Chapter 62: The Opposite Boxing Coach

Looking at the soaked fabric and the redness hidden under the slightly protruding fabric, Zhou Mourn's eyes suddenly became complicated, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

The man's hot breath sprayed on the thin fabric, scalding Chang Ning.

It seemed that the next moment he would open his mouth to bite the prey and tear it to pieces.

It's so close...Chang Ning trembled, his lips pursed, how could it be like this?

Chang Ning was heartbroken, and raised her knees to push Zhou condolence away, keeping him away from her.

But at the next moment, Zhou Mourn's long-term boxing experience made him quickly raise his hand to hold Chang Ning's knee strike, wrapped his big hand around his knee, and softly said, "You want to hit me?"

Zhou condolences tongue itch, no longer joking.

Zhou Yu opened the distance between the two of them, and put his finger on Chang Ning's waist calmly.

Chang Ning coughed in embarrassment, his face was a little red, his lips were tightly pressed, his eyes were half closed, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at Zhou Mouth from the corner of his eyes.

Zhou Wei looked at him carefully, and suddenly asked again in a low voice: "Did you sleep well last night?" Chang Ning's eyes were obviously blue.

"It's okay." Chang Ning waited for Zhou Can to return to the main driver and sit down before he breathed a sigh of relief. Zhou Can always likes to get close to him from time to time, but he was born tall and full of pressure.

Zhou mourned with a calm expression, as if his actions just now were just a little joke between him and Chang Ning.

Chang Ning's chest rose and fell, he looked into the distance and said with an embarrassed smile, "I'm going to be late, hurry up and drive."

Zhou Wei chuckled lightly, but still obeyed obediently.

The car stopped at the entrance of the club. Just as Chang Ning jumped out of the passenger seat, a voice came from behind: "You don't think I'm going to hit you just now, do you?"

Zhou Wei asked with a smile, Chang Ning wanted to kneel himself, completely treating himself as an enemy.

Chang Ning's thoughts were pierced, some red appeared on his pale face, and he clenched his fist and put it on his lips.

He quickly ran into the club without answering Zhou Mian: "Thank you, I'll clock in and go to work!"

Chang Ning went to the second floor to check in, went to his station to hang up his work badge, took a short rest, and then went to the gym on the first floor to wait for the staff he was in charge of.

On the treadmill, a member was exercising daily. He looked sideways at Chang Ning and stopped while running. He supported the treadmill with one hand and put the other on his hip.

"Xiao Ning, how old are you?" The other party asked with a smile.

"Twenty-four." Chang Ning replied honestly.

The other party glanced randomly at the slender Chang Ning, so pretty!The young man was wearing a white work shirt with soft fabric, the hem was tucked into the trousers, glasses were on the bridge of the nose, and his fair skin had a light, imperceptible red.

Chang Ning held the splint in his left hand and twirled a pen in his right, looking very satisfied with the job.

"Are you free tonight?" The member came over with a business card.

As soon as these words came out, Chang Ning was greatly stimulated, his pupils shrank, and he looked at him motionless.

"I'm sorry, sir, I have to work at night." Chang Ning refused, tilted his head slightly and chuckled, his brown-black hair slipped past his eyes, and then found a reason to leave.

Nine out of ten people who are overfitting are the same. Chang Ning heard this from others.

During lunch, Chang Ning carried his food to Zhou Cong's lounge, and met other colleagues on the way, and everyone asked him curiously, "I heard that you and Coach Zhou are neighbors?"

Chang Ning hummed.

The colleague looked at him with a much kinder look, looked into Chang Ning's lunch box, and asked politely: "I heard that you are also in charge of Coach Zhou's catering work, what kind of food did you cook today?"

Chang Ning brought up the lunch bag and talked a little bit, but his colleague didn't care too much, he just wanted to get closer to Chang Ning.

Inside the lounge.

Zhou Mourn had just come out of the shower, his wet black hair was brushed back, exposing his forehead, and he was wearing a solid-color short-sleeved jacket.

He opened the door for Chang Ning, bent down and approached Chang Ning, and the breath of the two of them was entangled: "It's really on time."

"I'll heat up the food first." Chang Ning faltered.

Seeing the person running away again, Zhou Yu shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, wiped his hair with a white towel in one hand, leaned back, and saw Chang Ning in the kitchen who was heating up dishes in the microwave oven with his deep eyes..

"So skinny..." Zhou Yu pursed his lips into a smile, his voice suppressed in his throat, and murmured in a low voice.

