Roaming in the world of film and television

Chapter 34 Xiang Zhuang Dances the Sword
Liu Quan'an looked at Lin Yue and said, "At the peak, it weighed 64 to [-] kilograms."

"Very high."

Wang Heng was a little lost. After careful calculation, the difference between the two was more than double: "Coach Liu, are you the strongest in boxing here?"

"cut……"

One of the two behind gave a contemptuous laugh, got up and walked to the bathroom.

Wang Heng's expression changed slightly, and he knew that he had said something wrong. The boasting to Liu Quan'an just now made the students of other coaches feel uncomfortable.

"Brother Liu, I'm sorry."

"Nothing, as usual."

Liu Quan'an didn't take it seriously. As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, such as boxing gyms, gymnasiums, and judo gyms. There is a kind of mentality between students and students, and between coaches and coaches. .

"Coach Yang Xuguang is indeed a bit heavier than me. As a heavyweight boxer, he once hit a good result of 72 kg."

After listening to him, Lin Yue's impression of Liu Quanan was much higher, and he was able to accept the fact that he was inferior to others with humility. This alone has surpassed many people.

"Not much to say, let's start practicing boxing, and it will be noon if you continue to consume it."

Liu Quanan walked to the shelf where the boxing gloves were placed and suddenly found that the cabinet was empty. He turned to Zhou Lin and asked for the spare parts.

"Wait a minute, I'll go to the back warehouse to get a new one."

"it is good."

Liu Quan'an walked out of the hall to the third floor.

Lin Yue punched the sandbag a few times, and finally hit the sandbag with the last whip.

Bang bang bang.

clap clap clap...

The feeling of strength fermenting in the body and muscle tension made his blood boil, and when his fists and feet hit the target, he released not only his strength, but also his heart.

"Four-eyed boy... don't look, it's you. Come here and see if there is no hook on the wall, move this box of boxing mats over there and hang it."

Next to the boxing ring sat a bald guy with a ghost head tattoo with green face and fangs on his left arm, a blue dragon tattoo with open teeth and claws on his right arm, a white towel hanging around his neck, and a layer of oil on his sweaty skin.

There were two people standing next to the bald guy. The tattoos were the same, but they were almost imposing.At their feet lay a cardboard box containing sparring mats and labeled boxing gloves.

Wang Heng looked around and found that he was the only one wearing glasses in the entire training hall.

"okay."

He is reluctant to do those things, because the three people in front are all students of other coaches in the boxing gym. The boxing gloves in the cardboard box belong to individuals, not a shared thing that can be used by everyone. The other party is treating him as a messenger. .But comparing his physique and the imposing manner with the three, the only thing he can do is to compromise.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Lin Yue's forehead. He just stopped and wanted to rest for a while when he heard a voice behind him. When he looked back, Wang Heng had already walked towards the two of them.

Isn't this obviously bullying?

He really wants to keep a low profile and doesn't want to cause trouble, but that doesn't mean he's afraid of trouble, and he won't sit back and watch his friends get humiliated, let alone under the condition that he has the ability to help.

"Wang Heng."

Lin Yue stopped Wang Heng and patted him on the shoulder.

"Everyone is a boxing gym student, please be polite if you need help."

This is very polite and polite, and at the same time, it also clearly shows his position - everyone has an equal status, no one is the nanny of anyone, it is best to treat with respect when speaking and doing things.

Among the three, there was a guy with a dangling eye: "I call him to work, it's none of your business."

Lin Yue's face darkened: "Because I'm his friend."

"So, are you planning to stand up for him?"

The man standing next to Dangshuiyan looked at him with a fierce look on his face, feeling that the king was humiliated by bronze. It was obviously two embroidered pillows, but he had to show a hard-line style, which was shameless.

"Hmph, let you do things to look down on you."

"You can look down on us now." Lin Yue pulled Wang Heng back.

"Lin Yue, do you know what you are doing?"

Wang Heng passed by with the thought of calming things down, and repeatedly told himself to endure the calm for a while and not to cause trouble for himself and Lin Yue.

He has long been used to this kind of thing. Since junior high school, he has been bullied by male classmates who are stronger than him in the class. This is true in high school, university, and until graduation. Even after he starts working, he is often asked by colleagues to write code and make frameworks. Now those people It was really just a small thing to ask him to hang his boxing mat and boxing gloves on the hooks in the corners.

Lin Yue said, "Why did you come to learn boxing? You forgot what happened yesterday so quickly?"

"But we can't afford to offend those people."

"There is nothing but, believe it or not, I can beat them all over the place to find their teeth."

"Bragging, you are not stronger than me."

