National fitness

"Okay, take it off and stand over."

Yan Yan leaned heavily against the back of the chair, stretched out his long legs, rested his chin on one hand, and stared at Xin Ran motionlessly.

The latter pursed his mouth in embarrassment, pulling at the hem of his jacket with trembling hands.

——It seems that I took the script of the domineering president next door by mistake.

In fact, the two were just fulfilling their agreement to "take another photo after [-] classes".

"Young man, are you staring at me like this, are you afraid that I will be embarrassed?"

Xin Ran stood with her back against the grid wall and relaxed.

Yan Yan felt really embarrassed in his heart, but he raised his eyebrows and bluffed and said:

"Then what are you going to do? I'll turn around, and then you take a selfie? Take the picture early and eat early, take off quickly."

Although he didn't know what the embarrassment was in watching a big man take off his clothes.

"Tsk."

Xin Ran no longer twitched, thinking that Yan Yan should not be able to see the real little shyness in his heart—but he didn't know that Yan Yan also had the same mental activity at this time.

Unlike the first photo shoot, Xin Ran didn't take off her clothes before going to the base of the wall - because she was sitting there like a master Yan Yan, and it was even more embarrassing to get closer.

Facing the grid wall, he lifted up his shirt and took it off without hesitation, and stood with his back facing Yan Yan, holding it in his hands. The muscles that were stretched during the process were all a good sight in Yan Yan's eyes.

Yan Yan narrowed his eyes unconsciously, without saying a word, but in his heart he compared the fair-skinned person in front of him with his previous photos point by point - the neck was still slender, but the shoulders were no longer so thin, and the butterfly bones It is still prominent but not obtrusive at all, the waist is narrow and tight, and the waist groove is more obvious.

Saying it's not sexy would be a lie.

He still remembers how he himself evaluated Xin Ran back then.

At first, in his mind, Xin Ran was a good-looking, tall man with a thin stature and no imposing manner.He thought in his heart more than once: If Xin Ran's physique was a little stronger, how perfect it would be.

Now Xin Ran lived up to his expectations, and was getting closer to the perfect standard in his heart little by little.

Although Yan Yan still thinks he is thin.

People who are close to 1.8 meters are less than 120 pounds and still not thin?

I don't know what to eat to gain weight—he's still very picky.

"Okay," Yan Yan patted the back, "change the other side."

"Young man," Xin Ran slowly turned to the side and stood up, squinting at Yan Yan, "Are you making pancakes?"

Yan Yan looked at Xin Ran on the screen—the upper arm naturally had the shape of a muscular bulge, but the lines were soft and not exaggerated.

He waved his hand to signal the pancake classmate to switch to another side.

On the positive side, Xin Ran is most embarrassed.The gentleman is magnanimous, but he just feels that the wind blowing around is a bit cold.

The door of this small room in the private teaching hall was tightly closed.

Xin Ran heard the shutter click, but Yan Yan still stared at the phone screen stupidly, neither saying that the shooting was over, nor allowing him to put on his clothes.

He had no choice but to wait for a while, seeing that Yan Yan still didn't move, and was about to leave him alone and put on his clothes, Yan Yan suddenly stood up with his mobile phone and strode towards him.

Originally, the place was not big, Yan Yan stood in front of him with his long legs.

The eyebrows of the person who suddenly approached were slightly furrowed.

Xin Ran was stunned for a moment, and let Yan Yan put both hands on his shoulders—then directly pressed him against the grid wall behind him.

The change is only in a flash, and Xin Ran has not had time to think about anything other than hearing a thump in her heart.

He raised his head slightly, blinked at Yan Yan, and was about to ask, but Yan Yan spoke first:

"Xueba, you are still a tall and low shoulder."

In fact, what Xin Ran didn't know was that Yan Yan was indeed stunned for a moment after seeing him turn around just now.

Although Yan Yan didn't know what he was stupefied with, he subconsciously felt that Xin Ran couldn't see it. Fortunately, his eyes were sharp and he discovered this small problem in Xin Ran's body, so he had this wall-dong.

Yan Yan felt a little startled when he realized it.

Xin Ran felt extremely regretful.

"It's higher on the right."

