south wind into my arms

Chapter 9 The First Day of Training

Nanfeng's second afternoon class was full, so he skipped the second class.

Walking in the crowd to push out the bicycle - the bicycle was newly bought, the one outside yesterday was stolen, and he bought another second-hand bicycle in the car repair shop at the east gate of the school.It is said that second-hand cars are not easy to lose.

Before he officially got his driver's license, the bicycle was his main means of transportation.

At noon today, he took the time to cut his hair short, and it became the same as before, exposing his forehead and ears, refreshing and neat.Because he is too tall, when he looks at people, his eyes will be slightly lowered, and there is a taste of looking down on all sentient beings.

It was the rush hour after school, and many people were blocked at the intersection. Nanfeng waited unhurriedly with his bicycle.

Not far from him, a small group of girls were whispering.

"I've never seen such a handsome man with a scar on his face. He has a willful face."

"I think he's even more handsome after he got the scar, he's even more manly!"

"I really want to be the scar on his face so that I can kiss him forever..."

"I really want to be his bicycle and be ridden by him every day."

"... Nima!"

"What kind of black technology is that on his hand, I don't understand it."

"Fuck Hublot, pretend to be a sharp weapon."

"Is 'Fucking Hublot' a watch?"

"...Hublot is a watch, and the two words in front of it are modal particles."

blabla...

They controlled the volume very carefully, and Nanfeng didn't hear it.A few people didn't know what to say, and one of the most beautiful girls was pushed out by them, and she walked in front of Nanfeng with a blushing face.

Beautiful girl: "Nanfeng, it's a long way from here to Shaw Building, can you give me a ride?"

Nan Feng lowered his head and glanced at her, "Sorry, my legs and feet are not good."

From N University to Shuqing Sports School, it only takes 10 minutes by bicycle.When Nanfeng arrived, Lu Sheng and Xu Zhiyao hadn't come yet, so he went to find Principal Wei first.

"Principal, Lu Sheng's milk fee will be deducted from my salary in the future." Nanfeng said straight to the point.

"Okay, okay." Principal Wei nodded hurriedly. In front of this man smoking the Yellow Crane Tower, he always subconsciously behaved submissively.

"Give her the meal card for the rest."

"Okay, okay...wait a minute, Lu Sheng can't eat that much, and she's not Zhu Bajie."

"It's ok."

In the evening, Lu Sheng and Xu Zhiyao arrived almost at the same time.After the three masters and apprentices met on the tennis court, Nanfeng first introduced himself: "My name is Nanfeng, and I am your new coach."

Xu Zhiyao grinned, "Hi Coach Nan, my name is Hongzhong."

Lu Sheng was afraid that Nanfeng would be fooled like her, so he quickly said, "His name is not Hongzhong, his name is Xu Zhiyao!"

Xu Zhiyao glared, "Hey, I won't teach you a lesson for a few days, so you're going to rebel, aren't you?" As he said that, before Lu Sheng could take precautions, he raised his hand to slap her head.

Lu Sheng didn't have time to hide, but he didn't touch her this time—Nan Feng just lifted his racket to cover her head.

So Xu Zhiyao poked his fingers on the hard carbon fiber racket with full energy, the pain at that moment was like a world-shattering, he screamed and shook his hands exaggeratedly, like a monkey suffering from apoplexy.

Nan Feng calmly watched him convulse.

After he finished smoking, Nanfeng checked his paws to make sure he was not injured.

Nanfeng pointed to the field, "Let's do some warm-up exercises first."

Seeing his amiable appearance, Xu Zhiyao felt that something was going to go wrong, and sure enough, he said, "Run around the court, and Lu Sheng ran [-] laps. Xu Zhiyao will be punished for lying, and run [-] extra laps." "

Fifty laps... Xu Zhiyao was a little dizzy.

Their court has a total of three tennis courts lined up, and the circumference is nearly 200 meters.One lap is 200 meters, and fifty laps is [-] meters.

