Chapter 9, Day 1 of Training

What is that black technology he is wearing on his hand? I find it incomprehensible

What the hell!

The south wind calmly watched him convulse.

After he finished smoking, Nan Feng checked his claws and confirmed that he was not injured

Because many people have made mistakes

The southern wind was amused by her. His brows and eyes curved, and it seemed as if sunlight was reflected in his gaze, radiant and bright. He held back for a moment, but ultimately could not resist, raising his hand and gently poking Lu Sheng's cheek with his fingertip, "You little one, you really know how to flatter."

Xu Zhiyao smiled and said, "Hello, Coach Nan, my name is Hong Zhong"

He nodded slightly to himself. It is human nature to fear difficulties and hardships, yet this young girl, despite her tender age, possesses a resilient spirit, much like a spirited young calf, which is truly rare.

The south wind coldly remarked, "Are you even a man, unable to compare to a little girl?"

Lu Sheng stood beside Nan Feng and suddenly said, "Nan Feng... oh no, Coach Nan."

The south wind points to the stadium, "Let's start with some warm-up exercises"

Lu Sheng recalled what Xiaoxi's mother said yesterday, feeling somewhat depressed, and asked, "Is it really true that only those with dull minds can study physical education and become athletes?"

I feel that he became more handsome after getting the scar, even more manly

Xu Zhiyao decisively fell silent

... ...

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

Encountering such a cruel and ruthless coach, it feels unbearable... I want to cry, I want to go home...

Xu Zhiyao glared, "Hey, have you decided to rebel just because I haven't taught you a lesson for a few days!" As she spoke, without giving Lu Sheng a chance to prepare, she raised her hand and was about to flick her on the forehead.

Hmm? The south wind withdrew its gaze and looked down at her

I wish to be his bicycle, ridden by him every day

Lu Sheng was afraid that Nan Feng would be deceived like her, and quickly said, "His name is not Hong Zhong, it is Xu Zhi Yao!"

The south wind carefully observed Lu Sheng and noticed that there was no impatience or resentment on her face after hard work. Although her steps were slow, they were very steady, her face was covered in sweat, yet her eyes remained so bright.

Fifty laps ... ... Xu Zhiyao felt a bit dizzy

He no longer dares to be lazy, so he should run

I do not know

Beautiful girl: "Nanfeng, it's quite far from here to Yifu Building, could you give me a ride?"

But many people say that

Xu Zhi Yao: QAQ

Nan Feng glanced at her and said, "I apologize, my legs are not in good condition"

"What the hell, Hublot, a tool for showing off."

I wish to be the scar on his face, so that I can kiss him forever

......Hublot is a watch, and the two characters before it are modal particles

"Alright, alright, wait a moment. Lu Sheng cannot eat that much rice; she is not Zhu Bajie."

Xu Zhiyao thought to herself, I am truly a genius

Walking through the crowd, he pushed his bicycle out—this bicycle was newly purchased, as the one left outside yesterday was stolen. He bought a second-hand bike at the repair shop near the east gate of the school. It is said that second-hand bikes are not easily lost

The south wind raised an eyebrow in a strange manner, "Where did this absurd reasoning come from?"

Nan Feng guided her through some recovery exercises, and then the two stood under the tree, leisurely watching Xu Zhi Yao run laps on the field

Xu Zhiyao felt that she had never been so unfortunate before

Thus, Xu Zhiyao's finger, filled with strength, jabbed at the hard carbon fiber racket, and in that moment, the pain was excruciating, as if the heavens were collapsing and the earth was splitting. He let out a scream, dramatically shaking his hand, resembling a monkey having a stroke

After finishing the run, her legs felt light as a feather, as if she were about to ascend

Lu Sheng ran silently around the field, adhering to the routine without uttering a word. After completing the first ten laps, she began to feel tired; her steps grew heavier, her speed slowed, her cheeks flushed, and beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, dampening her bangs

I have heard that those who study physical education are individuals with poor academic performance, who can only see sports as a way out

What is the problem

Is "Wocao Yuhang" a type of watch

Principal, from now on, please deduct Lu Sheng's milk fees from my salary

They carefully controlled the volume, and Nan Feng did not hear. A few of them whispered something again, and the most beautiful girl among them was pushed forward; she walked up to Nan Feng with a flushed face

"Good, good, good." Principal Wei nodded busily, always unconsciously displaying a submissive demeanor in front of the man from Huanghelou.

