Practice court.
Lou Cheng glanced at the cleaner who was sweeping the floor, and said to the excited students, "Everyone please introduce yourself, or else I don't know who you are. Now begin from the left."
He had read this the roster of students at Chu Weicai's office before, but he couldn't match names to faces and only knew the lively and talkative girl was Wu Ting.
On the far left, a girl with freshly cropped hair said with a sweet smile, "My name is Zhang Qiufan. I'm twelve years old and I will be a junior middle school student soon."
She was the youngest one in the VIP class. Lou Cheng nodded slightly and had some ideas about her training volume to allow her body to develop properly.
Since there were too many students here, no coach was able to give attention to everyone at the same time and give instructions tailored to the needs of individual members. But VIP class was an exception with a caring environment.
"My name is Yao Runwei. I'm 15 years old. A student in the third year of the First Middle School. Well, I will be a freshman in high school when the term starts." Standing about 1.65 meters, a little fatty of probably the same weight introduced himself after him.
The classmate of Feifei after two months... Lou Cheng smiled and took a closer look at Yao Ruiwei's body shape, finding him deficient internally and exuberant externally. So his training volume must be taken good careful of, otherwise, something will go wrong.
Damn it! My master has never been so serious when he taught me!
"My name is Li Lei. I'm 18 years old. A graduate from Tei Middle High School and will go to Hong Dong University." The oldest student said with implied pride.
He was about 1.7 meters high, body strong and eyebrow messy.
In Tei Middle High School, the level of teaching was not good, but the fight "climate" was rampant here. If graduates from this school could enter Hu Dong University, it was very commendable... Lou Cheng was thinking.
But Hu Dong University was merely an averagely major university.
"My name's Wu Ting. 15 years old. I have passed the entrance examination and became a freshman at The First Middle School." After the first five or six students, finally, the wait was over for a girl with fair skin and two ponytails. She deliberately stressed that she got into the university through passing the examination in case that others thought that she paid for this enrollment.
Fresh and energetic, supple and strong, the girl must keep training regularly, at least is exposed to something related to martial arts... Lou Cheng nodded thoughtfully.
After all students have introduced themselves, he could match almost all names to faces and had a basic understanding of their individual physical conditions.
"Ok. First I'd like to teach you some techniques about staying peace and holding breath. Just like warm-up exercises." Lou Cheng said in his usual voice.
Wu Ting raised her hands immediately and said with excitement, "Coach Lou, are you going to teach us how to enter into meditation?"
That was fundamental to the profound martial arts!
"Don't think too much." Lou Cheng smiled and said, "As you are still young, you haven't been fully developed or mature, and are not as vigorous as adults regarding Qi and Blood. Practicing the still stance will tire you and weaken you. It just feels like being wiped out... I'll just show you some tricks about how to keep peace and hold your breath, and help you enter into the training state as soon as possible."
Among students present here, only Li Lei could try the still stance. But it was not necessary to do a little private training for him, since the keeper Chu has told Qin Rui that it was just for bodybuilding.
All students first laughed at his popular humor and felt no generation gap with the coach. Then they turned depressed and hopeless for the still stance.
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fter a short time for practicing keeping peace and holding breath, Lou Cheng followed the scheduled activities and said, "Next, I'll teach you horse stance and do stance training."
"Horse stance? Coach Lou, you're so professional. Why do you just teach us this? I thought you would teach us moves and techniques about how to give out strength." Wu Ting raised her hand again and said, looking longingly.
You're talking so much... Lou Cheng cursed secretly but said smilingly, "You guys have no basis. Waists and backs are quite stiff. Feet are flabby. If you don't practice the stance training hard, even if I teach you these moves and techniques, what you'll learn is no more than presenting an attractive facade but punching like massaging others."
Talking about this, he put on a serious face and continued, "Besides, all profound and strong martial arts come from the basic stance training. How could it be possible that a high building rises from ground without a solid foundation? Do you have any idea how deep the foundation is? To become who I am today, do you know how long it took me to do the basic stance training?"
Recalling his blowing up a sandbag with an amazing punch, Wu Tingting and others went silent and nodded immediately.
"... Don't be too rigid in the horse stance. You should have some rises and falls, shift your body's gravity as if riding a horse... Look closer at my gesture. I will demonstrate you how to give a force from my feet, the joint of the ankle and the joint of the knee... " Lou Cheng was not scripted but integrated his own experience when doing training himself, and insights and perceptions from meditation and the concealment of spirit and qi.
As the newly arrived, Zhang Qiufan, Yao Ruiwei and all had great enthusiasm and listened, earnest and focused. They followed Lou Cheng's guidance and put on the horse stance immediately.
Lou Cheng walked around and observed them carefully. For wrong gestures, he pointed out immediately; for problems with giving out strength, he managed to correct them with his feet or hands.
"Remember the feeling now. It is the best gesture that fits in with you." Lou Cheng stood beside Zhang Qiufang and urged, arms across his chest.
"Yes, Coach Lou!" Zhang Qiufang, the youngest and also the timidest one among them, answered thoughtfully.
Lou Cheng took her mobile phone out of his pocket to check the time. Then he approached Yao Ruiwei and found him trembling, brow sweaty.
Saying nothing, he watched him for a while and said suddenly, "you can have a rest now."
What he bore in mind was that these big kids came here for building their bodies not for learning martial arts.
