Hearing him come out, Feng Ling raised his eyes directly to look at him.

The man's eyes were calm, as if he had really just gone in and was working seriously, and there were no other superfluous thoughts at all.

She frowned lukewarmly: "What do you want? I said that this place is not suitable for you, and I don't plan to take you in, so you just put your hand on our boss, right? Li Nanheng, you are not short of money, what you lack is time, can you waste time on me?"

"Coach Zero. Li Nanheng said lightly: "Isn't it now what you often say, class time, are you sure to discuss these irrelevant things with me at this time?"

Suddenly blocked back by what he had said, Feng Ling's tone was stunned, and then his eyes glared at him fiercely: "Don't call me Coach Ah Ling!"

"What's that called?" Li Nanheng seemed to be smiling, his voice was a little hoarse, and it seemed to be inexplicably bewitched: "Or, I will call you the boss instead?"

Feng Ling: "......" looked at him with the eyes of a neuropath.

"How is your body feeling, do you have a headache?" Li Nanheng changed the topic at the right time when she was about to go crazy.

Feng Ling didn't look at his concerned eyes, turned his face away without any expression, took a step back, sat on the chair behind him, and said coldly: "It's just a little cold, you can't die." ”

"Then sit down first, and teach me this lesson today. The man turned around and went back.

"You wait. Feng Ling suddenly stopped him: "I definitely won't let you stay, if you have to help me bring a class now, then you can take it, and it will be regarded as what you owe me, but I warn you, they are all my students, and they have no superfluous relationship with me, you don't want to be angry with anyone because of your personal anger!"

Li Nanheng didn't seem to hear it, and only slowed down her pace for a moment when she spoke, but it was only for a moment, and she walked in without looking back.

Feng Ling sat outside, raising his hand and rubbing his somewhat sore head.

The boss must be crazy, how could he really take him in!

……

In this class, for this group of students, it can't just be described as a dire situation.

But since they all came to the martial arts hall to study, of course, they still have a hobby in this area, and they must have seen all kinds of related learning materials and videos, the skills of this new assistant coach, at a glance, you know that it is not a simple person, but I don't know where it is sacred, although everyone thinks that his requirements are too strict and too ruthless, but he does teach very well and standardly.

Coach Ah Ling is already the best and best coach in the entire martial arts hall.

But the arrival of the new assistant coach ......

Only then did they know that there were still people who could be more indifferent, stricter, and more terrible than Coach Azero, and they were also faster and better, and they had no strength to resist.

It is precisely because Li Nanheng is ruthless, but very standard, although this group of students complained after class, they still secretly asked Li Nanheng's phone number, wanting to have a good relationship with the new coach, so as not to be targeted like Chen Beitian in class in the future.

Tsk, speaking of Mr. Chen, tonight's experience was nothing short of inhumane......

Half an hour of balance support training that was forcibly required, and then coupled with other more difficult movements ups and downs, each of them was like picking his bones, but he couldn't refuse, he had to listen to the command of this strong coach throughout the whole process, and finally when he got out of class, let alone think about Coach Ah Zero again, he didn't have the strength to call out the name Ah Zero again, and he fell to the ground in a daze, too lazy to move again.

The key was finally kicked by Coach Li, warning him that this lying posture is too easy and twisting his waist, and if he lies on the ground like this after a large amount of training, it will only twist and deform the originally tight muscle joints, so that he can either get up and leave immediately, or stand up and stand next to the wall to stand.

Chen Beitian's anger and rare outburst of temper just now are all gone, and he doesn't want to say a word.

Today is also the first time, after Chen Beitian's class, I was not invited to dinner.

Although she refused every time, he was used to sending someone to deliver flowers before coming, and asking if he wanted to have a meal together before leaving, even if he was rejected, it became a habit for him.

Then today, the office door that was supposed to be knocked on before leaving work in the evening turned into being pushed open directly by another man.

The person who came was not Chen Beitian, but Li Nanheng, who had already changed back into his black casual sportswear.

"Boss Feng, go home from work, I'll send you back?" Li Nanheng stood in front of the door, with a look of living a good life and working hard between his eyebrows.

The human appearance is really like that.

The corners of Feng Ling's mouth twitched because of his voice as Boss Feng, and she really didn't want to deal with him, but this man's resolute and irresistible pervasive approach in her life really made her unable to imagine what he wanted to do next.

"If you want to go back by yourself, I'll take a taxi back by myself. Feng Ling lowered his head and sorted out the lesson plan materials on his desk and the CD of the recess video, and said while cleaning up: "In addition, please move from next door to me." ”

This man, in just a few days after finding her, has invaded almost all of her living space.

She was really caught off guard.

I don't know how to deal with it.

"Knowing that I live next door to you, driving or taking a taxi is the same way, what kind of taxi do you take yourself?"

"I've got something left to finish. Feng Ling didn't look at him.

Li Nanheng took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and said lightly: "You are busy with you, I will send you back when you are done." ”

After saying that, he went out and lit a cigarette.

Feng Ling was sitting in the office, the man was smoking a cigarette near the bathroom outside, and about ten minutes later, the man came back, and Feng Ling was still sitting behind his desk and not moving.

He took a chair and sat down, but did not speak.

She didn't speak either.

As the minutes passed, everyone else had already left, and only the two of them were left in the entire martial arts hall.

Feng Ling saw that he really didn't leave, and raised his eyes to look at him, but the moment he raised his eyes, he suddenly met the man's gaze.

He kept looking at her.

The moment they looked at each other, Feng Ling's mind suddenly reflected many images from the past.

Who would have thought that the person in charge of the dignified XI base would deign to go to a place like Boston to live in a cheap rental house, and also run to this kind of small martial arts hall to beg her to be an assistant, and even sit there so quietly and obediently when she claimed to be busy, waiting patiently for her to finish, without saying a word, like a child who has done something wrong and is trying to make up for something, waiting for an adult to forgive.

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