For the first time in her life, her feet were held by a man.
From the bottom of her heart, there is a strange emotion, a strange crisp / numbness from the hands of Jingzhe.
This kind of feeling makes Du Linlang feel a little ashamed to speak, and at the same time, he also has some expectations and contradictions.
Yu Jingzhe waved his high-heeled shoes. "What else can I do? I'll help you put on your shoes."
With that, he continued to do what he was doing, and continued to help her put on her shoes.
Du Linlang's feet are very white. The white ones on the back of his feet can show green tendons. The soles of his feet are white and red inside. It's like a piece of red and white jade carved into this shape. It's like a work of art polished carefully.
"Then hurry up!" Du Linlang's breath is more and more rapid, and her face is more and more red. If she slows down a bit, she can't stand it.
"Now, now!" Yu Jingzhe recovered and quickly helped her put on her high-heeled shoes.
As soon as Du Linlang was liberated, he casually put the water bottle in his hand and ran away in a hurry. Before leaving, he said, "I'll go to the bathroom..."
Looking at her back, Yu Jingzhe felt a little strange. It looked like something was chasing her, running fast.
"Ah, teacher Yu, are you here too?" Not far away, a slightly surprised voice came.
As soon as Yu Jingzhe turns his head, a man comes running over with a pair of fists in his forehand. He still remembers that he was defeated by Yang Yue not long ago.
"But don't call me teacher. I don't plan to accept apprentices."
Yu Jingzhe refused without hesitation, which had long been expected by Yang Yue. He didn't intend to rely on him, but he really respected him.
"It's good to be free today. I'll bring my friends here to play. Do you often come here?" Yu Jingzhe glances up and down at Yang Yue.
Yu Jingzhe doesn't mean to discriminate, but just from Yang Yue's appearance, he is not all rich. If you insist, he can only be regarded as well-off. For the club that has to pay hundreds of thousands of dues every month, he estimates that he can't afford it at all.
The only reason why he can be here may be that he likes martial arts and comes here to compete with others or practice with others.
Yang Yue was embarrassed and scratched his head. "In fact, I'm here to fight."
Yu Jingzhe's face changed for a moment, "black fist?"
It was said that Yang Yue's face a little bit unnaturally affirmed his answer, this fight a black fist, but there is a lot of money to take.
"To be honest, are you short of money?" Yu Jingzhe's face was slightly serious and asked seriously.
Yang Yue's Kung Fu is really good for ordinary people, but seriously speaking, his basic skills are not solid. His fist seems to be very powerful. To put it in a bad way, it's a complete fake grip, commonly known as flair.
Black boxing is the most terrible, bloody and desperate way in the world. Because it is not restricted, the rules are very simple from the beginning. As long as you use all your means to defeat your opponent thoroughly.
Yang Yue is just a student and has little experience in the world. But if he meets a real expert and is used to black boxing, he will not give up until he is beaten to death.
Although he only met once last time, Yu Jingzhe realized his love for martial arts from Yang Yue's bones. Although his strength is not strong, he can be regarded as a good seedling. If anything happens, even Yu Jingzhe doesn't want to see such a situation.
Yang Yue's face turned red, and his self-esteem made him just say, "I Don't get me wrong. I'm not short of money. "
But it is obvious that Yang Yue's dress and guilty look betrayed him.
It can be seen that he is a kind of person who wants to lose face and live to suffer. He is not willing to let others know that he is actually making money here.
"Although it's not my intention, I can't look at you regardless of your future. As a student, your greatest duty is to study hard. " Yu Jingzhe is also a kind of persuasion.
"I I just want to be an expert in the world, and the only way I want to improve my strength is to improve my actual combat experience
Because of his guilty heart, Yang Yue's voice was a little louder. "Otherwise, he just built a car behind closed doors and was doomed not to become a master. I want to make myself better and stronger, so I have to face constant challenges to make my strength to a higher level."
Yang Yue's expression gradually became identification, "Teacher Yu, I really want to be a master."
Yu Jingzhe some helpless asked: "you are so dedicated to become a master, this is very important to you?" I don't know what happened to the students now?
"In fact, it's not important to me, it's mainly important to my family. Yang's chop and hang boxing used to be the first-class boxing in China. Although it has declined, I want to revitalize our Yang family's boxing and let everyone know our Yang family's chop and hang boxing again."Yang Yue said to Jingzhe sincerely, "Teacher Yu, can you accept me as an apprentice?"
Yu Jingzhe shook his head. "I don't teach people martial arts. At last, I advise you not to think about black boxing too simply. Black boxing is not wrapped by rules. You can't compare the experts who have profound knowledge of it, and their cruelty can't be ignored. You should do it yourself."
"I..." What else did Yang Yue want to say? A strong man not far away waved to him, "Yang Yue, it's going to be on the stage. Don't you come and get ready?"
"It's coming!" Yang Yue answered quickly and said to Yu Jingzhe, "Teacher Yu, it's time for me to leave. I'll go to see me fight for a while."
With that, Yang Yue trotted to open the door of a studio not far away and walked in. In a twinkling of an eye, his figure disappeared in front of his eyes.
Yu Jingzhe can only sigh.
Du Lin Lang just came back to see him sigh, some strange asked, "what's the matter?" What happened when she just left?
"Nothing." Yu Jingzhe smiles, but doesn't care.
Du Linlang saw that the people in the ring around him were cleaning up. He asked curiously, "why don't they fight? What are they going to do?"
"Behind that door is a big ring, in which there will be a black boxing match later." Yu Jingzhe explained.
"Black fist? Is it just like boxing on TV? " Du Linlang said with her eyes shining.