don't stick with me

Chapter 22 Boxing Gym

Wen Kuo felt that Cheng Xingyi should still recognize him, but his eyes were very empty. This kind of emptiness was not only for him, but also for Jiang Peizhi. It was the kind of calmness after a huge trauma.

After they stayed for a while, a nurse came to remind them, but they didn't stay any longer.

After leaving the hospital, Wen Kuo kept circling a terrible thought in his mind. He was guessing whether Jiang Yanke might have caused Cheng Xingyi's injury.

If this is the case, it would be too outrageous.

Jiang Yanke is not an ordinary person. He has a well-known high-end international luxury brand under his command. He is an elite entrepreneur who often appears on the front pages of various magazines. He has a good reputation in the industry, and the relationship between the senior Wen family and him is also very good. Would such a person do such a thing?

Wen Kuo remembered Jiang Yanke's indifferent tone when he spoke to Jiang Peizhi that night, and for some reason, that guess became more and more certain.

But Jiang Pei didn't know whether he would take the initiative to mention it, and Wen Kuo would not do something to expose people's scars, and this incident seemed to pass so smoothly.

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On Monday, Duan Fei, the sports committee between classes, brought "good" news that the school will hold a sports meeting in October.

The reason why this news can be brought to the third year of high school, which is full of studies, is because the school did not explicitly prohibit the participation of the third year of high school, and even encouraged them in previous years. They felt that the students of the third year of high school were too weak. Appropriate sports competitions are beneficial to physical and mental health.

But under normal circumstances, no one signs up at all. The news is just a formality, and the school can understand it. Therefore, there is no requirement for the number of participants in the third year of high school. If you want to participate, you are encouraged. If you don’t want to, it’s okay. So does calcium.

The number of participants in the first two years of the first class was very considerable, and the results were also very good. They won several first prizes, but there was one regret that Zhao Jiaxu belonged to. I don’t know if the 8 is the upper body. He sprained his foot before playing and was replaced. In the 100x4 relay race of the sophomore sports meeting, he had diarrhea before going on the field and was replaced.

So Zhao Jiaxu perfectly missed every event where the first class was No. 1, and he talked about it every year. When the high school sports meeting ended, he swore that he must play in the high school and must be the first.

So when Duan Fei told the news, Zhao Jiaxu was very enthusiastic and almost reported all the projects.

But the problem is that those who are dissatisfied with group project reports will be dismissed. It is useless for him to be enthusiastic alone. The rest of the class has been learning English these days. It's very tight, it will be a ghost if someone reports it.

Duan Fei gave him the list: "You go to recruit people, I will apply for you if I can fill the capacity, count me in."

So Zhao Jiaxu took the list and began to run around the classroom, one good brother and one good sister, and finally let him recruit a group of people, but 8x100 needed too many people, he walked around a few laps and was short of three, it was really not enough Finding a solution, Zhao Jiaxu dared to walk to the last row.

"Master Jiang, brother Wen, brother who is a good man." He knelt on the stool and blinked desperately at the two bosses who were writing the questions.

Wen Kuo took off his earphones: "Your eyes are convulsed?"

Zhao Jiaxu: "Of course not, you haven't heard any news at all, look at this." He shook off the list in his hand, and poked his finger at the item on it: "Your chance to show off your glory has come, Brother Wen , you can't report the loss, you can't report the cheat..."

"Oh, then write it down for me, is there anything else?"

Zhao Jiaxu: "There is still a little fan girl and a little fan brother for you... huh?" He didn't realize what Wen Kuo said in the middle of the sentence, his eyes widened: "I didn't hear wrong, Brother Wen, do you really want me report?!"

Wen Kuo wanted to slap him: "...you heard wrong."

Zhao Jiaxu almost laughed, and hurriedly covered the paper and wrote his name on it: "That's right, Brother Wen, you are my real brother from today onwards, no, dear father, little Zhao Zun calls you father."

After he finished remembering, he looked at Jiang Peizhi, who was even more pretending to be a god, and without taking off his earphones, he just threw a sentence: "I will pay what he bids."

Zhao Jiaxu: "Come on! From now on, the two of you will be my father, and Xiao Zhao will only follow the example of you two."

As a result, as soon as he finished his compliment, he turned his head and spread the news that Jiang Pei Zhiwen Kuodu participated in the competition to the whole school. He was very clear about what event he participated in. Xiao Zhao became a competitor of half a school overnight.

Wen Kuo was speechless, when Zhao Jiaxu came to him and cried, Wen Kuo only gave him one sentence: "I don't have a son like you."

