No matter how impatient Feng Ling's expression was, the boss had already put his words here, and then waved: "Okay, you guys go to class first, I'll go out, and go to the office to call me if you have something to do."

After saying that, the man turned around and slipped away.

Feng Ling held back his anger and was too lazy to see the man beside him. He just stared there again, and Chen Beiqing, who seemed to have never given up until he explained the matter clearly today: "Go to class quickly!"

Seeing that she seemed to be in a bad mood and in a bad state, Chen Beiqing endured it. After looking at a group of students in the classroom, he once again unhappy with his tongue tip on the cheeks inside, then turned around and walked into the team with a calm face, and stood at the position where he usually attends classes.

Until the group of students consciously prepared their movements and postures for class every day, the classroom returned to quiet and normal order.

Feng Ling sat in his original position and looked at Li Nanheng in a blink of an eye.

Li Nanheng also stood there, looked down at her, his eyebrows slightly raised indifferently.

Seeing his obviously proud expression, Feng Ling glared at him fiercely, swallowed some words in his throat, and finally said with a ugly look: "What do you think my assistant is so easy to be a good person? Do you want to get a salary in vain when you stand here and stare at me?"

The man smiled and said, "So what does Coach A Ling need me to do now?"

"From the standard basic movements these people are doing now, you can see what they are learning. You can see who is not standard and who is different. You can urge you to sit here to rest." Feng Ling explained coldly.

Li Nanheng listened to her tone of order, his eyebrows moved slightly and he laughed softly: "Okay."

After saying that, the tall and tall man walked straight into the classroom.

Looking at the man's back, Feng Ling raised his head and rolled his eyes very helplessly towards the ceiling.

Then, within a few minutes, Feng Ling heard the screams of some students who did not perform particularly well.

She could imagine the scene when she heard those calls.

"Ah, be gentle. Even the coach is just our assistant to Coach A Ling for the time being. Besides, you are still a newcomer. Do you know how to teach you? It hurts so much! Ah——"

Hearing the continuous screams inside again, Feng Ling closed his eyes.

I don’t know if it’s the luck or misfortune of this group of students who can be taught this action by Li Nanheng himself…

After all, most of her skills were learned from the Xi base, and many of them were taught by him.

You know, it is not an exaggeration to say that this newcomer is their ancestor.

“Ahhh my mom, my bones are about to break…

"Be gentle, help...Coach A Ling helps..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After half a class, these students realized that Coach A Ling's strictness and indifference were usually very gentle in comparison with the new assistant coach!

This is the devil!

When Feng Ling felt that his sleepiness and fatigue had improved a little, he stood up and went inside and saw the group of students who were not as good as death, doing basic balance training for push-ups on the ground. It was the simplest single-body balance posture, the kind of movement that ordinary people would tremble all over for thirty seconds.

Looking at the current state of these students...

It's probably more than five minutes.

Just like when Li Nanheng pulled her out for devil training in the middle of the night.

Especially Chen Beiqing, he had some doubts about Li Nanheng because of the moment when Li Nanheng pulled him away just now. It was not that women were very sensitive, and men were also particularly sensitive in certain things. For example, the indifference and hostility of this new assistant coach towards him was very obvious.

Obviously, when everyone was doing single-body balance support, it was already cruel to just hold the ground with bare hands for five minutes. Some people couldn't hold on and had already fallen to the ground.

Chen Beiqing was not just doing the same move. Li Nanheng was standing next to him half a meter away, and then raised his foot and kicked his leg: "Stretch! Extend! The knees are bent! You can't understand if you stretch out? Don't tremble your hands, a big man will tremble even if he supports the balance for five minutes? What kind of man do you look like?"

Chen Beiqing grinded his teeth secretly. He wanted to have an attack, but turned his eyes and suddenly saw Feng Ling standing at the door. He instantly continued to maintain the initial steady support movement, without saying anything, but the sweat faintly oozing out of his forehead still exposed what he had encountered in this moment.

"Li Nanheng, come out." Feng Ling said coldly.

Li Nanheng looked back at her with a faint look: "What are the instructions for Coach A Ling? Or are you not satisfied with what methods of education I have?"

"No, come out and let's talk." Feng Ling turned around and walked to the bench next to the classroom door.

Li Nanheng stood there but didn't move at first. From the corner of his eyes, he caught the movements of the student Chen who was doing support. He saw his legs relaxing for a moment, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked him hard. Chen Beiqing staggered to the ground in pain, and then suddenly raised his head and glared at him: "You..."

"The movements are not standard, start over!" Li Nanheng looked at him coldly, turned around and left directly.

The people around him didn't say much for a while, until the tall figure left, they all turned around and looked at the classmate Chen who seemed to be particularly targeted with sympathy.

"Well, that one, Beiqing, isn't it okay?"

Chen Beiqing stood up in place and looked down at his leg that had almost been kicked off just now because everyone else was still doing movements, and there were surveillance monitors in the classroom. He stood here for too long. When Coach A Ling took time to check the video in the classroom, he probably would say something, so he bent down and continued to do the movements.

But while bent down and supported his hands on the ground, he looked out and saw that Li Nanheng had already gone out, he couldn't help but curse: "Mom..."

As if he felt the hostile gaze behind him, Li Nanheng's pace did not stop. He only turned around and looked back when he walked out of the classroom door, and happened to meet the unhappy gaze that Chen Beiqing cast at him. The two men just looked at each other silently. Chen Beiqing did not avoid it, nor did he do any extra moves, but just looked at him directly and directly.

Li Nanheng put one hand in his pants pocket, and hummed and laughed lukewarmly, but his smile was not enough to reach his eyes and left.

After leaving the classroom, I saw Feng Ling standing a few meters away, waiting for him.

But with a serious look, you can tell that you won’t have any good faces or talk about good things.
Chapter completed!