Although since the last event, Xu Ling has never looked for Yang Fan again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but Yang Fan felt that he should still go up and say hello.

After hesitating again and again, Yang Fan still put down the spoon in his hand and walked over generously.

"Manager Xu, hello!"

Xu Ling obviously didn't expect that there were still acquaintances on the campus of Ontario University, she raised her head in surprise and looked at Yang Fan, as if she couldn't remember who Yang Fan was for a while, and her face was full of embarrassment.

Yang Fan knew that Xu Ling had forgotten herself, so he kindly reminded her: "The last time Kobe Bryant came to Hefei, I participated as a student player. ”

"Oh, remember, you're the king......"

Yang Fan didn't know if she really remembered it, and he even regretted coming over to say hello to this unnecessary greeting.

"Yang Fan......" Yang Fan still said his name by himself.

"Hey, look at my memory, it's easy to forget things when you're old, haven't you gone to class?" Xu Ling hurriedly found herself a step down.

"I'll go later." After Yang Fan finished speaking, he felt that he should make up a sentence, "Wait until breakfast is over." ”

Xu Ling hurriedly said: "Then you hurry up and eat, don't delay class, I came to see my sister, and I won't stay long, otherwise I will invite you to have a meal at noon." ”

Xu Ling pointed to the girl sitting across from her, and Yang Fan looked at her and smiled politely at her. The girl pursed her lips and smiled at him.

Yang Fan's heart beat violently, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he hurriedly said to Xu Ling: "Manager Xu, you are polite, you are a guest, I should have invited you, next time you come, talk to me in advance, and I can make a move." Yang Fan took out his mobile phone as he spoke, "It's not early, I'll go back to eat first."

Xu Ling hurriedly said, "Go quickly, don't delay class." ”

When Yang Fan turned around and returned to his dining table, the girl whispered to Xu Ling, "Why is this person so hypocritical? ”

Xu Ling smiled: "I think it's very good, it's very good at things." He should be well-known in your school, don't you know? ”

The girl smiled: "I'm also famous, he doesn't seem to know me." Besides, with him as flamboyant as he is, I really think it's best not to know him! ”

The girl thought that their chat was very quiet, but Yang Fan, who was sitting behind her, could hear it clearly. Yang Fan was a little lost at first, but then he thought about it: "You don't rare me, and I don't rare you." There are more people who like me! Thinking of this, my mood got better inexplicably, and I didn't care about the heat, so I drank a bowl of porridge in one go.

There was indeed a class in the morning, but Yang Fan didn't plan to go there. Since the last time he joined the varsity team, he has slowly learned to skip classes. Yang Fan also found that Zhou Xiaochuan was addicted to skipping class, he was still worried about this matter for the first time and the second time, and he felt thrilling. Over time, it becomes a habit.

Back in the dormitory, Yang Fan found that Zhou Xiaochuan was still arguing with Feng Liya. Yang Fan couldn't understand it, just hang up the phone without saying a word, the two of them were so patient even to quarrel. Yang Fan didn't bother to listen to what they were arguing about, and directly grabbed his backpack.

"Tell Feng Liya, I'm going to their gym."

Zhou Xiaochuan waved his hand and motioned for Yang Fan to get out of here. Yang Fan unplugged the phone line before leaving, and then ran out as if he was running away.

Zhou Xiaochuan chased to the door, and quickly turned back to get the mobile phone, and when he came out again, Yang Fan was gone, he quickly picked up the mobile phone and dialed Feng Liya's mobile phone.

"No, no, it was Yang Fan who pulled out the phone line. Really, really, how dare I hang up your phone......" Zhou Xiaochuan apologized and closed the door of the dormitory, and the ugliness of his family was not publicized.

When Yang Fan came to the gym, he hesitated for a long time in front of the equipment. He remembered the duel with Xiao Hei yesterday. "One force will drop a hundred times," he suddenly remembered in his mind.

After hesitating for a long time, he took the two heaviest dumbbells from the dumbbell rack, lay down on the dumbbell bench, and started to fly birds.

As soon as he finished the two sets, his personal trainer came to work.

"Yang Fan, put that thing down." Although the personal trainer is a fitness maniac and his muscles are terrifying, he speaks very softly.

Yang Fan threw away the dumbbells, and he didn't know if he had used too much force just now, he felt that his pectoralis major muscles were about to explode.

"Don't practice on your own, wait until I'm done changing." After saying this, the personal trainer turned around and went to the locker room.

Yang Fan was very obedient and didn't do it anymore, but his chest muscles hurt a little, and he rubbed it there vigorously.

"What kind of pain?" The personal trainer has come out. He guessed that Yang Fan might have injured himself.

"I can't say it, it feels like a broken thread." Yang Fan didn't know how to describe the pain.

"That's okay, if I don't stop you, I guess your chest muscles will be torn!" Although he wanted to say that this result was very serious, it might be because of the tone, no matter how it sounded, it seemed to be deliberately scaring people.

The trainer put the dumbbells on the floor back on the shelf and picked a smaller team.

"Do what I taught you yesterday, do it with all your might." He handed the dumbbell to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan didn't particularly remember what the personal trainer said yesterday, so he had to act according to his own understanding. The personal trainer was not annoying, and constantly helped him correct his movements and breathing.

The morning's training was over, and due to the strict requirements of the personal trainer, Yang Fan felt that he was about to fall apart.

After feeling that his breath had eased a little, Yang Fan suddenly asked, "Coach, when will I be able to practice like you." ”

The personal trainer looked at Yang Fan in surprise: "Why do you want to practice like me?" ”

"It's exciting! Aren't all those old blacks like this? ”

The personal trainer felt that although Yang Fan was also an athlete, he really didn't know much about fitness.

"I'm training specifically to participate in bodybuilding competitions, if you really practice like me, it's not good, one is poor endurance, and the other is weight, which affects bounce."

Yang Fan didn't understand the meaning of the personal trainer very well, so the personal trainer simply brought up a blackboard from downstairs and started from the most basic principle of muscle gain.

This is the first time Yang Fan has heard such a systematic explanation, and he listened to it with relish.

"You understand now, don't you?" After talking about all the knowledge points, the personal trainer asked Yang Fan.

"Understood." Yang Fan nodded.

"What else is the problem?"

"So what should I focus on?" Yang Fan asked.

This question was asked very well, and the personal trainer touched his chin and thought for a while: "Based on my past experience, it is best for you to practice speed and explosion in this position." Although the strength must also be practiced, it must be in moderation, otherwise it will affect the feel. ”

Yang Fan nodded, he vaguely remembered that Tang Zhenfei had said something similar before.