"Ma Baoguo?"
Du Chen asked reflexively.
"Who is Ma Baoguo?"
The other party asked back.
"Young man, I advise you to learn your lesson!"
Du Chen silently added a drama in his mind.
"Ah, it's okay, Coach Ma, I just remembered a master named Ma Baoguo."
"Oh, okay, then why don't you come in and try it? See if you like it?"
Coach Ma invited Du Chen.
"Okay, Coach!"
Du Chen took off his shoes and followed Coach Ma into the classroom. A group of children looked at Du Chen curiously. After all, Du Chen looked a little old for their class!
"Alright guys, this is our new student. We can talk after class. Let's continue with today's training."
Coach Ma clapped his hands, signaling everyone to focus, while Du Chen stood in the last row and gestured along.
"Classmates, train on yourselves first!"
After practicing for a while, Coach Ma spoke to the students and then came to Du Chen's side.
"Classmate, do you exercise regularly?"
"Yes, but it's just running and jumping rope at most."
"Have you ever stretched your muscles?"
"No."
"Okay, come on, let's go to the back and I'll help you stretch first, otherwise you won't be able to do many movements later!"
Coach Ma spoke to Du Chen "gently".
When Du Chen heard that he had to stretch, his face turned a little pale. He had stiff bones and short tendons since he was a child, and he couldn't even bend over and touch his toes. Now he had to do something so difficult when he just started learning?
"Coach, it's not necessary, right? I'll come over and give it a try first. It doesn't have to be so difficult right away!"
Du Chen said to Coach Ma with some fear, "Stretching is fun for the coach, but it can be like being in the crematorium yourself." He was not prepared for this yet.
"Don't worry, classmate! I'm a professional! I'll be gentle!"
Coach Ma spoke to Du Chen very gently.
"Coach, I've thought about it and decided to forget it. I have something to do so I'll leave first!"
Du Chen looked at the other person's smile and felt it was terrifying no matter how he looked at it. He leaned down and prepared to squeeze past the coach.
The other party was worthy of being a Taekwondo coach. He was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He grabbed Du Chen's collar from behind while talking.
"Classmate, how can you give up just because of this little difficulty? Look at the kids around you, they're all watching you! Learning martial arts requires a fearless spirit. How do you know you can't do it if you don't try? Come on, let's give it a try!"
Coach Ma's words were of no use to Du Chen. For a kid, they might have been a real thrill, but for a seasoned veteran like Du Chen, they went in one ear and out the other. It was embarrassing, but since no one knew each other, Du Chen decided to give up.
"Coach, I really have something to do. Can I come back next time?"
Du Chen was held by the other party like a little chicken. He couldn't resist and could only pretend to be pitiful in front of Coach Ma.
"It's okay, it will be fine in a moment!"
Coach Ma was unmoved by Du Chen's tricks. He finally found a student, so how could he let him go so easily? If he didn't recruit a few more students, he would be broke next month. Coach Ma thought secretly.
Du Chen looked at the other party who was unmoved and could only bow his head and accept his fate, while still speaking.
"Coach, please be gentle! I'm afraid of the pain!"
"Haha, a real man, how can you be afraid of pain! Let us grow together in pain!"
The other person laughed heartily, making Du Chen even more uneasy. He wondered if the other person was a pervert. The more pain he felt, the more pleasure he felt.
"Coach! Please be gentle! Otherwise I won't sign up for the class!"
In desperation, Du Chen threatened Coach Ma!
"Uh, don't worry, I will definitely be gentler!"
Hearing that it concerned his own income, Coach Ma also restrained himself a little. After all, it was rare for a "little fat sheep" to come to him on his own initiative, and he couldn't scare him away.
"Come on then!"
Du Chen's tone was full of tragedy. Since he couldn't resist, he would just obey the other party and only hoped that the other party could be a little gentler.
"Come on, let's bend over and reach our toes, stretching the tendons behind our legs. As the saying goes, an inch longer tendons equals ten years longer life. This is for your own good! Don't you want to live longer?"
Coach Ma was talking to Du Chen while his hands were moving quickly. Seeing that Du Chen couldn't touch his toes, he used both hands to help Du Chen press down.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Coach, go slower!"
As soon as Coach Ma started to exert force, Du Chen started to cry out in pain, and the children who were peeking at him nearby were all laughing secretly.
"Why don't you hurry up and teach? Do you want to stretch too?"
Coach Ma was keeping his eyes and ears open. While helping Du Chen stretch, he was also scolding other students. When a group of children heard this, they immediately started to teach in a pretentious manner.
"Ouch, slow down, coach! Let me slow down for a minute!"
Du Chen couldn't care less about the other kids laughing at him. All his attention was on the two tendons behind his knees. He felt sore, sleepy and painful, and unconsciously wanted to bend his legs to relieve the pain. But Coach Ma was no pushover. He immediately hit his knees with the side of his knees, and his legs were stretched straight again.
Gradually, Du Chen could no longer feel the pain, probably because he had become numb. At this time, Coach Ma finally spoke.
"How's it going, classmate? It feels good, doesn't it? I'm telling you, you'll slowly start to feel how good stretching is! Come on, stand up, stretch your legs, and let's start the next move!"
Du Chen was already cursing in his heart as he listened to Coach Ma's words. Comfortable? What the hell was comfortable? He wasn't a pain maniac, how could pain make him feel comfortable?
But on the surface, Du Chen still stood up obediently and shook his legs. He felt that they were not his own and his legs were weak. Du Chen gritted his teeth and did some squats to relieve the tight hamstrings. The result was that his legs were so sore.
"Come on, classmate, it's almost done. Come on, put your legs up and stretch them!"
Coach Ma patted the barre and motioned for Du Chen to put his legs up. Du Chen thought to himself, isn't this a barre only found in dance studios? How come Taekwondo also has one? This is where Gu Yue should come. After all, she's been dancing since elementary school, so this should be a piece of cake for her.
Du Chen struggled to put his legs on the bar, but before he was ready, Coach Ma had already helped Du Chen press up from behind, while saying something.
"In Taekwondo, the majority of movements are based on legs. To kick beautifully and powerfully, leg training is essential. If you want to kick higher, leg stretching is essential. As traditional martial arts say, the hands are the two gates, and the feet are the only way to strike!"
"Coach, martial arts also say you can't kick above your knees or split your legs above your waist!"
Although Du Chen was grimacing in pain, he still argued with Coach Ma in a resolute manner.
"Oh! Oh my god! It hurts! It hurts!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
