teacher, come here

As soon as Han Yuan entered the gym, there was already a circle of people standing on the other side of the ring, and there were cheers, applause and whistles from time to time.

No need to look, it must be the curator's friends who are cutting trouble there.Han Yuan has already figured out the ways of those fighting friends very clearly.Most of the nature of playing tickets mostly.

But today is different from the past, even a few female students joined the crowd of onlookers.

Bodybuilding coach Li Jiebing also joined the cheerleaders in crop shorts, clapping and screaming.

It seems that Shao Lin is here.

Han Yuan changed into his sports clothes and went to the ring to watch.

Shao Lin had already pushed a boxer back on the ground, and his hands were tightly pinned to his legs from behind.The man was crawling on the ground, his legs pinned into an arched shape, looking extremely painful.

"Admit defeat?"

The man on the ground blushed like a pig's heart and lungs, his brows were twisted into twists, and he struggled on the ground for more than ten seconds, spitting out all his saliva, but he didn't speak.

Shao Lin hugged his legs and said goodbye again. "Admit defeat, admit defeat." The man said hastily like killing a pig.

Shao Lin let go of those legs and jumped out at once.

Facing the booing and applauding spectators, he gave everyone a nondescript fist, and seemed to enjoy the onlookers and support of the public.

When he saw Han Yuan in the crowd, he tossed his head and gave him a wink.

"Which other fighters want to come on stage and give advice?" Shao Lin said with a smile, but at present it fell on Han Yuan.

Han Yuan turned and walked away.

There was a burst of applause from behind, and it seemed that another one who was not afraid of being hit jumped up.

This kind of game-style fighting seems exciting, but it is actually very boring.Every move and every move is full of acting-like tricks, and it's okay to watch the excitement, but in Han Yuan's view, the cut is too slow, like a lengthy serial drama, which makes him unable to keep his mind.

During this period of time, the curator's interest was spent on expanding training. He wholeheartedly wanted to add fighting skills training to it, and he yearned to organize a few serious fighting competitions here.It's just that students are easy to find, but coaches are hard to find.

Those with better local skills are all in the sports school, so Li Jianyong intends to persuade Shao Lin to use his spare time to take lessons here, so that he and his boxing friends can have a new improvement in technique.

Shao Lin didn't reject it all, but said to go back and think about it carefully. When Li Jianyong heard it, he immediately thought that he had agreed, so Hu La recruited a group of people to come over to support Shao Lin.

Shao Lin is not an exceptional person either, so he taught one by one to convince the boxers who came to challenge.

After a while, the number of students increased one after another, and the training ground gradually dispersed.

Pan Yueyue also came, and Han Yuan taught her to ride a spinning bike for a while.Because the gym has reserved space for the fighting training ground, the space is limited, so I put a few in the equipment area, and anyone who is interested can go up and touch it.

Han Yuan would ride for a while when he was free.

While watching Pan Yueyue ride a bicycle, Han Yuan stretched his legs and moved his joints.

Pan Yueyue also turned her head to look at Han Yuan.

This slender young man bends down, strides, presses, every movement is very flexible.

Someone behind him whistled.Han Yuan straightened up, Shao Lin looked at him with a sports coat on his shoulders and a smile on his face.

"Yo."

"Stop playing?" Han Yuan asked.

"It's boring. It's okay to play a few times. It's better to find someone who is evenly matched." Shao Lin smiled.

"Want to continue? How about I play with you a few times." Han Yuan stared at Shao Lin.

Shao Lin's eyes widened all of a sudden: "You are willing to accompany me."

"Agree or disagree?" Han Yuan went straight to the point.

"I agree. It's just," Shao Lin scratched his head, "I can't afford your appearance fee."

Shao Lin knows himself?

"This time it's a gift." Han Yuan smiled lightly.

"When?" Shaolin asked.

"In a moment, after get off work."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

After Shao Lin finished speaking, he stepped forward and retreated at a training pace, and jumped to the training ground to hit sandbags.

Huang Yinuo came over suddenly: "Xiao Yuan, are you nervous about studying at school?"

Han Yuan glanced at Huang Yinuo, and after a while, he said lightly, "I'm a senior in high school, what do you think?"

Huang Yinuo was covered in sweat, making his skin shiny and shiny.It seems to be coated with a layer of olive oil, which makes the muscles more muscular.The scene of Shen Yin's hand touching his muscles flashed through Han Yuan's mind.

Han Yuan picked up a dumbbell on the ground and played with it a few times.

"That's right. I don't think you go to school very much." Huang Yinuo chuckled and was about to leave, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Your teacher, what's his name? It seems to be Shen Yin. Why haven't you seen him these days?"

Han Yuan threw the dumbbell on the ground, and he picked up a heavier one, "I'm probably busy. He is a dedicated worker, and he has to grade papers at night." Han Yuan said.

Huang Yinuo felt a little melancholy, "Teacher's job is really hard."

"Well. They are mental workers." Han Yuan said.

Huang Yinuo secretly groaned. At that time, he only called Shen Yin, thinking that he would take the initiative to contact him, but a week passed without seeing anyone.

Huang Yinuo regretted why he didn't leave Shen Yin's phone number behind.

"Do you have Teacher Shen's phone number?" Huang Yinuo asked with the last hope.

Han Yuan stopped, glanced at him, and slanted his mouth: "Yes."

Huang Yinuo's eyes lit up, "Show me."

"I can't give his private phone number to others without permission," Han Yuan said.

Huang Yinuo was stunned, "Then you can ask me in class tomorrow. Just say, I have something to ask him, and I want his phone number."

"Yeah." Han Yuan turned his body away.

When it was almost 9 o'clock, the gym was almost gone, and Han Yuan glanced at Shao Lin.He is jumping rope.

