my narration is not serious

Chapter 154

Kawado Dojo, a self-defense dojo with antique-style architecture, mainly includes self-defense, fighting, basic fitness and yoga.

When An He arrived here, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

There are quite a few people in the dojo, but at a glance, almost all of them are women, and they all look about 30 years old.

"They're all housewives."

An He was feeling emotional when a female voice suddenly sounded beside her.

"Excuse me, sir, is this your first visit to our dojo?"

Turning his head to look, the person speaking was a young lady about 25 years old, wearing a black tights, with a curvy figure and a capable single ponytail.

Seeing An He's view, the lady smiled instantly, bowed slightly, and introduced herself:

"Hi sir, my name is Kotori Yuying, and I am the trainee trainer of this dojo.

The crisp voice, coupled with the other party's standard melon-seeded face and delicate face, inexplicably gave people a hint of goodwill.

An He glanced subconsciously at his chest.

It's very big, even a circle bigger than Chie Hoshino's, but the shape is too standard, like a volleyball inlaid on the left and right sides of the chest, too round.

In addition, Kotori Yusakura is still wearing tights, which cannot be shaped with underwear.

For this kind of thing that cannot be measured by hand, An He is treated as a pad.

Thinking this way in his heart, An He showed a sunny smile on his face, stretched out his hand and said, "Hi, An He Yusheng, college students, this is the first time I come to your ashram."

Hearing An He's words, Xiaoniao Youying immediately showed a surprised expression.

"So An Hejun is still a college student? He is so handsome. I just looked away and thought it was some big star."

After finishing speaking, she reached out her hands and held An He's hand tightly.

Feeling the other party's slender fingertips rubbing against his palm, An He secretly cursed "fox" in his heart, but his face did not show any abnormality. road:

"It's a pleasure to be complimented by such a beautiful lady as Xiaotiaoyou."

Seeing that An He didn't reject her, Xiaoniao Youying's eyes lit up.

There is a play!

As a 28-year-old leftover woman, Xiaotori Yuying likes An He, a handsome young freshman who is a college student, the most, and this is also the main reason why she came to this dojo.

The coaches in the general dojo are almost all muscular men in their 20s with a height of 1.8 meters.

Although the young man in front of him didn't seem to meet the above requirements, just looking at this face, Kotori Yusakura was almost overflowing.

Clenching her legs subconsciously, a blush appeared on her face, she coughed twice, let go of An He's hand, and then took the initiative to lean forward, stood beside her and introduced:
"If it's the first time for An Hejun to come to our store, then I can suggest you to become a member first, so that you can not only enjoy all the drinks in this store for free, but also experience one-on-one guidance from the coach~"

After all, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Xiaoniao Youying's chest rubbed against Anhe's shoulder from time to time.

The indistinct softness and elasticity are like a kitten's paws stroking the hearts of others.

However, although An He pretended to be a shy big boy on his face, he was very calm in his heart.

Because of these short touches, he has already identified the identity of Xiaotiao Yuying.

It was confirmed at a glance, and it was identified as: cushioned.

If it were a normal person, the touch like just now would definitely sink in, but Xiaotiao Youying's did not.

Although they were equally soft, their elasticity was significantly greater than that of normal people, so he was quite sure that the other pair was stuffed with silicone.

Cursing her lips, An He didn't expose the other party, instead she smiled embarrassedly and explained:

"That... Actually, I'm not a guest. I saw a recruiting coach posted outside the door, so I came to apply."

"what?"

Xiaoniao Youying was taken aback, looked around Anhe in surprise, then covered her mouth with a light smile and said:
"Little brother, you can't become a coach casually~ If you really want to be a coach, my sister still recommends that you first become a member and practice for a while."

She said it very euphemistically, but to An He's ears, it seemed as if she was saying: Can you do it, puppy?

【She is questioning you!Maybe you should teach him a lesson?It just so happens that there is no one in the toilet at the dojo, so you can pretend that you want to go to the toilet, ask her to help you lead the way, wait until the door of the toilet, and then pull her directly into the toilet, and gag her with the panties that Saori Amamiya took off in your pocket this morning Hold on, I believe that with your means, as long as you successfully enter, the other party will also throw a mouse...]