Yan Yan backed away a little, glanced at Xin Ran's shoulders along the grid lines, and then at this distance, picked up the phone and clicked one more, handed it to Xin Ran, and said:

"Well, see for yourself."

Xin Ran hadn't recovered from the palpitation just now, and felt that such a trivial matter as whether her shoulders were high or low was nothing to worry about.

"Do you sit crookedly when you read?"

Yan Yan folded his arms and looked at him, paying more attention to the question of "high and low shoulders".But seeing that Xin Ran didn't speak for a long time, he felt a little guilty: Did I accidentally poke his sore spot again?

"Uh," Yan Yan added with a deliberate tone, "It's not a big problem, as long as you raise your left shoulder consciously, you can gradually correct it."

Xin Ran still looked at the screen thoughtfully, and did not answer.

Yan Yan called him cautiously: "Xin Ran?"

"Young man," Xin Ran returned the phone to Yan Yan, finally took a breath and said, "I was beaten by you just now? Tsk, I'm a little excited."

"..." Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and said angrily, "Did you listen to me just now?"

Xin Ran winked at him again: "What did you say?"

"... high and low shoulders."

"Who?" Xin Ran's face was full of question marks, and she took a nosy look at Yan Yan's shoulder, "Your shoulders are high or low? I didn't see it."

Yan Yan didn't want to continue this topic, so he had to open the phone's photo album and hand it to Xin Ran:

"... Look through your previous photos yourself and compare them."

"You go back and send me?" Xin Ran thought for a while, "It's a bit embarrassing to see it in front of you."

A few minutes later, in another small room in the private teaching hall.

"Young man, you are not kind!" Xin Ran flew onto the massage table, "Didn't you tell me sooner that you have a bed? I didn't find out until after twenty classes!"

Yan Yan thought to himself: I knew the massage table would look like this when you saw it. If I had told you earlier, would we have been able to finish the class smoothly?

Yan Yan walked over, sat on the bench at one end of the massage table, facing the top of Xin Ran's head, and pulled out the small pillow very unfriendlyly, so that his face was pointed at the hole under the pillow.

But the small pillow was pressed tightly by Xin Ran's face, so it wasn't easy to twitch.

Yan Yan reached out and patted Xin Ran's face.

"This design is really thoughtful," Xin Ran devoted herself to the joy of "having a bed", and praised, "You can vent your anger."

"Let you get comfortable for 2 minutes first," Yan Yan took the opportunity to reach out and rub Xin Ran's soft hair, "I'll see if you can still smile after a while."

"You want..." Xin Ran's muffled voice came over, "What will you do to me?"

Xin Ran's eyes widened where Yan Yan couldn't see, and he couldn't stop staring at the floor, roaring in his heart: I'm almost 30 years old and my head is being patted, is my head being patted?Got touched!

"I am in a good mood today, and I will give you a rehabilitation class."

"Treatment for your shoulder strain..."

Yan Yan reached out to Xin Ran's neck while speaking, and began to knead it with appropriate strength. Of course, he also ignored Xin Ran's very explosive howl, and continued to speak on his own:

"And all kinds of dissatisfaction."

The single massage bed is naturally very narrow, Xin Ran lay on her stomach, her hands were propped outside the edge of the bed, her feet were dangling, her body was very stiff because of fear of pain.

Xin Ran is not like Wen Shu, who goes out for massages whenever he has free time, because he really can't stand the hands of the masters in the massage shop, let alone understand what Wen Shu said about "pain and happiness".

He is a man, yelling in other people's massage parlors, what a shame.

Although he was also yelling at Yan Yan now, he didn't feel "improper" at all.

"I'm not targeting anyone," Yan Yan sighed, "Everyone here... Your shoulders and neck are also stiff while lying down? Your condition is not as good as other aunts!"

"You have the ability to despise me..." Xin Ran gasped, but after listening to Yan Yan's words, she tried her best to relax her limbs, not to resist his strength, "You have the ability to find your aunt!"

Yan Yan's subordinates worked hard.

"Ow—!"

The tragic howl broke out again in the private teaching hall.

"Alright pancakes," Yan Yan patted the back of his neck, "Consciously change sides."

