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Bai Haoran turned his head, staggered backward, and, leaning on the elastic ropes of the boxing ring, used his arms to regain his balance.
The sweat-drenched Jiang Chen lowered his hands.
“Brother Bai, you seem off your ga today.”
Bai Haoran grimaced, smiled silently, and stood up straight again, forcefully bumping his gloved fists together.
“Then you’d better watch out.”
He surged with vitality and once again charged at Jiang Chen with a ferocity, throwing punches like a torrential storm.
Jiang Chen was overwheld, quickly paying the price for his taunt.
He took several blows to his chest and was forced into a corner of the ring, at least knowing enough to raise his arms to protect his head.
Bai Haoran didn’t hold back, relentless in his assault, treating Jiang Chen like a punching bag until he was gasping for air and exhausted, only then stopping.
Jiang Chen lowered his arms and slowly sat down, leaning against a post, gasping for breath.
Both n’s bodies glistened with sweat, sculpturally revealing their masculine charm.
“Young Master Jiang, you’ve made quite so progress.”
Bai Haoran’s smile was weak but genuine, not re flattery.
Being his sparring partner, he had a deep understanding of the other’s improvents.
Initially, Jiang Chen could hardly last half a minute; now, he had at least gained endurance, able to take many more punches and no longer collapsing like a sandbag with a single hit.
Jiang Chen cracked a smile, but the soreness throughout his body and exhaustion made even speaking difficult.
Though he had safely brought Pei Yunxi back, his experiences in the two Guangdong provinces had made him more aware of the importance of physical strength.
If he were just a weak ordinary student, how could he have won the ga against that Lord Ye Xiao Wang.
So as soon as the injury to his lower back healed, he imdiately started training more intensely with Bai Haoran, even if he spent most of the ti getting beaten.
Getting beaten.
It was a form of training,
Jiang Chen rembered what Liao Xiangdong had once said.
To beco an expert, you must first get used to getting hit.
Sitting on the boxing ring and waiting to recover so strength, Jiang Chen said slightly out of breath, “Brother Bai, interested in eting soone?”
Bai Haoran stood by, one arm resting on the ring’s ropes.
“Who?”
“The expert we saw at the underground boxing match last ti.”
If you were born a rich second-generation heir, then networking is your foremost task in life.
You just need to think about what characteristics excellent and capable people have, where to find them, how to win them over, put them to good use, spend your wealth on these talented individuals, give them a stage to shine, and in the process of making them successful, casually achieve your own success as well.
If so, your achievents in life could be a hundred or a thousand tis those of your parents.
Jiang Chen couldn’t quite rember where he had read this passage, but even now, he found it extrely sensible.
The lower class toils with their bodies, the middle class with their intellect, while the upper class leverages others.
Paired with this saying was another that he, who had always been quite self-aware, had once paid more attention to.
If you are born with nothing and your parents can give you nothing, then honing a unique skill is your only way out.
If you possess extraordinary abilities and unparalleled martial skills, whoever respects you, can afford you, will dominate the scene and triumph in the jianghu (martial world).
If you want to be even more secure, you have to work even harder, using your left brain for imperial strategies and your right brain for counsel.
Left for martial tactics, right for governance strategies.
Advance to attack, retreat to defend; a literary giant in tis of peace and a famous general in tis of chaos.
Back when he was a poor boy from a cold background, this passage had excited Jiang Chen for a long ti, like a shot of adrenaline, fuelling him with enthusiasm and motivation, just like many others.
Now what most people aspire to is encapsulated in the saying: learn the arts of letters and arms, and you’ll be welco in the halls of the emperor.
Of course.
Tis have changed.
He was no longer a boy with nothing.
However, Jiang Chen felt that recognizing and using talented people was one thing, but personal cultivation should not be neglected either.
Both must be grasped, both must be strong, that was the most secure approach.
“Having that kind of opportunity, of course, I would want it.”
Bai Haoran was unequivocal and outspoken.
Water flows downhill, people strive upwards.
Getting to know such a person ant climbing a ladder to a higher plane.
Jiang Chen was not an ungrateful person.
Although the circumstances of their acquaintance might not have been perfect, since eting him, Bai Haoran had been utterly devoted.
Lan Peizhi was out of his league for now, but he could help build a bridge to Liao Xiangdong for Bai Haoran.
This not only gave Bai Haoran a leg up but also strengthened Jiang Chen’s own ties with Liao Xiangdong, killing two birds with one stone.
During his shower, because his phone was in the locker, Jiang Chen didn’t hear it ring.
After he finished bathing, he saw a missed call from Luo Peng.
Jiang Chen was sowhat surprised.
Despite being tactfully rejected, Young Master Luo hadn’t lost heart.
He beca more determined after setbacks and launched a vigorous pursuit of Teacher Xiang Tian, who was irresistibly enchanting.
A man chasing a woman is like climbing mountain after mountain.
But there’s also a saying that a good woman fears a persistent man.
Sure enough, Luo’s persevering spirit finally paid off, and tonight he successfully invited Koda Kaoru out for drinks.
Before leaving, he had explicitly told them not to bother him unless it was important, so why would he call Jiang Chen himself?
Glancing at the ti, it was not yet nine o’clock.
Jiang Chen was puzzled but decided to call back anyway.
