No matter how impatient Feng Ling looked, the boss had already put his words here, and then waved: "Okay, you go to class first, I'm out. If you need anything, call me in the office."
After saying that, the person turned around and ran away.
Feng Ling endured his anger and was too lazy to look at the man next to him. He just glared at Chen Beiqing, who looked like he would not give up until he explained everything clearly today: "Hurry up and go to class!"
Seeing that she seemed to be really in a bad mood and condition at the moment, Chen Beiqing endured it. Under the eyes of a group of students in the classroom, she once again touched her inner cheek with the tip of her tongue in displeasure. Then he turned around and walked into the team with a sullen face, and went to stand where he usually attends classes.
After the students all consciously made preparations for class every day, the classroom returned to quiet and normal order.
Feng Ling sat where he was and looked at Li Nanheng in a blink of an eye.
Li Nanheng also stood there, looking sideways and down at her, his eyebrows slightly raised indifferently.
Seeing his obviously proud expression, Feng Ling glared at him fiercely, swallowed some words in his throat, and finally said with an ugly face: "What do you think makes you think that my assistant is so good? Stand up. Do you want to get paid for nothing just by staring at me here?"
The man smiled half-heartedly: "So what does Coach A-Ling need from me now?"
"From the standard basic movements these people are doing now, you can tell what they are learning. You can see for yourself, whose posture is not standard, and whose posture is wrong. You can supervise a few words while I sit here and rest. ." Feng Ling explained coldly.
Li Nanheng listened to her commanding tone, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he chuckled: "Okay."
After saying that, the tall and straight man walked directly into the classroom.
Seeing the man's back, Feng Ling raised his head and rolled his eyes helplessly at the ceiling.
Then, within a few minutes, Feng Ling heard the screams of some students inside who didn't usually perform particularly well.
She could imagine the scene when she heard those screams.
"Ah, please be gentle. Even the coach is just our coach A-Ling's assistant for the time being. Besides, you are still a newcomer. Do you know how to teach? You, it hurts so much! Oh—"
Hearing the screams inside again, Feng Ling closed his eyes.
I don't know whether it is lucky or unlucky for this class of students to be taught this set of moves by Li Nanheng himself...
After all, most of her skills were learned at the XI base, and many of them were taught to her by him.
You know, it would be no exaggeration to say that this newcomer is their ancestor.
"Oh my god, my bones are going to break...
"Take it easy, help... Coach A-Ling, help..."
"Ah, help..."
After half the class, this group of students realized that Coach A-Ling's usual strictness and indifference were already considered very gentle in front of this new assistant coach!
This one is the devil!
When Feng Ling felt that his sleepiness and fatigue had improved a little, he stood up and went inside. He saw the students all had expressions that were worse than death, and they were all doing basic balance training of push-ups on the ground. A simple single-body balancing posture, the kind of movement that would cause ordinary people to tremble even if they could hold it for thirty seconds.
Looking at the current state of these students...
It must have been more than five minutes.
Just like when Li Nanheng dragged her out in the middle of the night to do devil training.
Especially Chen Beiqing, who had some doubts about Li Nanheng because of the way Li Nanheng pulled him away just now. It's not that women are sensitive, men are also particularly keen on certain things, such as this new assistant coach. The indifference and hostility towards him were very obvious.
It was obvious that when everyone was doing single-body balance support, just holding the ground with bare hands for five minutes was already cruel. Some people couldn't hold on and had already fallen to the ground.
Chen Beiqing not only did the same action, Li Nanheng was standing next to him about half a meter away, raised his foot and kicked his leg: "Stretch! Lengthen! The knee is bent. ! Can’t you understand when I tell you to straighten up? Don’t shake your hands. A grown man can tremble even after holding his balance for five minutes? What kind of man are you like?"
Chen Beiqing secretly grinded his teeth. He was about to have an attack, but turned his eyes and suddenly saw Feng Ling standing at the door. He immediately continued to maintain the smooth supporting movement at the beginning, without saying anything, but there was a faint ooze on his forehead. The sweat still exposed what he had encountered in this moment.
"Li Nanheng, come out." Feng Ling said coldly.
Li Nanheng looked back at her with a faint look on his face: "What do you want Coach A-Ling to say? Are you still dissatisfied with some of my education methods?"
"No, come out and let's talk." After Feng Ling said that, he turned around and walked to the bench next to the classroom door.
Li Nanheng stood still and didn't move at first. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the movement of the classmate Chen next to him who was doing support. He saw that his legs were ready to relax for a moment, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked him hard in the leg. , Chen Beiqing staggered to the ground in pain, then suddenly raised her head and glared at him: "You..."
"The action was not standard, try again!" Li Nanheng gave him a cold look, turned around and left.
The people around him didn't say much for a while. It wasn't until the tall figure left that they all turned around and looked with sympathetic eyes at Chen, who seemed to be particularly targeted.
"Ahem, what is that, Beiqing, are you okay?"
Chen Beiqing stood up on the spot and looked down at his leg that was almost broken just now. Because everyone else was still doing the exercises and there were surveillance cameras in the classroom, he stood here for too long and waited for Coach A-Ling to take time. When he checked the video in the classroom, he probably would say something else, so he leaned down and continued the action.
But while he leaned down and put his hands on the ground, he looked outside and saw that Li Nanheng had already gone out. He couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "Damn..."
As if he felt the hostile gaze behind him, Li Nanheng's steps did not stop. When he walked out of the classroom door, he suddenly turned back and looked back, and he happened to meet Chen Beizhi's unhappy gaze at him. The two men just looked at each other silently. Chen Beiqing did not avoid it, nor did he make any unnecessary movements. He just looked at him directly.
Li Nanheng put one hand in his trouser pocket, smiled lukewarmly, but the smile did not reach his eyes, and left.
After leaving the classroom, he saw Feng Ling standing a few meters away, already waiting for him.
Just by looking at him with a serious expression, you can tell that he doesn't have a good look on his face, and he won't say anything nice.