Xin Ran slowed down, turned to face up, rolled his eyes, stared at Yan Yan's head above his own, and said:

"My pancakes are really sensible, I can turn them over by myself, don't worry."

Yan Yan didn't buy it: "If you don't talk poorly, it can be called the most worry-free pancake in the world."

Yan Yan put his hand under Xin Ran's head, let him rest on his palm, then lifted his head up a little bit to keep him in the suspended position, and then withdrew his hand.

"Close your chin—try to squeeze out the feeling of a double chin." Yan Yan said, "Hold on for 30 seconds and do four sets."

"Another four groups?"

Xin Ran's head was hanging in the air, and his voice almost broke.He tried his best to close his chin, his neck trembled uncontrollably, and complained:

"Isn't today's class over?"

Yan Yan didn't answer.

"This action is too tiring! My neck is about to break!"

Yan Yan still didn't answer.

"How many seconds, young man? Are you counting seriously!"

Yan Yan still didn't want to answer.

thump--

"I think 30 seconds is already here."

Xin Ran didn't feel sorry for her clever head, and smashed her head on the... hole in the massage table.

"...you have a little perseverance, okay?"

Although Yan Yan had expected that Xin Ran would not be able to hold on for a few seconds, he still couldn't help persuading him:

"This action can tone the neck muscles, you remember. You can also do it at home in the future."

"Help me remember," Xin Ran shook his head from side to side, "It's impossible for me to do it myself, even in this lifetime."

"Then I'll watch over you today, let's do our best. Ten groups, okay?"

Yan Yan pressed his restless head and ordered: "Hurry up, the second 30 seconds."

Of course, it was even more impossible to do ten sets. Xin Ran closed her eyes after finishing four sets, and said nothing, so Yan Yan had no choice but to zoom in and walk to Xin Ran's side in silence.

Then, he raised one of his legs.

"You won't..." Xin Ran froze suddenly, "You want to stretch me here?"

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows and replaced all answers with actions.

Xin Ran is fine today, class starts at 03:30, and when Yan Yan finishes torturing him, it will be around 05:30.

It was still early, so I took a shower in the gym, tidied myself up, and was going to ask Yan Yan, who was about to get off work, to go downstairs for dinner together.

At this moment, Xin Ran has finished blowing her hair, and she is no longer the miserable look just now.

He had his hair cut last week and it was clean and fresh.Now he has changed into a simple but well-fitting white T, with loose light-colored cropped jeans, a pair of clover shell heads that he forcibly confiscated for fitness, and his leather jacket on his back. light camel backpack.

Standing at the door of Yan Yan's office, it can be said that he looks like a dog, just like a student boy, without the airs of an associate professor.

Tsk, tell others that this is an associate professor?He didn't believe it himself.

In fact, Xin Ran went to take a shower, and Yan Yan picked up the clothes and washed them, neither of them knew that they were next door to each other.But Yan Yan only sweated a little while stretching for Xin Ran, and washed it a little, but it was faster than Xin Ran.

Right now he is packing up his things in the office.

The popularity of the gym is much higher than when he first came here. With the addition of two full-time coaches, the manpower has suddenly become sufficient.

Even Yan Yan's own students had a full line up, and usually had no time to hang out like before.

Fortunately, the manager still fulfilled his promise of "half a day off and one day off in rotation".

Not only can he take a full day off on Saturdays every week, but he only works the day shift every Wednesday, and he officially leaves work at [-]:[-] a.m., earning a night of free time.

Xin Ran leaned against the door, looked at Yan Yan in amazement and said:

"Huh? Young man, it's the first time I see you not wearing sportswear? Although this outfit...is a bit too tattered."

"Scholar, you just don't know anything about fashion."

Yan Yan was indeed wearing a pair of tattered jeans and a stylish T-shirt with a fancy style, although Xin Ran didn't know what brand it was.

Xin Ran took advantage of the time when everyone was busy packing up, and hurriedly took a few more glances at Yan Shaoxia.

He had never seen the style of the young man in front of him. He was used to uniform coach uniforms before, so he really thought he was a "simple sports style".

Xin Ran looked down and saw his rather luxurious sneakers.

