At noon on this day, Jiang Qian came to the club early.

In the activity room, she first took off her shoes and wiped the floor with a rag, then arranged the various utensils neatly, and finally carefully examined the octagonal cage in the center.

If you don't consider the fierceness during the game, in daily life, Jiang Qian should be a relatively gentle person, except for some few words, she usually doesn't show too strong.

She wants to make new students love MMA, even if she doesn't admit it.

If you have to evaluate Jiang Qian's character, then she should be a rather contradictory person. She looks cold on the outside, but on the inside, it doesn't have to be like that.

Sometimes, she will use mean language to evaluate some people and things, but most of the time she is not as mean as she is.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the members who had finished eating Chinese food gradually arrived, and Jiang Qian organized them to start an activity plan.

Some people are responsible for maintaining the equipment, some are responsible for demonstrating the movements, and some are responsible for the practice instructions.

In short, their ultimate goal is simple: to attract new students to join.

Any club needs fresh blood in order to maintain the vitality of the team.

About half an hour later, as time went on, more and more people gathered at the door of the MMA club.

I have to admit that MMA is a very popular sport for women in this world.

Almost any woman pulled out of the street, she could say a word or two about it.

In some schools, physical education classes even teach some of these techniques as a course for self-defense.

Going to the gym after work to fight for a while is a daily leisure item for some female office workers.

That feeling of punching to the flesh can make them vent their emotions happily.

Of course, if they do, they may not have to go to work the next day.

What is certain is that the women of this world are in many ways even more "murderous" than the men of the previous world.

The violent tendencies in the hearts of many women are no less than those of men in their previous lives in today's worldview.

After Chu Yan finished lunch, he immediately rushed to the activity room of the MMA club.

As for where this activity room was, he had already inquired about it beforehand.

By the time he arrived at the club's entrance, the tour had not yet begun, so he could only stand outside the window and look inside.

So, without the slightest suspense, Jiang Qian, who was standing in the activity room, immediately noticed Chu Yan.

How did he end up here?

Looking out the window, the boy with red lips and white teeth.

Jiang Qian's pupils subconsciously contracted slightly.

It is no exaggeration to say that she doesn't like each other, and the reason for this is that she doesn't like men.

Childhood experience made Jiang Qian always have a grudge against men.

However, after her expression stiffened slightly, Jiang Qian returned to normal and continued to arrange the work of the members.

He probably just came to see it.

After a while, the Eight Achievements will be gone.

Jiang Qian thought so, making the most reasonable judgment for her in her heart.

Until this time, she still didn't think Chu Yan would have any thoughts about MMA.

However, ten minutes passed, but Chu Yan did not leave.

Fifteen minutes passed, and Chu Yan still hadn't left.

Twenty minutes passed, and Chu Yan still didn't leave.

At this time, a large group of people had gathered at the door of the activity room.

Some of them came to visit the club, some were attracted by Chu Yan, and some simply felt that there were many people here, so they came to watch.

In short, no matter what, Jiang Qian has no reason not to open the door at the moment.

Frowning and letting out a sigh, she glanced at Chu Yan who was standing by the window again, full of anticipation, Jiang Qian finally opened the door of the club room and said to the crowd crowded at the door.

"Hello, I am Jiang Qian, a student in the sixth class of the second year of high school, and I am also the president of this year's MMA club, and I will lead you to visit our club next. ”

With that, she moved the door out of the way and led the crowd into the activity room in batches.

How to say it, the MMA club of this high school is more professional than Chu Yan imagined.

Whether it was the equipment that was readily available, or the standardized and safe training, or the octagonal cage built in the field, it all made Chu Yan's eyes shine.

I had to join here, and without much thought, he had this thought in his mind.

Then, he followed the crowd to listen to Jiang Qian explain the MMA competition rules and their usual training arrangements.

The training will be very hard, the competition will be fierce, everything is so close to Chu Yan's imagination, as if this place is destined to be his new starting point.

But in the face of Chu Yan's fiery gaze, Jiang Qian became more and more depressed.

He won't, he really wants to join our club.

To be honest, the last thing Jiang Qian wants to encounter is this situation, someone applied to join the club on a whim, and then gave up hastily because he refused to endure hardships.

Treat yourself and your members as a kind of play.

For this kind of person, Jiang Qian has never given a good look.

And Chu Yan at this time was a whim in her eyes.

This may not be to blame her, because the stereotype of men in this world has undoubtedly been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Men represent a squeamish, weak, and vulnerable group that should be protected.

Therefore, in Jiang Qian's opinion, it is absolutely impossible for Chu Yan to persist in this community.

He obviously just wants to have fun, but MMA is not a place for people to play.

After taking everyone to visit the activity room roughly, Jiang Qian stood in front of everyone and spoke with the last thought.

"I know that for most of you, clubs are a place to spend time and earn credits. But if that's the case, I'd recommend you to join another club. Because the ultimate goal of MMA is to compete in the national competition, because MMA is an extremely competitive sport. Whether it's in competition or training, I'm not sure you won't get hurt, let alone the extent of your injury. This type of sport carries a very high risk of injury, and it can also be difficult to achieve. So I don't want you to come here with a playful mentality, I hope you'll be well prepared to come back to us. After that, let's work together towards the national championship. ”

Saying this, Jiang Qian glanced at Chu Yan deeply again before bowing to everyone and concluding.

"That's it, thank you. ”

Jiang Qian thought that this was to scare Chu Yan away, but who knew that these words happened to enter Chu Yan's heart.

That's right, this is what a club should look like, a gathering without a goal can only be regarded as a club.

What Chu Yan wanted was such an environment that could help him grow.

This club, I've added it!

So far, all the processes have been better than Chu Yan imagined.

The standard and vitality of this society is also far higher than he expected.

Clearly, however, nothing will be smooth sailing.

Just after Chu Yan happily filled out the application form for joining the company and handed it to Jiang Qian.

What responded to him was just Jiang Qian's cold words.

"Sorry, you can't join our community. ”