tianran complained crazily in his heart, but Xue Yong had already jumped onto the ring and waved to him with a sneer.
"Go!"
Father Wen patted He Tian on the back with his big hand, and he staggered onto the stage.
All the apprentices gathered around the stage, wanting to witness this wonderful show. Wen Liang walked to his father's side with some worry. Not to mention He Tianran's opponent, Xue Yong, just by letting a newcomer be the target. One thing she had never seen before.
"Dad...you are like this..."
"Baby, do you want this classmate He to be afraid for the rest of his life?"
Wen Liang was stopped by his father's words as soon as he opened his mouth.
Looking at the thin boy on the stage, Wen Liang took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and said no more.
"Bah bang bang, bang bang bang..."
On the ring, Xue Yong twisted his waist and threw out a few punches. It seemed to be a very standard punching action, but in fact every punch was powerful and heavy. Even with a hand target, the force made He Tianran's hands feel a little painful. .
"boom!"
He Tianran, who had already begun to become familiar with the trajectory of Xue Yong's punches, was looking down at his hand target, but at this moment, his vision suddenly shifted, and his jaw suddenly hurt!
"Ah, I'm sorry. When I saw your face, I suddenly felt a little angry. I thought you were a target for a moment."
Xue Yong took back his right hand and said with a joking smile.
He Tianran rubbed his chin and looked at the coach in the audience for help.
"You guys remember, when punching, you must pay attention to the opponent's eyes, head, and shoulders, not just look at yourself, let alone lower your head!"
Father Wen ignored his gaze and shouted loudly, and all the apprentices in the audience said yes.
Understanding the meaning of Father Wen's words, He Tianran raised his hands again, and Xue Yong's punches became regular again. His lips moved and he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly:
"Look at me, I'll hit you in the eye next time!"
After saying that, he withdrew his right hand and suddenly punched out with a jab, hitting He Tianran's left eye directly.
At this moment, He Tianran closed his eyes because of fear, and Xue Yong felt contempt in his heart, thinking that this blow was going to succeed again. Unexpectedly, the opponent's head tilted, and the punch grazed his face, which was a failure.
"Open your eyes!"
Under the stage, Father Wen's scolding came again, and He Tianran opened his eyes and blinked.
"Boy, you are so lucky. Do you think you can escape a second time?"
Xue Yong gritted his teeth, bullied himself and punched He Tianran several times in a row, forcing He Tianran to a corner of the ring. There was a pillar behind him, and he had no way to retreat.
"Watch the trajectory of his punch!"
In his ears was Father Wen’s guidance.
In front of him is Xue Yong's fist.
He Tianran's mind is filled with 10,000 grass and mud horses now, but this is also the time when he is most focused. Xue Yong is too lazy to act at the moment, punching himself in the face. Facing these fist shadows, He Tianran's The upper body seemed to have made a dodge action one step earlier!
Faced with a straight punch, he retreated his head, faced with a right hook, he bent down, faced with an uppercut, he ducked left, his lower body did not move at all, and his upper body drove his head to dodge like a circle in mid-air!
Obviously He Tianran is not very fast, but Xue Yong just can't hit him!
Good guy, now the taunt value is fully maxed out!
Every punch, just a little faster, just a little faster! !
Xue Yong was so angry, but the angrier he was, the easier it was to dodge his punches, and this stormy attack lasted for five seconds!
And these five seconds were enough to make him a laughing stock among the apprentices in the boxing gym!
He really couldn't understand why He Tianran, who was learning boxing for the first time, was so able to hide! Obviously, all you need to do is stand still and give yourself a few hard punches!
Could it be that it was just because he could clearly see the trajectory of his punch?
How is this possible? !
The reaction of the apprentices in the audience gradually changed from contempt at first to surprise, and I am afraid that only Wen Liang's father present could explain He Tianran's abnormal behavior.
This is not a coincidence, nor is it because of He Tianran's own agility.
This is a kind of reaction ability that is far beyond ordinary people!
He just dodged a few tenths of a second in advance, that's all...
Physical fitness and skills can be compensated through continuous practice, but reaction ability relies more on innate talent!
If He Tianran was asked to explain this matter, he might be a little embarrassed to say it. After all, he doesn't think this ability is a talent. It's just that when playing games, he finds the "rebound" technique particularly easy?
Or should I say that after playing the game once and being able to pass it without any damage, I can show off in the third dimension?
Xue Yong finally ran out of strength and slowly withdrew his straight fist.
He Tianran also raised his head with dazzling eyes, but at this moment of relaxation, a black shadow suddenly swept towards his abdomen. This part was really unavoidable. With a surge of pain in his five internal organs, He Tianran had a look on his face. He fell to the ground clutching his stomach in pain.
"Xue Yong! Can't you afford it? Do you use your legs when punching?!"
"Sorry, sorry, I got a little angry just now. Are you okay, classmate He?"
Several apprentices rushed to the stage to check on He Tianran's injuries. Xue Yong explained sincerely, then jumped off the stage and came to Wen's father's side, bowing and apologizing.
Father Wen shook his head, walked up to the ring, touched He Tianran's belly, and said:
"Boy, are you okay?"
He Tianran shook his head. The pain was only temporary, and most of it dissipated after a while. Father Wen stretched out his hand, pulled him up from the ground, and said:
"Come on, go to the lounge and I'll take a look at it for you."
"Um……"
Father Wen helped He Tianran towards the lounge. At this moment, he passed by Wen Liang. Xue Yong stood in front of her and was talking to her. However, He Tianran, who now had tinnitus, I really couldn't hear their words and couldn't see the girl's expression.
The distance between the two sides is getting farther and farther...
Wen Liang never caught up...
