President, he is so charming to me

Ge Mingwei tried to punch a few times after putting on the gloves, and it was indeed obvious that he had some foundation.

"If you are curious about Xin Yang, you can search it on Baidu."

Ge Mingwei walked up to the sandbag and punched a few times, "I'll move around first."

Meng Yanran looked around.

The first floor is a practice hall. There is a big boxing ring in the middle, and there are some practice equipment, sandbags and the like next to it.

Most of the people who come here are men, but women are rarely seen.

Meng Yanran randomly found a seat beside her and sat down.

Ge Mingwei's movements looked standard and powerful, punching punches on the sandbags forcefully, with a very focused expression.

The heavy sandbag swayed around with his movements.

Meng Yanran suddenly remembered what he said just now, took out her mobile phone and searched for Xin Yang in Baidu.

As soon as she entered the word Xin Yang, an entry automatically appeared behind it.

Xinyang boxing champion.

Meng Yanran raised her brows slightly, and clicked on this entry.

Immediately, a photo of Xin Yang popped up on the page.

Xin Yang, the best boxer of "Boxing" in 2019.

Meng Yanran was really taken aback for a moment.

She, who doesn't pay attention to boxing matches, has heard of the magazine "Boxing".

"Boxing" is known as the bible of boxing, and the best boxer is also voted by the world's most authoritative media and commentators.

Such an honor may be unattainable in this lifetime.

And Xin Yang, who seemed young and restrained, was the winner of this honor.

There is another sentence at the back-the world boxing champion gold belt.

This is the highest honor in boxing competitions in China and even in the world.

Xin Yang is really hiding something deep.

No wonder Ge Mingwei had such admiration when he talked about him.

Who can not admire such ability.

Meng Yanran's impression of Xin Yang was completely overturned.

I really didn't expect that such an ordinary young man would become the world boxing champion.

"Why, are you surprised?"

Meng Yanran turned her head and found that Ge Mingwei had stood behind her at some point, looking at her mobile phone.

"Xin Yang is really amazing."

Meng Yanran gave a sincere admiration.

Ge Mingwei opened his mouth and smiled, leaned over and took out the phone from her hand and put it aside, "Let's go, I'll teach you."

Meng Yanran followed him and walked over.

Ge Mingwei: "Actually, his boxing gym is not suitable for girls. Professional boxers usually practice here."

No wonder she didn't see a few girls.

Thinking about it, the boxing gym opened by the boxing champion is naturally different from those boxing gyms that are mainly used for fitness.

The latter is more amateurish, but Xin Yang's boxing gym is not only designed for the boxing ring but also for other equipment.

"Then Xin Yang came to teach me, isn't it a bit of a big deal?" Meng Yanran was a little embarrassed.

At that time, she didn't think much of it. Ever since she knew that Xin Yang was the boxing champion, she felt a little in awe of him.

She, who has never been in boxing before, suddenly asked the boxing champion to be her coach, which felt a bit overkill.

Hearing this, Ge Mingwei smiled at the corners of his eyes, "It's okay, he won't dislike you for being stupid."

Meng Yanran was taken aback for a moment, then gave him a supercilious look, and walked over by mistake.

Ge Mingwei's smile deepened.

Now Meng Yanran's attitude towards him is not as polite as before, and she will play a little temper on him, which is what he wants to see the most.

"Here?" Meng Yanran turned to ask him.

"Ah."

Ge Mingwei walked over, "I'll teach you some basic stance and boxing first."

"it is good."

Meng Yanran's expression became serious, and she stood upright.

"Stand with your feet separated front and back, with your front toes turning inwardly about 15 degrees and your rear toes turning outward about 45 degrees."

According to what he said, Meng Yanran adjusted her stance.

Ge Mingwei went around to her side, "Yes, then stand on tiptoe with your back heels, bend your knees slightly, and put the center between your feet."

Meng Yanran: "Is that so?"

"Correct."

"Now it's the movement of the hands. Double fists to protect the face and ribs, retract the jaw, close the chest and abdomen, and tilt the pelvis slightly backward."

Ge Mingwei said while doing demonstration actions.

Meng Yanran also looked at him while adjusting herself.

But after all, it was the first contact, and the feet were fine, but the movements of the hands were not so standard.

"do not move."

Ge Mingwei walked around behind her, wrapped his arms around her, and raised Meng Yanran's arms a little.

"The arms should be higher and protect the face."

"……it is good."

Meng Yanran responded.

Just now Ge Mingwei suddenly walked around from behind, which made her a little stunned and almost moved.

Although he was very gentlemanly and didn't touch other parts of her body, the slightly warm breath sprayed on her ears and neck still made Meng Yanran shiver subconsciously.

Such a distance made her a little uncomfortable.

She comforted herself that it was okay, he was just helping her adjust her posture.

Actually, Ge Mingwei did it on purpose.

You can also adjust your posture by going around to the side, not necessarily behind.

But at the moment when he surrounded Meng Yanran, Ge Mingwei couldn't hide his joy.

He also noticed Meng Yanran's uneasiness, and let her go in a timely manner.