Should have noticed.

This is the usual appearance of this young man. He is youthful, not overly flamboyant, and not too flashy. There are only a few colors on his body, but when he stands there, he is not only eye-catching, but also eye-catching.

Xin Ran wondered why Yan Yan's words sounded so familiar, remembering that he had said it to him before, she couldn't help but smile:

"... A young hero with too small a mind is not a good young hero."

"Whatever—it's off work, it's off work," Yan Yan happily picked up his cylindrical shoulder bag for fitness, the straps were kept very short, and the bag was slanted on his back.He pushed Xin Ran out, afraid that he would have to work overtime when he was late, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Xin Ran clicked her tongue in her heart.

He thought to himself: Can I trouble this young man to take back his radiant vitality a little bit?The whole person is so bright that it hurts the eyes, and the elderly can't stand it.

But Yan Yan thought: It can't be his fault, it's the first time I have a part-time job for so long, I'm a little excited.

The two walked to the floor they often went to, and it was just after six o'clock.

Although the mall is not as crowded as on weekends, it is also the busiest time of the day.

Just when hesitating and not knowing which restaurant to eat, a young mother next to them passed by them with a child:

"Mom—I want McDonald's—"

"Hey, let's eat less fried food...can we eat dumplings?"

"No—I just want to eat McDonald's—"

Xin Ran suddenly dragged out his voice, imitating the tone of the child just now and said to Yan Yan:

"Young man—I want to eat McDonald's?"

"... Be good, let's eat less fried, dumplings... Forget it, I want to eat McDonald's too."

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

Xin Ran kept "tsk" in her heart.

He just said "good".

Is this how young people feel when they fall in love?

what do you say that is?Thumping?

In a McDonald's restaurant.

"It's becoming more and more convenient to order food now." Xin Ran took the McDonald's self-ordering ticket stub and looked over it over and over again. "My impression of fast food restaurants when I was young was only long queues."

Yan Yanmo didn't answer, he was also shocked by Xin Ran's picky look when he ordered just now, "I don't eat salad dressing, and I don't want to eat lettuce... forget it, I don't want hamburgers, I just ordered it casually".

You can choose fast food, there is no one else.

"Please pick up the meal for No. 467——Is the guest of No. 467 here——Please pick up the meal—"

"Go," Xin Ran flipped her wrist, and handed the ticket stub between two slender fingers to Yan Yan, "Remember to take the sweet and sour sauce, I won't eat the rest."

Yan Yan slipped on the sole of his foot and almost lost his footing.

There's really no one left.

Yan Yan came back with a plate, and put an assortment of snacks in front of Xin Ran. Although there were only two of them, they acted as if they were eating for four.

Xin Ran clawed at a pile of snacks, and asked Yan Yan:

"Do you want taro or pineapple?"

Yan Yan answered while dismantling his grilled chicken leg burger:

"Pineapple."

"But I want a pineapple."

"..." Yan Yan paused as he removed the oil paper, and asked with a complicated expression, "Then why are you asking me?"

"Well," Xin Ran opened the pineapple pie, and took a bite cautiously because it was hot, "Let's see if we have a tacit understanding."

"Ah," Yan Yan sighed resignedly, took out half of the hamburger in his hand, and handed it to Xin Ran's mouth, "Do you want to eat meat? There is no salad dressing."

The hamburger in Yan Yan's hands instantly smelled delicious, and the meat looked tender and juicy.

Xin Ran raised her eyebrows.

If he knew it was so delicious, he ordered one just now.

—and he took a big bite, without coyness or mercy.

The burgers would have tasted better if the two girls at the next table hadn't cast excited glances at them.

Yan Yan didn't pay attention to his surroundings, but seeing that Xin Ran rarely showed interest in a certain food, he blurted out and asked:

"Why don't you just take it and eat it if you like?"

Xin Ran immediately made an expression of "You actually despise me".

Yan Yan hurriedly ate the hamburger without taking a sip of water.

The two girls at the next table continued to cast excited glances.

Xin Ran turned to give them a polite smile, and then ate her pineapple pie.

Still have time to think: Do you want to feed Yan Shaoxia?

Tsk, this pie is still a little hot.