The narration suddenly appeared, and An He was speechless for a while.

He could tell that the woman in front of him was underestimating him.

As a man, he can be called ugly and poor by women, but he can't be told no by women!
Thinking of this, An He simply stopped talking nonsense, took two steps back, opened his body and grabbed the hem of his clothes, and took off his shirt.

Under the light, the high bulging biceps on the arm and the eight-pack abs in front of the body instantly stunned Xiaoniao Youying on the spot.

She covered her mouth and stared at An He's muscles like ancient Greek sculptures, unable to speak for a long time.

He wanted to reach out and touch it, but just as his fingertips touched Anhe's chest muscles, he quickly retracted it as if he had been scalded.

The movement here is not small, so it has attracted the attention of many people.

When they saw An He standing topless in the center of the hall, the guests who had come here for the gimmick of "young male coach" instantly gathered around them like hungry wolves who had spotted their prey.

"Excuse me, is my brother the new coach in the store?"

"Brother's muscles are so cool, can you let me touch them?"

"My little brother is so stylish, can you add a contact information? It's nothing else, I just want to make friends. By the way, I have twelve buildings in Tokyo!"

Looking at the last speaker, An He felt a chill in his heart.

Not for anything else, just because that guy is a bald middle-aged uncle.

Even if you were a rich woman in her 50s and weighed [-], you could think about it if you were An He from her previous life.

Men just...

Shaking his head, An He hurriedly threw away the disgusting images that appeared in his mind.

Coughing twice, he first raised his hand, and only after everyone around him quieted down did he explain:

"I'm sorry, sisters, I'm not the coach of this company, but I'm currently planning to apply, but I just don't know if I can succeed."

An He said this on purpose, and the purpose was to win over the public.

He believes that as long as the owner of this store is not stupid, he will definitely not let him be a cash cow with a figure that surpasses Steve of the US team and looks like a little plum.

Facts have proved that An He did not guess wrong.

The commotion here lasted only a few minutes, and the owner of the dojo rushed over. After learning that he wanted to apply for a coach and also knew Huaguo's Wing Chun, he agreed without thinking.

In this way, An He successfully entered the job and became one of the gymnastics coaches in the dojo.

Putting on the dojo's special coach uniform in the lounge, An He didn't rush back to the hall, but went to the toilet with his mobile phone.

When he found Chun Yuanye's phone, he called, and after only one ring, the other end was connected.

"Moses, An and Jun, did you succeed?"

Chun Yuanye's voice seemed very urgent. Because of his status, it was not convenient for him to appear in the dojo, so he could only watch through the telescope in the coffee shop of the building next to him, and did not know the specific situation.

"Small problem, I'm already one of the dojo coaches."

While speaking, An He took out a photo from his pocket.

In the photo is a woman with wine red wavy hair and a mole on the corner of her left eye. Her appearance is not too stunning, but she somehow gives people a chill. It is Chun Yuanye's wife, Kondo Glass. , is also his goal today.

Hearing what An He said, Chun Yuanye on the other end of the phone was visibly relieved.

"It's really troubled you, Mr. An He, I will definitely thank you very much afterwards."

"You're welcome, Mr. Chunyuan. Next, I will take the initiative to try to contact Mrs. Kondo wearing a headset. You can communicate with me through the headset in real time."

After finishing speaking, after receiving the confirmation from Chun Yuanye, An He put on the bluetooth headset that had been prepared and walked out of the toilet.

At the same time, the dojo hall.

The door was pushed open again, and a beauty wearing sunglasses, a brown sun hat, a red sweater on the upper body, a black pleated skirt with meat silk on the lower body, and a pair of red-soled high-heeled shoes walked in.

She looked around the hall first, and her eyes lit up when she saw the bird You Ying not far away, she immediately took off her sunglasses and walked towards it, before the person approached, she yelled softly:
"Sakura-chan, here I come~"

Hearing the sound, Xiaoniao Youying, who was staring at the direction of the toilet, turned her head subconsciously, and immediately smiled brightly when she saw the person coming.

"Glass, are you here so early today?"

"That's right, I came here early today because I have nothing to do."

Kondo Glass said casually, stepped forward and hugged Xiaotori Yusakura lightly, and then jokingly said:

"What's wrong? I saw you staring at the toilet just now."

