Chapter 753: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (16)

Li Nanheng watched them until the training was over and the players were disbanded. The man's dark eyes swept across the crowd, and finally fixed on Feng Ling.

Feng Ling walked up to Han Jin as if he didn't see him, "Deputy instructor, I'm here for training on the first day, where should I live in the future?"

Han Jin paused, hesitated for a moment, and thought that the base members of the first team usually lived in the buildings behind. He just wanted to make a phone call to ask which room still had beds, but he suddenly saw Li Nanheng's figure come over.

"Boss." Han Jin quickly turned around and looked at Li Nanheng.

Nanheng didn't respond, but when he approached, he tilted his head and lit a cigarette, his hand was casually inserted in his trouser pocket, the cigarette was in his mouth, there was a faint smoke lingering in front of his stern face, and his neat black hair was covered The wind blows a little messy, but it adds a bit of wildness that is not easy to provoke. The handsome profile of the ancient Roman god of war in the oil painting of the ancient century is so close in the smoke, and Han Jin and Xiao Xu who are standing aside can see Even big men have to secretly think that Boss Li really is the legendary man who seduces people.

Fortunately, there are no women in this base, and even the cooks in the cafeteria of the base are men, otherwise Boss Li would probably be eaten by women sooner or later.

"What do you need to do with the assistant instructor?" Nan Heng asked, obviously referring to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling just replied lightly: "Well, I have something to do." After finishing speaking, he continued to face Han Jin and asked, "Where do I live?"

Nan Heng, who was completely ignored, took the cigarette from his lips calmly, and gave him another cold glance.

The young man was wearing a newly issued black combat uniform, and his face, which was still indistinguishable from male and female, looked radiant because of such suitable equipment, and it was even more handsome, especially the shadow under the black hair fell in a pair of eyes, It seems to have a little faint light that is intriguing.

Realizing that he had inadvertently watched a thirteen-year-old brat so engrossed, Nan Heng squinted his eyes again, and turned his attention to a few buildings not far away: "Han Jin, arrange a private room for him, He is young, and his body is much thinner than many of the members, so he will probably be eaten alive by those little brothers in a few days if he lives in the dormitory, let him live alone first, and then we will talk about it after adapting to life in the base for a while."

When Feng Ling heard this, he took a serious look at Nan Heng: "Thank you, Boss."

It is relatively convenient for her to live alone. Whether she is taking a bath or wrapping her chest cloth every day, she can have her own space, and she doesn't need to avoid others, and she doesn't need to be too careful to cover up.

Nan Heng didn't respond, flicked the cigarette butt with his slender fingers, then lowered his eyes to glance at the clothes on her body and the black boots under her feet,

A cold sentence spit out: "Thirteen years old, your height is not very good. After you have been in the base for five years, you may not even be able to reach 1.7 meters. You can be regarded as the first dwarf in the XI base so far. , if it weren't for your speed and agility to be considered qualified, I'm afraid you wouldn't have the qualifications to stand here."

After hearing what he said, Feng Ling couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "So in Boss Li's eyes, whether one's skill is good or not depends on one's height?"

Nan Heng finally met her cold eyes, with a slight coldness in his eyes: "With your small body, what advantages do you have besides being quick to move? There is really a strong man of two or three hundred catties standing in front of you. Gestures, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist a shoulder throw to the other party. Fastness and ruthlessness are just forms, and physical endurance is the most basic. If you don't even meet the basic physical fitness standards, you will be delusional that you can win in XI. Based on the base, I am afraid that I think too highly of myself."

physical fitness.

This is indeed Feng Ling's weakest item so far.

Compared to girls, her strength is Kongwu powerful, but compared to boys of the same age, she is indeed much weaker.

The most basic disparity between men and women is in strength and physical fitness.

"I'm just young. In another three to five years, the boss will just wait and see." Feng Ling curled his lips, but the smile in his eyes was obviously just an expression that he wanted to leave, and it didn't really reach the bottom of his heart.

Nan Heng looked at him lightly, and repeated in an indifferent voice: "In three to five years, will it be 1.7 meters?"

"Even if you're not 1.7 meters tall, I can definitely stand up to you, Boss Li." Feng Ling's face was light and handsome, and he leaned forward slightly, approaching Nan Heng. His eyes were like stars in a dark night. His eyes just looked at him like this, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Or, after three or five years, Boss Li is afraid that I will really throw you over your shoulder casually, afraid that I will lose face at that time?"

Nan Heng was expressionless, seeing the young man's fair and tender skin that was clearer than a woman's, seeing the young man's face approaching wantonly like this, breathing in the faint smell of body wash on the young man's body, inexplicably permeating the fragrance Silky sweet.

What's more, the young man's slightly hooked lips were slightly powdered, and his thin lips, which had never been applied with any skin care products or make-up products, had a natural and natural clean color, silently as if carrying a certain temptation.

Facing a mere thirteen-year-old boy, Nan Heng was indifferent in his old clothes, but his eyes glanced at Feng Ling's chest again.

The chest is flat.

His figure also looked stronger than he imagined.

It's completely two people with the one in the steam room.

Oh shit.

It's okay to dream at night.

Facing a teenage brat in broad daylight, he still has a f-cking desire to strip him off and see clearly.

In my heart, I already doubted whether it was because I lacked a woman that I would inexplicably flirt with a child with long, thin skin and tender flesh. There is only a smile in the eyes, but the smile is so indifferent that people can't figure it out, and the black eyes are full of warnings: "You want to throw me? Then you may have to sleep for 24 hours in the past three to five years." Don't be slack in training, otherwise, if I can't move even one of my fingers, the brothers in the base will laugh at me for years."

Feng Ling noticed that his eyes glanced at her chest just now, but her face remained unchanged, as if she patted her chest casually, as if she was patting dust casually, and the patting continued like this , making people see more clearly the flatness on her chest.

Without the slightest bit of fear, she looked at Nan Heng's calm and indifferent eyes again: "Then we'll see when the time comes."

The current physical fitness is not enough, it does not mean that she will not be good in the future.

It's fun to be challenging.

Originally, Feng Ling just wanted to find a suitable place for herself to survive, food and shelter were enough, but today it was considered rare that she suddenly had something she particularly wanted to do.

For example, one day in the future, give Li Nanheng an over-the-shoulder throw, and let him fall hard at his feet.

What an interesting goal.