wake up as blood

Chapter 12

Li Yong exhaled, lay on his back on the bench press machine, and shouted: "Look at it, boy, let's see how I do it! As many as I have done, you will have to do as many as you want!"

After speaking, Li Yong began to push the iron rod in front of him.

The iron rod with several iron rings weighed more than one hundred catties, and Li Yong only felt that his hands were extremely heavy, as if they were filled with lead.

With a roar, his blood vessels and veins bulged, and he pushed the iron rod up.

Under the crowd's onlookers, Li Yong did it one by one. After doing about [-], he was out of breath and his face turned red.

In the end, after Li Yong did forty, he completely lost his strength. He turned his head slightly, wanting to see Luo Jie's expression.

The expected look of worship did not appear, on the contrary, it was a look of slight contempt and disdain.

Li Yong's breathing was stagnant, and a wave of resentment almost gushed out of his heart.He gritted his teeth, planning to make a few more.

At this moment, a tearing pain came from his arm. Li Yong howled and threw the iron rod out.

The iron rod fell directly on Li Yong's knee, and the weight of several hundred kilograms cracked his kneecap in an instant. Li Yong flipped over and fell to the ground, his body twitching continuously.

"what's going on?"

"It should be because he wanted to slap his face to look fat, but in the end his arm muscles were torn."

"This time the kneecap was probably cracked too. It's so miserable. But it deserves it!"

Li Xiangping walked to Li Yong's side, picked up the iron rod on the ground with one hand, and put it back to its original position. This tiny movement made the pupils of the people around him shrink.

A few good-natured people looked at Li Xiangping Gujing Wubo's eyes, and immediately felt that this person was not simple. They took out their mobile phones and started taking pictures of Li Xiangping.

Li Xiangping stood beside Li Yong, looked at him disdainfully, and said with a smile, "That's it? It's really miserable."

Li Yong gritted his teeth, stared at Li Xiangping viciously with his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, if you can't do it, I will ask someone to beat you to death!"

Li Xiangping sneered twice, walked slowly to the bench press machine, and lay down on his back.

He took a light breath, gripped the iron bar with both hands, and began to bench press.

I saw that Li Xiangping did the bench press more frequently than Li Yong did. His arms were up and down, and the iron rods seemed to have no weight.

Everyone's eyes widened, and they looked at Li Xiangping in disbelief. It was obvious that his arms were much thinner than that big muscle bully, but the power contained in them was not at the same level at all.

Luo Jie also covered her mouth and looked at Li Xiangping in surprise.

Soon, Li Xiangping made fifty. He stopped, without showing any exhaustion, and smiled at Li Yong: "Look, isn't this casual? Why did you stretch your hips?" ?”

Seeing Li Xiangping stop, the onlookers all asked eagerly, "Little brother, can you still do it?"

Li Xiangping nodded and said, "Okay, but I've surpassed him, so it's meaningless."

"Interesting, interesting!" A man with eyes came out with a camera in his arms, and said, "I'm a self-media person! I'm shooting your fitness video right now."

"Please continue to do a few, so that everyone can see your true level."

"Yes, yes, what is the wise coach, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Hearing everyone's unanimous opinion, Li Xiangping smiled wryly, and continued to bench press.

It took nearly half an hour to do this.

Everyone was dumbfounded, their eyes widened, and they looked at Li Xiangping as if they were looking at an alien creature. During this period, those who wanted to count all gave up.

Because - they can't count how many Li Xiangping has done!

Seeing that it was almost lunch time, Li Xiangping put down the iron rod. He let out a breath and said with a smile, "Let's go down. The difficulty is too low. It doesn't make sense to do more."

After putting down such a pretentious sentence, Li Xiangping patted his butt and was about to leave the gym.

Suddenly, Luo Jie grabbed Li Xiangping's clothes and said in a trembling voice, "That, that, Mr. Li Xiangping, can you give me your contact information?"

As she said that, a blush climbed onto Luo Jie's pretty face, and she said softly: "Yes, if you are free, we can continue to make appointments to exercise."

Looking at Luo Jie's expectant eyes, Li Xiangping smiled slightly, and said in a deep voice, "If there is a destiny, we will meet each other naturally."

After finishing speaking, Li Xiangping left the gym like a man like the wind.

A group of onlookers who dropped their jaws in shock were left behind.

……

On the other side, Zhang Xinyue was lying on the bed bored. She opened her inbox, looked at the rows of harassing text messages, and sighed in a low voice:

"Hey, why hasn't that guy texted me yet?"

The image of Li Xiangping calling off the gangster for him and helping him take down the bag thief flashed through his mind.

The sharp side face was almost engraved in Zhang Xinyue's mind, and Zhang Xinyue could only feel her heart pounding.

She blushed slightly, jumped off the bed suddenly, and said to the girl who was wearing makeup beside her, "Yu Qing, do you want to have dinner together?"

Yu Qing hummed, folded the makeup mirror, and said to Zhang Xinyue with a smirk, "Hey, Xinyue, why are you acting weird recently, you seem to be worried about something."

"Sorrow, what?" Zhang Xinyue repeated, then quickly shook her head and said, "No, no, absolutely nothing. What can I worry about?"

"Hey——" Yu Qing approached Zhang Xinyue's face with a wicked smile, and stared closely at Zhang Xinyue's eyes.

Being stared at so closely by Yu Qing, Zhang Xinyue finally couldn't stand it anymore, she turned her head, pushed Yu Qing and said, "You, what are you doing."

Yu Qing giggled and said, "Is there any handsome man who fascinated you? Hehe..."

"I didn't expect that Zhang Xinyue, who is like a fairy who doesn't eat mortal fireworks, would be tempted."

Zhang Xinyue's pretty face was flushed, she shook her head and said, "No, no, no."

After speaking, he took the lead to walk outside the dormitory.

Yu Qing quickly chased after her, interrogating Zhang Xinyue about Prince Charming all the way.

Soon after arriving at the cafeteria, Yu Qing saw that Zhang Xinyue was very tight-lipped, so she stopped asking. She opened the short video software and started watching short videos.

Suddenly, a video titled: "Super Macho! Handsome and Thin Handsome Guy Violent and Big Muscle" came into Yu Qing's sight.

Yu Qing chuckled, and subconsciously clicked on the video.

In the video, first there was a muscular tyrant who was doing bench presses while cursing something in his mouth. He couldn't do it after doing about thirty reps, and finally rolled to the side screaming.

Then, a young man in white slowly entered the camera with a contemptuous smile.

This young man's face is handsome and masculine, especially in his eyes, there is a faint depth, Yu Qing felt instantly attracted by this young man.

The young man slowly lay down with his face raised, and grabbed the iron rod.