"You don't understand this. Fighting relies on ruthlessness, stability, and accuracy, and strength is second." Lin Yue hooked his shoulder and shook: "Okay, don't think about it, now what you have to do It is to concentrate on practicing boxing, and I will be stronger when I date Zhang Qian in the future."

"Oh."

Hearing the name "Zhang Qian", Wang Heng slumped a lot.

The appearance of the two of them being no one else made it embarrassing for the three behind them to stay together. Dangshaoyan was about to go over and give them a good look, but the bald guy next to him pulled him because Liu Quan'an came in from outside with two new pairs of boxing gloves. , entanglement will make things worse, and may implicate their coaches and be punished.

"what happened?"

Liu Quanan didn't know what happened just now, but noticed that the other students were looking at Lin Yue and Wang Heng, and it seemed that there was an emergency when he went upstairs to get the boxing gloves.

"It's okay." Lin Yue took the boxing gloves he threw and put them on his hands: "Let's start the class."

Liu Quan'an glanced at Wang Heng and threw the other pair of boxing gloves over: "Brother Wang Heng was away just now, I will now demonstrate the essentials of the jab again."

……

Near eleven o'clock, Wang Heng had rested five times, and only drank three bottles of mineral water. Lin Yue only went to the toilet once, and spent the rest of the time practicing jabs.

Liu Quan'an looked straight and shook his head, persuading him to combine work and rest, not to fight like this.

At this moment, a man with a height of nearly 180cm and wearing loose sportswear walked up to the three of them.

"Lao Liu, I have two new students over there. The basic boxing techniques are almost mastered, but there are still some problems in actual combat. I am going to separate a separate class to discuss the areas that should be paid attention to and how to adjust mentality in actual combat. Zhou Lin told me just now that you have two newcomers here, why don't you call them over to listen, maybe it can lighten your burden."

"Thank you old yellow."

Liu Quan'an didn't think much about it, because that's what everyone usually does. After all, if you bring a student, you will also bring a few students. Even if the listener is not your own student, you can sell your colleagues a favor.

"Lin Yue, stop practicing. Coach Huang Xun is going to explain the problems encountered by newbies in actual combat. It will be good for you two to listen to them."

huh, huh, huh...

Lin Yue gasped heavily, took the towel thrown by Wang Heng and wiped his sweat.

"it is good."

He glanced at Huang Xun's back, said nothing, took off his heavy boxing gloves and walked towards the east area of ​​the hall.

Wang Heng asked him halfway: "Lin Yue, why are you fighting so hard?"

Lin Yue said: "In order to be different from you, are you satisfied with this reason?"

"Damn." Wang Heng couldn't help but swear.

Of course, Lin Yue couldn't tell his good friends his true intentions of practicing boxing hard. The secret of his ability to enter the world of film and television is best known only to himself.

While talking, the two came to the place where Huang Xun explained the essentials of the actual combat, surrounded by seven or eight people, including the bald man and two younger brothers.

"The most common and urgent difficulty for beginners to overcome in the first combat is the stress response when facing an attack. Imagine that the enemy punches and you close your eyes subconsciously. This will not only allow the opponent to find flaws and attack weaknesses, but also make you lose Opportunities to counterattack and get caught in the opponent's rhythm, which is a big no-no in any sporting event."

Huang Xun said: "Don't close your eyes, at least don't close your eyes before the enemy hits you. Leaning back is also a big no-no, it will make you lose your vision and be unable to catch your opponent's next punch."

The new student standing next to him said, "Coach, how can a new student overcome the disadvantages of closing their eyes and leaning back?"

"It's easier to prevent you from leaning back. Just put your head in front of your chest, tighten your chin inward as much as possible, and stand firm with your body on the frame. It will be difficult for your opponent's attack to make you lean back. As for how to overcome the problem of closing your eyes, only Practice this path a lot.”

Huang Xun said: "This may be too general to understand. Well, I will find a student to demonstrate it once and everyone will understand."

He looked around, his eyes finally fixed on Wang Heng.

"This student just came here."

"Um... um."

Wang Heng felt a little nervous when he saw him, and he was trembling when he spoke. On the first day of training, he had to confront the coach. Even if he knew that there was no danger, he would inevitably be nervous.

"Made, Hongmen Banquet."

Lin Yue scolded in his heart. When Liu Quan'an told him to come here to listen to the lecture just now, he suspected that Huang Xun was a weasel and had no good intentions to pay New Year's greetings to the chicken, but it turned out to be the case.

Xiang Zhuang's sword dance is meant for Pei Gong, isn't it?
WDNMD!Now hooligans not only have culture, but also learn to play politics.

(End of this chapter)