Xu Zhiyao was still sad, but Lu Sheng had already run away, and he was running around the court in a very regular manner, without knowing any tricks.Xu Zhiyao secretly scolded her for being a fool, so he had no choice but to follow. After running for a while, he peeked at Nan Feng and didn't pay attention, so he immediately passed halfway and ran in front of Lu Sheng.

Nanfeng's slow voice drifted over from the court: "Xu Zhiyao, add two extra laps."

Xu Zhiyao: QAQ
He didn't dare to be lazy anymore, let's run.

Nanfeng looked at them with his arms crossed on the side of the court, and said while watching, "In tennis confrontation, physical strength is a very basic element. Without good physical fitness, no matter how high the skill is, it will be useless. So from now on I will Strengthen your physical training step by step to lay a solid foundation for the future."

Xu Zhiyao: "Coach, how many laps have I run?"

"do not know."

"..."

Meeting such a bad and ruthless coach, I can't feel better.want to cry, want to go home...

Xu Zhiyao could count clearly at first, but when his attention wandered, he forgot, and was afraid that he would run too much. When he was worried, his head suddenly lit up: Isn't Lu Sheng going to run [-] laps?Wouldn't it be good for him to count twenty laps after Lu Sheng finishes running?

Xu Zhiyao thought to himself, I am really a genius.

When Lu Sheng was running, he kept silent and ran around the court in a silent and orderly manner.After running the first ten laps, she was also tired, her footsteps gradually became heavy, her speed slowed down, her face was flushed, and her forehead was glistening with sweat, soaking her bangs.

Nanfeng observed Lu Sheng carefully, and found that there was no impatience and resentment on her face after hard work. Although her steps were slow, she was firm, her face was covered with sweat, but her eyes were still so bright.

He nodded secretly.It is human nature to be afraid of difficulties, but this little girl has a tough mind at such a young age, like a calf full of energy, which is rare.

Behind the calf is a stray dog.

Xu Zhiyao took small steps, his body was jerking, and he complained while running, "I'm so miserable", "Coach, I'm so tired", "Can I take a break", "Lu Sheng, you run so fast and work hard!" Well, wait for me"...

Nan Feng said coldly, "Is it a man, not even a little girl."

Xu Zhiyao decisively shut up.

After letting him run thirty laps, Lu Sheng ran forty laps before stopping.Her idea is very simple: since running laps is good for me, then I will run more.

After running, her legs felt light, and she felt like she was about to fly.

Nanfeng led her to do some recovery activities, and then the two stood under the tree, watching Xu Zhiyao running circles together leisurely.

Xu Zhiyao felt that he had never been so miserable.

Standing beside Nan Feng, Lu Sheng suddenly said, "Nan Feng...ah no, Coach Nan."

"Huh?" Nan Feng withdrew his gaze and looked down at her.

Lu Sheng scratched his head, "I have a question."

"what is the problem?"

Thinking of what Xiaoxi's mother said yesterday, Lu Sheng felt a little depressed, and asked, "Is it true that only stupid people learn sports and become athletes?"

Nan Feng raised his eyebrows strangely, "Where did this fallacy come from?"

"I heard that those who study sports are all people with poor grades, and they can only use sports as a way out."

"Lu Sheng," Nan Feng patted her shoulder lightly, he looked into her eyes with gentle but firm eyes, "Remember, every effort in this world should be respected."

"But a lot of people say that."

"Because a lot of people are wrong."

Lu Sheng tilted her head to look at him, and after watching for a while, she suddenly realized that she patted her head, "That's right, they are wrong, how could you be an idiot."

Nan Feng was amused by her.His brows were curved, and his pupils seemed to be reflecting the sun, bright and bright.He endured it, but finally couldn't hold it back, raised his hand, and lightly poked Lu Sheng's face with his fingertips, "You kid, you really know how to flatter."

(End of this chapter)