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Hearing that Xia Shao didn't answer, Jiang Langting probably guessed that he hadn't finished changing, turned around and walked outside, "I'll wait for you outside."

"Okay..." Xia Shao breathed a sigh of relief.

He was in a hurry to change his pants, but he didn't see the smile on Jiang Langting's lips when he left.

Since meeting Jiang Langting, there have been countless rounds of embarrassment.

Xia Shao suddenly understood why there are always girls who say that as long as they put on makeup, they will not meet someone they like, but if they are unkempt and don't put on makeup, they will be sure to meet once in a while.

After changing into knee-length shorts, Xia Shao walked into the boxing area of ​​the gym with a mineral water bottle.

In the boxing area, a big "ring" was set up, surrounded by soft fences, and a coach had already led the students and was teaching them hand in hand.

Around the arena, several sandbags were hung from the ceiling of the padded area, Xia Shao looked up, and Jiang Langting was already standing beside a sandbag waiting for him.

Jiang Langting saw Xia Shao approaching step by step, took his mineral water and put it on the side shelf, glanced at the cell phone he was holding, and said, "Put the cell phone aside."

"it is good."

Turning on the phone and looking at the time, Xia Shao realized that his screen saver was set to the photo of Jiang Langting riding a bicycle under the streetlight last night when he couldn't sleep.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him staring at the phone, Jiang Langting asked more.

"Ah, it's okay, I'll reply to WeChat." Xia Shao quickly turned his back, bent over to cover the phone screen, and changed the screen saver to a system picture.

Fortunately, it was not seen!Mountain and Sanxi

He followed the breath in his chest, stood up straight, and looked around the surrounding environment.

The sandbag area is a wooden floor, which is very slippery to step on. The cleaning lady cleans it back and forth to be bright and shiny.

Jiang Langting took a circle of boxing bandages from the shelf, stretched out his hand and pulled Xia Shao over by his arm, his movements were not polite at all.

He untied the wrapped bandage, and raised his chin at Xia Shao: "Stretch out your hand."

Xia Shao stretched out his hand, palm facing up, as if he was begging Jiang Langting for something.

However, he did want to ask for it.

He remembered the time when his palm was injured, Jiang Langting also lowered his head slightly like this, the bridge of his nose was well-curved and beautiful, he kept silent and focused all his attention on bandaging himself.

"Shall I do it myself?" Xia Shao can do this.

"I'll come." The tone could not be refused.

Jiang Langting put the noose through Xia Shao's thumb, then wrapped it around his wrist twice, pasted it over his wrist, then followed the tiger's mouth, and wrapped it obliquely around his wrist once.After repeating the movements more than two times, Jiang Langting raised his fist and lightly bumped Xia Shao's hand, before saying in relief: "Okay. Well, free combat is considered kick boxing, and you can use your legs and knees. But your arm strength Almost, try to use only punches today, okay?"

He asked if it was okay, he was really asking for Xia Shao's opinion.

Xia Shao nodded: "Yeah."

Jiang Langting turned around and took a pair of gloves from the shelf and handed them to him, "You said you know how to wrap bandages? Have you done it before?"

"When I was abroad, I occasionally practiced sandbags with my friends," Xia Shao raised his hand with trepidation, and pushed his cuffs to his armpits, revealing his white and well-proportioned muscular arms. "These are what I practiced back then."

Perhaps because of his gentle temperament and small and tender appearance, Xia Shao is not a "Max force value type" at first glance, but for self-defense, he has inevitably practiced some.

"If you can, warm up first," Jiang Langting said, "After warming up, wait for the coach in the ring to finish this section, and then we'll go up and fight."

"Me? With you?"

Xia Shao was dumbfounded, didn't he seek abuse by fighting with him?

"Punching sandbags is not interesting, let's practice real people. It's soft here." After he said "soft here", Xia Shao noticed that his eyes glanced at his own chest, and the corners of his lips smiled again.