Ge Mingwei's mouth curled into a faint smile, but he quickly hid it.

Ge Mingwei: "That's right."

Meng Yanran didn't continue to think about it.

Later, Ge Mingwei taught her some basic techniques of straight punches, swing punches and uppercuts.

During the teaching, the two of them would inevitably have physical contact. After Meng Yanran had no strange thoughts, she became much calmer about this kind of contact.

After the teaching was almost done, Meng Yanran was sweating a little, and her breathing was a little uneven.

Ge Mingwei handed her a bottle of water, "You should exercise more."

Meng Yanran was really thirsty, she took a big gulp of water, "Well, I don't usually exercise much, it's time to exercise more."

During this period of time, she was either reading at home or working on projects in the company, and she did not move much. She was a little out of breath just after teaching some movements.

On the other hand, Ge Mingwei, he also demonstrated a lot in the process of teaching himself, and the amount of exercise was not lower than his own, but the other party not only didn't sweat a little, but even his breathing didn't change.

Meng Yanran was greatly stimulated.

She lowered the water and put on the gloves again, "Let's go, let's practice the next step."

Ge Mingwei raised his eyebrows, "Have you rested?"

There was still some sweat on her face, and her cheeks were slightly red.

Meng Yanran turned her head, "Is Westbrook looking down on me?"

"No no."

Ge Mingwei also put down the water, picked up the glove on the side, and smiled apologetically: "Beauty Meng can do whatever she wants, let's go."

"I always feel like you're mocking my physical strength."

"Absolutely not," Ge Mingwei raised his hands, "How dare I laugh at you."

Meng Yanran was amused by him, she pursed her lips, "Then let's go."

"okay."

After teaching posture and boxing, Ge Mingwei asked her to practice against the sandbag.

He did a demonstration first.

The movements of the legs and hands are well arranged, the eyes are sharp, and the punches are crisp and powerful.

boom.

There was a muffled sound when the fist collided with the sandbag.

The heavy sandbag was knocked sideways and wobbled in the air for a long time.

Meng Yanran's eyes lit up, and she was eager to try.

Ge Mingwei chuckled, and turned to give her the sandbag.

According to the movements that Ge Mingwei taught her just now, follow the steps to arrange them.

After setting it up, he looked at Ge Mingwei.

"Okay."

After being affirmed, Meng Yanran immediately turned her head to look at the sandbag.

She imagined this sandbag as Yan Jingheng's face in her heart, so she was more motivated.

He punched cleanly and crisply.

boom.

The sandbag... didn't move.

There was not even a slight shaking, only a small shallow crater in front of it, which proved that someone had punched it just now.

"puff."

Ge Mingwei couldn't help laughing at the side.

Meng Yanran immediately threw a flying eye.

Ge Mingwei understood, held back his smile, and made a gesture of sealing his mouth.

Meng Yanran was so depressed that she hit her several times in a row.

The sandbag seemed to be frozen, motionless.

Meng Yanran: "..."

Ge Mingwei watched her getting more and more angry, and felt that he was going to throw the glove aside in the next second and leave.

He hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him, "It's okay, it's okay, many people practice like this at the beginning."

Meng Yanran looked at him with an expression of "Don't lie to me".

Ge Mingwei looked sincere: "Really, women's strength is inherently weaker than men's. In addition to the first practice, this is a normal phenomenon."

"Is this the same for your first practice?"

"Well... just a little more shaking than you."

Ge Mingwei panicked without blushing.

During his first practice, he didn't shake a little. Although that punch was not as powerful as it is now, it still missed the sandbag.

But in order to appease the person in front of him, it's okay to lose face.

Hearing this, Meng Yanran's complexion improved a bit, but her tone was still a little uncomfortable, "I didn't move at all!"

Ge Mingwei hurriedly said: "I moved, I saw it."

Meng Yanran was suspicious, "Really?"

"You can't see it from the front, but I observed it more carefully from the side. It moved, and it really moved." He said seriously.

After a pause, he added in a very serious tone, "It shakes by 0.1mm."

Meng Yanran's face was full of black lines, "So Westbrook's eyes are still like a microscope."

Ge Mingwei couldn't bear it anymore, and burst out laughing.

Meng Yanran glanced at him unhappily, her eyes were full of threats.

"You are enough."

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Ge Mingwei said with a smile, not convincing at all.

Actually, Meng Yanran's phenomenon is normal.

Don't look at Ge Mingwei shaking the sandbag with a punch, but the actual weight of the sandbag is not light.

What's more, this is Xinyang Boxing Gym, which only entertains professional boxers, and the sandbags prepared are heavier than those in other recreational boxing gyms.

Moreover, as a woman, Meng Yanran didn't exercise regularly, so it was normal for her not to be able to move.

Even if it was replaced by another normal adult man, it might not be able to impress.

However, Ge Mingwei just smiled and didn't have time to explain so much to her.

Meng Yanran's self-esteem was severely hit.

She rolled her eyes at the man who was still laughing, walked around him angrily and sat down beside him.