At first, Xu Zhiyao could still keep track, but later, as his attention wandered, he forgot. Worried that he might have run too many laps, he was filled with anxiety when suddenly a thought struck him: Didn't Lu Sheng need to run thirty laps? He could just count twenty laps after Lu Sheng finished running, and that would be fine.

From N University to Shuqing Physical Education School, it only takes twenty minutes by bicycle. When the south wind arrived, Lu Sheng and Xu Zhiyao had not yet come, so he first went to find Principal Wei

Not far from him, there was a small group of young ladies whispering to each other

Before officially obtaining his driver's license, the bicycle was his primary means of transportation

Xu Zhiyao took small, hurried steps, her body bouncing as she ran while complaining, "I am so unfortunate" "Coach, I am so tired" "Can I take a break?" "Lu Sheng, why are you running so fast? Wait for me!"

Their sports field has a total of three tennis courts arranged side by side, with a perimeter of nearly 200 meters. One lap is 200 meters, so 50 laps would amount to 10,000 meters

Lu Sheng scratched his head and said, "I have a question"

In the evening, Lu Sheng and Xu Zhiyao arrived almost simultaneously. After the three of them gathered at the tennis court, Nan Feng first introduced himself: "My name is Nan Feng, and I am your new coach"

The afternoon class on the second day of the south wind is full, and he skipped the second period.

Xu Zhiyiao looked at his amiable demeanor and felt that something was amiss. Sure enough, he said: "Run laps around the field, Lu Sheng will run thirty laps. Xu Zhiyiao will be punished for lying and must run an additional twenty laps."

The gentle sound of the south wind drifted over from the court: "Xu Zhiyao, add two laps to the penalty."

The remaining amount should be credited to her meal card

It was precisely the peak time for classes to end, and the intersection was congested with many people. The south wind gently supported the bicycle as it waited leisurely.

The south wind stood by the court with arms crossed, watching them and saying, "In tennis competitions, physical fitness is a fundamental element. Without good physical conditioning, even the highest level of skill is of no use. Therefore, from now on, I will gradually strengthen your physical training to lay a solid foundation for the future."

Xu Zhiyao was still feeling sad, while Lu Sheng had already taken off running, and she was running in a very orderly manner around the field, showing no signs of cutting corners. Xu Zhiyao secretly cursed her for being foolish and had no choice but to follow suit. After running for a while, she noticed that Nan Feng was not paying attention, and immediately took the opportunity to cut across, running ahead of Lu Sheng.

It doesn't matter

Letting her run thirty laps, Lu Sheng ran forty laps before stopping. Her thought was quite simple: since running laps is beneficial for herself, she might as well run more.

A calf is followed by a stray dog.

Lu Sheng did not have time to dodge, but this time it did not hit her—Nan Feng skillfully lifted the racket just in time, blocking it above her head

Today at noon, he took some time to shorten his hair, returning to his previous style, exposing his forehead and ears, looking fresh and neat. Due to his tall stature, when he looks at others, his gaze tends to lower slightly, giving off a hint of a condescending demeanor.

Lu Sheng, the gentle breeze lightly patted her shoulder. He looked into her eyes, his gaze warm and resolute, "Remember, every effort in this world deserves respect"

Lu Sheng tilted her head to look at him. After a moment, she suddenly realized and slapped her forehead, "Oh right, they are wrong; how could you possibly be a fool"

I have never seen a man with scars on his face who can still be so handsome, beauty allows for arrogance

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