After returning from the yoga studio, Gao Wen went directly into the room. She and her colleagues went out to eat barbecue at noon today and could not eat again in the evening.

She made herself some cereal and began to sort out the knowledge points and take lecture notes.

In the past, she had studied with the teacher, and indeed she had learned a lot, but she had never tried to teach. The practice during this period had made her body improve by leaps and bounds, but it was still far from what she wanted. Practice takes time.

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However, her system and knowledge points are definitely up to par.

After eight o'clock, Gao Wen rolled out the yoga mat, played music, and started practicing.

Fang Han stood in front of her room door and lingered for nearly ten minutes, listening to the soft music inside, and walked back and forth a few times. When the music stopped, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Wait a minute." Her clear and soothing voice came from inside.

After a while, the door was opened, and Fang Han looked at Gao Wen in front of him, his expression dazed for a moment.

She must have been exercising just now. She wore a white short-sleeved shirt on her upper body, her face was slightly red, there were tiny beads of sweat on her forehead, and her slender jade-white neck was also sheathed with water.

"Want to eat cherries?" Fang Han's hanging fingers were bent unnaturally, and he handed over the box of cherries with his other hand, looking away as much as possible not to look at her.

"Did you buy this from the fruit shop downstairs?" Gao Wen looked at the packaging box and asked him.

"Well, today's ones look very fresh, so I bought some and gave you half." He actually didn't like eating these fruits, but she liked them better, so he bought some for her.

"Did you buy a pound?"

"It's more than half a catty. Because I can't bear to store it, I want to buy it after eating it."

"There's more than half a catty in it." Gao Wen exposed him.

"You eat more, I'll wash it." Fang Han was not embarrassed and handed the box to her generously.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

Fang Han turned around, unable to stop the corners of his mouth from turning up, and walked towards his room with a smile.

Gao Wen closed the door, put the box on the desk, opened the lid, looked at the fresh cherries, pursed her red lips tightly, and then sighed.

Imported cherries are not cheap this season.

Fang Han's job salary can only be considered average among alumni of the same class. The advantage is that the work intensity is not high, he commutes to and from get off work on time, he can have two days off on weekends, and rarely works overtime.

He is very satisfied with this job. The five insurances and one housing fund are paid at the highest level, and there are performance bonuses. I heard from seniors that the year-end bonus is nearly 100,000 yuan, which fully meets his consumption needs.

Fang Han himself didn't have much. He liked reading and studying. After Gao Wen came, he lived a more fulfilling life. From time to time, he could invite her to have dinner and wash her cherries for a long time.

However, he found that Gao Wen seemed to be very busy. On a weekend morning, he saw her walking out. He wanted to ask her to have breakfast, but found that she was about to go out.

"Do you want to work overtime?" Fang Han asked.

"No, I want to go to the yoga studio. They have arranged trial classes. If possible, they will arrange classes for me later and I can work part-time." Gao Wen said truthfully.

"Are you coming back at noon? We can have dinner together."

"Let's take a look. I'll call you when I get back." Gao Wen opened the door and said to him with a smile.

"OK."

…

As soon as Gao Wen left, Fang Han looked at the closed door, frowning slightly, feeling thoughtful.

Is it because of financial pressure that she wants to work part-time? If she continues to rent the house after it expires, it may cost about 4,000 yuan a month.

The rent reduction for this house was because the colleague at that time needed to buy a tablet, and he happened to have one that was unused, so he gave it to him. It was converted into money, and he was eager to rent it, so he reduced the rent by one thousand per month.

He thought it was a good deal, so he let her rent it. He didn't know if it would cause a financial burden to her.

Fanying Yoga Studio.

When Gao Wen went there, the doors of the private training and small class classrooms were closed. There were no big classes scheduled in the yoga studio on Sunday morning, and there were no teachers. There were only five students who came to practice together.

"You go to change clothes first, and I'll give them a shoulder and neck conditioning class later, okay?" the front desk asked Gao Wen.

The basic movements for shoulder and neck conditioning are not very difficult. Members can practice just those few movements and there will be no objections at all.

"Okay." Gao Wen nodded, took her bag and went to the dressing room.

Members in the large classroom heard that there was a teacher in this class, but they did not practice by themselves. Some were pressing their legs, some were doing planks, and some were holding rollers to relax their leg muscles.

Those who still come to class without a teacher are generally old members who have some self-discipline.

"Who is the teacher today?" One of the short-haired mothers asked the elder sister next to her. Her child was watching cartoons outside, waiting for her to finish class.

"It must be a new teacher, come for a trial class." The aunt said calmly, then switched to the other leg and was slowly pressing down.

As soon as she finished speaking, Gao Wen came in from the door. She wore a white top and vest, and pink tight yoga pants on her lower body, which fully showed off her curves.

