Wei Zhu thought that the two were just quarreling or something, but he didn't expect that they would break up. He was surprised and said: "Where is Ye Ziren? I'll go and persuade her..."
"She is going abroad and probably won't come back to Yuezhou."
Lin Baiyao raised his head slightly, with melancholy between his furrowed eyebrows, and said: "I can't see her, and I guess you can't see her either..."
Wei Zhu looked at Lin Baiyao's slovenly appearance. The refreshing young man in the past suddenly became so haggard. His always calm and calm smile was enveloped in helplessness and decadence. He felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
She didn't ask any further. The reason and process were not important, what was important was the result.
She believed that with Lin Baiyao's maturity and intelligence, he still allowed the matter to reach the point of breaking up, which showed that it was irreversible to use all human resources.
The consolation from others is nothing more than drizzle to extinguish the mountain fire. It is not only useless, but also adds more smoke and fog, which only causes trouble.
"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere this weekend."
"where?"
"You'll know when you get there... Hurry, go take a shower and change clothes." Wei Zhu pinched his nose deliberately, showing an expression of disgust, and said with a smile: "It stinks like hell."
Wei Zhu would never say such words before. Lin Baiyao knew that she wanted to amuse him in this way, so he had no choice but to obey the instructions, quickly take a shower and change clothes, and then go to the largest gym in the city center together.
Domestic gyms started in the 1980s. At that time, they were called aerobics rooms, which were small in area, just a few hundred square meters. Since the early 1990s, international brands have entered, local brands have emerged, and clubs with an area of more than 1,000 square meters have begun to be born.
The largest gym chain in Yuezhou is called Qingdong Fashion. It is luxuriously decorated and mainly targets white-collar workers and high-end people.
When they came to the door, the girl at the front desk was obviously very familiar with Wei Zhu. She looked at Lin Baiyao, secretly put it on her shoulder, leaned into her ear and teased: "This is the first time I've seen you bring someone here? You're so handsome, my boyfriend."
Bar?"
This kind of ridicule has no lethality. Wei Zhu introduced both parties generously and said: "My classmate, Lin Baiyao. Baiyao, this is Sister Xiaoli."
Lin Baiyao smiled and said, "Good beauty."
Sister Xiaoli said happily: "You are so sweet, I like it. Why don't we wait for me to get off work and have dinner together?"
Wei Zhu pushed Sister Xiaoli away, interrupted her to continue harassing Lin Baiyao, and said, "Is there no one over there at Kendo?"
"no one……"
Sister Xiaoli winked at Lin Baiyao and led them to the back, saying: "Except for you, I haven't seen anyone else play. But isn't it Sunday that you made an appointment with Coach Li? Today is
It’s only Saturday…”
Passing through the innermost side door of the fitness venue, there is a small room of several tens of square meters, paved with a standard fencing kennel, and luxuriously equipped with professional electronic referee equipment.
Lin Baiyao asked curiously: "Are you still practicing swordsmanship?"
"It's just fencing."
Wei Zhu explained: "When I am depressed, I will feel better after playing a few games. Can you try it?"
Only then did Lin Baiyao understand why she brought him here, and he hurriedly refused, saying: "I have old arms and legs, and none of my relatives have motor cells within five days, so forget it..."
Sister Xiaoli laughed so hard, she said: "Beautiful boy, are you interested in it but not in use? A man can't just say no, why don't you give it a try?"
No matter how generous Wei Zhu was, he couldn't stand Miss Xiaoli's nonsense, so he simply pushed her out and said, "Go and do your business and greet the other guests. I'll do it here by myself."
"Okay, okay, you think I'm an eyesore, don't you? Pretty boy, you have time to make an appointment for dinner..."
After Sister Xiaoli left, Lin Baiyao asked: "I just want to make an appointment to have a meal. Why does Sister Xiaoli just want to make an appointment for dinner?"
Wei Zhu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Are you really not aware, or are you pretending not to know?" He was surprisingly charming.
