The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

Ten minutes have passed.

"Sister He, next we'll do a movement that's especially good for the cervical spine—the fish pose half body."

Lin Feng sat on the mat, his legs together and stretched forward. Then he slowly leaned back, supporting himself on his elbows, pushing his chest upward, and gently touching the ground with the top of his head.

He Qianwen did as he said. When she leaned back, her elbows touched the ground, but her chest couldn't push up, and her head didn't touch the ground.

Lin Feng got up from his mat, walked over and squatted down next to her. He put one hand under her back to support her thoracic spine, and the other hand held the back of her head.

"Inhale, push your chest up, and imagine someone is pulling you up from the very center of your chest with a string."

When the palms supported her thoracic spine and pushed her upwards, He Qianwen's chest suddenly lifted up.

Lin Feng's gaze shifted from her chest to her chin and throat.

Gently place the top of your head on the ground, without pressing down. Direct your breath into your throat.

He gently guided He Qianwen's head back.

When the top of my head hit the mat, my throat was fully opened, and my neck was stretched into a long, flat arc.

She held this position for several breaths.

"Hold it for half a minute."

He Qianwen's breathing became deep and long in this position. Her chest opened wider and wider, rising with each inhale and sinking slightly with each exhale.

Half a minute has passed.

"Exhale, slowly lower your body back to the supine position."

He Qianwen lay flat on the mat. Her chest was still rising and falling slightly, and her forehead was covered in sweat.

I lay there with my eyes closed for a while, then opened them and touched my throat.

"It seems like this place... is now open."

"The fish pose is especially effective for forward head posture and rounded back. But after you finish, you must do a reverse movement to balance it out." Lin Feng lay down on the mat next to her. "When you inhale, push your hips up and bring your chest towards your chin."

He Qianwen followed the instructions, but her posture was still not correct.

Lin Feng sat up from his cushion and knelt down beside her. He placed his hands on either side of her hip bones and lifted her entire buttocks upwards.

"A little higher. Imagine your hip bones are being lifted towards the ceiling by two hands."

His palms cupped her hip bones, his ten fingers wedged the edges of the bones on either side of her hips, and he pulled upwards with force.

He lifted He Qianwen's buttocks to a higher position, increasing the angle between her thighs and torso, and stretching her entire body from her knees to her shoulders into a slanted straight line.

His glutes, encased in dark purple yoga pants, were taut in his palm. The two muscles twitched slightly as he exerted force.

"Hold for five breaths."

He Qianwen maintained the bridge pose.

Five breaths have passed. "Exhale, let your spine return to the ground vertebra by vertebra."

He Qianwen's spine slowly slid back onto the mat. When her buttocks finally landed, she collapsed onto the mat, panting heavily.

His forehead was covered in sweat, and strands of hair clung to his temples and cheeks.

Lin Feng took a clean towel from the side and handed it to her. He Qianwen took it and wiped the sweat from her face, then put the towel on her forehead, closed her eyes, and lay down for a while.

"Teacher Lin."

"Um?"

"You're different from other yoga teachers."

Lin Feng sat on the cushion next to her and took a sip of water. "What's different?"

He Qianwen took the towel off her forehead and turned to look at him. "Other teachers just lead the students through the movements in class, and they don't really care whether I do them correctly or not."

Lin Feng put down the mineral water bottle. "Every member who comes to class has a different physical condition. Some have anterior pelvic tilt, some have uneven shoulders, and some have forward head posture. If you don't make targeted adjustments, just doing the standard movements won't improve the fundamental problems even after a year."

He Qianwen looked at the way he spoke.

His eyes were serious, and his brows were slightly furrowed, a stark contrast to the boy who blushed and pulled his hand away when her chest touched his wrist earlier.

I sat up from the mat and folded the towel, placing it beside me. "Let's continue. How much time do we have?"

Lin Feng glanced at the clock on the wall. "About twenty minutes left."

"Then let's hurry."

Over the next twenty minutes, Raymond Lam led her through a series of exercises targeting her shoulders, neck, and upper back.

He stood beside her for every movement, adjusting her position hand in hand.

After the workout, He Qianwen found that her shoulders were much more relaxed. She had done these exercises with that female teacher before, but she had never felt this way before.

The last ten minutes are for relaxation poses.

Lie on your back and twist, holding each side for two minutes, then relax.

Lin Feng sat on the edge of the cushion, watching the rhythm of her breathing. Judging from the rise and fall of her chest, she had indeed relaxed.

The shoulders were about a finger's width lower than when I first entered, and the muscle lines on both sides of my neck were much softer.

I did the long rest for five minutes.

"Sister He, you can wake up slowly now. Move your fingers and toes, stretch, and then slowly sit up on your side."

After sitting up, He Qianwen stretched her neck. Then she raised her shoulders, shrugged, and lowered them again. She looked up at herself in the mirror.

He looks much more energetic.

He Qianwen stood up from the mat, walked to the wall, picked up her towel and wiped her neck, then turned around to look at Lin Feng.

"Ms. Lin, how many days a week do you work?"

"I'm still on probation, so my class schedule isn't fixed. If you'd like to book a class, Ms. He, you can talk to Xiao Wei at the front desk, and she'll arrange it."

He Qianwen draped the towel over her shoulder, walked up to him, and had to tilt her head slightly to see his eyes.

"I'll come visit you again next time, okay?"

As she finished speaking, a smile curved her lips. Then she turned and walked towards the door, her hips, encased in dark purple yoga pants, swaying gently from side to side with each step.

She paused at the doorway and turned her head. "Oh, right, Teacher Lin."

Lin Feng raised his head.

"You taught really well." The tone was different when she said this. "See you next time!"

After the door closed, Lin Feng slumped into a chair in the rest area.

He tilted his head back, picked up the mineral water bottle on the table, unscrewed the cap, and gulped down half of it.

After finishing half a bottle of water, I put the bottle on the table and let out a long sigh.

worn out.

It wasn't physical exhaustion, it was mental exhaustion.

Put down the water bottle, stand up and walk into the changing room, take off your white yoga clothes that are soaked with sweat and throw them into the recycling bin.

After changing into my own T-shirt and pants and washing my face, I finally felt much refreshed.

When he walked to the front desk, Xiaowei was tidying up the registration forms on the table. She looked up and smiled when she saw him.

"How was it? First day of class?"

Lin Feng scratched the back of his head. "It's alright. Sister He said she'll schedule another class with me next time."

Xiao Wei raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise in her smile. "Sister He is notoriously picky; she replaced that female teacher after only two months. You won her over on the very first day?"

Lin Feng didn't know how to respond, so he could only scratch the back of his head again.

Xiao Wei chuckled and stopped teasing him. "Alright, go back now. You have a class tomorrow afternoon. I'll send the customer information to your phone tonight."