During the registration period, the forum has been hotly discussed for a whole week. Most of them are precious images left by Wen Kuo's participation in the sports meeting in the past two years. Someone consulted brothers and sisters in the branch campus, trying to dig out Jiang Peizhi's highlight moments. It turned out that this boss had never participated in it at all, and this time it was the first time, and the forum exploded again.

Some students from the branch school clamored to sneak away to watch the game. Maybe it was because they clamored too much, but it turned out to be a prophecy.

The school is really planning to hold this year's sports meet with the branch school, beeping why, since the students are so enthusiastic, they should show their demeanor and vigor. After all, it was Zhao Jiaxu's idiot who caused it.

Li Qi patted Zhao Jiaxu and sighed: "Old Zhao, you have made history. Now your competitors are not only half of our school, but also branch schools. You will lose your skin if you win the first place."

Zhao Jiaxu: "..."

He is sorry for his two fathers.

As for Zhao Jiaxu's two fathers, although they verbally disliked him, they actually had no disturbances in their hearts. No matter what others said, they seemed to be in a samadhi.

During evening self-study, Wen Kuo finally felt a little eye pain. He closed the test and stretched. The classroom was quiet and dull. He opened the window, and then unscrewed the water glass.

As soon as he took a sip of his table belly, his phone turned on, and Wen Kuo turned it on. It was a message sent to him by the person next to him.

AONE:

Are you tired?

AFIRST:

.

AONE:

Take you somewhere tonight.

Wen Kuo knocked a question mark and went over, but the other party had already swam into the sea of ​​questions again. He didn't know until after self-study that Jiang Peizhi wanted to take him to the boxing gym.

"Are you trying to take me to the boxing gym as a sandbag to loosen my muscles?" Wen Kuo walked lazily, looking a little sluggish in doing the exercises.

"Yeah." Jiang Peizhi was more lazy than him, and didn't even bother to say anything.

Wen Kuo: "..."

The lazy duo took a taxi to the city center. The boxing gym that Jiang Peizhi often goes to is called PW. The signboard is black and white and minimalist. It looks cool from the outside. They are all trendy men in society, and Young Master Wen, wearing the blue and white school uniform of No. [-] Middle School, looks young and fresh among such a group of people.

There are many people in the boxing gym at night. As soon as they entered, the front desk boss looked over and said, "Hey, busy people are finally free today."

The boss looked to be thirty at most, with a prickly shaved hair, and came out with flip flops. Wen Kuo saw the other party's big arms and took two steps back.

Seeing this, the boss let out a hey voice: "Where did the kid let you abduct me?"

Wen Kuo felt that the boss might not be very good at talking.

Jiang Peizhi ignored the boss's words and only asked, "Is there any space on the second floor today?"

The boss glanced at the two of them: "The co-author didn't come here to work part-time today. There is a place, but the private room is gone. You can only use it with others. It's up to you."

Jiang Peizhi turned his head to look at Wen Kuo, Wen Kuo looked calm, and tried his best to show that he did not look like he had never seen the world: "I can do anything."

The boss chuckled again: "You little classmate is quite interesting, hey, have you been to this kind of place before?"

Wen Kuo was speechless, and asked if you were free, so he stared at me and asked, did Jiang Pei wear the No. [-] Middle School uniform, why is he a "little" classmate?

"You stipulate that people who have never been to this kind of place can't come?" Wen Kuo gave a dry laugh without emotion.

Jiang Peizhi's Adam's apple rolled down and he let out a vague laugh. He said, "Brother Wen, don't bully people. We'll go up first."

Wen Yi put one hand on his waist and waved the other: "Go, go, come to me if you have something to do, ah yes, come here and stay here if you have nothing to do, my brother's salary has not treated you badly, right? Members yelled at you several times, but you shied away every time."

Jiang Peizhi: "Got it."

Wen Yi laughed from behind: "You boy."

When going upstairs, Wen Kuo snorted: "Master Jiang, you are very popular, how many Omega members do you have?"

Jiang Peizhi glanced at him: "If you want, you will be the first."

Wen Kuo: "..."

Blow again?

After going upstairs, they went to the dressing room. Jiang Peizhi first brought him a set of clothes and gloves, and then started to pick them out by himself. When he picked them out, Wen Kuo had already changed, and he showed a thin body under the black shorts. His slender legs, his arms are white but not weak, with a thin layer of beautiful muscles, and now he is leaning slowly on the cabinet to put on his gloves.

Jiang Peizhi glanced at it and smiled indistinctly.

It really fits.

When they went out, there were only two people in the room. Next to the black cushion was a large mirror that took up almost the entire wall, making the space appear larger. A whole row of dark coffee-colored sandbags hung on the other end. No one would be there. Ask about.

