Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 259

When Shang Zhenqing talks about key points, he will bring a few words about his previous experiences.

Ke Baijia learned that Shang Zhenqing used to work as a front-line worker in a factory in North China. He had followed several pretty good masters and also went out to see the world. For example, strawberry was eaten when he went to Beijing with one of the masters. He also went to Daoqing with another master and went to Lianda. There was a lot of seafood there. People from the brigade living near the beach didn’t like to eat that.

Ke Baijia likes this teaching method very much. Not only can he learn, but he can also listen to others tell his own stories and past.

Even though she left the brigade in her previous life, she was trapped in a small kitchen to work and rarely went out. Shang Zhenqing's story seemed to have a picture of freedom, beauty and freshness for her.

Ke Baijia learned the rhythm of breathing, the posture of running, and two warm-up exercises. Finally, he learned to clench his fists.

"You have to buckle your thumb..." Shang Zhenqing patiently taught him. After finally adjusting Ke Baijia's posture, Shang Zhenqing actually said: "I don't know if you have mastered it. Come on, punch me."

As he said that, he stretched out his big palm and asked Ke Baijia to punch his palm a few times.

"I, I am very strong. I am also carrying things when I am a chef." Ke Baijia didn't dare to punch.

"I have been able to withstand hundreds of kilograms of pig iron. Can you still exceed hundreds of kilograms of pig iron? Come on." Shang Zhenqing made a move.

Ke Baijiasheng took a breath: "Then I'm here."

Since you need to practice boxing and learn to protect yourself and exercise, you must not be embarrassed.

Ke Baijia abandoned his woman's reserve, raised his fist, and rushed over with a swish.

Shang Zhenqing grabbed the hand, and grabbed a stingy little hand without much attack power.

Shang Zhenqing wanted to laugh a little, but knew that this was the time when he was just starting to exercise and couldn't laugh, so he asked her to continue punching.

Ke Baijia hit several punches in a row. She thought she had a lot of strength, but the final comment was: "Your fist clenching posture is standard, but the punch is not good, and the force point is not right. You have to feel the strength of your waist and abdomen that drives your shoulders and then use your force to rush out from the position of the fist, instead of simply holding your fist with your shoulders and smashing it. That would not work.

Let me put it this way, your posture just now is like a child who pulls all the food on the table to his side. In addition to meeting the other person, people can grasp your flaws and have no attack power, and it can easily break your wrists."

Ke Baijia's expression dimmed for a moment.

Shang Zhenqing stopped commenting and coughed: "But you just learned and it's already great that you can do this. If you practice hard, you will definitely make progress."

Ke Baijia nodded vigorously, Yes, practicing diligently will definitely improve.

She believes in this.

She can no longer feel that she is not good at it.

I practiced until the lunch restaurant was about to be busy, and Ke Baijia didn't go back.

Shang Zhenqing exhaled. In addition to having no experience in teaching other people's boxing skills and having a little awkwardness, he also endured the laughter and endured it very hard.

In fact, he stopped talking. When Ke Baijia started to punch, he was paddling when he fisted alternately and speeded up his speed.

As soon as he went to the union, Shang Zhenqing got into trouble.

"It's not good, it's not good, someone wants to drink medicine in the workshop."
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next