I'm not a little white face 2
The three middle-aged men looked at Zhuo Yifan in surprise, although they were not strong, they were all the same height as the three of them who practiced martial arts. The temperament is also extraordinary, and the observation of people who practice martial arts is relatively good, and they can naturally feel the gap between those who practice martial arts and those who do not.
"What's the matter, can't you?" Shui Yunyao looked at the three coaches who were a little hesitant and asked in disappointment.
One of the coaches, who seemed to be more experienced, stepped forward: "Miss, this young man may be very good among people of the same age, but you also know this martial arts gym, and the selection is relatively strict." Although this little brother was introduced by the young lady, he can't show favoritism. If this young man can make a few dozen moves in the hands of the third child, I can agree. ”
When Shui Yunyao heard this, her mouth immediately pouted: "What do you want to do so well, isn't there someone who teaches children?" Isn't it better to teach children less strictly? ”
The middle-aged man was gagged by Shui Yunyao's words, and he didn't know what to do. The above requirements are indeed very strict, and even the three of them have been selected through layers of selection to serve as the coach of this Fengyuan Martial Arts Hall.
But this young man easily served as a coach because of Miss's introduction, and he was more or less unbalanced in his heart, but it was not easy to reject Shui Yunyao's face, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
Zhuo Yifan was very keen to find such an atmosphere, then patted Shui Yunyao's shoulder and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay to make a few strokes." Don't underestimate me. ”
Shui Yunyao pouted and said a little unhappily: "It's not that I underestimate you, these three coaches are all people who have deep attainments in martial arts, and they all went abroad to study in the past few years." Even if you are a genius, I am afraid that if you compare with them, you will still suffer. ”
After speaking, he glared at the three coaches again, "I don't care, anyway, you have to let him be a coach here." ”
When the three middle-aged men saw Shui Yunyao's persistence, they couldn't say anything, so they could only nod their heads. The coach, who was called the third child, stepped forward with a not very friendly face and called: "That's it, come with me to get the entry form." ”
Zhuo Yifan still stood still: "The younger generation hopes to live a few tricks with the seniors." ”
Shui Yunyao turned around very worriedly when she heard this, and patted Zhuo Yifan on the chest: "Don't be reckless, didn't you tell you that you can't handle them?" ”
"It's okay, trust me." Zhuo Yifan showed a sunny smile to Shui Yunyao.
Shui Yunyao looked at this smiling face, and she didn't know how to stop it, so she could only sigh, and then assured Zhuo Yifan: "Even if you haven't made ten moves in his hands, Fengyuan Martial Arts Hall still welcomes you." ”
The faces of the three coaches are all very ugly, not because of Shui Yunyao's unreasonable trouble, but because they look down on people like Zhuo Yifan who have no ability to rely on women.
Although they are just coaches of a newly opened martial arts gym, they are upright in life, and they have always relied on their own strength to eat in the past, and it is reasonable to treat Zhuo Yifan coldly.
Zhuo Yifan is not disgusted with these three coaches, and it is unacceptable for men to rely on women.
He shook Shui Yunyao's hand very affectionately to show reassurance, and then said to the coach who was called the third child without humility or arrogance: "Please." ”
Zhuo Yifan waved with one hand, the third child also nodded, and the two of them boarded the small ring with a height of one meter.