126: The rule of the competition here is not to point to the end, but not to get up

Last time, Jiang Yong said that she wanted to join the fighting team, and the teacher replied to her, asking her to come to the fighting gym when she was free.

On this day, Jiang Yong went after class, and the teacher, that is, Coach Wang of the school's specially hired martial arts team, received Jiang Yong with a smile on his face, told her about the training schedule and various precautions of the school team, and prepared several sets of training clothes for her.

A boy on the side flipped through it roughly.

day, four sets.

He muttered dissatisfiedly: "I had two sets at the beginning, this is too partial......"

Coach Wang's ears were sharp, and when he heard it, he raised his hand and gave him a burst, "Don't think I don't know that your training clothes are only washed once a week, and two sets are not enough?!" The delicate little girl is comparable to you stinky men? ”

Boy: "......"

He cried and thought to himself: Whose delicate little girl is going to learn martial arts.

Coach Wang, who was still fierce in the face of the boys, turned his head to look at Jiang Yong and his eyes were full of love: "I don't know if the size of the clothes is suitable, there is a dressing room in front, do you want to try it, lest you take it tomorrow to change." ”

Jiang Yong thought about it, so he went to the dressing room to try on the size of the clothes.

She bit her leather band tied her long hair into a ponytail and changed into a loose practice uniform.

White straight-leg long-sleeved trousers, the placket and belt are black, and they are quite fit.

When Jiang Yong changed into a practice uniform and walked out, the male team members around him who were originally practicing were stunned.

It's cute and sassy, this is actually their little junior sister, when it comes to sparring, who can do it!

Coach Wang saw that Jiang Yong's clothes were suitable, nodded with satisfaction, and asked Jiang Yong: "If you don't have classes in the afternoon, you can practice in our hall and get acquainted with familiar people by the way." ”

Jiang Yong nodded obediently: "Okay." ”

As soon as Coach Wang walked away, Jiang Yong found a corner to practice his basic skills.

Before the whole senior year of high school, she studied intensely, she rarely practiced, and she was getting older, and it is estimated that she can't even reach the peak state of her previous high school years.

Jiang Yong was practicing, and suddenly someone stopped her, "Little junior sister." ”

Jiang Yong turned his head, and then saw that it was a senior who was still a little familiar, wearing the same style of practice clothes as Jiang Yong, and his face was condensed: "How about two moves?" ”

That's what she has to learn.

Jiang Yong suddenly remembered this person, the one she wanted to fight her when she first came.

The belligerent factor is a bit strong.

Jiang Yong happened to have itchy hands and wanted to practice his hands, so he replied with a smile: "Okay, I'll borrow a knee and wrist pad." ”

Jiang Yong happened to meet the one who asked her to cut the team some time ago, named Qiao Chuan, who is said to have been in the fighting team for the longest time, like a senior brother, everyone will call the boss.

Jiang Yong asked him if he borrowed a knee pad and elbow pad, and accosted Qiao Chuan while wearing it: "Boss, how do I feel that he is hostile to me." ”

Qiao Chuan glanced at him and whispered bad things about him to Jiang Yong: "The little rabbit cub has never been beaten, he was the provincial champion before, and it is estimated that when he heard that you were too, his hands were itchy, and you just beat him to death." ”

Jiang Yong couldn't laugh or cry: "Is it really good to say that you are in the same door?" ”

Qiao Chuan: "Hey, big men have rough skin and thick meat, and the rules of our competition here are not to point to the end, but to get up." ”

Jiang Yong: "......" is afraid.

Jiang Yong put on knee pads and wrist pads, tied the high ponytail, found a vacant venue on the side, and put on half-finger gloves.

The man bowed towards Jiang Zheng: "Lin Zheng." ”