A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

Today's training location is the same as yesterday's, still Fang Yu's own training room.

"This is where we train. What are you doing here?"

"I'm worried about things going wrong during your training, so I'll give you massages. It'll be safer if I'm there to watch over you," Su Chen said righteously, and then walked to the spot where he had sat down yesterday.

Lan Weiwei gave Su Chen a deep look.

Adjust your position.

He faced off against Fang Yu again.

With yesterday's foundation, today's training was much simpler.

However, I spent half of my time reviewing.

18. Repeat yesterday's exercises.

no way.

These are the most basic and commonly used elements in boxing.

You must master it.

They were training here, and Su Chen was watching from the sidelines, and he seemed quite happy about it.

Suddenly, Lu Ziqiao's classic line popped into my head.

"I love watching beautiful women fight."

The two of them weren't fighting.

But it is indeed pleasing to the eye.

A long-legged person.

A burden.

This gave Su Chen a real treat for his eyes.

In less than an hour, the two were sweating profusely, their clothes soaked through.

The hair also lay tightly against the scalp, no longer flying around.

A flush appeared on her face, a rosy hue that usually appears after exercise.

I originally wanted to continue.

But Lan Weiwei couldn't hold on any longer and knelt on the ground, panting heavily.

"I can't take it anymore, I'm so tired. I feel even more tired today than yesterday."

"You're not tired, you're just having trouble concentrating. Your eyes keep wandering around when you're looking at something, of course you'll get tired."

Fang Yu glanced in Su Chen's direction.

"Su Chen, you're not just here to watch the show today, are you? Hurry up and come train."

Su Chen grinned: "Can I sit here and watch?"

Anyway, it's fine as long as we stay together; there's no requirement to train.

Why make yourself so tired?

You'd be better off using that time to lift weights and improve your physique.

Fang Yu thought Su Chen was joking.

I went over and helped him up.

"Such a beautiful woman is training, and you're just sitting there watching? How can you be so shameless?"

Su Chen turned her head to look at him: "Actually, I'm quite embarrassed."

Feeling Su Chen's gaze.

Lan Weiwei blushed deeply.

However, they didn't do anything.

Let him look.

Fang Yu was a little angry and forcibly turned Su Chen's head around.

“You’re one of my people here. I didn’t tell you to look at anyone else, so you can’t look, understand?”

To appear more imposing, Fang Yu leaned forward slightly.

But this brought the two of them closer together.

Su Chen looked at her serious face.

I could even feel her breathing.

I could hear her heartbeat.

His gaze was downward.

He couldn't help but swallow.

Sensing Su Chen's actions, Fang Yu's previously aggressive demeanor instantly weakened.

His eyes were a little dodgey.

"What's going on? Shouldn't I just go for it? Why am I being shy!"

Shyness shouldn't be a feeling that Fang Yu should have.

But she is truly feeling it now.

My heart is beating very fast.

She even subconsciously avoided Su Chen's gaze.

But I was secretly delighted.

Faced with such emotions, she could only find one way to release them.

Fang Yu looked at Su Chen intently.

"Let's have a fight!"

"what???"

.........

After half an hour.

Fang Yu lay on the ground, panting heavily.

In this half hour.

They called it a friendly exchange.

It was essentially a one-sided crushing defeat.

If we set aside boxing...

Fang Yu was no match for Su Chen; only with the added limitation of boxing could Fang Yu manage to retaliate a few times.

Even so, Su Chen was able to overpower Fang Yu based solely on his overall physical abilities.

Reflex nerves.

Flexibility.

Muscle coordination.

Su Chen's abilities far exceed those of a normal person.

Even if they were boxers, they couldn't compare.

Fang Yu has truly run into a brick wall this time.

hateful.

The last time we lost, we could say it was due to carelessness.

This time, losing really means I'm not good enough; this guy has improved way too fast.

Even if we use the boxing rules, we still can't beat them this time.

What about next time?

If we meet again, won't I have to beat her up?

Actually, Su Chen held back this time.

He has already acquired the skills of an intermediate boxer, but he definitely can't handle a big shot like Tyson.

But dealing with Fang Yu is more than enough.

It would be a disservice to his physical condition not to beat him.

Just then, a towel was placed over Fang Yu's face, and Su Chen's voice came from the side.

"How's it going? Is it okay?"

"What are you doing...?"