On the other side, I came to the Taekwondo Club again and looked at the students who were standing tall and consciously lined up with satisfaction.

It's just that the product placement on the back of the shirt is a bit of a ruin of the atmosphere.

"Put on martial arts uniforms, you all look good, that's good."

Yifei looked at them and smiled slightly: "But who can tell me, what's going on with these things?" ”

It turns out that the robes on the president of our painter and his girlfriend are painted in a colorful way, and I have to say that the painting skills are still good.

"Report to the coach, this is the work we painted for a morning."

The president said to Yifei complacently, obviously very satisfied with his finished product.

Yifei nodded thoughtfully.

"Oh~ very creative, are you a flower girl? Mulan? Or is there no shortage of flowers? Martial arts uniforms are used for painting. ”

"We think it's too monotonous." The president's girlfriend said aggrievedly.

"It's not monotonous now, but the two of you are dressed like crayon Xiaoxin, and there is no murderous spirit at all, is this practicing taekwondo?"

Yifei said to the two of them earnestly.

"Boss, what are we going to kill?" The president's girlfriend asked in surprise.

"If a person who practices martial arts has no murderous spirit, how can he win in the future......"

Before Yifei finished speaking, the painter president asked with a puzzled expression.

"What does it mean to win?"

Yifei was a little stunned for a moment, and once again deeply suspected that this was a Shenma society.

"Scoring, based on the position of the hit and the number of rounds."

The students looked at each other, all looking confused, and the president said again.

"We never scored before."

Yifei looked at them suspiciously, and said in surprise: "What's the point of competitive sports without scoring?" How did your coach train? ”

The president smiled happily, "That's it. ”

I saw everyone sitting in a warm group, an old man pulling the erhu, and the students happily singing "Edelweiss......

This happy scene was full of enthusiasm when he saw it, and he took a few deep breaths to press the boiling power of the desolation in his body.

"But it's not taekwondo at all."

The president said with a grateful face: "The old coach said that we should regard taekwondo as a kind of enjoyment, enjoy every minute on and off the court, so this atmosphere is very important, we call this Freestyle, you see~"

Therefore, the students took out a certificate from behind them with the president's order.

"These are all certificates won by our club for participating in the singing competition."

Yifei looked at it at a glance, obediently, it was still the first and second prizes, and Yifei slowly exhaled the breath he had inhaled before.

"Listen, taekwondo is a competition, competition is this victory, if you don't even know who the winner is, then who does the trophy belong to?"

The president looked at the excited Yifei in a daze, and said thoughtfully.

"The trophy belongs to everyone who has participated."

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The students applauded in agreement.

Yifei almost didn't get out of the internal injuries, in order to make her qi and blood flow, Yifei finally made a decision.

"The devil training begins, warm up and run back and forth 50 times, don't be lazy, remember me, don't play with your life now, play with your life in the future, from today on, only the winner can rest, only the winner can go to the toilet, give me high."

Yifei stood in the center of the field, holding a leather whip, and asked the students to start running circles around him, which one showed slackness, Yifei gently shook him with a whip, and he would naturally run again.

"Adjust the processor to TurboBoost, raise your chest and abdomen, and raise your head, GoGoGo!"

"From today onwards, our taekwondo club will be called Aiwu Club, and you all shout it out to me."

At this time, the president suddenly ran to Yifei's side and said flatteringly: "Coach, do you really want to shout out?" Shall we use the line of singing? ”

Yifei thought there was something wrong with him, but he didn't expect that he still wanted to move the previous set over, and he was so angry that he swept towards him.

The president who was taken aback hurriedly jumped away and consciously returned to the team running in circles.

This night, Yang San and Yumo were tired of "reading" books in the living room.

Yifei opened the door again happily and came in.

"Yifei, what's going on? I'm in a good mood. ”

Yu Mo lazily leaned on Yang San's arms and looked at Yifei with a smile.

"Of course it's good, I remember my class of taekwondo club students, I think they can still be saved."

Yifei picked up an apple on the coffee table, wiped it simply, and bit it "click".

"Oh~ how are you...... Rescued them? ”

Yang San looked curiously at Yifei, who gnawed the apple with the core in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but admire, his teeth are so good!

Yifei wiped her mouth casually, and excitedly told Yang San and Yumo what happened at school today.

After training for a while, Yifei and the students stopped first and lined up again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have signed up for the College Taekwondo Tournament for you every week, and you will have the opportunity to compete with professional players from major universities, and you are very excited to defeat them?"

“……”

Five seconds later, the students scattered in panic, and several of them crashed into each other in a panic, and disappeared in front of Yifei's eyes in just a moment.

"Well, my students are so motivated that when they hear about the competition, they can't even say anything with joy, and they all go home excitedly to prepare."

Yifei, who feels good about herself, doesn't understand why they ran at all.

Yang San and Yu Mo glanced at each other funny, I have to say that Yifei is sometimes very careful, but sometimes the lines are very thick.

"Yifei, don't you think they might be scared and run home scared by you?"

Yifei heard Yu Mo's words and shouted suspiciously.

"Scare away? What is there to be afraid of? Every time I have a competition, it's too late to get excited. ”

"Yifei, don't compare yourself to these mortals, not everyone can call Demacia."

Yang San said to Yifei with a smile that he could understand Yifei's thoughts, but the approach was a bit radical.

Yifei still didn't believe it, and said stubbornly: "My students will not let me down, and they will use a great victory to thank me for my sincere teachings to them." ”

Seeing Yifei leave without listening to persuasion, Yumo shook his head lightly and sighed.

"Hey, San'er, Yifei's bullish temper has come up again, and it really hurts those students."

Yang San smiled indifferently: "Don't think so much, at least Yifei has a sentence that is very good, people always have dreams, if you don't work hard now, the boss will be sad, everyone understands the truth, but there are few people who are willing to put it into practice, and it is good for Yifei to whip them in the back, in case it succeeds." ”

"And what about the remaining 9,999 ten-thousandths?"