He danced and twisted the flowers, looking very light.

Han Yuan walked towards the bar and told the little girl to go first, while he locked the door.The little girl couldn't wait for this, she smiled brightly, gave the key to Han Yuan, packed up all the odds and ends, and left.

At 9:15, there were only two people in the gym, Han Yuan and Shao Lin.

Shao Lin stopped skipping rope, glanced at Han Yuan, and waved to him.Very pulling, very hanging.

Han Yuan walked over to him.

As soon as Shao Lin jumped, he jumped in from the side of the rope and landed firmly on the ring.

Han Yuan lifted the rope and got in.

"Han Yuan, I've been waiting for this moment." Shao Lin said.

Han Yuan curled his lips. "That kept you waiting."

"What do you play? K1? Boxing? MMA or," Shao Lin flexed his wrist, "use your best Sanda."

Han Yuan's eyes flashed: "You know me."

Shao Lin smiled: "Teacher Jiang's closed disciple, the favorite student. How could I not know."

"Do you know Teacher Jiang?"

"If you don't believe it, I started to learn boxing at the age of 15 after watching the National Sanda Championships that Mr. Jiang participated in. I started to participate in various competitions, domestic and foreign. In the middle, I took the initiative to contact him. He came out of the mountain, but he refused, and said that he now has a proud closed-door disciple to train. I asked his disciple's name, and he told me it was Han Yuan." Shao Lin smiled slightly when he said this.

"I retired from the national team last year. I volunteered to coach in this sports school because Mr. Jiang gave lectures here."

Shao Lin said simply.

Some things he didn't say, he was shocked and lost when he learned that Mr. Jiang had passed the world in a car accident.And, the excitement and anticipation when I found out about Han Yuan's residence.

"Okay, now you know that I'm here for you. What do you want to compare?" Shao Lin asked.

"You are so good at locking skills, then mma is fine." Han Yuan said.

Shao Lin's eyes widened: "Are you sure?"

"Ah."

Shao Lin looked at Han Yuan thoughtfully.

"You have been unwilling to fight with me, and suddenly changed your mind. What conspiracy do you have?" Shao Lin asked.

"I won, you taught me the lock technique."

Shao Lin was a little surprised, and opened his mouth exaggeratedly, "Okay. The premise is that you can beat me."

"You decide the rules." Han Yuan said.

"There is no time limit, until the opponent admits defeat." Shao Lin chuckled, he could almost imagine Han Yuan's annoyed expression when he was beaten and crawled on the ground.

"it is good."

The two stood facing each other.Han Yuan clenched his fists and covered his head.A group of Shao Lin's boxing techniques had already hit like raindrops, and Han Yuan lowered his head to dodge them one by one.

Shao Lin leaped, and rushed over with a hug, Han Yuan stepped back in time, Shao Lin's hand only reached enough to grab Han Yuan's waist.

Han Yuan swept high and kicked over, Shao Lin blocked it with his hand, and Han Yuan kicked sideways.

Han Yuan's idea is very simple.This is the experience he has gained from countless underground fights. The more technically complex an opponent he faces, the simpler his attack must be, and the more he must win with one blow.

What really works is a punch, or that kick.

Shao Lin has been participating in regular competitions, which have many rules and relative ostentation. Although they did not agree on the rules in advance, the rules have grown invisible in Shao Lin's mind and are remembered by his body.

But Han Yuan has no such scruples.Shao Lin's fist and foot combination is very coordinated, and his movements are also beautiful. A dozen is a set.Han Yuan just kept out of the way.

But Han Yuan basically didn't punch.Get out whenever you get the chance.Boxing side sweep, high sweep, Sanda side kick.

He also moves punches, but they are feints, used to cover the movement of his legs.

Han Yuan's grasp of the distance is very accurate, and he can basically bring Shao Lin into the effective attack range.

After a few moves, Shao Lin saw through Han Yuan's intentions, so he intentionally shortened the distance between the two, wanting to engage in close combat.

Han Yuan retreated, Shao Lin chased after him, saw the opportunity, and threw another hug.But Han Yuan didn't dodge this time, and distanced himself from Shao Lin. Instead, he took a few steps to meet him, and at the same time, he punched Shao Lin on the head.

Shao Lin shook and fell to the ground.

After a few seconds, Shao Lin shook his head and stood up unsteadily.Xiang Han Yuan showed his fist again.

"KO. Still fighting?" Han Yuan ticked off the corner of his mouth.It was a very manly smile.

Shao Lin just woke up like a dream, "KO. This is not true." He howled exaggeratedly.

"Admit the bet and admit defeat." Han Yuan looked at Shao Lin leisurely.

"OK, whatever you say is what you say." Shao Lin looked sad and indignant.

His mind was still circling why he fell for Han Yuan's tricks, thinking that in order to avoid the lock technique he was not good at, he only wanted to fight him at distance.

this liar.

"You didn't use all your locking skills. Otherwise, I wouldn't have won so easily." Han Yuan said.

Indeed, if Shao Lin kept dragging Han Yuan to the ground, although Han might not necessarily lose, he would not win so quickly either.A big aspect of Shao Lin is that he underestimates the enemy.Han Yuan just hit him by surprise.

"You just understand."

Shao Lin's face obviously looked much better.It was almost ashamed just now.

"Now you can become a teacher." Shao Lin said solemnly.

"Who?"

"Me. Aren't you going to learn the lock technique?"

"I want to learn, but I didn't say apprenticeship."

"Let's talk now. I'm older than you, and you won't suffer from calling me Master."

"I'll just pay with one teacher," Han Yuan said.

Shao Lin rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay. Then tell me why you suddenly want to learn the lock technique."

"Do you teach?" Han Yuan asked.

"Teach." Shao Lin replied immediately.