Seeing that Shen Wanwan was quite interested, Jiang Zhiyan nodded.
Diao Qinglong smiled, got up and walked to Jiang Zhiyan's wheelchair, and took the initiative to push his brother Yan towards the door.
...But as soon as I walked out of the door, an accident happened.
A handsome young man ran out of the elevator, wearing training clothes. He hurriedly ran to Diao Qinglong, "Director Diao, it's bad, something happened in the Sanda fighting class!"
Diao Qinglong hissed, a little irritable, "What happened?"
And it’s not good to have an accident happen at any time, but it happens when his brother Yan is around. What if his brother Yan is worried about leaving his sister-in-law here with him because of this?
The handsome boy couldn't think of much at the moment, so he directly replied, "A student has fainted!"
Diao Qinglong frowned even more when he heard this. With a cold face, he said to the handsome boy, "What's wrong with you? I've always told you to tell the students repeatedly that in battle, you should focus on the fat and muscles, and be sure not to hit. Organs and head areas, so that it can cause pain to the other party, but not harm the other party's life, and no matter how painful it is, he will not faint..."
Diao Qinglong said the last few words in a lowered voice, but Shen Wanwan still accidentally heard them.
"Yes, yes, what Director Diao said is true, and we have indeed been emphasizing it repeatedly, but..." The handsome boy wiped the sweat from his head.
But if students are obedient, then they are no longer students!
"Hurry up and call Dr. Song. It's not accurate even for new students. It shouldn't be a serious problem. I'll be there in a minute." Diao Qinglong dismissed the handsome assistant teacher, cleared his throat, and then pushed Jiang Zhiyan walked into the elevator.
"Brother Yan, I made you laugh." Diao Qinglong looked at Jiang Zhiyan with a smile, trying his best to pretend that he was okay.
"If you have anything to deal with, go deal with it first." The elevator door closed and Jiang Zhiyan said with an unchanged expression.
Shen Wanwan took Jiang Zhiyan's wheelchair very sensibly and said, "Director Diao, please go and do your work first. I happen to be walking around the museum with Third Master first."
"That's okay... Then you guys just hang around on the first floor first. I'll come back as soon as I'm done!" After Diao Qinglong said that, the elevator just arrived at the first floor. After sending Shen Wanwan and Jiang Zhiyan off the elevator with a smile, Diao Qinglong quickly pressed the button button for other floors.
Shen Wanwan turned around and glanced at the closed elevator door, half-squinting her peach blossom eyes meaningfully.
What Diao Qinglong just said to the handsome assistant coach, "Hit the fat and muscles, don't hit the organs and head, so that you can cause pain without harming the other person's life..." made Shen Wanwan suddenly think of it. One thing.
Qin Langchuan was beaten until his whole body was bruised and bruised that day. I heard that he looked very miserable, but he did not faint and even walked back to school by himself!
This kind of beating method is not something ordinary people can do.
Either you have to be someone who is very familiar with the structure of the human body like Shen Wanwan, or... you have to be a very professional thug...
Shen Wanwan recalled that on the day of the self-defense class, Diao Qinglong not only favored her, but was also very rude to Qin Langchuan, and a bolder idea gradually emerged in her mind.
If it was really as she thought, it was Diao Qinglong who beat Qin Langchuan, but Qin Langchuan couldn't guess that he didn't even know Diao Qinglong before the self-defense class, so why did Diao Qinglong beat someone who didn't know him? Are you doing others a favor?
Shen Wanwan then thought of Diao Qinglong and Jiang Zhiyan... they had known each other before...
"Aren't you leaving?" Jiang Zhiyan's words interrupted Shen Wanwan's thoughts.
Shen Wanwan looked at the man in the wheelchair, raised her red lips, and said casually, "I'm thinking, if I go to class here in the future, will I be beaten until I faint?"
"No one dares."
Jiang Zhiyan's three cold words made Shen Wanwan's steps pause slightly.
But when Shen Wanwan looked at Jiang Zhiyan again, his expression was as usual, as if what he just said was very normal to him. This sense of violation made Shen Wanwan feel that he had heard wrongly.
Looking at the usually cold third master, Shen Wanwan smiled faintly and pushed Jiang Zhiyan forward.
The first floor of the venue is dedicated to kendo training. Various medals of honor are hung on the walls around the corridor, and long swords that look very old are hung in the glass display cases.
