Salad Days - Chapter 51

Even after watching countless boxing matches by Bai Jin, for Jiang Shen, the mood of each match is still the same as the first match, no difference.

The atmosphere in the museum is agitated, the old and beautiful style is more open than the domestic, the amateur boxers do not wear any other protective gear except the mouthguards, and the roar of the muscles around the boxing ring is Bai Jinyi. His opponent was a Latino boxing newcomer. Su Fang greeted Jiang Shen when he saw him coming out.

“You don’t have to worry too much,” Su Fang smiled lightly. “Bai Jin will never lose this time.”

That’s what it said, but Jiang Shen doesn’t really care who wins or loses.

The boxer made the final preparations on the ring before the match. The referee came between the two to confirm the player’s situation. Pre-game provocation and nonsense have always been a favorite of Europeans and Americans, but Bai Jinyi is a character with pitiful words regardless of pre-match and post-match. His extremely strong personal colors have been shouted in countless American boxing magazines. Nicknames, such as “beautiful boy” and then “fauvist gentleman”

Jiang Shen was standing closest to the rope, and he looked up at the boxer. Because he watched more boxing matches, he became a half-professional. Jiang Shen can clearly feel that Bai Jinyi’s boxing skills are more exquisite than when he was in China. Bai Jinyi’s face.

“He doesn’t like being beaten in the face.” Su Fang said, “Now his strength is stronger than before. His face is almost clean every time he steps down. The media especially likes to make a fuss on this point, saying that he is a beautiful boy. .”

Jiang Shen understood some reason why Bai Jinyi didn’t want to hurt his face. Besides, he always felt that Bai Jinyi’s proud and beautiful person shouldn’t be beaten. He didn’t just have a face, and he didn’t have a hair.

Because the strength gap was too large, Bai Jin TKO (technically knocked down) his opponent in the sixth round. After the referee finished the inspection, he thought that although the opponent did not lose his meaning directly, he could not continue the game and directly awarded Bai. Best regards.

Su Fang shouted “NICE” and pushed Jiang Shen into power.

Bai Jin hung on the fence, his face was really clean, and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Shen.

Everyone around was cheering loudly, and Bai Jin hugged Jiang Shen like a lift across the rope. Jiang Shen held his face and felt the sweat in his hand.

“Your husband is handsome or not.” Bai Jin raised his head and asked him.

Jiang Shen pursed his lips. He couldn’t understand what the foreigner shouting at next to him. Only Bai Jinyi was left with his eyes full. He lowered his head, his lips pressed against his sweaty forehead, and muttered: “Super handsome …”

Bai Jinyi seemed very satisfied, holding him and refused to let go, until Su Fang came to power and called him to be interviewed.

“Are you going to Elena now?” Bai Jin put down the man reluctantly and drilled out of the fence. Mayweather was waiting for him at the entrance of the passage.

Jiang Shen nodded: “The ancestors have sent me the address.”

Bai Jin turned around and hugged him hard for a while, then shook gently: “The driver will take you to go home early and wait for me.”

It is a pity that amateur boxing matches are not broadcast, and all the interview content can only be known in the magazine the next day. Jiang Shen can’t understand English, but also collected all the previous boxing magazines.

Ai Lai’s studio is not far away. When Jiang Shen arrived, he was teaching in a dance classroom on the large flat floor on the second floor.

Like Lai Yiyi, Ai Lai only swears people without dancing, and even if she changes her English, she still speaks very quickly.

“Are you here?” He was not surprised to see Jiang Shen, greeted him, and motioned the dancing group to stop.

The difference in body types between European, American and Asian dancers is still obvious. Jiang Shen can’t see the ages of the dancers. Ai Lai has introduced: “Most of them are students from the top dance universities in the United States, and some are from New York. Come here.” He pointed to Jiang Shen and said in English, “This is my student.”