Gao Wen tied up all her hair, revealing a delicate and small face, with delicate eyebrows and soft lips. Her collarbones were fair and graceful, her figure was slender, and her legs were straight and well-proportioned.

Her skin is as white as jade, and her whole body is in perfect condition.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to her, and they instantly felt that she was pleasing to the eye. That was what they ideally looked like.

However, looking at that face, he is still very young.

This industry is a mixed bag. Some teachers who have just graduated from training classes dare to come out to teach people after just a few months of training. The old members are very selective about teachers, and after following them for a while, they have a good idea.

Gao Wen walked aside and connected her phone to Bluetooth first. Soft music sounded in the classroom. She was actually very nervous. She quietly took a few breaths, walked over and sat on the yoga mat, briefly introduced herself, and then said: "

We started the class. Everyone put two yoga blocks side by side and simply sat on the yoga blocks."

Amidst the soft music, several members had just sat down when they suddenly noticed that Gao Wen's tone of voice had changed. He had been a little gentle before, but now he was serious. The smiles on his faces had all disappeared, and several members had become serious.

Gao Wen's voice was gentle, and she slowly guided her: "Put the highest point of your ischium on the yoga block, put your hands on both sides of your knees, slightly draw in your lower abdomen, and move your chin parallel to the back -"

The receptionist walked to the door of the large classroom and looked at the several members surrounding Gao Wen. They closed their eyes and were following each other's instructions.

Gao Wen's voice is still coming: "Push your spine upward from the position of the tailbone, imagine looking for the ceiling with the top of your head, adjust your breathing, and focus on your breathing."

"Breathe deeply and extend your spine up again, a little more, a little more."

"Exhale gently and let your sit bones sink down."

…

The receptionist looked at Gao Wen and saw that her appearance had changed in class. She seemed to have a system, which should be okay, and she didn't look like a half-hearted person.

Yoga teachers often come here to apply for part-time jobs, but the store manager doesn't come either. He tells her to stay if she can and arranges classes for her when there is a shortage.

She didn't look anymore, turned around and went to the front desk to play with her phone.

The class in the classroom was still going on. Gao Wen stood up and walked among the members. Her red lips were slightly parted and she tried to make the introductory words as simple as possible: "Breathe in. When you breathe, lower your shoulders and lower your belly."

Suck it thin, and the chin extends far away—and again.”

She raised her tone slightly: "Keep it." She began to count down, "Eight, seven, six -" and then added, "Clamp your head with your elbows, then bring your hands together in the middle, and put your hands together."

The short-haired mother couldn't raise her hands, and she was waving her two paws above her head, making herself laugh. She was about to get up and give up, when Gao Wen walked over, took her hand, and lifted it up gently.

She frowned in pain.

"Breathe in." Gao Wen's words came over her head.

She took a breath, and someone pressed down on her shoulders. Gao Wen's slowly coaxing voice came again: "Let your armpits look for cushions, and then go down a little."

Mommy grimaced in pain and kept saying, "I can't do it."

"Breathe." Gao Wen's voice came again, "Breathe." Before he finished speaking, he exerted force on his hand again.

"It hurts - it hurts -" her voice was trembling, and she was pressed against the mat, and she was sweating.

She just started, so she wouldn't be so ruthless.

"Keep it." Gao Wen had no expression on her face as she stood up and walked to another member.

This aunt has been practicing for several years, and her body is relatively flexible. She quickly pressed down. Gao Wen continued to count down: "Five - four -, slowly lower your elbows."

In the end, Bao's mother didn't persist to the end. She lay on the yoga mat, panting, looking at the aunt next to her, and then at Gao Wen, who looked uncertain.

This teacher looks young, but he seems to be a different person in class. He seems to be a practicing master, with such a hard heart.

Gao Wen asked them to change their posture again, asking them to press their elbows and rest on the yoga bricks. Those with tight shoulders and backs would already feel pain in their shoulder joints when they turned around.

Bao's mother turned around carefully, and when she saw Gao Wen coming over, she quickly said, "I'm in great pain, don't press me."

Gao Wen: "Your body is crooked."

Bao's mother twisted her body in cooperation with Gao Wen. The other person put his hand on her leg, and her facial features twisted together. She said worriedly and fearfully: "You won't crush me, will you? It hurts so much."

He is young and doesn't know how much experience he has.

Gao Wen stopped his hand, looked into her eyes, and spoke softly and firmly: "I promise you won't be hurt, just follow my strength and relax."

Looking at her clean, beautiful and serious face, Bao's mother's feet were pressed down a little, and she gritted her teeth in pain: "You have to make sure I don't get hurt."

Gao Wen didn't answer, but reminded: "Breathe in."