Shen Wanwan pushed Jiang Zhiyan to the entrance of the training area.
I randomly found a classroom, which happened to be a youth venue. The lively young students inside were dressed in uniform kendo uniforms, holding bamboo swords used by novices, and were training attentively. Their movements were uniform, and every time they swung their swords, they were focused on training. With strength and determination.
The coach with a mustache noticed Shen Wanwan and Jiang Zhiyan at the door and walked over with a smile, "This class is an open class. If you are interested in kendo, you can come in and watch!"
Compared with the beautiful front desk, the mustached coach is obviously more discerning.
He could tell at a glance that the man in the wheelchair was not here to find a coach for himself, but...he was here to find a coach for his daughter!
After Coach Mustache finished speaking, he warmly invited Shen Wanwan and the others in and took them to the seats in the rest area.
In the next ten minutes, Coach Mustache led the students to train harder.
He showed off his sword-thrusting prowess.
The expensive-looking clothes worn by the man in the wheelchair are Coach Mustache’s biggest motivation!
All the students came here for their Director Diao, which resulted in Coach Mustache’s performance being the lowest in the entire library this month.
Give it a try and turn your motorcycle into a motorcycle!
After the training, Coach Mustache came to the two of them with confidence.
A lot of professional words came to his mouth, but before he could say them out, there was an extra hand on his shoulder.
Coach Mustache turned around and saw that he was actually the busiest curator in his family!
After Diao Qinglong solved the accident of the students upstairs, he hurried back to the first floor.
After searching several classrooms, he finally found his brother Yan in the last one.
"Hello, Director Diao, do you have any orders?" Coach Mustache said coquettishly.
Diao Qinglong patted him on the shoulder, then looked at Jiang Zhiyan, "Brother Yan, this is our kendo coach, although..."
His performance was the lowest and he was a bit unsatisfied.
"But he has also won many awards in kendo competitions, so I can let my sister-in-law experience it at his place."
Diao Qinglong automatically omitted the middle words, but the mustache coach's expression still twitched slightly.
It was only then that Coach Mustache realized that these two people in front of him were not ordinary customers. Fortunately, he was not very talkative and did not try to sell his class as soon as they came up.
Diao Qinglong pulled the mustachioed coach beside him and said, "This is Miss Shen. She is an important relative of my brother Yan. You can take her to experience the kendo class."
After speaking, Diao Qinglong said to Shen Wanwan, "This is Coach Xiao."
"Hello, Coach Xiao," Shen Wanwan greeted politely.
Coach Xiao also greeted Shen Wanwan more enthusiastically, then waved his hand to call his female assistant coach, and took Shen Wanwan to change into kendo uniforms.
After a long while, Jiang Zhiyan looked away from the direction Shen Wanwan left, and nodded towards Diao Qinglong.
Diao Qinglong pushed him aside, sitting tall and tall on a low stool, looking up and reminiscing with Brother Yan with a smile on his face.
Seeing this scene, not only the mustache coach smacked his tongue, but also the young students who had just finished the class were surprised.
As the ultimate boss of this kendo gym, Director Diao is always looked up to by others, but they have never seen Director Diao look up to others like this!
"Who is that old man in the wheelchair? He seems to be very powerful."
"How can we, Director Diao, speak to him so humbly..."
Kendo uniforms include kendo uniforms, kendo skirts, sashes, body armor, face greens, headscarves and gloves. However, since Shen Wanwan is a newcomer and the coach has not explained it to her yet, Shen Wanwan has put on the kendo uniforms, but does not He took Shang Cui directly, put it under his arm, and walked out.
When she came out, the discussion around Jiang Zhiyan in the outer room stopped for a moment, and the students' attention immediately turned to Shen Wanwan!
There were very few girls in the kendo hall, and Shen Wan was so pretty. After putting on this kendo uniform, she looked so beautiful and dashing.
The students stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at Shen Wanwan who walked in.
Jiang Zhiyan was also looking in her direction.
"I'm ready." Shen Wanwan walked to Coach Xiao.
Coach Xiao's eyes were a little straight, and the female assistant pulled at the corner of his clothes awkwardly. Only then did Coach Xiao come to his senses, "Ah! Okay, let's come to the novice training area here!"
Shen Wanwan followed Coach Xiao to the side. Without Jiang Zhiyan speaking in person, Diao Qinglong suggested insightfully, "Brother Yan, let's go over and have a look. This is my sister-in-law's first kendo class, right?"