Jiang Shen didn’t understand the language. He didn’t know what to do except to keep smiling. Fortunately, the students seemed to be much busier than him. Without much communication, they practiced separately.

“They all came to prepare for the match.” Ai Lai sat on the floor and looked at Jiang Jiangshen’s bag. “What do you have inside?”

Jiang Shen turned over and showed him: “Boxing magazine, Bai Jinyi’s interviews are all on it.”

Ai Lai: “…”

Jiang Shen also brought scissors and glue, as well as a new book, to paste “Bai Jinyi’s English Rainbow Fart”

Ai Lai raised her forehead: “You are here to dance, not to cut the newspaper.”

Jiang Shen had no choice but to put away the magazine, but he still said in a heartless manner: “Can I cut it here after I jumped?”

“…” Ai Lai gritted his teeth and scolded, “Your husband won’t run on it! Are you in a hurry?”

In the past, only Ai Lai was a dead man. Unexpectedly, one day he was able to be fed back by evil forces. Jiang Shen changed his dance shoes and stood in front of him honestly, and finally dared not continue to mention magazines.

“This time you came to the United States is actually just right.” Ai Lai calmed down and began to say the right thing, “Shen Junyi has already signed up for you in the Lausanne competition next January.”

Jiang Shen was stunned: “What, what name?!”

Ai Lai: “The Lausanne Competition, the World Ballet Competition, aimed at dancers aged 16-18, is also the first important international competition in your life.”

Jiang Shen was obviously stunned by this series of “world” “contests”, “life” and “international”. After breaking his fingers, he realized that he hadn’t even arrived in three months.

Ai Lai looked at Jiang Shenqing’s thunderous expression and smiled very softly: “Now start to work hard, baby swan.”

When Bai Jin arrived at the apartment, the babysitter had just prepared dinner for get off work. Bai Jin didn’t see Jiang Shen at the table and frowned.

“Mr. Jiang is on the sofa in the living room.” the babysitter smiled, “but you better move lightly, he seems to be asleep.”

Bai Jin glanced a little at a glance, and his face was a little heavy. He changed his slippers and walked to the living room. Sure enough, Jiang Shen lay face down on the sofa.

Without a big light in the living room, a floor lamp was lit. The dim light sprinkled on Jiang Shen’s head. It was gentle and quiet. Bai Jin leaned lightly on the side of the sofa. He looked down for a while and then bent down suddenly. , Sniffing the other’s back neck and sniffing gently.

Jiang Shen woke up in a daze. He turned his face and saw Bai Jin thinking that he was still dreaming. He smiled stupidly and said in a dream: “My husband is so handsome…”

Bai Jinyi kept his stooping posture and did not move. Jiang Shen, who was close to his face, was very close. When he spoke, he breathed and stuck to the other person’s face.

“What are you calling me?” he asked in a low voice.

Jiang Shen blinked, and he finally woke up a little, stuttering, “You, are you back?”

Bai Jin raised his eyebrows and didn’t pursue his dream just now. He just said, “How do you come back and go to bed instead of eating?”

Jiang Shen felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the expression “meal”. He resumed his face-up posture, and the voice of the whole person was stuffed on the sofa cushion.

“I had boiled chicken, but the others couldn’t.” Jiang Shen said.

Bai Jinyi: “Why?”

Jiang Shen: “I weighed myself in Master 2’s dance room. I was overweight, and I started to lose weight today.”

Bai Jinyi wasn’t too happy. He reached out and pinched his back neck: “I’m on holiday now, don’t dance, it’s not too late to lose weight when I go back.”

Jiang Shen’s head shook vigorously. He propped up, looked at Bai Jinyi, and sighed very fiercely: “I will go to Ai Lai’s studio every day to practice dancing, because there will be a Lausanne competition in January. To participate.”

“…” Bai Jinyi’s hand froze in Jiang Shen’s neck.

Jiang Shen sighed quietly, regretting: “I can’t cut your rainbow fart too much, it’s so uncomfortable.”