learning to be human every day

Lu Yuanfei has always been rude to people other than his wife. He nodded at him and took the little coach's bag and went upstairs. Jin Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his back, and held Xia Yun to show his palm in the bubble.

If it's not enough, I still have two panda eyes, the kind that my mother's lady's eye cream can't save!

Xia Yun couldn't be bothered to listen to his misfortune, so he looked at him from the corner of his eyes, and said softly, "You can't do cleaning well?"

Jin Zhen frowned, put his hands on his waist, and yelled: "You don't have eyes? Can't you see these, these and those are all wiped by me?"

Xia Yun leaned over to touch it, smeared his finger dust from under the dumbbell bench to his eyelids, and asked, "Who doesn't have eyes?"

Jin Zhen's glass heart, which wanted to both show merit and comfort, was completely broken by him. With red eyes, he picked up a rag and wiped the stool legs vigorously, and said angrily, "You are just like them!"

"Oh?" Xia Yun squatted down next to him, watching him work with great interest, "Who are you like? What kind of one?"

Jin Zhen turned his face and gave him a hard look, and kept his mouth shut.

Looking at the expression of this injured little animal, Xia Yun, as a youth in his soul, can still understand a little bit the proud and entangled inner world of this rebellious little cub.

A kid at this age is mentally improving day by day, but he is powerless in reality. He always wants to do something famous to impress everyone, but he can't save face to ask for praise. From the human point of view, it is just a small slope that can be walked over by lifting one's feet, so it is really not worth mentioning.

Xia Yun is physically familiar, and he is still a baby psychologically. Fortunately than Jin Zhen, he was protected by Lu Yuanfei as soon as he passed through, and he did not suffer from such a brutal socialist transformation. The hard work of forcing rapid growth can only be borne by himself.

Combined with the cynicism of Jin Zhen's parents, he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to this little boy—children who have been sprayed since childhood have either been suppressed—like Chang Hui, or assimilated—like Jin Zhen. Interact normally with people.

"Xiao Jin, take a break." He patted Jin Zhen's shoulder with one hand, and said in an amiable tone, "You've done well, do you want some milk tea?"

Jin Zhen's muscles tensed, and he froze for a moment. He turned his head and bluffed, "Don't try to bribe me with a cup of milk tea!"

Are you worth a cup of milk tea?A cup of creamer is worth a loss!

"Would you like to drink or not?" Xia Yun got up and walked out, but Jin Zhen's voice chased after him before he had taken three steps: "I want cheese mango bobo ice!"

Xia Yun ran downstairs with a bag, and when he came back, he generously entertained guests, and everyone who saw him had a share, which was a celebration of his promotion to the family.

Jin Zhen was secretly happy at first, but when he saw his posture covered in rain and dew, his face immediately became cloudy, and the milk tea he sucked was no longer sweet.

Xia Yun put the milk tea at the front desk for everyone to come and pick it up, and ran upstairs excitedly with two cups.

Seeing him coming in, Lu Yuanfei first smiled and then frowned: "Drink ice in winter?"

"The warm air is blown enough, and the building is not cold." Xia Yun inserted the straw and held it over, blinking her eyes full of expectation, "Brother Lu, try the sesame taro puree I specially reserved for you."

"Don't drink." Lu Yuanfei didn't cheer, turned his head to look disgusted, but put his arms around his waist and couldn't bear to push him away, "Didn't you brat fight with you?"

Xia Yun was biting the straw, sipping to his heart's content, squinting his eyes to look at him, and turning the corner softly when speaking: "Brother Lu, he bullied me, he stared at me!"

Lu Yuanfei was so happy that he was used to being possessed by his showmanship, and he proposed cooperatively: "Brother, help you fix him?"

"How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer?" Xia Yun breathed out a sweet and crisp breath, and snuggled into his arms coquettishly: "Brother, you should fix me."

Lu Yuanfei slid one hand down, patted him twice on the most fleshy part, and said with a smile, "Are you a rice cake master, so sticky?"

Xia Yun stared at this stinky brother who didn't understand the style, and moaned softly: "Then you should eat it while it's hot!"

His face was flushed with embarrassment, knowing that it was impossible for Lu Yuanfei to handle him in the office, he still couldn't help but tease him a few times, it would be nice to seduce the calm old man out of control and out of control.

Lu Yuanfei bit his lips, his low-pitched laughter made his scalp numb, and he trembled like a wiggle.

Since Xia Yun poured beans into the bamboo tube and confessed to him, when the two of them were alone, he no longer pretended to be a mature man. He showed his innocent and stubborn youth, and became more attached to him, and his ability to act like a baby also improved by leaps and bounds.

The two were getting bored, and Xiao Ran sent a life-chasing series of calls: Your student is here, come down quickly to pick up the guests!

Xia Yun reluctantly let go of the boss, licked his lips, and smacked his lips unsatisfactorily: "Brother, wait for me for lunch."

Lu Yuanfei couldn't maintain a straight posture anymore, and bent slightly as if hiding something, and waved him to get out of here.

As soon as the rice cake essence was peeled off from Lu Yuanfei, he immediately adjusted to a business model of business affairs, with a gentle and firm attitude, he practiced vigorously according to the quality and quantity of the students, and offered endless rainbow farts when the other party retreated .

