022 Nonsense goes straight to drying
The moment Nan Xiang stepped into the conference room, she instantly began to regret it...... What do you call doing this? Coming to the interview without preparing anything, how can there be such a job seeker in the world? Even when I was in college, I was in the dark, and I would have hugged before the exam.
"What is the start and end point of the trapezius muscle?"
"What? What is the starting and ending points? Which muscle is trapezius? β
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"What kind of breath should students use when practicing handstands?"
"Breathe...... Isn't it through your nose? With the mouth? Oh yes, that's definitely with lungs! β
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After a few questions, Nan Xiang had already knelt down into a standard frustrated body, although she could feel that the two examiners on the other side were constantly reducing the difficulty of the questions, but ......
No, just no!
#θΏ, this touches my knowledge blind spot#
"That's it, Miss Nan, since you have come to apply for a fighting coach, you must be very confident in your fighting ability." It was the manager of the gym who spoke.
"Mmmmmm!!mm Nan Xiang nodded his head like a rattle.
The manager smiled and pointed to the examiner beside him: "Then in this case, it just so happens that this is our Yingpaisi's gold medal fighting coach Coach Cui, let him go through two moves with you, and see how you are doing in martial arts?" β
Nan Xiang was almost moved to cry, he had talked so much nonsense before, so he went straight to work! What can you do with so much hands-on bb!
A few people left the conference room and greeted Xu Xing, who was waiting outside.
"How's it going?"
Nan Xiang pursed his mouth tightly, didn't even dare to raise his head, and shook his head cowardly.
Several people came to the training ground, and a special area was set up in the center of the field, with a high platform, an air cushion, and a guardrail to be used as a boxing ring.
Coach Cui took off his shoes, got into the guardrail, put on his boxing gloves, stood on the boxing ring and beckoned to Nanxiang: "Come on, come up, I'll see your level." β
There is no shortage of good people in the training area, as soon as they saw the excitement, they all put down the equipment in their hands and surrounded them, and there were even people who were not afraid of big things, and whistled one after another.
"Hey, Lao Cui, do you still want to be shameless? Bullying such a little girl? β
"You know what, it's called fun."
Everyone suddenly realized that you know and I understand, Nan Xiang suddenly became angry, threw off his shoes, took off his socks, and rushed up barefoot.
"Come on! Who's afraid of whom! β
"Come on, hit me." Coach Cui compared the triceps that were more developed than himself, "Hit here." β
"Then I'm really fighting?"
"Hit! See how hard you work. β
The people under the boxing ring were shaking their heads, Lao Cui's iron plate, just this little girl, a swollen fist may not hurt him.
Nan Xiang didn't know what the people below thought, she didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and punched Coach Cui's arm out.
"Uh-"
The scene where everyone expected Mei Jiao Niang to hit the iron plate did not happen, but Coach Cui screamed, the whole person shrank into a ball, moved backwards, and rolled around on the air cushion, only then did he stand up in embarrassment, and his other hand kept rubbing the part hit by Nan Xiang to relieve the pain.
", girl, your fist is hard enough, it's a fight with Lao Cui and me!" Coach Cui looked incredulous, if he hadn't done a neat cushioning action just now, the dislocation might have been light.
"General, not as hard as your mouth." Nan Xiang's hands were one in front of the other, his feet were not in order, and he put on a starting hand that could not be punched, "That punch is not light, is it?" Give you a minute to relax and relax your arms, and the two of you are doing a few tricks in a regular manner. β
"Good!"
The two took a short rest, nodded to each other, and then a touch of fire was imminent!
One is fierce and domineering, the other is agile and smart, the two go back and forth, dodging left and right, which almost shocked the onlookers. However, Xu Xing was almost so complacent that he was about to his tail, as if he was the one who was powering himself on stage.
Nan Xiang was indeed quite surprised, this Coach Cui did have two brushes, and she was basically sure that even if Song Zilong was holding a knife, he might not be the opponent of this bare-handed Coach Cui.
But Nanxiang is no longer the Nanxiang of the past.
The more Coach Cui played, the more frightened he became. The baby-faced girl on the other side didn't seem to be as immature as her face at all, she was sophisticated and ruthless, and every punch always touched the gap between her muscles, making her proud muscular defense meaningless. And her punches seemed to have a strange force, which he didn't notice at first, but after a while, he began to feel sore, and after a while the two of them fought, he even became much harder than usual to lift his arm. On the contrary, every punch she threw was either shrewdly dodged by her, or simply blocked by her, and she easily defused her powerful blow with a blow.
This is the inevitable consequence of the difference in rank.
In the inner world, Nan Xiang has become accustomed to looking up at the other party's martial arts, and has almost forgotten the taste of looking down.
When it comes to boxing and parrying, the two are not equal, but if they compare the internal skills of the body, they are more than one step behind. Because of this, this competition was doomed from the beginning, and there was not even the slightest possibility of a reversal.
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But because outsiders don't know the specific details of the fight, in their eyes, these two people are indeed high and low. The manager didn't say a word, he had already waved his pen on his resume and wrote the word "hir", and the membership consultant next to him saw it, but he was a little unconvinced, "Manager Liu, this girl doesn't understand any professional theory, that is, she can play well, can she be hired directly?" β
Manager Liu laughed out loud: "Xiao Wang, if you don't say anything, you still have to practice." What's the big deal about professional knowledge, anyone can learn this kind of thing, it's not bad for a few days. For our gym, the most important thing is the ability to negotiate orders. I ask you, how many orders can you negotiate in a month? β
"That's it...... Ten orders, lucky enough to be able to negotiate several customers a day, bad luck for a few days without negotiating. β
"Look at that girl yourself, just stand here with her figure, you don't have to do anything, how many orders do you think you can make?"
Xiao Wang looked at the stage, and two exaggerated clumps of fat were beating at an alarming amplitude. He swallowed his saliva involuntarily, but suddenly heard that all around him were swallowing saliva one after another, and several people looked at each other, and a thought invariably popped up in their hearts-
"Goblins!"
Just when everyone in the audience was in a hurry, the battle on the stage seemed to have finally died down. Coach Cui stumbled back two steps, his whole face turned the color of pig liver, although he was a little annoyed, but in the end he simply admitted defeat. Everyone didn't know why, but Coach Cui had made a concession, but they wouldn't miss a good opportunity to mock him, and they applauded and cheered up, as if it was a New Year's holiday.
"Hahaha, Cui Dazhuang confessed!"
Nan Xiang wiped the sweat on his head and stepped off the stage with a proud face, and the manager immediately leaned over and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Nan Xiang. The two of them touched each other's hands for a moment, and the manager said, "Miss Nan, congratulations on being hired by our Ying Paisi Fitness Club." By the way, by the way, how old are you? β
"I, ten-hmm...... That eight, huh! Eighteen! β