Text Volume 1 Under the Neon_Chapter 442 Properly
The training of the long-term class is more difficult, the minimum is eight hours a day, and sometimes it is common to encounter performances and competitions, and 12 hours. Net.136z.>
But short-term classes are different, they are all students, and the dojo should fully consider whether they can stand their studies and physical fitness. So it's four hours of training every day, two in the morning and two in the afternoon.
Kang Mingzhu couldn't get out, sitting on the rest bench next to him, secretly ruthless, thinking about how to retaliate against Zhou Qing after he went out.
But no matter how you think about it, there is no other way than to find a complaint from the parents.
And whether his parents will ignore him is also two words.
A lesson from the past, when he caused trouble in the past, his parents came up and took the initiative to apologize.
Hu Xiaozhao was smart and clever, and took the initiative to sit in front of Kang Mingzhu: "Your family is quite rich, right?" ”
"What's your business?"
Kang Mingzhu seemed to have found the object of the anger and said loudly.
"It's okay, I'll just come to you for a casual chat, I want to see how you can take revenge on Zhou Qing?"
"He beats people and breaks the law, I will definitely find the police to arrest him!"
"Are you hurt? Even if you are injured, since you have come to the dojo, you are a person from the dojo, and the police will take care of you a few times? ”
"Then I'll ask my dad to find someone from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to close this underworld."
Hu Xiaozhao smiled: "You are more childish, what if your father is the secretary of the municipal party committee of Binhai City, why won't he make a big fuss because of this..136z.> the latest and fastest update, what will it do?" Bullying also depends on whether others agree or not. ”
"I'll tell you the truth, the second boss of this dojo is the chairman of Jinsha Group, so no matter how powerful your father is, it is difficult to force others. If he doesn't get it right, he can get into trouble himself. ”
"Who are you scaring about!"
"Why don't you let your dad try it?"
Seeing that Kang Mingzhu didn't speak, Hu Xiaozhao continued: "I can see that you are quite talented in fighting, and you really love this industry, since this is the case, it is better to train here." You see Zhou Qing is very young, right, but people like me play two or three times. If you are interested, I will help you make peace, and let him teach you training in person, no worse than Yang Mu in your mouth. ”
"Blow what?"
"I'm really not bragging, Zhou Qing's skills and the old people in this dojo know it, you can ask casually."
"Not interested."
Kang Mingzhu was a little relieved in his heart, but he still couldn't swallow the humiliating breath he had just made in public.
"Think about it for yourself."
……
Zhou Qing was supervising Kong Junjie's kicks while the other students' training continued.
And because he's here, one by one he trains to play with his life, heha has a voice, and he does his best.
When Kong Junjie kicked his leg to one hundred and fifteen, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and his right leg was numb and almost unconscious..136z.> the latest and fastest update, provided
But he was stoic, and he refused to stop until his body shook and he was still kicking when he was unsteady on his feet. But when he lifted his feet, he fell to the ground with a limp.
This fall is like the whole person is useless, and he no longer has the strength to get up.
Struggling, it was easy to get up, and two hundred kicks were completed in fits and starts.
Zhou Qing's eyes lit up slightly, although this Kong Junjie is young, he is a really good seedling.
As we all know, martial arts together, which tube boxing, sanda, fighting. If you want to learn well, half of your talent will be your best and half of your hard work will be half of your efforts.
As long as you dare to train, a little tenacity, a little talent. If you keep practicing, you will inevitably achieve something.
Kong Junjie's quality in this area is obviously good, and his speed, accuracy, and time between legs when kicking are also outstanding.
Zhou Qing saw that he was about to sit on the ground, and stopped: "Don't sit." ”
Kong Junjie was a little afraid of Zhou Qing, although he didn't have the strength to stand firm, he was firmly nailed to the spot.
Zhou Qing's short body skillfully pressed on his leg muscles for a while, and then waved his hand to let him rest.
As far as Kong Junjie's body is concerned, if he sat down immediately just now, he probably won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow.
"How are you studying?"
Zhou Qing sat next to Kong Junjie against a pillar.
Kong Junjie didn't expect Zhou Qing to chat with him, and responded nervously: "About thirty." ”
"That's pretty much it."
Kong Junjie's words flickered: "There are a total of thirty-five people in our class. ”
Zhou Qing couldn't help laughing: "You just say that you are the sixth from the bottom." ”
Kong Junjie saw that he was not as serious as just now, and relaxed a little: "I don't even want to go to school, but my mother has to force me to go." ”
"If you don't go to school, you can't do it."
"Aren't a lot of famous fighters not very highly educated? Coach Yang seems to have graduated from junior high school. ”
"Times are different."
Zhou Qing said, casually saying, "In this way, you go back and discuss with your parents to see if you can simply ask the school for a leave of absence and train with me for a while." Two months later, there will be a Star Cup competition about fighting, and all the students will participate, and I would like to give you a spot. ”
Kong Junjie thought he had misheard: "Brother Qing, what did you say?" ”
"I'm just asking, it may delay my studies a little, if you are interested, give me a specific answer tomorrow."
Kong Junjie hurriedly responded: "I am willing, willing!" ”
Zhou Qing smiled: "What use are you willing to have, go back and discuss it with your parents." ”
"Okay, okay."
Kong Junjie was no longer tired, and the spirit stood up.
Fighting is his dream, and he's been dreaming it since he was in elementary school. Unexpectedly, all of a sudden, it was within reach.
The Star Cup, one of the most well-known competitions on campus, is held in Kyoto City in April and May every year, and the reason why he likes to fight is because he saw the Star Cup Fighting Match.
"But Brother Qing, I've only been training for less than a month, am I qualified?"
"It doesn't necessarily mean that you will be allowed to pass, and for the sake of fairness, there will definitely be a selection one month before the start of the competition to determine the participants. So you have to be mentally prepared, even if you train hard, when the time comes, the results are not as good as others, there is no chance to compete. ”
"I know, I'm going to try."
"Well, rest well, don't train today."
Zhou Qing patted him on the shoulder and stood up, it was Hu Xiaozhao waving at him from a distance.
When he got closer, he glanced at Kang Mingzhu's direction: "What's wrong?" ”
Hu Xiaozhao smiled and said a few words: "Qingzi, that kid is not too bad, he just can't find the bottom of the steps, you see ......"
Zhou Qing knew what he meant, and he didn't want to have any misunderstanding with his parents because of a Kang Mingzhu. The reason why he did it was because of the rules of the dojo, and it was impossible for him to see who was powerful and allowed him to favor the other party.
Thinking about it, he took the initiative to walk to Kang Mingzhu's side: "Do you want to practice with me?" ”
Kang Mingzhu came hard: "Are you afraid? ”
"Of course I'm afraid, the son of Kang Boshi, vice president of Huatai Bank, I can't afford to provoke a little person like me."
"How do you know?"
"It doesn't matter."