…
"Look, it looks like this. Put on your fencing socks first, then your fencing trousers. Remember to roll up your trousers legs below your knees, and then buckle your suspenders..."
Next, put on the fencing vest and fasten the collar and waist buttons. Put on the fencing hand cord and put the three-pronged end and alligator clip into the back pocket.
Wear the outermost protective fencing clothing.
Since I am practicing foil, I have to wear metal clothes.
The foil's metal jacket is different from the saber's. The foil's effective attack area is limited to the torso, so the foil's metal jacket is similar to a vest, while the saber's metal jacket has sleeves.
Finally, there are fencing shoes and metal masks.
After Wei Zhu demonstrated to Lin Baiyao the correct order of wearing fencing uniforms, Lin Baiyao glanced at another wardrobe and said, "Hey, which one is what? Why does it look like there is one more piece than mine?"
He said and reached out to touch it.
He wasn't joking this time, he really didn't know that women's fencing uniforms require a chest protector, which is more common than men's fencing uniforms.
Wei Zhu was so embarrassed that he slapped the back of Lin Baiyao's hand and said, "What do you care? Go to the men's locker room and put on your fencing uniform..."
Seeing her reaction, Lin Baiyao guessed what it was. He coughed dryly and felt a little embarrassed to continue rejecting her kindness. He just decided to be a bachelor and said, "Okay, your territory is up to you. I will fight for it today!"
After finally putting on my fencing uniform, I came out and swung my foil sword around. It was light and light, with a total length of 1.1 meters and a weight of more than 400 grams. There was no pressure at all.
Wei Zhu went in late but came out early. He had finished dressing and was waiting nearby. Seeing Lin Baiyao slashing everywhere, he smiled and said: "The foil sword can only stab, not chop. The main point is the upper body torso position. Whoever attacks and hits first
Score, while hitting does not score..."
As he spoke, he walked over, squatted on the ground and helped him fix his trousers, then stood up and helped tighten the zipper on his neck.
At such a close distance, the curves that cannot be concealed by the tight-fitting fencing uniform reveal an amazing appeal. The white metallic luster contrasts with the long black hair in a high ponytail, and a heroic spirit that is completely different from the ordinary ladies comes to her face, as if to tell her.
Lin Baiyao, your understanding of her is so superficial and distant.
"Hmm? Do you remember?"
Wei Zhu raised his head, tilted his neck slightly, and the gentleness of his eyes was like the breeze blowing through the flower stamens in spring. The wind is not intoxicating, but people are intoxicated themselves.
Lin Baiyao smiled and said: "Remember, Coach Wei."
"Coach? That's fine. Coaches in sports have absolute authority. If you disobey, be careful of the coach's punishment."
"It all depends on the coach..." Lin Baiyao grinned, feeling like he had found a mother.
Wei Zhu pursed his lips and smiled softly. He first told him the rules, and then taught him the footwork and movement essentials.
At first Lin Baiyao felt fresh and practiced well, but after a few minutes he slacked off and was lazy in paddling. Wei Zhu mercilessly slapped his thigh with a sword and said: "Cheer up, you can only
Only by investing can you have fun, and only by having fun can you forget your worries..."
Lin Bai Yao gritted his teeth in pain. Seeing that Wei Zhu was really dignified as a coach, he immediately didn't dare to smile playfully anymore and started practicing seriously.
"Move forward and backward, don't let your center of gravity rise and fall, stay steady. If the stride is too big, take it a little closer and lunge, not a split. The arms should be fully extended, and the tip of the sword should be used to guide the arm to thrust out."
After practicing for almost an hour, he had mastered the basic footwork and offensive skills. Wei Zhu directly put on the mask and said: "I told you that you are a top smart person and can learn anything very quickly. Come on, let's play a game.
."
Lin Baiyao was dumbfounded and said: "Coach Wei, are you kidding me? Although you didn't say how long you have been studying, it is definitely not something that a rookie like me who has studied for an hour can match. Playing a game? You beat me unilaterally, right?"
?”