He peeked at Chang Ning's whole body, raised his hand to compare, bent his elbow, and he could hug Chang Ning with one hand. He was too thin, and his thigh was as thick as his own arm.

Zhou Cong narrowed her eyes, it should be easy to hug...

Chang Ning came over with a hot meal.Corn stewed pork ribs, the surface of the corn is covered with a layer of oil, and the air seems to be wafting the sweetness of the corn, as well as fish fillets in sour soup, bullfrogs, etc.

Zhou Mourning needs to maintain high-intensity physical exertion, so that such a diet can maintain the energy of the body.

The only vegetarian dish in the pile was a bowl of ground three delicacies clear soup noodles, which Chang Ning prepared for himself.

Chang Ning didn't want to owe Zhou Mian any favors, so when Zhou Mian stuffed ingredients into his home, he didn't use them very much, these ingredients were only made for Zhou Miao.

The other person really eats a lot. The carbs for breakfast this morning can't meet his consumption. Do you want to make more tomorrow?While picking up his noodles, Chang Ning took a breath and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing slowly.

Zhou Wei suddenly came over and narrowed his eyes: "You just eat this? I'll try it."

"No." Chang Ning refused him.

"Let me have a taste of what you've eaten." Zhou Yu grabbed Chang Ning's wrist, looked down at him, and his bodies were almost touching.

"I'll get you a pair of new chopsticks. I ate some noodles with these chopsticks, and I'm drooling." Chang Ning wanted to pull out his wrist, trying to get up.

The body is pressed down.

"Trouble." Zhou Yu opened his mouth and rolled the unfinished noodles on the chopsticks into his mouth, chewing hard, but stared at Chang Ning, his throat rolled up and down, swallowed, and licked his lips.

Chang Ning looked at the chopsticks that Zhou Cong had eaten dirty, and felt a little resentful. He couldn't help being angry, so he had to go to the kitchen to get a new pair of chopsticks.

"I ate it all, I..."

Zhou Wei raised his eyebrows: "I don't even dislike your saliva...it's delicious, and it's not for you to eat my saliva."

What kind of broken theory is this?Chang Ning was speechless!

Zhou condolences poured a lot of pork ribs and fish into his lunch box: "Eat it, you are too thin, you still want to find a wife with your stature?"

Chang Ning let out an oh, and sat aside to eat silently, if you can't beat it, just bear with it.

After eating, Chang Ning put medicine on Zhou Lan's palm.

Chang Ning lowered his head, pinched the powder bottle with his fingertips and poured it gently on the wound, Zhou Mourn subconsciously bounced his arm muscles due to physiological stimulation.

"Are you okay?" Chang Ning asked him subconsciously, and squeezed his palm tightly.

Chang Ning looked at the wound, the terrible physical fitness, the wound that was opened last time now only has a little trace left.

But for boxers, such incomplete wounds are prone to rupture and bleeding again during the game, so they must be treated well.

After applying the medicine, Zhou Yu sat on the sofa and bent over to wrap the bandage.

"Are you going to play this afternoon?" Chang Ning glanced in his direction curiously.

"The original plan was to practice with others, not to fight, do you want to learn? I will teach you some fighting skills." Zhou Wei waved his hand and said kindly.

When Chang Ning heard this, his eyes lit up, good!

If he had exercised so hard, his physique alone would be able to overwhelm people!

In addition to his own rest room, Zhou Wei also has a special training room with complete equipment, but he seldom uses it alone and lets others enter.

So when two people entered the training room, several people were exercising.

Zhou Mian asked Chang Ning to stand still first, found him a pair of black half-finger protective gloves to put on, adjusted the size of the straps, and asked Chang Ning to hold it a few times to adjust the size.

"Close the chin first." Zhou Lan walked around Chang Ning's neck from behind, pinched the man's chin with his palm and knocked back.

Zhou Yu bent his knees and lowered his height, leaned against his face, and said with a smile, "Don't raise your face."

Chang Ning studied very seriously.

Zhou Mourn taught him a few simple movements, and stood aside with his arms crossed, looking at him.

System 68 is also observing how there is a sense of sight that the host is preparing to influence his younger brother through fitness.

Chang Ning replied to the system; "Praying to God and worshiping Buddha is a psychological comfort, the mission failed..." Can I still find my parents to blame them for not doing enough under the nine springs?