Jiang Langting usually sneers a lot, but Xia Shao rarely sees him grinning until his teeth are exposed.

Having pecs is amazing.

Xia Shao thought that Jiang Langting would not do anything serious, but he still asked him, "Aren't you ko?"

"Xiao Lian Yiqing."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Langting took a sip of mineral water, his lips were moist and he glanced at Xia Shao.He paused for a while, but he didn't say "big practice hurts the body", as if he came to boxing just for pleasure.

What is the love, Xia Shao didn't think about it.

"Don't hit me in the face!" After Xia Shao finished speaking, he added in a low voice: "I still rely on my face to make a living."

Jiang Langting smiled and nodded in agreement.

The next 10 minutes.

Two people stand side by side in front of two sandbags, put out the standing frame, straighten the upper body, and then lower the center of gravity.

With one leg in front and the other behind, Xia Shao bent his elbows with his palms facing inward, intending to practice his left hand first.He moved his left elbow back half an inch, and then punched the side of the sandbag with a moderate force. As soon as the sandbag shook, he stood up straight again, turned sideways, changed hands, lowered his center of gravity with his right elbow, and hit the underside of the sandbag. .

Jiang Langting, who was standing by the side, was absent-minded, watching how Xia Shao played with the sandbag from the corner of his eye.

Xia Shao also felt that Jiang Langting was looking at him, stopped his movements and jumped up to warm up, and also glanced at Jiang Langting.

The two sides made eye contact.

Jiang Langting quickly retracted his gaze and focused on his sandbag.

He played slickly with Bi Xia Shao. After making a few strikes with his right hand, he paid back with his left hand. The sandbag shook violently a few times, and hung in the air unsteadily in circles.

Jiang Langting stabilized the sandbag with his gloves.

Because of his poor physical fitness, Xia Shao was sweating in no time.

Beads of sweat flowed from behind his ears into his collar, and the thin layer of muscles on his arms bulged, and his expression was focused, like a real boxer who was about to fight for the gold belt tomorrow.

This is also a place where Jiang Langting admires Xia Shao.

I can devote myself to everything, treat it with my heart, and dedicate my blood to it.

"Jiang Er," the coach called to him, biting his whistle, "I'm done with the class here, do you want to use the platform?"

"Yeah." Jiang Langting stopped moving, and then Xia Shao also stopped.

Xia Shao went to the sidelines to wipe off his sweat with a tissue, and took a deep breath.

Not to mention, playing this is pretty cool, I feel relaxed and tired, but it seems like I have vented everything.The last time I felt this way was when I was riding a motorcycle. At that time, loneliness and troubles were stirred into the cold wind, and the world formed a free net for him.

Five minutes later, Xia Shao followed Jiang Langting onto the ring.

He has watched the WBA, but he never thought that one day he would have such a match with the person he likes.

"How to fight?" Xia Shao touched the glove to the side of his face, trying to cool down the hot cheeks.

He was the first to blush at his opponent in the boxing ring.

"I will lose if I hit here."

As Jiang Langting said, he tapped his chest with his boxing gloved hand.

The boxing area, which was originally deserted, was extremely quiet.

Xia Shao stood opposite him, seeing that Jiang Langting was hitting the upper right side of his chest.

If you switch places...

That is the upper left chest.

what.

In such an instant, Xia Shao not only came to his senses, but also felt that there was something speeding up and beating in the upper part of his left chest, which shook him so much that he could hear the sound of "dong dong dong" in his mind.

Like someone knocking on the door.

He raised his head, letting the sweat drip down his neck, his eyes were filled with the slowly rotating black electric fan in the boxing area, and the fan blades shattered the remaining rationality.

OK, let's fight.

To be able to fight with the person I like.

"One game in 5 minutes?" Xia Shao habitually raised his hand to make a "5", only to realize that he was wearing a glove like a Doraemon fist punch, pursing his lips in embarrassment, seeing Jiang Langting couldn't help laughing voice expression.

Still laughing!

"Anything is fine," Jiang Langting took a step back and put on a stand, "Just play."

