Chapter 29: Playing with the Grandmothers

Cheng Bo looked at Jiang Hao, and suddenly said: "Your physical fitness is good, since you like fitness, it is better to take a fitness coach certificate, with your conditions, it is estimated that as long as you get the certificate, even if you stay in Oubaolai, it is not a big problem, after working here, someone will take people to class, you can exercise yourself, fitness does not cost money and can make money, how good." ”

As a fitness coach, Jiang Hao really hadn't thought about this before.

"Is it hard to get a fitness trainer?" Jiang Hao asked.

"It's hard to say, but it shouldn't be difficult for you, there are special training institutions, training for seven days, the exam is divided into two types: theory and physical operation, and the theory is divided into public theory and professional theory, which you can read the book back."

"Physical operations are several, pull-ups, push-ups, seated forward bends, freehand squats, resistance exercises of equipment, active and passive stretching of muscles, aerobic equipment, etc., these are usually practiced by you, and it should be difficult for you.

"Of course, this is only a primary certificate, and it is much more difficult to take the intermediate certificate, and I haven't taken the intermediate certificate until now, so it is easy to get started."

Jiang Hao thought for a while and asked, "How much does a fitness trainer cost a month?" ”

Cheng Bo just finished a set of training, stopped his movements and stood up to soothe his muscles, and said: "The basic salary is not high, Oubaolai is the largest fitness club in Binhai, that is, 3,000 yuan, and other fitness clubs are similar, and some are not as good as Oubaolai." ”

"It's only three thousand."

"Hehe, how much the fitness coach earns, it depends on the personal ability, the main income is the commission, you bring more students, more personal training courses, the more you earn, for example, I take you to train, your personal training money, I divide thirty percent, hehe."

"We have a lot of high-end customers at Oubaolai, and we earn more than other fitness club coaches, so the competition for Oubaolai's coaches is also very fierce, and the coaches of other gyms want to come to our Oubaolai." When Cheng Bo said this, he actually carried a little pride.

"The competition is so fierce, then I may not be able to enter after I take the certificate." Jiang Hao said.

"Hehe, you still have a great chance, because you are handsome, those teachers and grandmothers like you the most." Cheng Bo said with a smile.

Damn, when I'm a face seller or a meat seller.

However, Jiang Hao is indeed a little tempted, how much money is made aside, he originally applied for a three-month card, it cost more than 10,000 yuan, and it will expire in half a month, and if you want to come, you have to renew it, for Jiang Hao, this money is not a small number.

At the beginning, in order to do the task emergency, now let him spend this money, he is also in pain, and he is really reluctant.

If you become a coach yourself, you will save this money, and you can still make money, which is really good.

Otherwise, become a fitness instructor yourself and play with the grandmothers!

Jiang Hao finished practicing physical fitness, rested for a while and came to the fighting training hall, after moving his body, he put on gloves and began to practice boxing against the sandbag, the number of people in the gym gradually increased, Jiang Hao has been here for more than two months, and many people are also familiar with it, so they can't help nodding and saying hello.

"Bang Bang!"

The fist slammed down on the sandbag, making a dull sound, and Jiang Hao felt that this feeling was very steady.

Yes, it's down-to-earth.

He didn't know why he felt that way.

Cheng Bo walked up to Jiang Hao and said, "There are a few people who want to fight, do you want to have one?" ”

Students play sparring, some are coaches, some are sparring between students, depending on the situation, all are voluntary, the coach will also arrange opponents according to the situation of the students, after all, the gap between the students is still very large.

Some have been practicing for two or three years, and some have just learned, if such opponents are arranged together, it is pure bullying.

"Is there a sparring session, I'll participate." Jiang Hao said.

He also wants to have a good fight now.

Several students were divided into groups, and then banged into a fight, to be honest, there was no beauty at all in the novice practice, and there were many mistakes, but the other party was also a novice, and he couldn't catch the mistakes, so it was also a state of parity.

In the end, both of them were so tired that they simply stepped down.

The second group is Jiang Hao and a student who has been practicing for half a year, the other party is about the same height as Jiang Hao, and he is stronger than him, the two looked at each other, and Jiang Hao's eyes slowly became fierce.

"Let's go."

With an order, the other party rushed over and swung his fist at Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao's eyes widened, and he also swung his fist over,

Bang bang bang~

There was no defense, as soon as the two of them got started, they were very ruthless, and when the fist hit the body, Jiang Hao didn't feel pain, he only felt excited, and the punch was even more fierce.

Bang Bang Bang,

Jiang Hao played a set of combination punches, the opponent dodged, Jiang Hao seized the opportunity, an uppercut hit the opponent's chin, the opponent's body was crooked, and he fell to the ground.

"Stop~Stop!"

The coach hurriedly stepped forward to stop Jiang Hao, and walked over to look at the fallen student, "How is it, it's okay." ”

The student shook his head and was still dizzy.

The coach waved his hand to signal that this sparring was over, he didn't want anyone to get hurt, the fight just now was fierce, but it was only a dozen seconds before and after, and Jiang Hao knocked out the opponent.

He had just taken a few punches from his opponent, but he felt very happy, and the little depression that remained in his heart also dissipated with the impact and collision.

"Bang bang."

The surrounding students applauded Jiang Hao's.

Someone else shouted, "Well done." ”

At the beginning of the next game, Cheng Bo leaned over to Jiang Hao and said: "Your boxing skills are growing very fast, fierce enough, I was a little scared of your eyes just now, as if you want to kill someone, your strength is estimated to reach the amateur level." ”

Jiang Hao has really killed people, and there is more than one, so he will naturally carry that murderous aura on his body.

"I didn't play just now, is there anyone still practicing?" Jiang Hao asked.

Cheng Bo was stunned for a moment and said: "There is still Yuan Hong, he is a professional, what, you want to make sandbags." ”

"It's okay, I want to have a good fight today."

"Okay, I'll tell him that he'll be happy to have someone practice with him, but be careful and don't get hurt." Cheng Bo said.

Jiang Hao nodded.

Yuan Hong is not tall, about 1.734 meters, but he is very stocky, with broad shoulders, and his arms, neck, waist, abdomen, and thighs are very thick. This guy is a professional boxer, he has been practicing for two years, he has played professional competitions, of course, the ranking is average, even so, it is professional, amateur can not be compared at all.

The two of them stood opposite each other with protective gear, and the coach looked at Jiang Hao and said: "Pay attention to protect yourself, raise your hands, don't get hurt, use more jabs and less legs, pay attention to controlling the distance when fighting, remember, don't raise your legs high, play fancy and die quickly." ”

As for Yuan Hong, the coach only said, "This is training, be careful not to be too ruthless." ”

It's obviously looking down on people.

"Let's go!"

With the coach's order, Yuan Hong smashed over with a punch, Jiang Hao blocked with both hands, "bang", only felt like he had been hit by a car, and Jiang Hao didn't retreat by himself.

What is fighting, in fact, is nothing more than several aspects, strength, speed, physical strength, suppression strength, and resistance to blows.

Isn't it about the same as game data?

And so it is.