Yao Ruiwei gritted his teeth and insisted. As he heard the words from Coach Lou, he felt that he had trained himself to hear voices.
He pointed to himself and asked with confusion, "Me?"
Only I can have a break?
"Yes, you can rest for ten minutes." Lou Cheng replied with a smile.
At this scene, Wu Ting in the behind row grumbled. "Coach Lou, you're so biased! Why he can rest but we can't?"
"If you were as big as him, you can rest in advance." Lou Cheng said half-jokingly.
Wu Ting, Zhang Qiufang and all laughed and said, partially in unison,
"Forget it!"
Lou Cheng withdrew his own eyes and saw the little fat in the blues with a faint suffering of the joke. He said seriously, "Yao Ruiwei, do you think I'm looking at your scars? As the saying goes, hit people but not on the face."
"No, no... " Yao Ruiwei answered, hanging his head.
Lou Cheng remained serious and said, "I have seen your profile and know that you're not born a little fat. You're here in the martial arts class to lose weight, right?"
"Right." Yao Ruiwei answered honestly.
"So I often remind you, inspire you in case you forget why you're here to train and become less motivated and slack... Train yourself hard. We'll see if you are still as a little fat as two months ago!"
Yao Ruiwei gritted his teeth and said,
"Yes, Coach!"
Stance training, rest, stance training, rest... Lou Cheng set the tempo, helped these participants master several basic skills and increased training gradually.
During the break, he took every minute to square himself up and played "Thunder Roar Zen" in the center of the ground which shook the air currents, catalyzed the effect of the medicine and purified himself.
Hearing the crackle of air currents, Li Lei, Zhang Qiufan and others got excited and eager to have a try.
"So cool... " Little Fat Yao Ruiwei murmured.
Li Lei took a breath and said, "when will I can have such kicks and punches... "
Wu Ting rolled her eyes to them and said, "That's ages. My dad said if you could practice martial arts with sounds, it means a turning point of martial arts. More skilled in kicks and punches will qualify you for ranking!"
Two hours later, Lou Cheng found them anxious and bored, then he clapped his hands, saying,
"All right. That's all about the basic stuff. Now I'll teach you some fundamental moves and corresponding techniques to give out strength."
Wu Ting, Zhang Qiufan and others all burst into cheers and resumed to excitement, almost a relief for all of them. However, they found that they just jumped from one fiery pit to another, repetitive punches and kicks dull, feet and hands sore.
"Coach Lou, could you please let us do pair exercises? I saw other classes did pair exercises!" Wu Ting complained with a grievance during the break.
"That's nonsense." Lou Cheng commented sharply, "two rookies do pair exercises will only develop bad habits and do inaccurate moves. By then, it will be too late to correct."
When he was receiving the special training, he did pair exercises with senior brothers and sisters of high ranks.
"So can I do pair exercises with you? If there's not enough time, we can pay you for private coaching!" Wu Ting proposed, hands in the air.
Lou Cheng chuckled and said, "We'll see if you can master basic moves and techniques to give out strength, then I'll give you some time for pair exercises. You don't have to pay."
His training was three times less intense than the special training for martial arts. That's to say, these big kids wouldn't exercise in pairs until the next week.
After that, he glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "All right. Time's up. If you feel sore and tired badly, you can pay a therapist in the martial art club. If not, just go home and have a rest will refresh you."
Watching Lou Cheng walk out of the practice court, Wu Ting said, dropping his voice lower,
"Coach Lou is so different indeed. I heard from students in other classes. Their coaches are encouraging private coaching, but Coach Lou goes the opposite way."
"It shows that Coach Lou is teaching us with all his heart. He doesn't have to tell the real stuff until private coaching." Li Lei wiped off his sweat and said with a serious face.
After a physical therapy, Wu Ting returned back home and found that his super busy dad was at home!
"A rare visitor!" she said jokingly, with a sense of grievance.
Wu Qinggui took his daughter in the arms, stroke her hair and said, "I'm back home as long as I'm free. Your new coach, what do you think?"
Wu Ting knew that her father also practiced martial arts since his childhood, but he failed several Ranking Events for Professional Ninth Pin, so he moved into business, got rich and stepped on the peak of his life. However, with his visions and insights still there, he remained the idol in her heart.
Then she chattered with excitement, "Our coach is so amazing. He blew a sandbag up with a punch!"
"Blew up?" Wu Qinggui asked with confusion.
It's a literal meaning or exaggeration?
Wu Ting said with gesturing and arm waving, "It's true. Just likes this. Boom!"
With his mouth half-open, Wu Qinggui said to himself for a while,
"Is, is it possible for a Professional Ninth Pin... "
When did Xiushan come such a strong martial artist? And he comes to teach these big kids?
Wu Ting noticed the change of his father's facial expression, an idea flashed across her mind:
Coach Lou is much stronger than we thought!
After ate lunch and hung out in the Strength Training Gymnasium, the temporary single Lou Cheng phoned Qin Rui and told him to receive the still stance coaching in martial art club this afternoon.
Qin Rui said with a smirk, "You're free already? You're not dating with your girlfriend recently?"
Lou Cheng answered quickly, "she went to her grandfather' home."
Then he realized something wrong. Why Qin Rui knows I often meet with my girlfriend?
He is just asking... No more information again...
Qin Rui hung up and texted to Jiang Fei quickly, saying, "Fatty Jiang, Fatty Jiang, now go ask Song Li if Yan Zheke went to his grandfather's home!"