She breathed.

"Huh -" Gao Wen pressed her hand for a while, and said softly when she stood up, "It's very standard."

Bao's mother was sweating profusely in pain, but when she thought of being praised, she retracted her intention to give up and gritted her teeth again.

No, she has to hold on for one more second, and another second. After all, her posture is standard and she doesn't need to practice more.

The class was very fast, and towards the end, Gao Wen got up to draw the curtains, turn off the lights, and perform the final resting technique of yoga.

After class, several people were packing up teaching aids, and Bao's mother came over to help Gao Wen pack away the things.

"Thank you." Gao Wen was turning off the music and thanked her with a smile.

"By the way." Seeing her smile again, Bao's mother rubbed her shoulders, "Don't tell me, it hurt during practice, but now my shoulders feel a little lighter."

Gao Wen: "The shoulders are a bit tight, I just need to practice more and it will be fine."

Bao's mother walked to the teaching aids room and whispered to her aunt: "She doesn't even laugh in class. I'm embarrassed to laugh, so I can only endure it."

"She is a bit serious and responsible, and her movements are well connected." The aunt put the teaching aids away and walked out.

Bao's mother said yes to each other when she saw him, so that should be fine, but she didn't quite understand.

When the receptionist saw them coming out, he smiled and asked, "How was today's class?"

"Okay, I have a small class for free." The aunt drank water, her expression showing satisfaction, "What class does this teacher teach?"

There are only five people in the small class class, and the pay-per-view fee can provide such good assistance, which is considered a profit.

The receptionist said vaguely: "I don't know, the class schedule hasn't been arranged yet."

"Oh." The aunt didn't ask any more questions.

When they left, Gao Wen came out. The receptionist looked at his phone and looked up at her: "Can you do Pilates and aerial yoga?"

Gao Wen nodded.

"I'll let you know when the store manager arranges classes, and we'll agree with you on the time." The front desk also told her the basic situation, "Now we can only schedule large classes for you, and each large class costs 150.

Can you accept this price?"

Gao Wen: "Okay."

"Then we'll contact you then."

…

Gao Wen changed her clothes and walked around the square after coming out of the yoga studio, but did not go back immediately.

The receptionist didn't seem to have studied yoga and didn't understand many things. Moreover, her assessment was very casual. It felt like she was just looking for a part-time job to take a big class.

There is a phenomenon of prevarication and deception of members of large courses.

In this case, they can schedule classes according to their mood. Depending on which old teacher they like, they may arrange a few more classes. After all, the requirements are not high and there are many part-time teachers.

Gao Wen was walking and saw another gym. She walked in with the attitude of giving it a try: "Hello, are you recruiting yoga teachers here?"

She had heard before that gyms would also offer yoga classes to members.

"How many years have you studied?"

"Five years."

There happened to be a female coach in the gym, and the manager asked Gao Wen to give her a trial class.

"You can try the class for twenty minutes," the manager said.

Many things related to fitness are similar. When Gao Wen was giving lessons to a female instructor, the other person looked at her slender figure and sighed: "I would have known that I would learn yoga."

"Huh?" Why?

"The girls who come from your yoga studio are all slim and tall, while the girls who come from our gym are a bit strong." She said that she touched her arm and exposed the muscles, and she couldn't help but laugh.

Gao Wen didn't think so. She just looked at the coaches in the gym, all of them had abdominal muscles and chest muscles, and fell into silence.

The female coach added: "Our gym is short of a yoga teacher, but this is not our main course. The class is very easy, just take them to play, but the money is also low, one hundred yuan per class."

In this way, Gao Wen got her first part-time job, taking yoga classes in the gym.

When leaving the square, Gao Wen sent a message to Fang Han: Have you eaten?

Fang Han quickly replied: No, where do you want to eat?

After he replied to the message, the other party didn't reply to him again. For ten minutes or twenty minutes, Gao Wen still didn't reply. He was a little worried, so he called her.

"Hello?" Gao Wen's soft voice came, "I'm almost home."

Fang Han walked out of the room and heard the door open. Gao Wen walked in with a bright smile on his face: "I bought the barbecued pork and roasted goose from that restaurant, as well as an egg and fried cucumber."

"Why did you go by yourself?" He was a little confused and hurriedly went to pick her up.

"I stopped by when I came back. Let's eat together. To celebrate I found my first part-time job." She seemed to be in a good mood.

Fang Han put the food on the dining table, turned around and went to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks: "What part-time job?"

Gao Wen sat on a chair: "I work as a yoga teacher in a gym. I go to class on Tuesday and Thursday nights for just one hour."

"So awesome?" Fang Han walked out with bowls and chopsticks in his hands, full of smiles, looked at her, and felt good from the bottom of his heart.

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