She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 605 Lin Qingyou said in her heart, I'm afraid you will die

The coach pointed at her with a negotiable tone: "Little girl, is it just you?"

Lin Qingyou met his eyes, and pointed to herself hesitantly: "Me?"

The coach nodded: "Yes."

Then he changed the subject and said with a final word: "Yes, it's you."

He waved again: "Come on, come forward."

"..."

Lin Qingyou hesitated for a moment.

With all due respect, she may not be able to fight alone among the dozen or so girls here, so what self-defense technique does she still have to learn?
If you want to learn it, you also have to learn "if you control your strength, you can prevent the opponent from being seriously injured".

After thinking about it again and again, Lin Qingyou was afraid that he would be injured on duty on the first day of military training, so she shook her head and said, "Coach, I should give up, right?"

"No, no, look at your thin and frail body, you seem to be the one who needs to learn this the most." The coach's eyes widened and he said righteously.

"Don't think I'm scaring you. Those little hooligans on the street like to bully little girls like you the most. You have to practice this self-defense skill carefully."

"..."

After talking about this, Lin Qingyou had no choice but to stand up slowly.

The young coaches invited by Hunan University are quite young, probably not a few years older than their students.

The little coach of the psychological department and the forensic department is only 27 or [-] years old, very thin, with a straight back.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is, the figure of this coach is quite similar to those yellow-haired, green-haired and purple-haired mental guys she fought before. If she really starts to fight, Lin Qingyou is not sure how she should deal with it.

Unlike the spirited guys, their little coach can be seen as having practiced before.

She used less force, and she was beaten, but she used more force, and then beat people to the hospital.

Until he stood at the front slowly, the coach stood at attention and took a rest, and punched out a set of simple military punches in high spirits: "Punch straight punches, catch arm hooks, push elbows to knees, hit chests and cut necks, and kick elbows horizontally." Striking, kicking and kneeling—”

With a handsome finishing move, the coach looked at the students below with great satisfaction, their eyes turned from absent-mindedness to admiration and admiration.

"This is fighting boxing." As the saying goes, he brushed off his clothes and hid himself deeply. The coach brushed off the non-existent dust on his coat in a particularly chic way, and prolonged his voice pretending to be deep.

"This kind of fighting technique is indeed a little difficult." He turned his hands away again, and thought about it carefully, "Well, let's not learn this first, you just look at it, and I will teach you a few simple moves. Small joint grappling is also more suitable for girls."

The coach took a deep breath: "Come on, grab my wrist."

"..."

Lin Qingyou sighed in her heart like dealing with a bear child, stepped forward resignedly, and extended her hand cooperatively.

After finally getting a chance to be a teacher, the coach began to explain conscientiously: "Students are watching, she is grabbing my left wrist now, if I want to break free, I have to look at my right wrist." The movements, all of them raised their spirits, and they saw clearly—"

The coach's left hand pressed down from above, and directly pressed the back of her hand. At the same time, she pressed down with her left arm and her right shoulder. Lin Qingyou didn't resist at all.

Although this "ah" sounds very insincere, but the coach is very helpful, probably because I have never seen such a cooperative student.

"Come on, try it." After I finished my performance, it was time for the students to come on stage.

"..."

Lin Qingyou said in her heart three times, "He's just a child, he still needs to be coaxed by adults", and then went through the process he had just done very carelessly.

The coach frowned: "What's the matter, it's soft and lacking strength? This can't work, it seems that I have to change your trick."

He raised his head and waved to the team again: "Come on, another male classmate will come up and cooperate with me."

"Me, me, me!" Probably the coach's boxing punches had a miraculous effect, this time someone finally paid attention to him, and a boy quickly raised his arms and responded to him, "Coach, I'm coming!"

The coach made a posture of standing at attention, and the corner of his eyes swept over here: "This female student, you can see clearly this time, I will demonstrate it to you with this male student first, and you will get started later."

"..."

Lin Qingyou sighed and responded, "Yes, coach."

The coach turned sideways, faced the boy, and started the movement while explaining: "The move I'm demonstrating now is called turning around and throwing back, and it all depends on my movement - take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, grab his right wrist and lift it up, At the same time, turn around with the right back, put your shoulders in, draw your arms, and arch your body to lift the enemy up in the air, and knock the enemy down!"

"Cool! This action is so cool!" The attention of the students below was completely attracted, and there was a burst of applause and applause in the team immediately.

The movement here attracted students from other companies who were resting to look over.

"Hey, what is that class doing?"

"It seems that the coach is teaching the students to fight?"

"It's not fighting, is it teaching self-defense or something? Just now I saw that coach playing military boxing."

"Report to the coach, when will our company learn this? We want to see it too."

"Okay." The coach drank the water slowly and replied, "You stand in the military posture, and I will teach you in the afternoon."

"Are you okay?" After demonstrating the movements, the coach pulled up the boy who was thrown to the ground by him.

The boy scratched his hair and looked lively: "It's okay!"

When their coach demonstrated by hand just now, first, he restrained his strength, and second, he intentionally threw him to the side of the lawn near the runway, where there was a layer of banners for the welcome party, a thick layer, enough It is five or six centimeters thick, and the silk cloth is soft, and it doesn't hurt even if you drop it.

When the boys returned to the team, the coach turned his head in high spirits: "Come on, female classmate, it's your turn now."

"..."

Lin Qingyou didn't speak.

"You can see clearly my demonstration movements just now. The essentials of this movement are arching body, coordination, and pulling arms in time. There is nothing else that needs special attention. Let me just say it, you may not understand it Come on, try it out first, if there are any irregularities in the movements, I will explain to you later."

"..."

Lin Qingyou had no choice but to linger forward again, and stood in front of him like a duck on a shelf.

Seeing her heavy expression as if she was going to a grave, the coach wondered: "Don't be afraid, it's you who threw me, not me, what are you afraid of?"

"..."

Lin Qingyou said in her heart, I'm afraid you will die.

(End of this chapter)