Secret Love: President, Please Divorce

There are also several coaches and teaching assistants. One of the coaches is short and fat. He has a small beer belly. His facial features are not excellent. Only his small eyes look very divine.

His name is Ding Liang, the one who called Qin lulu. When he kept patrolling the dojo, Qin Lulu, who was sweating, was also present.

"Coach." A small face was raised, with a bright smile and white teeth shaking people's eyes. Qin Lulu was full of confidence, and coach Ding really liked it more and more.

"Hurry to change your clothes and warm up." Coach Ding looked at his favorite student and his eyes were almost gone.

"Yes." Qin Lulu turned to change her clothes and didn't forget to pinch each other with her younger martial brothers and sisters.

When she appeared in the dojo again, she was already in a white Taekwondo suit, with a black belt representing the highest level of the youth group tied around her waist.

"Lulu, you have a good idea. If you want to get a higher level of Taekwondo, actual combat technology is very important."

When Qin Lulu warmed up, Ding Liang called her to his side and said to her.

"Coach, I naturally know this truth. What I want to practice in the future is actual combat?"

"Of course, but the actual combat comes from mastering the basic movements, and then there is the on-the-spot adaptability. How to defeat the enemy and win, I will let the powerful team members practice with you."

Qin Lulu promised: "yes."

However, after only a few practice games, the problem has emerged. Qin Lulu has always won with speed. This is also why she can successfully win the championship of the young women's group and successfully win the black belt.

But the fact is that there are several movements that she doesn't do perfectly, especially the high kick. When she kicks too high, she always feels that the action can't be in place. When she reaches the height, the speed is gone, and the strength will naturally weaken.

Fortunately, when she participated in the competition, this was a prescribed action. As long as she reached the height, she did not fully emphasize speed and strength, but such virtual moves were only suitable for one person to perform. If she really practiced in real combat or in kind, the problem would be troublesome.

Ding Liang watched her practice and shook his head.

During the competition, any situation may be encountered. If you can't master every action skillfully, you will suffer a lot.

When everyone left, Qin Lulu practiced there alone, kicked high again and again, and felt powerless again and again. Several times, his foot slipped and fell on the dojo, and half of his ass was about to hurt to death.

"Lulu, stop practicing. Go back and think about the essentials." Coach Ding Liang put down his hand and said to the woman who fell to the ground.

Qin Lulu wanted to continue practicing again, but the coach was right. It was late and it was dark. She couldn't be here anymore, otherwise the people in the dojo couldn't follow her off duty.

With a sweat, Qin Lulu said goodbye to the coach at the gate of the gymnasium. Qin Lulu walked home with her bag. When she got to the bus station, she remembered that she should go to Chu family manor now.

But what?

There seemed to be no car at all. When she was worried about how to get back, the phone called in.

Seeing that it was a strange number, she didn't want to answer it, but the phone rang very persistent. Qin Lulu had to press the call button: "hello?"

"Where is it?"

"Who are you?"

"Chu Tianqi."

"You..." Qin Lulu instinctively rejected the name. The man thought he was and asked where she was.