Chapter 70 A Massage Invitation from the Yoga Class
Chapter 70 A Massage Invitation from the Yoga Class
"We'll call someone over right away." The coaches said this and quickly went to find their top students.
Only Huang Kaiyang stood motionless.
The two middle-aged men looked puzzled: "Aren't you going to go find someone?"
Huang Kaiyang patted Wang Hong on the shoulder and said, "Having him here is enough."
"Him? I'm afraid his physique isn't good enough." The middle-aged man didn't think much of Wang Hong's physique.
After all, when Wang Hong was dressed, he looked like a skin and bones in front of the muscular man.
It's really not very appealing.
"It's good that he doesn't look good; he'll definitely satisfy the two brothers in a moment!" Huang Kaiyang said confidently.
Wang Hong, who was standing to the side, felt something was off. These kinds of lines seemed to only appear in some strange situations.
Wang Hong took out his phone and checked. There were no massage orders yet, so he wasn't in a hurry and decided to stay and play with them for a while.
After he signed the contract, Shay asked him to add a logistics person on WeChat.
From now on, whenever a customer needs a massage, I will first call him via WeChat.
If there is no response, call again.
The logistics team will record his massage duration in real time. If it is recorded via WeChat each time, it will be clear and straightforward, and there will be no unnecessary disputes.
While the others waited for them to arrive, Huang Kaiyang took the opportunity to go up and give the two older brothers some pointers.
However, for middle-aged people who are prone to feeling greasy, they don't need much guidance when they first start exercising.
In the beginning, in order to avoid injury, I mainly walked slowly.
You can't just run randomly, or you'll easily injure your knees.
Running all night might not feel like much, but if you run for several days in a row, your knees will start to ache.
If this goes on for too long, you'll get injured in no time.
The two of them clearly understood this, and they haven't engaged in any strenuous exercise since then.
I also use small dumbbells to train strength.
So Huang Kaiyang doesn't really have much to offer in terms of guidance.
It was just to make the two people feel that he was serving them.
The two middle-aged men seemed to be very experienced in this kind of thing, knowing that the coach was most active before the course was purchased.
So I occasionally ask the coach to do things, and it feels pretty good.
About ten minutes passed.
Several coaches arrived with several large students.
Two of them had even more exaggerated physiques than the coach.
Perhaps because he was already large in stature and had a large frame, he looked exceptionally big after a period of systematic training.
Wang Hong, who is over 1.8 meters tall, looks like a child in front of those people.
Their heights are actually about the same, but the difference in physique when compared side-by-side is quite significant.
When the trainees heard that they were going to have a strength contest, they followed the coach over, but when they saw Wang Hong there, they were puzzled.
He asked the coach in a low voice if he was competing against him.
After receiving a positive reply, they all felt a bit disappointed.
They only showed a look of eagerness after the coach said that they should also compete against each other.
"Everyone's here, gentlemen. What do you think is the best way to conduct the competition?" The female coach walked over to the middle-aged man and put her hand on his shoulder.
"We don't understand anything too technical, so how about we have an arm wrestling match?" the middle-aged man said after thinking for a moment.
Arm wrestling may not be as professional as weightlifting, but it is the most direct and exciting sport.
Most people like to do this when they're testing their strength.
"No problem, we'll do as you say, big brother!" Several coaches quickly went to the side and brought over tables and chairs.
It was placed in front of the two older brothers, giving them the best viewing position.
After the tables and chairs were set up, the muscular male trainees they had brought over started to stretch their arms and legs, preparing to go up and show off their skills.
Just then, two coaches shouted to the people exercising nearby, "Come and see, everyone! There's an arm-wrestling competition here!"
"Please come and witness this: whichever coach's student wins the match, these two gentlemen will buy 100 private coaching sessions!"
The coaches' words immediately attracted a lot of onlookers.
Humans have an instinct to enjoy gossip, and we shouldn't suppress that instinct for the sake of fitness.
The two middle-aged men showed no displeasure upon hearing the coach's words, a reaction that immediately put the coaches at ease.
This shows that the two of them are not short of money at all.
If it were a loading situation, being put on the spot like this would make anyone blush and want to find a chance to slip away.
But these two seemed completely unfazed; either they were genuinely capable, or they were shameless as a city wall.
However, most people don't have that kind of thick skin, so the coaches tend to believe that the two are truly talented.
That way they can compete with peace of mind.
Otherwise, it would be a waste, since they have to pay a price for asking their students for help.
It will definitely cost at least a few hundred yuan.
Soon a large crowd gathered around.
In the very center, two intimidatingly muscular trainees sat facing each other, ready to begin their match.
Wang Hong secretly compared them and found that both of their muscles were at least a full size larger than his.
Looks like he's put in a lot of practice.
"Look closely, everyone. This handsome guy is one of Coach Zhang's students."
"The guy over there is Coach Xu's student. Let's start arm wrestling now. It's best of five, a knockout tournament. If you lose, you're out of the running."
"Let's begin the first game!"
A coach came out to act as the host.
The two quickly began their first game.
Both men had bulging veins and prominent muscles on their arms, making them look as angular as stones.
Their strengths seemed to be roughly equal, and instantly both of them turned red in the face. Their arms crossed and collided in the middle of the table, and for a moment neither could gain the upper hand.
The onlookers held their breath and did not make a sound to disturb the two.
After a long contest, Coach Zhang's students narrowly won the first round.
In the second round that followed, the two switched hands and continued their match.
After another fierce battle, the score was tied at 1-1.
Before the third game began, everyone cheered on the two players.
Both of them looked incredibly determined!
These simple competitions often ignite the most passion.
Because of the sense of immersion, and because arm wrestling is a competition that everyone can participate in.
No professional training is required.
Therefore, it's easy for people to empathize with you!
After everyone watched the game with bated breath, Coach Huang's students ultimately won 3-2.
To be fair, the muscular man who just won came down to rest first.
He should wait until everyone else has finished before going up.
Otherwise, if everyone went up to compete against him, it would become a series of challenges.
Even with all your strength, you can't hold on until the end.
Just then, Wang Hong's phone rang. He picked it up, glanced at the message, and his face lit up with joy: "In half an hour, the yoga class needs a massage. Massage duration: 1 hour. Get ready."
"Received," Wang Hong replied.
Then he put away his phone, walked straight to the table, and sat down.
"I'm in a hurry, so let me go first."
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