Jin Zhen didn't go to rest after finishing his morning work, and followed Xia Yunze like a little tail, just wanting to see what this kid could do to make everyone like him.

After observing for a while, it seems to be looking at the doorway a little bit.

Coach Xia's mouth is really fancy, and the same meaning is very pleasant when spoken in his words, which makes people feel convincing.

For example, that female student's buttocks are as thick as cement bricks, but Xia Yunze even praised her for her wide hips and thin waist, and her peach buttocks can make her legs look longer. Swing and practice straight-leg deadlifts. Finally, when the mat is laid, there will be a few sets of kneeling positions and then kick the legs to eliminate the fat on the buttocks.

"Sitting for a long time is easy to accumulate fat." Xia Yun corrected her movements while squatting, and told her earnestly: "In the future, you can also practice single-leg rear lifts while supporting the table in the office. If you sit all the time, your gluteus maximus will cry."

Jin Zhen curled her lips, why are the gluteus maximus crying, is it diarrhea?

The female student is quite fond of this, complaining in a low voice that she has been pear-shaped since she was a child, even if her waist is so thin that she can barely bear it, and her hips have increased dramatically, so she can only wear skirts all year round.

Xia Yun can always accurately capture the shining points among a bunch of defects, and then exaggerate: "A pear-shaped figure is good, and the fat is all on the hips and legs, which is much healthier than accumulating around the internal organs."

The students were so coaxed by him that they smiled and asked for an elastic band.

Looking at the flesh stretched out by the elastic band, Jin Zhen felt very hot. He secretly complained that his butt got bigger and bigger, and he couldn't even sit on a subway bench.

He has a lot of inner drama here, with a faint disgust on his expression, but Xia Yun treats him as if he doesn't exist from the beginning to the end, with a calm face, letting the little boy follow from east to west.

Just kidding, even though he was not favored in his previous life, when he went out, he was followed by a group of court ladies and eunuchs, so who cares about a mere ghost?

He doesn't care, someone cares, the coach hasn't said anything yet, the student is upset first, pointing to Jin Zhen and asking: "Coach Xia, is he your brother? Why does he keep following you?"

Xia Yun looked up at him with an expression of disbelief, and asked, "Sister, is he half as handsome as me?"

The aggrieved and coquettish expression made the female student lose her strength from laughing, got up to replenish water, Xia Yun turned around and frowned at Jin Zhen, and asked in a low voice: "It's fine if you just skip the class, who will show you a bitter face?" ?”

"Who is rubbing the class?" Jin Zhen stared back unwillingly, "I think you are just talking and tricking fools with your glib tongue?"

Xia Yun sneered, looked him up and down, and said sarcastically, "Who gave you the courage to laugh at other people's IQ? You're so smart that you can drop out of school to work? You're so smart that you wash toilets in the gym? You're so smart that you don't even know you Are you going to be beaten?"

Jin Zhen covered his chest and let out a "hiss", only to realize that coach Xia can not only spit out honey but also spray knives with one mouth, and knives can pierce people's hearts.

The more heart-wrenching thing was yet to come. Before he had time to mobilize his clever brain to organize the language to spray back, he received a slap on the back of the head, accompanied by his father's angry roar: "You bastard who doesn't speak human words all day long, and you still have the nerve to say so!" Someone else's clever words?"

Jin Zhen was knocked out with a slap, and squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, full of resentment, feeling that the whole world was against him.

Xia Yun wanted to stand up and act as a peacemaker, and comforted him: "Forget it, Tong Yanwuji, how could you hit him so hard, it hurts the child."

Jin Hua and Li Shu changed their sports clothes and training shoes this time, and came together to play sandbags, but before they touched the sandbags, they practiced on their son's head first.

Xia Yun’s classes are not as full as before. On the one hand, many old customers have rekindled their confidence and no longer make frequent appointments for classes, and the run-out tide has gradually subsided. On the other hand, the year is approaching, and social animals are working overtime. At the end of the term, there is no time to find practice.

The coaches seldom have leisure, and they all sweat profusely on the equipment. Xia Yun doesn't have the heart to train big muscles, but just wants to be a handsome man who looks thin in clothes and takes off his clothes. He prefers to train others than to train himself.

Sweating other people's sweat and earning your own money, is there anything better in the world than this?

Fighting is a group class, they came early, and the fighting coach was still hanging on the gantry, and it happened that Xia Yun was sending the pear-shaped girl away, so he took them to familiarize themselves with the class.

As soon as Li Shu heard that hitting sandbags requires practicing squats, leg lifts and back bridges first, she thought it would be easier to hit children.

"It is necessary to train the strength of the legs and core muscles, and the whole body should work together." Xia Yun patiently explained to them, "Just relying on the arms is a beautiful punch."

Li Shu said "Oh", raised her arms, and said with a smile, "My arms are strong. When I first opened the shop, I was carrying cement with the workers."

Jin Hua also laughed, sticking out his round belly, and said, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, we are all rough people, nothing else but strength."

The two rough people suffered half their lives, and finally raised a fine young master. They didn't even wash the dishes at home, but they went to the gym to work as cows and horses, which made the couple unable to understand.

Xia Yun thought it over for them, and said flatly: "I'm tired of eating fine grains, and it's healthy to eat some coarse grains."