Chapter 1031: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Two Hundred and Ninety-Four)

Fall in love with you Kanshu..

Chen Beiqing was in severe pain all over his body, and he endured it. The moment he raised his head, he heard the man condescendingly say indifferently: "When I am calm with my woman, you don't know which diaper you are sitting on to play with mud."

Chen Beiqing frowned and was about to stand up when the man held his shoulders down. The pressure exerted made him kneel down on one knee, unable to get up.

But whether it was the disparity in physical strength or the obvious feeling that Li Nanheng had known Coach Ah Ling longer than him, but even so, Chen Beiqing had no intention of admitting defeat or giving way. Even though he was pressed on the ground by his shoulders like this, and even though his forehead was dripping sweat, he still sneered and hooked his lips: "You were chasing her when I was still wearing a diaper, so it seems You have been chasing for a long time but have not caught up. You really are a senior. You must have more failure experience than a novice like me. How about asking Senior Li to remind me, what does she hate most about you? I will definitely Avoid these points that she hates, and hold her heart firmly."

The pressure on his shoulders increased again, making Chen Beiqing suspect that his shoulders would be crushed by a man in an instant.

"court death?"

"Li Nanheng." The door of the classroom was opened at this moment, and Feng Ling walked in. Seeing this scene, he was no longer surprised. His expression was very calm, and he only looked at Chen Bei who still refused to admit defeat even though he was suppressed on the ground. Leaning over, and then turned to look at another man: "What are you doing?"

Li Nanheng moved his hands away from Chen Beiqing's body expressionlessly, clapped his hands casually, and glanced at her lightly, "It's nothing.

He obviously wanted to cover it up, but he concealed it with such a perfunctory attitude, which made it clear that he just saw Chen Beiqing's displeasure.

Feng Ling didn't bother to meddle in their business these days.

These two people are crazy, fighting back and forth every day, she really didn't want to care about it, anyway, both of them are big troubles, if one fights to death, one loses the other, maybe her world will be peaceful only after fighting with each other.

"The head coach has something to do with you, so come out." After Feng Ling finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Seeing that Feng Ling really didn't even bother to look at them, Li Nanheng threw off the people on the ground, Chen Beiqing half-kneeled on the ground, and turned to look at the person who had turned away in front of the door, and then, the two of them just walked away indifferently. They looked at each other, then looked away again indifferently.

It wasn't until Li Nanheng also went out that Chen Beiqing got up on the ground, picked up a bottle of mineral water and poured it directly on his head, after waking up, he lifted the towel and wiped his face.

Looking outside again in a blink of an eye, with one hand on his hips, he panted violently in the classroom, and slowly calmed his breathing while walking back and forth.

He needed to think of a countermeasure, but after thinking about it for a long time, he found that he really didn't even know what role Li Nanheng was, and it seemed that it was not easy to compete fairly.

In the office, when the head coach saw Feng Ling coming, he came over with a smile and was about to talk to her, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Li Nanheng who walked in the door, the smile on his face instantly faded, and he looked up at the man in front of the door: "The boss is not here for the past two days, so leave the matter here to me for the time being. Recently, there have been quite a few people applying to be coaches in the Budokan. It doesn't seem good if you want to stand here and take someone else's place if you know a little bit of kung fu, why don't you find a time and let's make a few gestures?"

Li Nanheng's brows and eyes were light, there was no disturbance, and he even seemed to want to laugh: "You want to fight me?"

"Since what you said is so straightforward, then I don't have to be too euphemistic." The head coach snorted: "How about finding a chance to play?"

Li Nanheng put one hand in his trouser pocket and said flatly, "You set the time."

Seeing his fearless expression, the head coach looked at his height and the not-so-frightening chunk of flesh on his arm, but his well-proportioned and perfect muscles, which couldn't be seen through his clothes. What, but it can be felt to some extent that Li Nanheng's skill is not too bad.

In the past few days, I have also heard complaints from the male students in Feng Ling's class, saying that the new assistant coach is very skilled, but he is stricter than Coach Ah Ling. , the movements supervised by Coach Li himself will not stop until everyone is in a state where life is worse than death.

The head coach suddenly smiled at this moment, and walked towards him directly: "Your clothes fit you well, but I don't know when you're really practicing..." When he said this, he directly shook his hand through the sleeve. Hold Li Nanheng's wrist.

As a result, before his subordinates could use their strength, Li Nanheng suddenly avoided the force between his fingers without a trace, and at the same time, he was suddenly held back. There was a sudden burst of pain.

At the same time, the head coach looked at him again, seeing the obvious warning in Li Nanheng's eyes, the head coach didn't say anything, just looked at the hand that could be avoided so quickly and without a trace in his hand, and he could even easily Although it was just a small handshake movement with a not particularly large range of motion, it can be seen directly that this Li Nanheng is not simple.

His skill and reaction speed are much better than he imagined.

Although I am the head coach here, I am afraid that I am much weaker than him in terms of skill.

The two of them each had a thick and very calm smile on their faces, and they were holding hands like this, but they had been secretly fighting for a while, until the head coach pulled his hand out of his palm, and then Then calmly put his hand, which had turned white to the point of losing its color, behind his back, Li Nanheng still looked at him calmly and calmly: "Does the head coach have anything to say?"

The head coach didn't speak for a while, and only looked at Li Nanheng again. The two men looked at each other in silence. Although it wasn't like the confrontation with Chen Beiqing, but this silent confrontation made Feng Inexplicably, Ling felt a chill run down his spine.

These two wouldn't really fight because of her, would they?

because of her?

It shouldn't be.

Just when Feng Ling felt that he was thinking too much and that it was impossible to fight, the pain in the head coach's hand had recovered a lot, and he put his hand on his side casually, without touching Li Nanheng again, and only said: "Tonight, the gymnasium in the opposite Polytechnic University is open to the public every week. Why don't we go there to play a game? A friendly match, not involving any interests, just pure gestures, how about it?"

Feng Ling: "..."

Li Nanheng curled his lips coldly: "As you wish, I will accompany you."

Feng Ling: "..."