A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

However, the more this happens, the more it arouses Fang Yu's competitive spirit.

Only by constantly seeking out the strong can one improve oneself.

Fang Yu has always had one requirement for his partner.

That means surpassing yourself in terms of strength.

Otherwise, how could I have won her over?

as far as I can tell.

Su Chen perfectly fits this condition.

Moreover, he surpasses her by a great margin in both appearance and literary talent.

891: Fang Yu: Do you want to join us?

Su Chen's actions inspired a rare sense of admiration in Fang Yu.

Lin Miaomiao saw that Su Chen didn't dwell on the matter too much.

She didn't say anything more.

However, I still feel that this sport is too dangerous.

It would be better to find a point of contact in the future.

Fang Yu also knew that he had gone a bit too far with what he had just done.

I want to apologize.

But not knowing what to do, they suggested that they train there while they watched.

Lin Miaomiao originally didn't plan to watch it, but she couldn't resist Su Chen's desire to see it.

after all.

A long-legged beauty was training in front of me, and she was dressed very scantily.

It's nice to have something to look at.

So the three of them sat down and watched Fang Yu train alone.

It's normal to be willing to love during warm-up.

But we'll have to wait for the strength training and reaction speed training later on.

Lin Miaomiao then realized the terrifying difference between ordinary people like them and these professionally trained athletes.

Especially the training in reaction speed.

The speed of those props dazzled Lin Miaomiao.

But Fang Yu was able to avoid it perfectly.

As for strength training, there's no need to elaborate further.

A piece of iron weighing over ten kilograms.

And so, punch after punch was thrown from Fang Yu's hand.

Looking at the bulging muscles on his arms, Lin Miaomiao pinched her own arm.

High judgment.

There is absolutely no comparison.

It's still winter now.

Fang Yu was already sweating, and as he swung his arms, the sweat dripped onto the rubber floor like water droplets.

Lin Miaomiao only then realized.

It turns out that behind the glamorous image of athletes lies such a tough side.

It seems that if you want to be prominent in public, you must suffer in private.

Miaomiao has a full understanding of this sentence.

But she doesn't intend to show off in public.

Just be yourself and be a source of joy.

Xia Xingchen, who was standing to the side, watched Fang Yu's training.

Their eyes, however, were shining.

She greatly admired Fang Yu's physique.

Although they are both quite tall.

However, Xia Xingchen's main nutrition was concentrated in her upper body, while her lower body was no different from that of an ordinary girl.

Neither of her legs is very long.

Especially compared to Fang Yu.

That gives the impression that the legs are a bit short.

Although training in boxing with Fang Yu wouldn't make my legs longer, it would at least improve my proportions.

If I could train to be about the same level as Fang Yu.

That figure would definitely be a step up.

Actually, she was just a little ashamed of herself.

With Su Chen's help.

Xia Xingchen's figure may not be comparable to those professional models, but it can at least hold its own in Shanghai.

However, the people she compared herself to were always the beautiful women who appeared around Su Chen.

And most of these beauties have one thing in common.

That was with Su Chen's help.

Therefore, each of these beautiful women has her own unique characteristics.

Xia Xingchen suddenly felt that, apart from having the same physical characteristics as Lan Weiwei, she was also the only one who shared these traits.

I can't compare to her in any way.

If she could be with Fang Yu.

Make a slight change to the shape of your legs.

Based on her average score, she might be able to beat Lan Weiwei.

Of course, this is just her own idea.

After all, Lan Weiwei had received Su Chen's help many times.

Her figure is getting better and better.

Even if it's just two legs.

She is still much prettier than the average girl.

Less than an hour.

Fang Yu's training is over.

His face was covered in sweat, and Su Chen casually handed him a towel.

"How's training going?"

Fang Yu nodded.

He laughed heartily, "How's it going? Don't you think it's great here? Want to join our boxing club?"

892: Xia Xingchen joins the boxing club

Su Chen smiled and waved his hand: "I haven't even joined any of the school's clubs, how could I possibly join your newly established club?"

"Besides, the club has already passed its recruitment period, so how can you still recruit new members?"

"Because I arrived late." Fang Yu wiped his sweat, picked up his water glass, took a sip, and then caught his breath. "When I came to the school, I wanted to start a club, but the recruitment period had already passed. So they made an exception and gave me some more time to recruit. I didn't really pay attention to this. I could just wait until my sophomore year to recruit. But if you want to join, that's a different story."

Fang Yu really wanted to recruit Su Chen to join them.

In this way, their boxing club will definitely become famous throughout Shanghai.

But obviously.

She didn't know Su Chen's personality; he would never bother with something so thankless and exhausting.

Fang Yu was extremely disappointed.

But I still turned my gaze to the other two.

Lin Miaomiao quickly raised her hand to refuse.

"I don't want to train either. I look so tired. I won't even have the energy to eat something good when I get back."