"Physical fitness is a physical comfort. School starts in September. If Xiao Yuan refuses to study, I will arrest him and take him to school no matter what."

Chang Ning swung his straight fist twice, and asked System 68, "What do you think of what I did?"

System 68 applauded: "Very good!"

Zhou Wei watched Chang Ning practice seriously, and after watching for a long time, he said, "I'll throw a few punches, you raise your hand to predict my direction, and let me see how your punches feel."

As he spoke, Zhou Mian punched with one hand, and Chang Ning subconsciously raised his hand to block.

Zhou Mourning stopped, and praised: "It's very good."

Chang Ning was excited, it seemed like this, he felt that Zhou Mian's speed was very slow, but Zhou Mian was a professional player before, and his punching speed was on the list, how could his speed be slow.

"Really, am I talented?" Chang Ning asked again in disbelief.

Zhou Tong pointed to himself with his index finger: "What do you think I'm bluffing you for?"

As Zhou Cang said this, a message came to his mobile phone. He saw that it was a matter of work, so he had to leave for a while.

Before leaving, he was going to find someone to give advice to Chang Ning, but Chang Ning shook his head and refused.

He is familiar with Zhou condolences, so he can accept his approach.

Other coaches... forget it.

When Chang Ning was exercising, the time passed by, and suddenly a boxing coach came over: "Are you the new data recorder?"

"Just now I saw that Zhou Yu said that you are very talented. He has always had a good eye. I want to try."

"He left for half an hour beforehand, let me give you some advice?" The other party clenched his fist impatiently.

Chang Ning grasped the palm of his hand, tilted his head, and said, "No need, I can just practice on my own!"

He was afraid of other boxing coaches or other students getting close to him, these people were scary.Chang Ning took a deep breath, shrank his body, and held his breath.

They suppress themselves physically, and they are now in a relatively small room.

Unpleasant memories surfaced in his mind.

Chang Ning's fear of Zhou condolence did not appear for no reason.

Blame the problems caused by System 68.

System 68 heard the host name himself, with a forced smile: "It's just a small accident."

Well, the problem is minor, it admits with a guilty conscience.

The reason is that Chang Ning didn't really want to take on this task at the beginning. When it asked the host to thank Yuan for the cute picture when he was a child, he accidentally let Chang Ning perceive the future setting.

Then, the picture was so real that it was terrifying. The moment the system went wrong, Chang Ning was instantly pulled into the extreme collapse storm, like a bird whose wings had not yet fully fledged, lost its nest and shelter, and crazily endured everything in the storm.

Although the simulated picture during empathy is false, Chang Ning empathy is too strong, that kind of pain that someone punches, muscles are beaten, bones are broken, adrenal hormones are soaring, and the brain is blank. After the delay, the realThe pain almost made him breathless, and his life was in the hands of death, swinging between life and death.

The virtual picture, the terrifying feeling makes people tremble all over.

System 68 knew it was wrong, and said flatteringly: "Host, I promise there will be no next time! I will also give you some points earned by signing in recently~"

An apology plus an apology, Chang Ning accepted.

When Chang Ning was still chatting with the system, in the eyes of others, he seemed a little absent-minded.

Suddenly, a strong gust of punches hit the front door, wrapped in a strong aggressiveness, and the boxing coach on the opposite side made a fierce move. The big fist was as fast as lightning, almost instantly evoking the terrible memory in Chang Ning's heart.

don't want!

People who have experienced extreme fear will have extreme physical and psychological fear. When they see similar pictures or even hear similar words, they will instantly feel sick and dizzy. This is the case for many people who have been subjected to domestic violence and school bullying.

PTSD.

Chang Ning stared blankly at the fist that was only slightly away from his forehead. If the opponent hadn't pulled back just now, the punch would have hit him firmly in the face.

The other party sneered: "What, Zhou Mourn must have misjudged it, I think that's the way it is."

The other coaches stopped his immoral behavior, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on, Zhou Can just saw that he was coaxing him to play. What's the fun in scaring him?"

There are regulations in the club that strictly prohibit coaches and students from using force, violence, intimidation, and threats when they are in the club due to personal conflicts.

Once other people see it, they should stop it in time.

The other party shook his hand and tilted his neck: "Hey, I can't understand his silly look. This training room is usually practiced by acquaintances. Today, there is more of him for no reason, and I feel uncomfortable all over."

The others coughed, somewhat agreeing with what he said, and without saying anything about Chang Ning, they also muttered: "Let's talk to Coach Zhou, don't let him in."

