Chen Mu found that Teacher Si excitedly.

After understanding it, I realized that things were not as simple as he thought.

In addition to VIP areas, the sparring in ordinary areas is not exclusive to someone, but comes in rotation.

Everyone was in the same room, waiting to call the number before they could be released...uh, come out.

There are also some familiar guests who will call...skilled sparring players help improve the practice effect.

There are a total of 20 sparring trainers in this martial arts hall, including him.

Generally speaking, only when guests are full like today can each sparring player have the turn to play.

Usually only half of the sparring players can be their turn.

In this way, the so-called commission of 1,000 yuan per hour will be a big question mark.

If you don’t appear, you can only get a basic salary of 3,000.

Chen Mu was very depressed after learning about these situations.

He really wants to say that he doesn’t have a commission of 1,000 yuan per hour, just let him play and give him 500 yuan.

It really doesn't work, 300 is OK!

However, this kind of price-smashing behavior can only be thought about in my heart. I can’t cheat others in order to make money!

Under the leadership of Si Nan's assistant, Chen Mu came to the lounge with two sets of training clothes.

There were only four sparring players in the lounge, one was applying stasis cream, two were massaged by each other, and one was closing her eyes to rest. The rest should have all made an announcement... they are on the stage.

Seeing Chen Mu come in, except for the muscular man who closed his eyes and rested, the other three looked at him and looked up and down.

Chen Mu grinned and said, "Hello everyone, my name is Chen Mu!"

The Youth Daily, who applied the stasis cream, said with a smile: "Hello, Luo Zhenfei!"

The other two just nodded and didn't say anything.

Chen Mu found his cabinet, put the things in, and then changed into the training suit.

At this moment, the horn above the head suddenly rang, "No. 17, Area 6."

The muscular man leaning on the recliner chair, closing his eyes to rest, immediately got up and walked out of the lounge quickly.

Luo Zhenfei asked with a smile: "Where did this big brother do it before?"

"Ah?" Chen Mu asked in confusion, then woke up, "Uh... I haven't been a sparring trainer before."

Actually, "he" did it, but that was a long time ago, so long that most of the rules were forgotten.

Luo Zhenfei looked surprised when he heard this, "You haven't done it before? Is it true or false?"

Chen Mu nodded, "Well, what's wrong?"

Luo Zhenfei said speechlessly: "So, you haven't received professional training?"

Chen Mu said strangely: "The sparring staff still need training?"

In my impression, "he" used to be a sparring trainer, but he did not undergo training.

"How fresh!" The freckled man who was massaging his muscles next to him laughed, "Not only do he have to undergo professional training, but he also has the industry's unspoken rules. He will no longer be a sparring trainer if he is over 35 years old."

Chen Mu asked: "Why?"

The freckled man said: "It's still necessary to ask. The sparring trainer is a high-intensity confrontation work. Once he is over 35 years old, the human body's function will drop significantly and he will easily get internal injuries!"

Another muscular man with English letters on his legs also said, "Don't you know that fists are afraid of being strong? How heavy are those student guests? You are a sparring trainer who has not been professionally trained, it is simply a matter of long life!"

Luo Zhenfei nodded, "Not bad! He is really easy to get hurt without mastering professional sparring skills."

"That's it..." After hearing everyone's explanation, Chen Mu finally understood, "Thank you, I understand. Try it first, if it really doesn't work, forget it."

Luo Zhenfei opened his mouth and wanted to persuade Chen Mu, but everyone had just met him, so it was not convenient to say some words.

At this moment, the horn above my head sounded again, "No. 11, Area 3."

The muscular man with letters on his legs immediately stood up and said, "Let's go and chat back."

As soon as he finished speaking, the horn sounded again, "No. 15, Private Room No. 5 on the second floor."

The freckled man immediately stood up and said, "Talk back."

After the two of them left, another strong young man came in at the door, covering his cheeks and "hissing" the air conditioner, "What, this grandson's fists are really heavy!"

Luo Zhenfei smiled and said, "It's the eldest son of the Zhou family again?"

The young man nodded, hummed and sat on the soft chair, took out the ointment and applied it on his face.

It was not until this time that Chen Mu discovered that his left cheek was swollen and tall.

Luo Zhenfei whispered to Chen Mu: "Some customers will use internal energy unknowingly when they take action. You must be careful. If you feel uncomfortable, you should stop immediately and never show off!"

Chen Mu nodded, "Well, I understand! Thank you."

"You're welcome, everyone is here with you."

Luo Zhenfei saw that Chen Mu was "old" and he was still here to be a human sandbag for others. He just sympathized with him, "You must learn to use skillful energy to relieve your strength, and never bear it, as it would be easy to get kicked out of internal injuries..."

Luo Zhenfei told Chen Mu some skills to be a sparring player.

Chen Mu also talked about these things at school, but he had already forgotten them. Now, after Luo Zhenfei said a little, he understood what it means.

At this moment, the horn above my head sounded again, "No. 20, Private Room No. 9 on the second floor."

When Chen Mu heard this, he immediately stood up.

He is the technician No. 20... No, he is a sparring trainer.

"Then I'll go first?"

Luo Zhenfei nodded, "Yes! Go, be careful."

...

Private Room No. 9 on the second floor.

A slightly fat young man was exercising his fists and a beautiful assistant with a pure appearance was waiting outside the court.

"Hello, Mr. Liu, I am Chen Mu, a 20-spaper trainer." Chen Mu knew that the other party's surname was Liu Shengjie,

Seeing Chen Mu's face as vicissitudes, Liu Shengjie frowned and said, "There are no other aids in your martial arts school?"

Chen Mu smiled and said, "Hello Mr. Liu, I'm busy today and I have no other training sessions! Also, do you have any dissatisfaction with me?"

Liu Shengjie...that is, the slightly fat young man said: "I have no intention of ridicule, but looking at you, you should be quite old, right?"

Chen Mu: "A man is a teenager until his death!"

Liu Shengjie, who was originally planning to pick on the trick, couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Okay! Then I'll try your skills. Let me tell you that my fists are very heavy."

"Welcome to the test clock. By the way, I'm very struggling too." After that, Chen Mu grinned and went to get the protective gear.

Actually, he doesn't want to wear any protective gear, but he's just going to work on the first day, so he's keeping a little low for the time being.

"Sweep left and right, are you ready?"

Chen Mu nodded, moved his hands and legs down a little, and held it sideways.

"Ha!" Liu Shengjie shouted loudly, and the middle whip leg of his right foot was swept across with a whistling sound.

"Pong!"

With a crisp sound, the whip leg was in the center of the right leg target.

A cold mechanical sound followed by Chen Mu's ears.

【Attacked, power transfer -140, impact force transfer -123, power +4, speed +3】

Chen Mu was secretly surprised that these professional warriors were indeed one world and one foot, and they could easily beat the digits of one foot.

But it's still a bit worse than Cheese Nan.

Chen Mu shook his upper body and then immediately stood firm.

"Hey, it's not bad. Come again!" Seeing Chen Mu's reaction, Liu Shengjie's eyes lit up, and then he swept over with another whip leg.

"Pong!"

【Attacked, power transfer-112, impact force transfer-98, physique +3】

"Pong!"

【Attacked, power transfer -82, impact force transfer -78, heart strength +2】

"Whip the legs!"

Chen Mu immediately transferred the fist target to his head.

However, because Chen Mu raised his legs a little high, Liu Shengjie kicked his shoulder hard.

A bang!

【As attacked, internal force transfer -159, impact force transfer -117, damage force transfer -79, internal force +3, impact resistance +2, bone marrow strength +2】
To be continued...