I finally climbed up to the third level of logs by myself, and dared to stand up slowly. I no longer had to lie down in embarrassment like during the day.
Just when she stood firm, she suddenly saw a figure standing below. She was so frightened that she instantly lost her balance and fell straight down.
The safety rope on her body could only ensure safety, but could not reduce any sense of weightlessness. She was so shocked that she fell directly into the arms of the figure below.
There was a familiar voice in my ears, with the quietness of the night: "All your practice in the afternoon was in vain?"
There is no instructor's majesty at this moment.
All the blood in Chen Ninghui's face rushed to her face, and her heartbeat was pounding. In order to cover up her heartbeat, she deliberately complained: "My partner disappeared in the afternoon, and no one practiced with me."
Song Jingye: "Well, your partner is indeed incompetent. Now the instructor will practice with you."
This...fortunately it was night, so I couldn't see her blushing.
Song Jingye had already let go of her and went straight up to the third floor to stand on the logs. He knew that Chen Ning would have no problem returning to the third floor.
Chen Ning climbed up with all her strength. When she reached the third floor, because there was one more person, she was shaking violently and was very unstable. Seeing that she was about to fall down again, Song Jingye next to her stretched out his arms around her waist.
His arms were stronger than a safety rope, and his body was more stable than a pine tree. She was hugged to his side, and her entire weight rested on his body, and she stopped shaking instantly.
"Thank you, uncle." After she calmed down, she blurted out her thanks.
Song Jingye snorted coldly: "You should call me Instructor Song."
He put his hands on her waist, straightened her up and said, "I'll let go, and you can try to see if you can stand firm."
"Okay." Chen Ning stiffened again immediately.
Song Jingye first let go of one hand and warned: "If you want to balance, stand with your feet apart and move your center of gravity down a little. Remember how your legs are exerting force now, and stand according to this feeling next time."
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Chen Ning followed suit and seemed to stand firmer.
Song Jingye then let go of his other hand, "Is that okay?"
"Okay." With his guidance, she knew how to exert strength in her legs, so she stood firmly.
"Now try to reach up with both hands and grab the log above." He was much more patient than during the day and taught her step by step.
But this level is nearly 1.8 meters apart, and she can reach it. If she wants to jump up, it is definitely impossible.
She hung her hands on the log above and looked sideways at Song Jingye, "Uncle, how do you climb up here?" She asked sincerely, she was not a superman, how could she climb up there?
And in private, she couldn't even call him Instructor Song in a serious manner.
Song Jingye stopped fussing with her and let him step on his knee to gain strength like he did during the day.
"Did I step on it?" she said.
"It's not like I haven't stepped on it before."
Chen Ning stepped on his knees and climbed to the upper level with a little force.
Every floor after that was like this, with Song Jingye's strength climbing up. At every floor, when she was about to fall, Song Jingye grabbed her waist and fixed her to him.
Originally, Song Jingye didn't think too much about it. He just saw her practicing here, swaying and not knowing how to do it, so he came over to give her guidance.
But every time he put his arms around her waist, his palms became warm, and when he reached the top, there was almost a thin layer of sweat breaking out in his palms.