It was still early; it shouldn’t ruin Luo’s big opportunity.
“What’s up?”
After the call connected, Jiang Chen spoke with confusion, but the voice on the other end was unexpected.
“Is this Jiang Chen?”
That silky and husky voice could only belong to Teacher Xiang Tian.
“Teacher Xiang Tian?
Why are you answering the phone?
Where’s Luo Peng?”
“Luo Peng drank too much.
I don’t know what to do, so I called you.”
Koda Kaoru’s voice sounded anxious and helpless.
Jiang Chen was stunned.
Drank too much?
And Luo Peng of all people?
Isn’t there sothing a bit off about this script?
“Jiang Chen, are you still there?”
Jiang Chen steadied himself, “Teacher Xiang Tian, please bring Luo Peng back to school, I’ll have my roommate co to et you.”
At this point, that was the only solution he could co up with.
He couldn’t be blad for not being righteous, if anyone was to bla, it was because Luo Peng couldn’t hold his liquor and ended up getting himself drunk.
If he had been the one to get the other party drunk, wouldn’t that have been a perfect ending?
He had his chance, but it was no use.
However.
Luo Peng wasn’t a greenhorn, couldn’t he gauge his own limits?
This was not really about tolerance for alcohol.
And Luo Peng’s tolerance for alcohol wasn’t bad, either.
“It’s not possible…”
“Why not?”
“I’m a teacher, and he’s a student.
If we go back like this and people see us, can you imagine how many rumors that would stir up?”
Teacher Xiang Tian indeed had a deep understanding of Shenzhou culture, not only speaking fluent Chinese, but also effortlessly using idioms.
Jiang Chen was at a loss for words.Indeed.
The other party’s concern was not without reason.
A female teacher escorting a drunken male student back to his dormitory would likely be misunderstood by anyone.
No, wait.
It probably couldn’t even be called a misunderstanding.
But still, it was better to avoid such situations.
Jiang Chen, who had never been in such a situation before, didn’t know what to do for a mont.
“Jiang Chen, are you free right now?”
The seductive voice of Koda Kaoru ca from the other end of the phone once again.
Jiang Chen, who had planned to go for late-night food with Bai Haoran, hesitated for a mont but still replied, “I’m free.”
“Could you co over and pick up Luo Peng?
He’s passed out drunk, and I simply can’t move him by myself.”
Given the situation, Jiang Chen had no other choice.
“Okay, Teacher Xiang Tian, where are you?”
“Hongxing Road, Peninsula Izakaya.”
Peninsula Izakaya?
That na, why does it seem so familiar?
Soon, Jiang Chen realized.
Wasn’t that the sa place where Shi Qianxi ca close to having trouble last ti?
What a coincidence.
But Koda Kaoru was originally from Dongying, and to avoid attracting attention, she probably would choose a more remote place.
Thinking this way, it seed less surprising.
“Teacher Xiang Tian, I’ll be right there.”
“Good.”
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chen told Bai Haoran before taking a car alone to Peninsula Izakaya.
“Mr.
Jiang.”
The server iko had a good mory, or perhaps Jiang Chen had made a strong impression, and she recognized him as soon as he entered the restaurant.
She ca over with a smile.
“Are you by yourself, Mr.
Jiang?”
Rembering the server who had helped him a great deal, Jiang Chen naturally hadn’t forgotten her, and with a smile said, “No, I’m looking for friends.
They are at Daocheng…”
Koda Kaoru had told him the na of the private room over the phone, but it was too obscure, and he couldn’t quite rember it right then.
“Tojo-ji Bell.”
iko smiled with pursed lips, turned around, “Mr.
Jiang, please follow .”
“Whoosh.”
The door was pulled open, and Koda Kaoru was indeed sitting inside.
Luo Gongzi was embarrassingly sprawled out opposite her, and it seed he was truly not lightly drunk.
“Jiang Chen-kun!”
Koda Kaoru turned her head, perhaps too excited, suddenly using their native title for a mont.
Jiang Chen felt a bit strange but still maintained a polite and modest smile as he entered the room.
Today, Koda Kaoru was wearing a body-hugging skirt, her legs wrapped in sothing like black tights, sitting cross-legged on the floor.
From her soles to her buttocks and then to her slender waist, they ford a stunningly sensuous curve.
Her thick hair was styled into a bun with a distinctive Dongying look.
She might have wanted to appear more dignified, but the sultriness ingrained in her was impossible to hide.
The clash between two completely different temperants only made her allure even more boiling to the blood.
“Luo Peng!”
Jiang Chen called out, but the guy didn’t move, not showing any sign of response.
This was probably bad.
Inviting soone out for a drink, only to end up drunkenly incoherent yourself and forcing the other person to call for help to pick up the pieces.
This guy was likely facing a death sentence.
iko closed the door and left.
“Teacher Xiang Tian, I’m really sorry for the trouble caused.”
Even as a friend, Jiang Chen felt embarrassed.
In the room, there were clocks of various sizes hung haphazardly, presumably as decorations to match the room’s na.
However, these clocks were all blackened as if they had been scorched by fire.
It contrasted sharply with Koda Kaoru’s smile, creating an extrely intense color contrast.
“I should be the one apologizing.
It’s late at night, and I had to trouble you to make a trip here.”
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