The next day was Sunday. In the afternoon, Tingyun had a brand new thing to do, which was to go to a "Yinghua" martial arts gym near the school to try out classes.
He wants to learn Sanda, the unlimited kind.
He had never thought about learning martial arts before. He was already so busy with his studies and had no time to waste on other things.
He has been living in an ivory tower before and will continue to do so in the future. In this kind of environment, there is a high probability that there is no need to use fists to solve problems.
But this time, when he was stuck in that isolated place and couldn't escape, when Qingyu was under the fourth master's kitchen knife, he was extremely scared but firmly protected his hand.
Only then did he realize how naive his original thoughts were.
This world is very orderly and safe in most cases, but there are always corners where the sun doesn't shine.
Some things, once encountered, are irreversible! At that time, a smart mind is useless.
He doesn't want to be as powerless as this time when he encounters trouble next time. He doesn't want to let a girl like Qingyu protect him.
He knows that learning martial arts is a long process. But there is a saying that the best time to do anything is now.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Tingyun came to the martial arts gym in advance.
The front desk greeted him warmly and introduced him to the martial arts school in a focused manner:
How formal the martial arts school is, how professional the instructor is, and what awards the students have won? I pointed out the instructor’s certificate to him while talking.
Zingyun took a look and saw that the coaches were indeed professional coaches from Lancheng Sports Institute, and the front desk was indeed not exaggerating.
After a few words at the front desk, he took him to store his clothes and belongings, and then went to the classroom where the trial class was held.
The coach was already preparing in the classroom. When he saw him coming, he enthusiastically came up to chat with him, asking about his health status, exercise habits, and the goals he wanted to achieve.
After Tingyun answered the first two questions, he said to the coach: "I have no plans to participate in competition. I just want to learn some practical skills so that I can deal with things when I encounter them."
He also hopes to protect the girl he likes, at least not to let her protect him in turn.
He said this in his heart.
The coach nodded to show that he understood: "Okay, then you should do some preparatory activities first, move your joints, kick your legs, like this."
The coach gave him a few demonstration moves: "Warm up first, wait until all the students arrive, and start class on time at 2:30."
Tingyun seriously began to move his joints and kick his legs.
After a while of activity, students came one after another, all wearing uniform training uniforms, white tops, black trousers, helmets, chest protectors, wrist guards and other protective equipment.
When the coach saw that the people had almost arrived, he brought a set of protective gear to Tingyun and instructed him to put it on.
Tingyun put on his protective gear, turned around, and was startled when he saw a girl wearing training clothes, protective gear, and a high ponytail coming in from the door.
This girl turns out to be Senior Sister Liyuki.
With Riyuki-senpai's weak and slender body and her aloof character, it doesn't look like she would be interested in martial arts, right?
However, it is also very common for girls to learn some martial arts for self-defense.
When Senior Sister Li Xue saw him, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she took the initiative to come over and greet him with a smile: "Tingyun, what a coincidence, you are also here for class?"
Tingyun smiled politely at her and replied: "Today is just a trial class."
Li Xue smiled and exchanged greetings: "It's good to learn some martial arts. It's one more way to protect yourself."
"That's right." Tingyun replied briefly.
"Class is about to begin, I'll go over there." Seeing that he had no intention of talking, Li Xue smiled at him intelligently and stood behind a girl on the other side.
The coach first takes everyone to do warm-up exercises:
Everyone lined up to jog along the classroom, moving their arms while running. After running for about five minutes, they lined up again to do joint exercises.
Target the head, shoulders, arms, knees, waist, wrists, and ankle joints and make corresponding movements in sequence, doing four eight beats in each section. Then there are several groups of different kicking movements.
Tingyun followed the complete set of movements seriously, and it really felt like his muscles and bones were moving.
Later, the coach led everyone to practice footwork, boxing and kicking, repeating each exercise ten times.
Tingyun was tall and could see clearly from the back row. He concentrated on watching the coach's movements, how to exert force and at what angle, and then imitated them carefully.
He didn't notice that Li Xue turned her head slightly to look at him from the other side.
Tingyun is still like that, doing everything seriously and without any distractions.
His skin is quite white, and he is sweating slightly due to exercise, but he still looks refreshing and clean.
His temperament has always been like this. After not seeing each other for many years, his face has lost the youthful youthfulness and has become a bit calmer, but it is still so clear.
This kind of clarity makes it unforgettable for her no matter what.
Over the years, missing him seems to have become her good medicine against the difficult life and the motivation for her to live bravely.
Zingyun, you probably don’t know how important you are to me!
Li Xue looked at Tingyun and was lost in thought for a while. She was surprised to realize that she was distracted, so she regained her focus and followed the coach to practice.
"Okay, let's work in groups of two for technical target practice, boxing, kicking and combination techniques. Each group will last two minutes, alternating practice."
The coach said angrily: "The first row holds the target."
The students automatically stood in two rows. The students in the first row went to the side to get the target and held it up, allowing the students in the second row to practice first.
When Tingyun came here for the first time, he had no partner, so the coach came over and guided him to practice with a target.
"Punch!" the coach ordered.
Tingyun took a good stance, punched hard, and hit the target.
"Try harder!" the coach instructed.
Tingyun punched with all his strength, stopped for a moment, and panted slightly.
At this moment, a girl's voice came from the side, with a very dissatisfied tone: "What's going on? How did you get the target?"
Tingyun looked around and saw a stocky girl looking at Senior Lixue impatiently.
On the ground next to Li Xue, a target fell.
"Sorry, I'm not sure."
Compared to the girl's impatience, Li Xue seemed quite calm. She bent down to pick up the protective gear, lifted it up, and held it firmly.
The girl seemed to be still unfinished and added: "Be serious when you come to class. Otherwise, you won't learn anything and you will waste other people's time!"
That kind of lecturing tone made everyone feel uncomfortable.
The students all thought that a quarrel was about to begin, and they were all prepared for their ears to be bombarded by sharp, high-frequency female voices.
The coach is also ready to break up the fight.
But Li Xue was not irritated by the other party's responsible tone as everyone expected. She just said calmly: "Thank you for reminding me. So, can we continue practicing? So as not to waste more time."
The girl opposite was choked by her and could not speak. She said angrily: "Practice."
Chapter completed!