It took Chang Ning a long time to come back to his senses, his chest felt a little nauseous, he tried his best to persuade himself not to empathize too much.

System 68 reminded him: "Host, this is the game world. These are not real. You close your eyes and imagine that they are all data. The damage you suffered from the punch just now will not be real data."

System 68 also knew that what he was talking about was nonsense, and said, "Host, don't be afraid, the punch just now didn't activate the system's protection mechanism, which means he didn't really want to hit you."

It is also like this that the system 68 did not perceive the danger in time.

The main system finally decided that the other party didn't really want to hurt people, and the background program also couldn't start to protect the host.

Chang Ning's pupils moved slightly, and he looked around, no, it's too real, and he still can't take this world as a fake, and the nausea in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, and he wants to vomit...

When Zhou condolence came back, it was almost the end of get off work, and Chang Ning was not in the training room.

He was looking for Chang Ning in the training room, and when he was about to make a phone call...

"Coach Zhou, good afternoon. That man, he seems to be retching in the bathroom." The coach who shot at Chang Ning just now was very polite to Zhou Consolation. When he mentioned Chang Ning, he was quite rude and tilted his head.The direction of the bathroom.

No, there it is.

Zhou Cong quickened his pace and opened the door of the washroom. Chang Ning was wiping his lips with clean water while holding the washstand with both hands.

"Chang Ning..." Zhou Lan moved closer to touch his hand, and Chang Ning looked at him in panic.

What's up with him?Zhou Wei's pupils trembled slightly, and he gritted his teeth slightly angrily. It was the second time Chang Ning reacted so strongly to him. The first time was when the two had just met before. Chang Ning wanted to find a place to hide.

Later, as the two had been neighbors for a long time and became more familiar with each other, Chang Ning no longer had such a sense of fear.

"Chang Ning, what's wrong? I'll take you to the infirmary." Zhou Wei approached him and threw up?Where is it uncomfortable?

Is it too much exercise?

Chang Ning hastily waved his hand, nodded his nose, and was still in the process of organizing words in his heart, when he was caught off guard and hugged tightly, his steel-like arms wrapped around his arms.

The strong attacking aura of the man enveloped Chang Ning in his arms. Every move, the slightly trembling chest muscles seemed to contain infinite power, which made Chang Ning's face flushed red.

Looking at the neighbor in front of him, Zhou Yu suddenly raised his hand to caress his cheek, rubbed his palm against Chang Ning's cheek, rubbed the end of his eyes with his fingertips, watched the man forced to raise his head, squinted his left eye, and teased in a low voice: "What are you afraid of?What? I won't hit you again."

"Go home and rest first." Zhou Wei said while patting his back.

Chang Ning nodded in a daze, sniffed the familiar breath, and leaned towards him to support him.

The two were about to leave the bathroom door.

At this time, jokes from several other coaches came from outside.

"I'm going to throw up if I scare him." "I don't know how he was recommended by Coach Zhou." "Next time if he is still an eyesore, just scare him again!"

Zhou Tong frowned, turned around and walked out.

It happened that everyone also had something to say to him, pointed at Chang Ning, and said unceremoniously: "Coach Zhou, this is your training room, don't let Chang Ning in next time, it will be inconvenient for us to train."

Zhou Mian repeated word for word: "Don't let him in?"

The coach who threatened Chang Ning just now shook his head, showing off triumphantly, wishing to announce his great achievements to the whole world: "When I punched him, he froze in place, so frightened that he retched for a long time, it's so funny,Hahaha."

Zhou Mourn stared at him, stood where he was, turned his eyes to the other two, and said word by word: "You were also there at that time?"

The two people who observed Zhou's expression were not very angry, so they told the truth: "Inexplicably having one more Chang Ning really affects my training state."

The guy at the beginning also echoed: "Yeah... Fortunately, he didn't really spit it out, otherwise I would have let him out, disgusting me."

In the future, you don't need to come to this training room for training, maybe the club doesn't need you anymore."Zhou Yu said slowly, crossing his hands and pressing, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

As soon as the words were finished, Zhou Lan punched him. There was no fist or protective gear, the collision of muscles, the professional movements and angles of exerting force, and the click of the bridge of the nose, which was clearly audible.

The other party staggered and fell to the ground, nosebleeds flowed out of the covered nose quickly, and the eyes were dizzy with golden stars.

Zhou Cang's expression was ferocious, and his face was ferocious: "My people dare to move!"