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

After washing up and changing into clean clothes, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and headed out. The subway wasn't crowded. Leaning against the carriage wall, he took out his phone to check the messages. Shen Qianqian hadn't replied yet; she was probably still asleep.

I arrived at Forest Peninsula at 9:00 AM, 10 minutes to nine. I swiped my card to enter the gate and took the elevator straight to the third floor.

Xiao Wei was already organizing the appointment forms at the front desk. She looked up and waved to him when she saw him.

Standing next to her was a woman in a club uniform, her black overalls neat and capable, with a slim waist and long legs, her hair meticulously pinned up. Her features weren't strikingly beautiful, but they were pleasing to the eye, and a polite, aloof smile played on her lips.

"This is Sister Wang, she's in charge of Yoga Room Number One. You haven't met her yet." Xiao Wei then pointed to Lin Feng, "Sister Wang, this is Lin Feng."

The other person nodded at him, quickly scanning him up and down, and said in a neutral tone, "Good morning. I heard you got promoted, congratulations."

"Thank you, Sister Wang."

Wang Wenwen picked up the coffee cup on the table, turned around and walked towards the other end of the corridor. Her straight back quickly disappeared around the corner.

Xiao Wei leaned closer and whispered, "Sister Wang doesn't talk much, but she's actually a very nice person. It's just that you took over Yang Ru's classes, which might make her a little unhappy, since Yang Ru has been with her for almost a year. But don't take it to heart; the members chose their own instructors, so it's not your fault."

Lin Feng nodded and turned to walk towards Yoga Room No. 3.

After changing into clean white yoga clothes, he stood in the center of the mat and adjusted his breathing. Before long, the door was gently pushed open.

He Qianwen walked in, wearing a dark blue yoga outfit. The top was made of mesh panels, with thin straps crisscrossing at the shoulders and neck. The fabric was soft and comfortable against the skin, making her shoulders and neck appear exceptionally graceful. Her fair skin glowed softly in the light. The simple design accentuated her figure, highlighting her slender waist and abdomen, and smooth lines in her hips and legs, giving her a mature and gentle charm.

"Good morning, Teacher Lin." He Qianwen walked to the mat, bent down to put down the sports water bottle, and as she bent over, her back stretched out a smooth arc along her spine, with neat and beautiful lines.

"Good morning, Sister He. Let's start today with a neck and shoulder warm-up."

He Qianwen stood facing the mirror, her posture relaxed.

Lin Feng led her through a set of shoulder and neck rotations, then transitioned to the cat-cow pose to activate her spine. While doing the exercises, he noticed that her right shoulder blade was still slightly higher than her left, but it was much better than last time.

"Sister He, have you been doing what I told you, getting up and moving around every hour lately?"

He Qianwen looked up from her cat-cow pose, smiled at him, and said with a hint of guilt in her eyes, "I forget when I get busy. Meetings can last all afternoon, and I simply can't find the time."

Lin Feng walked behind her, placed his hands on her shoulders, and gently pressed down on her right shoulder: "Your right trapezius muscle is still tighter than your left. Try switching your mouse to the left side when you're working. You'll get used to it after a couple of days. It's better than having uneven shoulders worsen into cervical spondylosis."

In the following Warrior II, Side Angle Pose, and Triangle Pose, Lin Feng helped her adjust her posture step by step for each movement.

When He Qianwen makes movements, she always tends to use his strength. When she bends to the side to adjust her posture, her shoulder and arm will inadvertently brush against his forearm; when she bends forward and presses down, her body will also gently lean against his wrist for support.

Lin Feng's hands remained steady on the bone points, pushing the hip bone to correct pelvic tilt and pressing the shoulders to stretch the trapezius muscles, his movements perfectly measured.

After a while, he gradually got used to this close teaching contact.

Even though he could clearly feel her body temperature in the crook of his arm, he could still calmly remind her, "Pull your shoulder blades back a little more, open your chest, and don't hold your breath."

During the break, He Qianwen sat on a mat and drank water, while Lin Feng sat on a chair next to her and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

"By the way, Sister He, I'm currently studying for my nutritionist certification exam. Your uneven shoulders are fundamentally caused by muscle imbalances due to prolonged desk work. Besides asana training, you can also adjust your diet. Eat more magnesium-rich foods like nuts, dark green vegetables, and bananas, which can help relieve muscle stiffness. Try to drink less coffee, as caffeine can worsen muscle tension. I'll compile a detailed dietary recommendation and send it to you later; you can try it."

He Qianwen put down the water bottle, looked at him and smiled, her eyes filled with admiration: "You know quite a lot, and you're all-around talented at such a young age."

"Yoga and nutrition are inherently connected; a good state of being requires attention from both the inside and outside."

He Qianwen nodded, her tone showing some conviction: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After the break, the class continued, with the second half focusing on glute-specific training, ending with a supine twist for relaxation.

After completing the entire set of postures, He Qianwen lay flat on the mat to adjust her breathing during the Great Relaxation pose, while Lin Feng sat beside her to help control the rhythm.

"By the way, Sister He, our school is organizing a trip to Xiamen next Friday, so I need to take four days off. Should I talk to Xiaowei about your classes those days and ask her to reschedule them?"

