"boom."

Bai Haoran tilted his head, staggered backward, leaned on the elastic tendons of the boxing ring, and put his arms on it to stabilize his balance.

Jiang Chen, who was sweating profusely, put down his hands.

"Brother Bai, I seem to be out of shape today."

Bai Haoran grinned, smiled silently, stood up straight again, and touched his two gloved fists hard.

"Then you have to be careful."

He was full of energy, and once again charged at Jiang Chen with great momentum, swinging his fists like a violent storm.

Jiang Chen was overwhelmed and quickly paid the price for his provocation. He was hit several times on the chest and was forced to cower in a corner of the ring. At least he knew how to raise his arms to protect his head.

Bai Haoran was indeed rude and did not stop his offensive. He treated Jiang Chen as a wooden stake and did not stop until he was out of breath and exhausted.

Jiang Chen put down his arms, slowly sat down, leaned against the pillar, and breathed heavily.

Both bodies seemed to have been baptized by sweat, like sculptures, showing the masculine charm of men.

"Young Master Jiang, you have made great progress."

Bai Haoran's feeble smile was not simply flattery.

Since sparring, as an opponent, he has a deep understanding of the opponent's progress.

At first I could hardly hold on for half a minute, but now at least my endurance has improved a lot. In layman's terms, I can withstand beatings a lot, and I am no longer like a sandbag that will fall down with one blow.

Jiang Chen grinned. The pain all over his body and the fatigue made him unable to speak.

Although Ping An brought Pei Yunxi back, his experience in Guangdong and Guangdong also made him more aware of the importance of physical fitness.

If he was just a weak ordinary student, how could he win the game played by that little prince Ye?

So after the injury in his lower back was almost healed, he immediately pulled Bai Haoran and increased the training intensity, even though he was being beaten most of the time.

Get beaten.

It is also a kind of exercise,

Jiang Chen remembered what Liao Xiangdong said.

If you want to become a master, you must first get used to being beaten.

Sitting on the ring, waiting to regain some strength, Jiang Chen said with a slight breath: "Brother Bai, can I introduce someone to you?"

Bai Haoran stood beside him, holding an elastic band with one arm.

"who?"

"That's the master I saw at the black boxing arena last time."

If you are born into a second-generation rich family, how to recruit people will be your top priority in life.

You only need to think about the characteristics of excellent and capable people, where they are, how to win over them, make good use of them, spend money on these talented people, set a stage for them, and achieve their success while also achieving your own success.

, then your life deeds are likely to be a hundred times a thousand times that of your parents.

Jiang Chen doesn't quite remember where he saw this passage, but until now, it still feels very reasonable.

The subordinates work hard, the middle people work hard, and the superior people work hard.

In contrast to this passage, there is another passage that he, who is very self-aware, paid more attention to.

If you have nothing when you are born, and your parents cannot give you anything, then working hard to practice unique skills is your way out. You have superior abilities and unparalleled martial arts. Whoever knows how to respect you will hire you.

Without you, whoever can take the lead will be able to be proud of the world.

If you want to be more stable, you have to work harder. The left brain is the way of the emperor, the right brain is the strategy of the king and the assistant, the left brain is the military strategy, and the right brain is the strategy of governing the country. If you advance, you can attack, if you retreat, you can defend. You will be a great writer in the world, and a famous general in troubled times.

At that time, Jiang Chen, who was born in a bitter cold, was excited by these words for a long time. He was as energetic as a chicken blood, just like many people.

Nowadays, what most people are thinking about is not only to learn literary and martial arts, but also to gain wealth and become an emperor.

certainly.

Things are different now.

I am no longer a poor boy with nothing.

However, Jiang Chen felt that knowing people and making good use of them was one aspect, and he could not slack off in his own cultivation.

Both hands must be grasped and both hands must be firm, this is more secure.

"Of course I would love to have this opportunity."

Bai Haoran spoke frankly without hesitation.

Water flows to lower places, and people move to higher places.

Being able to get to know such a person is like building a ladder and climbing to a higher level.

Jiang Chen is not an ungrateful person. Although the scene of their acquaintance may not be perfect, Bai Haoran has been doing his best to him since they met.

Lan Peizhi's rank is too high and he is currently powerless, but he can still do it by helping to build the bridge to Liao Xiangdong.

This will not only support Bai Haoran, but also deepen the relationship between him and Liao Xiangdong, killing two birds with one stone.

While taking a shower, Jiang Chen didn't hear it because his cell phone was placed in the locker. After taking a shower, he saw a missed call, which showed that it was from Luo Peng.

Jiang Chen was a little surprised.

Although he was politely rejected, Mr. Luo did not become discouraged. He became more and more courageous and launched a fierce offensive against the enchanting teacher Xiangtian.

A man chases a woman, separated by a mountain.

But at the same time, there is a saying that a good girl is afraid of being harassed by a man.

No, Mr. Luo's spirit of perseverance finally paid off. He successfully invited Xiang Tianxun out for a drink tonight. Before going out, he deliberately told them not to disturb him if nothing happened. How could he take the initiative to call him?

After looking at the time, it was less than nine o'clock. Jiang Chen, who felt a little strange, hesitated for a moment and went back.

So early, it shouldn't ruin the other party's good deeds.

"What's wrong?"

After the call was connected, Jiang Chen spoke in confusion, but the voice on the other end caught him by surprise.

"Is it classmate Jiang Chen?"

This magnetic, tingling voice could obviously only be that teacher Xiangtian.

"Teacher Xiangtian? Why did you answer the phone? Where is Luo Peng?"

"Luo Peng drank too much. I didn't know what to do, so I called you."

Xiang Tianxun's voice was a little anxious and helpless.

Jiang Chen was a little confused.

Drank too much?

And Luo Peng drank too much?

Is there something wrong with this script?

"Classmate Jiang Chen, are you still there?"

Jiang Chen calmed down and said, "Teacher Xiangtian, please send Luo Peng back to school. I will ask my roommates to pick you up."

Now that the matter has come to this, he can only solve it in this way. You can't blame him for being unjust. If you want to blame him, you can only blame Luo Peng for his poor drinking ability and actually got himself drunk.

If you get the other party drunk, wouldn't your merits be fulfilled?

I was given a chance, but it didn't work.

but.

Luo Peng is no longer a young man, doesn't he even know this point of propriety?

This actually has nothing to do with alcohol consumption.

Moreover, Luo Peng's drinking capacity is not bad either.

"Can not be done……"

"why not?"

"I am a teacher and he is a student. If we go back like this and are seen by others, how much gossip will it cause?"

This teacher Xiangtian really has a deep research on Chinese culture. He not only speaks fluent Chinese, but also knows idioms easily.

Jiang Chen was immediately speechless.

indeed.

The other party's concerns are not unreasonable.

The female teacher sent the drunken male student back to the dormitory. Anyone else might have misunderstood her.

wrong.

It seems that it cannot be called a misunderstanding.
To be continued...