"Forget it."

Xiaoniao Youying sighed, turned her head and continued to look in the direction of the toilet and said quietly:
"Today came a superb product, I didn't see it at first."

"Excellent?"

Kondo Glass raised her eyebrows, followed Kotori Yusakura's gaze, and said curiously:
"How good is it?"

"I can't describe it. He is definitely the most handsome guy with the best figure I have ever seen. To be honest, the moment I saw his figure just now, I was so wet that I hurriedly changed another pair of pants."

"So exaggerated?"

Kondo Glass's beautiful eyes widened and she asked curiously, "Is it more handsome than Mr. Takeo?"

The Takeo she was talking about was the trainer of this dojo, a muscular young man in his early twenties with dyed yellow hair, the most popular of all the trainers in this dojo, and also the object of her cheating.

However, to Kondo Glass's surprise, after hearing her words, Kotori Yusakura showed an undisguised expression of contempt, and said with disdain:

"Takeo? That guy's muscles can only be seen. In terms of appearance alone, he is not even worthy of licking the shoes of An Hejun."

She just finished speaking, but her eyes suddenly lit up, pointing to the figure who just walked out of the toilet not far away and said excitedly:
"Come out, come out! I won't tell you anymore, go find your Mr. Takeo, I already have a premonition that tonight will be a sleepless night, ahahaha!"

After the words fell, she didn't wait for Kondo Glass to reply, she ran towards that figure, waved her hand while running and said softly:

"An Hejun ~ here, here!"

Looking at the back of Xiaotori Yusakura, Kondo Glass couldn't react for a moment.

After all, before, the other party was even more obsessed with Mr. Takeo than she was, but now...

Thinking of this, Kondo Glass subconsciously looked in the direction of Kotori Yusakura running, and then her eyes were firmly attracted by the figure standing at the door of the toilet.

Under the light, the handsome young man had a sunny smile on his face. Even though he was wearing a T-shirt, it still couldn't hide his strong biceps.

What made Glass Kondo even more astonished was that, perhaps sensing her gaze, the boy also looked in this direction.

The four eyes met, and with that sunny smile, for a moment, Kondo Glass could clearly feel her heartbeat speeding up a bit, and a blush rose on her face involuntarily.

"It's...really handsome."

Muttering softly, Kondo Glass was about to wave to say hello, but to her regret, the boy had already been pulled aside by Kotori Yusakura.

Looking at the appearance of a good girlfriend who used to be indifferent to anyone of the opposite sex except Takeo, Kondo Glass couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

"Sure enough, as long as the flowers are fragrant, there will always be butterflies attracted."

Shaking her head, she decided not to think about it.

After all, she knows very well that she is far inferior to Xiaotiao Yuying in terms of appearance and figure. If there is no accident, she will never be married to her in her 30s in this life. The old aunt has a relationship.

"Forget it, don't think about it, in fact, Mr. Takeo is also very good."

Comforting herself in this way, Kondo Glass put on a smile again on her face, and walked slowly to the dressing room on the second floor.

After changing her clothes, when she returned to the hall again, she was surprised to find that a large group of people surrounded the corner of the hall.

Most of them were women, and the words "come on", "too powerful" and "awesome" sounded from time to time.

"What's going on here?"

Curious, Kondo Glass also leaned over to squeeze through the crowd and take a look.

In the middle of the crowd, my girlfriend was sitting cross-legged on the back of the handsome young man who was doing push-ups.

Every time he made one, the onlookers would exclaim a series of numbers.

“87！88！89！90……100！”

Until one hundred, the boy who was doing push-ups still didn't stop, which also made the people around watching the excitement even more excited, and cheers continued to ring out.

And Kondo Glass took another look with a look of reluctance, and then withdrew from the crowd.

She worried that if she continued to watch, she would fall in love with each other.

"Mr. Takeo is also very good, he is gentle, he has a good figure, looks, looks... he is also tall, but he is also very good!"

So comforting herself in her heart, Kondo Glass walked around the hall for a while, and finally found Mr. Takeo whom she was thinking of.

A young man in his twenties, with wheat-colored skin, yellow hair, and a little stubble on his chin.

(End of this chapter)