He Qianwen opened her eyes, sat up from the cushion, raised an eyebrow at him, and asked with a hint of teasing, "Xiamen? Going with your girlfriend?"

"The whole class goes to school group activities."

He Qianwen smiled and shook her head, her tone tinged with regret: "I was just thinking of treating you to a meal to thank you for helping me with my health during this time."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Why don't you wait for me to come back? I'll cook. I'm not bad at cooking, and I can make you a few dishes with a balanced diet."

He Qianwen raised an eyebrow, her eyes showing interest: "You can cook? I'd like to try it."

After the long break, He Qianwen rolled over and lay face down on the bath towel, her voice slightly husky and lazy: "Teacher Lin, could you massage my back for a while longer? I felt so good for days after the last massage, and I slept so well when I got home."

Lin Feng knelt down beside her, placed the heel of his palm on her back, and slowly pushed upwards from her lumbar spine.

The muscles under my palm were much softer than the first time I pressed them, and most of the nodules between my shoulder blades had also dispersed.

Locate the remaining hard nodule on the inner edge of the right scapula with your thumb and press down firmly. He Qianwen groaned softly and buried her face in her arm, but didn't flinch.

"It's a little sour, but you'll be fine in a bit."

He pressed his thumb against the hardened nodule, rubbing it clockwise a few times, then counterclockwise a few times, with steady and firm pressure.

After massaging for about ten minutes, the muscles in my back were mostly relaxed.

After the back massage, He Qianwen turned over and lay face up on the bath towel, letting out a long sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.

The dark blue yoga outfit clung to her figure, and the thin straps at her shoulders and neck rose and fell gently with her breath, highlighting the clear outline of her collarbone.

She glanced down at her tense shoulders and chest, then looked up at Lin Feng, her tone relaxed: "Teacher Lin, the acupoints you helped me with in my shoulders and chest last time really made me feel relaxed for several days afterward. Even the chest tightness from sitting at my desk for so long was relieved quite a bit."

Lin Feng nodded, his fingers gently landing on her armpit, his thumb precisely locating the lymph nodes in her armpit, and slowly applying pressure to massage them.

He Qianwen subconsciously let out a soft sigh, her eyelashes drooping slightly to conceal the emotions in her eyes.

His fingers followed the lymphatic pathways, slowly moving from the armpit towards the outer side of her chest. As they passed the side of her ribs, her skin trembled slightly, and her breath caught in her throat. His fingertips finally settled firmly on an acupoint on the outer side of her chest, and his thumb gently massaged it in a clockwise direction with even pressure.

Halfway through the massage, He Qianwen suddenly raised her hand and gently placed it on the back of Lin Feng's hand, applying slight pressure with her fingertips to guide his hand deeper into the acupoint.

The moment their skin touched, Lin Feng's fingertips paused almost imperceptibly.

Through a layer of soft yoga fabric, you can clearly feel the warmth of the muscles underneath, as well as the subtle vibrations that come with each breath.

He quickly regained his composure, his thumb remaining firmly pressed and kneaded on the acupoint, while the other fingers rested lightly to the side, without overstepping any boundaries. After finishing the left side, he switched to the right.

He Qianwen's breathing gradually became deep and slow, a light pink blush spread across her cheeks, and she was immersed in a relaxed atmosphere.

After finishing, Lin Feng withdrew his hand and wiped the thin layer of sweat from his forehead with a towel. He Qianwen slowly sat up from the bath towel, her cheeks flushed, and reached out to straighten the thin strap that had been rubbing against her shoulder.

She got up, walked to the wall, picked up her sports water bottle, took a sip, turned to look at Lin Feng, and said with a smile in her eyes, "Teacher Lin, don't forget to send me the nutritional meal plan you mentioned earlier."

"Don't worry, Sister He, I'll send it to your phone next week once I've finished organizing it."

He Qianwen picked up her bag and walked towards the door, but suddenly stopped when she reached Lin Feng's side.

She tiptoed slightly, her soft lips gently touching his cheek, carrying a faint scent of perfume and a sweet, moist aroma.

"Coach Lin's technique is really good; my trip was worthwhile."

She straightened up, smiled at him, pushed open the door, and went out.

Lin Feng stood there, the soft touch still lingering on his cheek, the warm sensation not dissipating for a long time.

He wiped his face with a towel and went into the changing room to change out of his yoga clothes. As he put on his own clothes, he remembered his afternoon class—no, it was Yang Ru's class; he'd almost mixed it up.

At noon, he ordered a char siu rice at the Cantonese restaurant downstairs from the club. As soon as he sat down, he saw Luo Ruoxi sitting by the window, drinking soup alone.

Seeing him come in, Luo Ruoxi waved to him. Lin Feng carried the tray over and sat down, and Luo Ruoxi pushed a basket of shrimp dumplings in front of him.

"How was He Qianwen's class this morning?"

"It went very smoothly. She said her uneven shoulders have improved a lot, and she feels better than before."

Luo Ruoxi scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it before drinking it, and looked up at him as she put down the spoon, her tone carrying a hint of reminder: "You need to be careful with He Qianwen."

He paused, then said calmly, "The other party is the vice president of Tianlong Group, and he also has a family. You are young, highly capable, and have a long road ahead of you. You need to be aware of this."

Lin Feng nodded, his tone serious: "I know, Manager Luo, I know what I'm doing."