When ye Yanxi leads Feng Yao to come in from the gate, the girls who are waiting in line to sign up immediately have their heart beating faster. They can see with their own eyes that men are just like gods. Real people are more manly and more type than the posters. They are just walking hormones!
"How handsome There is a pair of girls from the companion, immediately excited to take each other's arm, straight secretly stomp.
"It's a real person. I thought it was an advertising model!"
There are also several women in professional suits, carrying expensive LV brand bags, who are executives in the company. Their eyes also show a kind of prey like light.
However, the figure of yeyanxi and this man step in at the same time makes these girls feel a little dazzling. They are all thinking that this female coach should not have a relationship with him!
Because ye Yanxi is also on the flyer, the number of male students has increased this time, but the effect is not more obvious than that of this man.
Feng Yao narrowed his eyes slightly. He was surprised at the enrollment of today's students. He didn't know that the leaflet with his photo had been sent out.
However, when he glanced at him, he received all eyes of admiration, warm, coquettish and admiration, all of which showed strong interest in him.
He's just like a big hit on the Internet.
"What's the matter?" Feng yaochao asked yeyanxi, who was beside him.
Just at the same time, yeyanxi found a few leaflets on the table beside her. She picked them up and handed them to the man, "look for yourself."
Feng Yao reached out to take it. He was stunned for a few seconds. Ma Xiaotian actually used his photo. However, it's a good shot. It's quite handsome.
"It's all for you. Coach, teach me well!" Yeyanxi can't help teasing him.
Feng Yao glanced at the female student who had been ranked No.20. He was surprised. Was he so popular with women?
After a busy day, Ma Xiaotian finally came to an end. He worried that there would be students coming next, so he moved the registration to a small office next to him.
In the morning, just after the registration, in the afternoon, some female students came in wearing sports clothes, and they did not forget to dress up for fitness. Ma Xiaotian put a row of treadmills in front of the French window on the second floor, and set up a variety of fitness textbooks beside them. Fighting is a man's favorite project, and many young students came.
They are all for fitness. Ma Xiaotian has another hot female coach to teach dance and spinning.
A good boxing hall quickly turned into a gym as its main business. However, a large number of young female students poured in, and the male boxing students all worked harder and their movements became more handsome.
And this change, all rely on a man's appearance and body attracted.
Yeyanxi still guides boxing, but she has no interest in teaching fitness.
Feng Yao was teaching boxing on the stage. Beside him stood a row of female spectators who did not practice. It was spectacular.
"Coach Feng, can you teach me? I also want to learn! I'm in boxing class, too A whiny woman asked, holding her waist.
"Of course." Feng Yao raises her eyebrows,
the woman immediately steps up from the stage. As soon as she gets on the stage, a new student makes an action, but she doesn't stand still. She chokes back. The girl immediately gives a low fright, and then immediately hugs Feng Yao, who is on the side of her waist I'm so scared
All of a sudden, the female students all cast envious eyes.
Next to the stage, yeyanxi, who is supervising a group of sandbags, turns her head and sees on the stage, in Feng Yao's arms, a woman hugging him tightly, and he reaches out to protect him.
That female student is reluctant to let go, Feng Yao pulls open her finger without any trace, "it's OK! Go and practice sandbags under the stage first
"Will you come and teach me later?" The female students are wearing delicate make-up. They are not trained by Satin at all, or they come here to lift him.
"Of course." Feng Yao said frankly.
"Coach Feng, I also signed up for the boxing class."
"Me too."
Feng Yao immediately waved his hand and said, "let's all practice sandbags!"
These women immediately coax past, pretending there, waiting for the guidance of Feng Yao.
Ye Yanxi also has several new students in her hand, one of whom is a rich second generation Xiaokai. He just came here today. He was originally running for fitness, but looking at an extraordinary young female coach, he was overjoyed. He decided to stay and catch up with the female coach. "You're not in the right position." Yeyanxi looks at him and corrects him.
"Night coach, what's wrong?"
"It's not the right way to hook."
"Teach me that!" The rich second generation laughs, looks also a pair of cynical romantic, very handsome.
Yeyanxi reaches for his arm to guide him in the correct posture. This rich second generation enjoys being touched by yeyanxi very much. Looking at the serious and beautiful girl, he doesn't have the heart to practice Boxing at all. His eyes are fascinated.Feng Yao is coming to teach his female students, but he glances at yeyanxi. At the same time, he also looks at the expression of the rich second generation flower crazy staring at her.
He narrowed his eyes. He could see through the virtues and ideas of these men at a glance.
"Coach Feng, come and teach us!" The female students can't wait for him to come.
Feng Yao came over and showed them the way of boxing. These women looked at his strong arms, powerful fists, and the handsome when he was boxing, and they were almost salivated.
But when it was their turn, all of them were weak and weak, and their movements were wrong. Feng Yao could only correct them one by one. These women's cola was broken. If they could make his palm lift an arm, or listen to his deep voice, they all felt that the day was meaningful.
Yeyanxi is just a few meters away from him. Although she doesn't want to see how this man can win women's favor, these women are so artificial that she has to look at them. She sees the man's extremely patient teaching.
He didn't seem to be bothered. It seems that he enjoyed it.
"Night coach, will you accompany me to the stage to practice Sanda! I've learned it before, but I'm new to it. " The rich second generation wants to find a chance to be alone with her.
"Let's go!" Yeyanxi nodded.
Two people to the stage, rich second generation and yeyanxi are wearing boxing gloves, rich second generation immediately eager to try, want to close yeyanxi body, close combat is his best way to get close to her.
Under the stage, Feng Yao's eyes look to the stage. The rich second generation is pressed on the ground several times by yeyanxi. Although in other people's eyes, this is the normal image of boxing, in his eyes, the rich second generation is clearly teasing yeyanxi in this way.
His eyes narrowed with a dangerous dark awn. He pulled his lips and sneered. He walked to the stage and said, "do you need me to accompany you?"
Fu Er Dai was immediately shocked. Looking at Feng Yao, he was not strong enough to fight with one blow.
"I just want the night coach to play with me." The second generation of Fu could feel the danger of Feng Yao.
Yeyanxi looks at the group of female students looking here. She says to fengyao, "you'd better care about your female students! You don't have to worry here. "
Feng Yao's eagle eyes secretly warned the rich second generation and turned to leave.
Rich second generation is facing his back, made a disdainful expression, a coach also dare to warn him? See if he doesn't knock him with money.
Ma Xiaotian is still busy recruiting students, while the museum is very busy. Feng Yao and ye Yantian teach male and female students respectively, which is a harmonious place.
At 5:30, yeyanxi is going home. When she changes her clothes and comes out, she is waiting for her rich second generation in the hall. She immediately follows her in a hurry, "night coach, do you have time in the evening? I'll treat you to dinner. "
Feng Yao was not far away. When he heard this, his eyes turned around, and there was a twinkle of displeasure in the bottom of his eyes.
Yeyan, the rich second generation, refuses, "sorry, I don't have time."
"Night coach, give me face!"
"I really don't have time." Yeyanxi finish, figure natural and unrestrained to a direction, and rich second generation quickly to drive his sports car over, in yeyanxi next to slowly open, he poked his head way, "night coach, see you tomorrow."