Chen Feng demonstrated the "Dawai Ke" action twice. Yang Sirui endured the fear of being thrown and pretended to be very brave.

"When I pull you hard, your body should be as steady as possible. Your steps are too empty and you don't have the strength."

As he said this, he changed his name, "Xiao Che, come here."

The quiet boy stood up and walked opposite Chen Feng.

Chen Feng grabbed his sleeve with one hand and his clothes with the other. Thinking that he was so thin, he was probably more likely to be thrown to the ground than Yang Sirui. Unexpectedly, he was unexpectedly energetic.

"Very good, Sirui, have you seen it? Xiao Che did a good job. At the beginning, few people had such a sense of balance."

He then said: "This is judo. When the opponent's power is transmitted, he must also convey it back accordingly, instead of waiting like wood to be thrown."

"Wow, Brother Che is so awesome!" Xiao Kexi applauded.

Yang Sirui felt that he had lost face in front of Kexi, and clenched his fists in anger, "Coach, can you let us practice by ourselves?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng felt that his first move had been taught almost. "Okay, let's practice in groups."

"I want to be with Xiao Che!"

Yang Sirui stared at Xiao Che aggressively.

Chen Feng saw that they were the same age and had similar heights and shapes, so he had no objection, "Yes."

"Wu Haotian and Wu Haoran are in the same group."

Yang Sicheng was left very happy, "Are I the same group as Kexi?"

"No, wait until your brother and Xiao Che have finished practicing with each other, and then practice with one of them."

Hearing an answer that was different from what I expected, Yang Sicheng said in a lost tone, pouting with hopelessness.

Kexi raised his hand, "Uncle Coach, what about Kexi?"

"Koxi is still young, just look at them practicing. Master theoretical knowledge first, and then learn it later."

"Ah? Why?"

"They boys are quite strong. Yang Sicheng is eleven years old, five years older than you, and much taller than you. You two can't cooperate with each other to practice."

The girl's big eyes looked at the coach with grievance, "But Kexi wants to practice..."

Chen Feng couldn't resist Kexi's gaze attack and kept scratching his head, "Uh, this, Kexi, it's not that uncle doesn't let you practice, you're too young."

He walked up to the girl, squatted down and touched her head, "It hurts to be thrown to the ground."

Xiao Mengbao tilted his little head in confusion, "The coach uncle clearly told Brother Sirui that it didn't hurt."

"Because he is a boy, but Koxi is a girl."

"Koxi doesn't understand the difference between boys and girls, but Koxi feels that he is no worse than a boy."

Her voice is soft and soft, with a little tits, sweet and cute, and she sounds like a little baby who has not been weaned yet.

Alas! Such a baby is so cute that he was thrown to the ground by a boy? Chen Feng had already imagined Kexi's crying look.

He kept scratching his head again, feeling almost in a dilemma.

On the one hand, she was worried that Kexi was injured, but on the other hand, she didn't want her self-esteem to be hit.

Seeing that the coach uncle had a face that was entangled into bitter gourd, Mu Kexi decided not to make things difficult for him anymore, so he gave in: "Okay, okay, but Xi listened to coach uncle, just don't practice."

Not only Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but the man hiding outside secretly also breathed a sigh of relief.

Mujahngo was cheating today.

Generally, fighting scenes take a long time to finish, and a few minutes of shots often take one or two days to achieve the director's satisfactory effect.

Today, Mujago shot two consecutive games, one outdoor and the other indoor games. Li Zicong thought it was about to be taken until the early morning, but he didn't expect that Djago would take pictures in an amazing state in the afternoon.

Hearing Director Li say "OK", Django took off his makeup and changed his clothes, and left the crew and rushed to Muzhai.

However, when he arrived, Kexi was no longer there.

With Mujajango's various coercion and inducement, both soft and hard, and both kindness and power, the poor Li Deshen had to give him the address of the Judo Pavilion.

He was wearing an exaggerated large-brimmed hat and sunglasses that could cover half of his face, and hid outside the dojo and peeked.

Not only did he peek, he also took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

Although I disagree with Kexi's learning judo, Kexi looks so cute when wearing a judo suit! So cute!

Hearing Li Feng ask Kexi to watch from the side and not participate in the exercise, he secretly praised the coach for being very nice!

Musenian also had cat cakes, so he asked Kexi to practice judo, but he also found that boy Xiao Che.

Inside the small dojo.

Yang Sirui wanted to throw Xiao Che to the ground, but no matter how hard he tried, Xiao Che stood steadily.

He had no chance to sweep him with his legs.

Feeling Kexi watching from the side, his face turned red and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Brother, come on! Kick him with your legs!" Yang Sicheng, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but cheer for his brother.

"Not bad, Xiao Che," Chen Feng directed Yang Sirui, "What is judo? The key is the word 'soft', don't use brute force."

He continued: "Sirui, you have to find a way to squeeze the center of gravity on Xiao Che's right leg, and then move your left foot to the outside of Xiao Che's right foot. No, your body should be as close as possible to him..."

Yang Sirui was so tired that he had no strength. "Coach, I can't pull him, he kept hiding."

"Brother, let me do it!" Yang Sicheng volunteered to step forward, "I will definitely let him fall to the ground."

Seeing that Yang Sirui's speed was getting slower and slower and his strength was getting smaller and smaller, Chen Feng nodded, "Okay, you can go with Sicheng."

Although Yang Sirui was very unwilling to give up, he still couldn't knock Xiao Che down after several rounds of work. The leg sweeping action was lost again and again. He was panting violently and had no strength to continue competing.

I thought he had consumed most of Xiao Che's physical strength, and my younger brother Sicheng should be able to knock him down easily. I didn't expect that Xiao Che was like a stubborn stone standing there...

The Wu family's twin brothers were originally practicing at another place, but later they saw that their eldest cousin and the younger cousin could not throw Xiao Che to the ground, so they couldn't help but surround him and wanted to try.

The result can be imagined, both failed.

When Chen Feng first saw Xiao Che, he felt that the boy was too delicate and his skeleton was thin. He thought he was weak, but he didn't expect that he was a good seedling.

"Okay, no one wants to challenge Xiao Che again, right? Now, Xiao Che is replaced as the attacking party..."

Before he could finish his words, a sweet and glutinous "I" suddenly rang.

"Ah? Kesi?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the little girl.

Xiao Kexi raised her hands high with white lotus roots and jumped excitedly on the spot, "Kexi wants to challenge Brother Che!"

"Koxi, you are much shorter than Xiao Che, it's impossible." said Wu Haoran, the brother among the twins.

Wu Haotian echoed: "Yes, but Xi, you are too short to catch his clothes."

"Kexi is not short," the cute baby pouted his pink little mouth without opening, "Kexi can catch it."
Chapter completed!