The students overheard the name Director Diao said, and they all became uneasy.
"Isn't that right? How come such a beautiful little beauty is dating a disabled person?"
"Hey, it's normal. What's wrong with the disability? As long as you have money, it'll be fine."
"Don't say that either. Although she is in a wheelchair, we have to admit her good looks."
"I still feel it's a pity. It doesn't matter that the little beauty is beautiful. She also likes kendo. It doesn't matter that she likes kendo. She looks so cool and beautiful in kendo uniform. She is a perfect match for me."
"Brother, you better have some face, be careful of your boyfriend trying to fix you."
"Damn, fix me? It's not my fault, that uncle is a disabled person, I can beat him with just one arm until he has teeth all over the floor!"
Of course, Coach Xiao will be given special instructions by Director Diao to set up a small stove on his own.
About half an hour later, while Shen Wanwan was practicing by herself, Coach Xiao couldn't wait to step aside and ask for credit from their director Diao.
"Director Diao, Miss Shen is really smart and unique. This is the first student I have ever seen who can remember all the basic essentials in such a short period of time..."
Although Coach Xiao was flattering, what he said was not entirely flattering.
The basic skills of kendo include dozens of key points such as "drawing, bringing, lifting, blocking, striking, thrusting, point...". Just to memorize them within half an hour, few people can do it.
Diao Qinglong smiled, "Of course, her excellence doesn't stop there."
However, Coach Xiao's distinct attitude still caused dissatisfaction among individual students.
"Coach Xiao, since she is so powerful, let us see her. Why don't you let us play against her?" In the middle of the training ground, a very jealous male student asked sourly.
The reason is very simple. This male student has been practicing in this gym for nearly a year and thinks that he has learned the hardest among the many brothers. However, Coach Xiao and Director Diao have never praised him as they did just now, and he just came today. It only took half an hour for such a little girl to embroider her fists, and she was able to be praised by both Coach Xiao and Director Diao. This is so humbling!
As soon as the male student finished speaking, several voices who were not too concerned about the excitement shouted, "Second, second!"
They are all young people with strong energy and blood.
In addition, the little beauty is good-looking, and everyone is even more interested.
"You're quite an old man, why do you have so much nerve to say this? The newest one among you has been studying for at least a month, right? And she's a little girl, so why are you so embarrassed?" Coach Xiao said to the students half-jokingly.
Shen Wanwan raised her eyebrows and looked at the group of provocative students. She didn't mean to be frightened at all. Instead, she wanted to challenge them.
There were a few essentials that she needed to practice, and she just lacked practice.
But just as she was taking steps, a hand grabbed her wrist, and the force gently pulled her back. Jiang Zhiyan drove the wheelchair forward, with a low and cold voice, "Who proposed it?"
A well-built boy from one of the students came out. The man replied very arrogantly, "I brought it up. What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhiyan looked at him lightly, "How long have you been studying?"
Compared to the male student's newborn calf tone, the man in the wheelchair spoke in a calm and restrained tone, keeping his words hidden, but it made people even more stressed.
"It's been a year," the muscular boy looked at Jiang Zhiyan with contempt.
Jiang Zhiyan looked back at him with an unchanging expression, his hand resting on the armrest of the wheelchair, and the muscles on the back of his hand were beautifully visible.
"Do you dare to fight me?" The man slowly raised his eyelids.
As he finished speaking, the whole place fell silent for a moment.
Shen Wanwan looked at Jiang Zhiyan, a rare flash of surprise in his eyes.
Coach Xiao touched the back of his head, with an expression on his face as if he had heard wrongly.
When the muscular man reacted, he immediately waved his hands to refuse, "I don't dare challenge you! Isn't this bullying?"
The muscular man's tone was exaggerated, which indeed caused the surrounding students to burst into laughter.
It's understandable that the uncle wants to be a hero to save the beauty, but he has to do what he can.
The muscular man is right. No matter how crazy they are, they can't fight with a disabled person, right?
Who will pay for the damage?
Coach Xiao quickly maintained order on the scene, and then secretly looked at their curator for help.
However, their curator Diao Qinglong had no intention of stopping the proposal that sounded ridiculous to ordinary people.
Diao Qinglong only looked slightly worried, but the person he was worried about was not his brother Yan...