"Go over there and do some warm-up exercises first, otherwise you will be prone to strain later."

Wen Kuo really didn't know much about this, so he didn't have any opinions. As a result, he just went to the equipment area for a while, and when he turned his head, the two people in the room had mixed up with Jiang Peizhi, and they were almost sticking to him. up.

Wen Kuo: "???"

Can't you fucking see those two people's eyes glued to your arms?

He admitted that the muscles on Jiang Peizhi's arms are indeed very beautiful, and there are a few sexy veins when he uses his strength, but, didn't Jiang Peizhi say that he will not work part-time today?

Depend on.

Wen Kuo frowned and did the warm-up exercises, and when he finished putting on the cushion, he swung his fist at Jiang Pei, intending to make a sneak attack while Jiang Pei was not paying attention.

As a result, Jiang Peizhi saw that this skittish bastard had eyes on the back of his head. As soon as Wen Kuo waved his hand, Jiang Peizhi tilted his body and dodged away. Almost at the same time, Jiang Peizhi stretched out his long arms, and Wen Kuo was trapped. .

He was held tightly in Jiang Peizhi's arms.

Wen Kuo: "???"

Is this a fucking boxing move?

"Damn! Jiang Peizhi, let go."

There was a low laugh in his ear: "Sneak attack on me?"

Wen Kuo's ears warmed up: "Who sneaked up on you? Can't I warm up? You are the one who wants to stand there."

"It's pretty good."

Jiang Peizhi let go of him: "Again?"

Wen Kuo shook his arm, snorted and said, "Don't be beaten and cried by grandpa later."

Of course Jiang Peizhi would not be beaten and cried by him, because Wen Kuo usually fights in a wild style, relying entirely on his intuition. Compared with Jiang Peizhi, who often practices Sanda, he is only abused, but Jiang Peizhi seems to be doing it on purpose. Just like teasing him, after playing for 10 minutes, the two were still evenly matched.

Of course, this is what Wen Kuo thought was evenly matched. In fact, Jiang Peizhi didn't gasp for breath the whole time, and the sweat on Wen Kuo's forehead had already dripped down to his chin.

The young master's temper was getting worse, and he had to be beaten to relieve his anger.

"Still fighting?"

Wen Kuo: "Come again."

I don't know if it's because of Young Master Wen's perseverance that touched the heavens, but he really caught a gap, he punched Jiang Peizhi in the abdomen, he was happy for a while, then Jiang Peizhi suddenly punched back, Wen Kuo was startled, and subconsciously closed his eyes, the expected pain did not hit.

Because Jiang Peizhi supported his shoulders with one hand and protected the back of his head with the other, pressing him down on the cushion.

Wen Kuo flicked it, and a burst of laughter came from his ears:

"Take a break."

Damn, it turned out that Jiang Peizhi, the training partner, was only moved.

He didn't feel particularly tired during the punching process, but he seemed to lose his strength as soon as he fell down. Wen Kuo stretched his arms and panted, with one leg resting on the cushion.

"Excellent."

Jiang Peizhi raised his eyebrows: "Are you still tired?"

Wen Kuo thought for a while, he seemed to be tired, but he didn't seem so tired anymore, the dullness that was pressing on him in school was all gone, and his spirit was extremely relaxed at this moment.

"much better."

Jiang Peizhi turned over and lay down beside him.

The two fell silent at the same time, only Wen Kuo's panting sound rose and fell.

"Hey, Jiang Peizhi, when you went upstairs today, you said that if I wanted to, then I would be your first Omega member, are you really still lying to me?"

Jiang Peizhi didn't reply, but instead asked, "What do you think?"

Wen Kuo raised his arms, looked at his boxing gloves, and said, "I think you're kidding."

"why?"

"What did those two talk to you just now?"

Jiang Peizhi was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, a muffled and hoarse laugh overflowing from his throat.

Wen Kuo was annoyed: "Laughing fart, you."

"They asked me how many WeChat IDs you have, but I didn't give them."

Hold.

Wen Kuo: "I told you to fart less, but you're still addicted, right?"

Jiang Pei didn't know whether to smile, and looked at him with half of his body propped up with one hand: "I didn't lie to you, they did ask about your WeChat, but they also asked about fitness by the way, they were all Alpha, I was an They spar."

Wen Kuo fell silent.

"Wen Kuo."

"what?"

"You are so cute."

Wen Kuo: "..."

Isn't a fist as big as a sandbag cute?

The author has something to say:

The Alpha who knows Sanda is Sihasiha!

I'm going to do nucleic acid, I guess it will be in the middle of the night, maybe there will be only two shifts today!Little angels don't have to wait.