"Martin, you've got to teach me!" Maxwell pleaded earnestly, gripping Martin's hand even tighter.
"Maxwell, Maxwell, let go of me first." Martin struggled hard, but it was no use.
The more he struggled, the more excited this big lunk Maxwell became.
"Maxwell, hold on, this technique isn't suitable for you!" Martin's mind raced, trying to come up with an excuse to brush him off.
"Why?" Maxwell asked, eyes wide as he stared at Martin.
Martin replied with a straight face, "Because this technique needs two people to practice together."
"Two people?" Maxwell paused, then nodded as if it made perfect sense. "Oh, I see!"
"Right, exactly." Martin nodded affirmatively.
But just then, Maxwell gave Martin a mischievous grin, and Martin suddenly got a sinking feeling.
The next second, Maxwell
