Living with a Teacher: The Merry Student

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 were more than 1.8 meters in martial arts.Kanshu.com's temperament is also extraordinary. People who practice martial arts have better observation skills, so they can naturally feel the gap between those who practice martial arts and those who do not practice martial arts.

"What's the matter, can't you?" Shui Yunyao asked disappointedly seeing the hesitation of the three coaches.

One of the coaches who seemed to be more experienced stood up and said, "Miss, this young man may be very outstanding among people of his age, but you also know this martial arts gym, and the selection is relatively strict. This Although the little brother was introduced by the young lady, he can't do favoritism. If this young man can perform dozens of tricks in the hands of the youngest, I can agree."

When Shui Yunyao heard it, her mouth immediately pouted: "Why do you want to be so powerful, don't you teach children? Isn't teaching children not so strict?"

The middle-aged man was blocked by Shui Yunyao's words, he didn't know what to do.The requirements above are indeed very strict, and even the three of them have been selected through layers of selection to serve as the coaches of this Fengyuan Martial Arts Hall. [

But this young man easily became the coach just because of the young lady's introduction, more or less he was very unbalanced, but it was hard to dismiss Shui Yunyao's face, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhuo Yifan noticed the atmosphere very keenly, then patted Shui Yunyao on the shoulder and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay to make a few gestures. Don't underestimate me."

Shui Yunyao pouted and said with some displeasure: "It's not that I underestimate you. These three coaches are all people with profound knowledge in martial arts. They all went abroad to study a few years ago. You are considered a genius. But I’m afraid I’ll still suffer if I compete with them.”

After speaking, he glared at the three coaches again, "I don't care, anyway, you will let him be the coach here."

Seeing Shui Yunyao's persistence, the three middle-aged men couldn't say anything, so they could only bite the bullet and nodded.The so-called third coach stepped forward and called out with an unfriendly expression: "Forget it, come with me to get the employment form."

Zhuo Yifan still stood still: "The junior hopes to have a few tricks with the senior."

Shui Yunyao turned around worriedly when she heard that, and patted Zhuo Yifan's chest: "Don't be brave, didn't I tell you that you can handle them?"

"It's okay, trust me." Zhuo Yifan showed a sunny smile to Shui Yunyao.

Shui Yunyao looked at this smiling face, but she didn't know how to stop it, she could only sigh, and then assured Zhuo Yifan: "Even if you haven't tried ten tricks against him, Fengyuan Martial Arts Hall still Welcome."

The faces of the three coaches are quite ugly, not because of Shui Yunyao's reasoning, but because they look down on Zhuo Yifan, who relies on women and has no skills.

Although they are just the coaches of a newly opened martial arts gym, martial arts practitioners are upright in nature, and they have always relied on their own strength for food in the past, so it is reasonable to treat Zhuo Yifan coldly.

Zhuo Yifan didn't dislike these three coaches, and he couldn't accept that a man relied on a woman.

She shook Shui Yunyao's hand affectionately to show her reassurance, and then said to the coach called the third child in a neither humble nor overbearing way: "Please."

Zhuo Yifan waved one hand, and the third child also nodded, and the two of them boarded the small one-meter-high arena together.