He put his dominant left hand behind his back, raised his right hand, slightly bent his knees, and lowered his height.Xia Shao hadn't had much formal training, so he had to imitate Jiang Langting's appearance and put his elbows close to his ribs.

Finally, keep your chest in your chest and abdomen in.

Xia Shao shook his fist, and found that Jiang Langting couldn't be imagined as a ruthless sandbag.

Jiang Langting is now like the vicious dog at the door of his house when he was a child who only listened to him. He obviously put on a posture to fight at any time, but he was hesitant to make a move.

Not much nonsense, Xia Shao punched Jiang Langting's arm in front of him quickly.

Jiang Langting, who was good at defense, took another step back, constantly changing directions from Xia Shao's side, and did not make a move for a long time.

He put the glove up to the brow bone, waited for Xia Shao's second strike, and then punched back to resist the fierce punching wind. He found that Xia Shao's punches were very clean and agile, and the strength was not too heavy, but the strength of his arms was extremely strong , like tearing the air through a bleeding mouth.

"You hit me," Xia Shao became serious, spreading his legs apart, "I can't just hit you."

Jiang Langting lowered his body to dodge to the side, and threw out a left uppercut, hitting Xia Shao's side.The person who was hit didn't have time to react, and didn't feel too much pain. He rolled most of his body and punched Jiang Langting on the shoulder.

Almost unable to stand still after being beaten, Jiang Langting stared straight at him and smiled, "You're pretty straight."

He discovered another side of summer burn and was excited about it.

Jiang Langting raised his eyebrows, looked at Xia Shao's focused expression, and said, "The more tempered the person, the more ruthless he is, isn't it?"

Ignoring his tentative words, Xia Shao swallowed his saliva and sent out a straight punch: "You said you were going to hit the heart, right?"

It was a coincidence that this punch just missed Jiang Langting's right chest.

Jiang Langting stretched his back and became more patient, circling Xia Shao several times to see how many empty punches the opponent threw.

An obviously deviated jab was struck, Xia Shao dodged awkwardly, and the strong wind whistled past his ears.

The gym equipment becomes the audience.

The smell of iron mixed with sweat lingers in the breath of summer burn.

He and Jiang Langting just stood against each other.

Xia Shao took a few breaths, his eyelashes were almost wet with sweat.

He knew that Jiang Langting had been giving way to him, but he didn't take the opportunity to take him down.Xia Shao thought about it, changed his strategy, and thought about Jiang Langting's continuous punching movements for punching the sandbags just now, then he clenched his fists and launched a group of fierce attacks.

"You're a fast learner." Jiang Langting praised him.

After being beaten, he can still chat with ease, which almost "ignites" Xia Shao.

A never-before-seen desire to conquer erupted from the bottom of his heart. He strode forward, wanting to throw a punch at close range, but the distance was too close, his feet were not properly placed, and he accidentally hooked when he lifted and changed legs. Caught Jiang Langting's ankle.

With a "boom", Jiang Langting fell onto the ring on his back.

Xia Shao couldn't stand still, and directly pressed on Jiang Langting's body.

As he was punching, Xia Shao bent one arm against Jiang Langting's chest, and the other arm was reflexively supporting himself on the platform of the ring.

Xia Shao's arms were so sore that he couldn't move them.

They fell together, and from a distance they looked like two unlucky players who had been KO'd together by the opponent, and it was difficult to tell the winner.

It was the first time Xia Shao looked at Jiang Langting so closely.

He could feel the temperature of his body was very high, while the surface of the arena was blown cold by the electric fan, bringing a little bit of residual heat from his body's stepping on it.

Taking a breath, Xia Shao heard Jiang Langting say, "The match is over."

The other party's voice was a little hoarse.

"No, no..."

At the end of the sentence, Xia Shao barely propped up his upper body, raised the arm in front of his chest, and punched Jiang Langting at the heart where he said before, gently and steadily.

"It's over now." Xia Shao said.