Wei Zhu thought for a while and said: "Let's do this. The foil competition lasts for nine minutes. If you hit 15 swords, you will win. If you can hit 3 of my swords before I hit 15 of yours within nine minutes, I can do it."
I agree to your request."
Lin Baiyao's heart moved and he asked: "Any requests?"
Wei Zhu's pretty face hidden in the mask seemed to be smiling, and he said: "Of course it cannot break the law or violate public order and good customs. I can consider all other requests."
"Okay!"
Lin Baiyao fastened his mask and said: "I don't believe it. The bastard fist can kill the old master, but three swords can't hit it? Look at my bastard sword..."
But it turned out that not only did he miss three swords, he couldn't even hit one damn sword!
Wei Zhu's fencing level far exceeded her level as a coach. Lin Baiyao could only do stupid lunges and thrust, and forgot all other moves after they came up.
Wei Zhu can not only transfer attacks, cross attack, strike, press the sword, slide the sword, but also move up and down twice to make fake movements, and uses the characteristics of the foil to use the unique trick of throwing the sword and stabbing.
Lin Baiyao was beaten so hard that he couldn't resist. It only took three minutes without rest. He was hit by 15 swords and the game was over.
Taking off the mask, Lin Baiyao gasped for air and said: "This clothes is really hot..."
"To defend against an impact of 80 kilograms, it will definitely get hotter."
Wei Zhu raised his hand and took off the mask. His red face was covered with sweat, but his beautiful and refined face was tainted with the healthy beauty that is unique to him after exercise.
"Take a break and let's play again!"
"ah?"
Wei Zhu chuckled and said: "It's just three swords, you can definitely do it. Baiyao, I don't often agree to other people's requests..."
Lin Baiyao stood up excitedly and said, "Okay, come again!"
Fencing is not a saint warrior entering the twelve palaces, there is no theory of the explosion of a small universe, everything is in vain in the face of absolute skills.
However, the improvement was that Lin Baiyao seized the opportunity and stabbed him with a sword.
This gave him great encouragement, and then, under the temptation of Wei Zhu, he played again.
One game after another, time passed quietly like this. Lin Baiyao was completely immersed in the fantasy of longing to hit all three swords, not for Wei Zhu's request, but for dignity.
Finally, in an unknown game, he hit 3 swords before Wei Zhu hit 15.
competition is over.
Lin Baiyao slumped to the ground, with his hands and feet spread out in a large shape. His body was already soaked with sweat. He looked at the ceiling, his mind went blank, but his heart felt extremely peaceful.
"How does it feel?"
Wei Zhu knelt down next to him and handed over a bottle of light salt water, which Sister Xiaoli had quietly sent in ten minutes ago.
Lin Baiyao turned around and looked at Wei Zhu, who was still flawlessly beautiful from this angle of death. He turned over and sat up, replenished his fluids, and said, "It's strange. I'm tired, but very comfortable..."
"This is the beauty of sports!"
Wei Zhu sat cross-legged and took a sip of water. He was quiet and ladylike, which was in sharp contrast to the buoyant look just now.
Lin Baiyao couldn't help but praise: "I didn't expect you to be so good at fencing... I'm really ashamed of myself and don't like any sports..."
Wei Zhu shook his head and said: "Actually, like you, I don't like sports. I have learned fencing for several years, but I don't like fencing."
This answer was beyond Lin Baiyao's expectation, and he said, "Then why do we need to learn?"
"Fencing is a niche sport and the competition is not fierce, but the coach of the Stanford fencing team has a good personal relationship with my coach of the Capital Fencing team..."
Lin Baiyao understood instantly that it turned out that Wei Zhu was practicing fencing to prepare for entering Stanford.
How much obsession is this?
However, the last thing people should not ridicule is dreams. Lin Baiyao asked: "Are you really sure?"
"It should be okay... I won't talk about it anymore. What about you, what do you want to ask for?"
Wei Zhu didn't look at Lin Baiyao when he said this, he just sat upright and looked straight ahead.