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

Luo Ruoxi suddenly reached out and put her hand on his shoulder.

The moment his fingertips touched his shoulder, Lin Feng froze, his shoulders tensed instantly, and his shoulder blades pulled back slightly, but he did not flinch.

Luo Ruoxi felt the change in his shoulder muscles, her lips curved slightly, and she tiptoed up, bringing her face close to his ear, her warm breath directly hitting his earlobe.

"Little brother, what are you so nervous about? Do you think I'm going to eat you?"

His voice was very low and a little hoarse!

Lin Feng felt a surge of heat travel vertically from his ear to his spine, making his entire back numb.

I shuddered, my neck instinctively shrank to the other side, and my shoulders shrugged.

Seeing his reaction, Luo Ruoxi couldn't help but giggle. Her full breasts trembled slightly with her laughter, and the fabric of her silk shirt rippled.

Lin Feng heard her laughter, but only glanced at her voluptuous figure before daring not to look up.

If someone who knows Luo Ruoxi were to see her like this, they would probably be very surprised.

Even the ice queen has this side!

Luo Ruoxi is known for her aloofness in this industry. She always handles matters strictly by business and rarely shows any extra emotions.

Whether it's a member or an employee, I've never seen her joke with anyone.

After Luo Ruoxi finished laughing, she took her hand off his shoulder, stepped back, and put on that ambiguous smile again.

"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore." He turned and walked back behind his desk, sat down, picked up the printout and glanced at it again. "Xu Qing told me you're still in school?"

Lin Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the tingling sensation he had just felt, and raised his head, but his gaze still dared not linger on her chest.

"Yeah, freshman year."

Luo Ruoxi raised an eyebrow; this time, she was genuinely a little surprised.

"Freshman?" She flipped through his birthdate on his resume, then looked up at him. "He's only just turned 18, still a little brother!"

Luo Ruoxi placed the printed document on the table, leaned back, and placed her hands folded on the table.

When did you take the yoga teacher training exam?

"The summer after graduating from high school."

"How long have you been practicing?"

"I started learning after graduating from high school and later taught at the same studio for more than a year."

Luo Ruoxi nodded and tapped her fingers lightly twice on the table.

"Talk is cheap; we need to see actual skill." She stood up, picked up the landline on the table, and pressed a button. "Xiao Wei, open yoga room number three."

After hanging up the phone, she walked around the desk toward the door. As she passed Lin Feng, she glanced at him.

"Come with me."

Lin Feng followed her out of the office.

Luo Ruoxi walked in front, her hips swaying gently from side to side with each step, her bodycon skirt encasing her hips.

Her waist is really thin. From the back, the part where her waist is tucked in is almost half the width of her shoulders, and then it flares out fully, creating a rounded curve in the skirt.

Her calves, encased in flesh-colored stockings, had smooth lines, and her ankles were so slender that you could see the shape of her knuckles as she wore high heels.

Yoga Room 3 is at the other end of the corridor, about four rooms away from the manager's office.

Luo Ruoxi pushed open the door and stepped aside to let Lin Feng go in first.

Lin Feng walked in and paused for a moment.

This yoga studio is about half the size of the one he used to work in.

The wooden floor is laid very smoothly, and the anti-slip treatment is done very well. A full-length window faces outside, and the afternoon light shines in, making the whole room bright and cheerful.

Yoga blocks, cushions, and stretching straps were stacked in the corner. They were all new, uniform in color, and showed no signs of wear and tear like the props in the previous studio.

There is a door on the right, half open, through which you can see a separate changing room. Inside the changing room, there is a frosted glass door, which is probably the toilet and shower.

A small rest area was set up on the left side by the window, with a fabric sofa and a glass coffee table, on which sat a small potted green plant.

Luo Ruoxi walked to the rest area, sat down on the sofa, crossed her legs, and pulled her skirt up a little to reveal more of her thighs covered in flesh-colored stockings.

He leaned back on the sofa and pointed towards the dressing room.

"There are disposable yoga clothes in the changing room, go change into them first."

Lin Feng grunted in agreement, walked into the dressing room, and closed the door.

There was a row of wardrobes and a bench in the locker room.

He saw a neatly folded stack of white yoga clothes nearby. He picked them up, unfolded them, and took a look. They were one-size-fits-all short-sleeved shirts and capri pants, and the fabric felt better than the ones he had worn before.

I took off my gray hoodie, folded it neatly and placed it on the bench, then took off my T-shirt and put on the white yoga short-sleeved shirt.

When you get to the locker room door, take a deep breath and try not to be too nervous, then push the door open and go out.

When I came out of the dressing room, Luo Ruoxi was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, looking at something on her phone.

Hearing the door open, she looked up and her gaze fell on him.

The gaze started from his shoulder, slowly moved down, passed his thigh, and paused for a moment!

His eyes were slightly narrowed, a hint of amazement in his heart, and a smile that held something else entirely.

Lin Feng could feel her gaze, and subconsciously straightened his back and opened his shoulders back.

He was quite proud of his physique.

Luo Ruoxi put her phone on the coffee table, crossed her legs, picked up her teacup, and took a sip.

"Let's begin."

Lin Feng walked onto the yoga mat and did a simple warm-up. He habitually closed his eyes and focused his attention back on his body.

After letting out a long sigh, I calmed down.

Begin in Mountain Pose. When your fingers touch your ankles, your back should form a smooth arc, your knees should be fully extended, and the muscles on the back of your thighs should be stretched evenly.

Luo Ruoxi watched him do the forward bend, her gaze moving from his straight legs to his smooth back. The movement looked simple, but keeping the knees straight and the back straight required good flexibility in the hamstrings.

He did it with ease.

Luo Ruoxi gently tapped her knee with her finger.

He followed up with a Warrior I pose after Downward-Facing Dog.

Viewed from the side, the body forms a stable triangle. The knee of the foreleg is directly above the ankle, without any inward or outward rotation.

The muscles in the back leg were taut, and a smooth line of power ran from the hip to the thigh to the calf.

Next, I performed Warrior II pose, turning my body to the side and extending my arms horizontally. Then I did Side Angle Pose, lengthening my side waist and extending my arms from above my head, drawing my entire body into a graceful arc from my back foot to my fingertips.

Luo Ruoxi noticed that when he did the side angle stretch, the muscles in his waist were stretched very thin, but his core was always tight.

This level of flexibility is rare among boys of the same age.

Finally, there is the corpse pose.

The entire set of movements takes about ten minutes. The transitions from one pose to the next are crisp and clean, without any unnecessary adjustments or hesitant pauses.

When Raymond Lam sat up, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. His white yoga clothes were damp with sweat, clinging to his skin in small patches under his armpits and on the back.

He picked up a towel from the coffee table, wiped his face, then stood up and looked at Luo Ruoxi on the sofa.

Luo Ruoxi reached out and clapped her hands.

"No wonder Xu Qing recommended you." She put her crossed legs down, leaned forward slightly, making her chest appear even more prominent, and rested her elbows on her knees. "Your professional skills are excellent. Your movements are clean, the transitions are smooth, and your breathing rhythm is great. Especially those balancing poses; your core stability is stronger than most coaches I've seen outside."

After hearing what she said, Lin Feng felt a tightness in his chest gradually ease.

At this point, Luo Ruoxi stood up and walked to the yoga mat.

"However—"

She drew out the last syllable, tilted her head to look at him, and said, "You know the situation here. All the members are women, and they're all prominent figures. Ruoxi Club has been open for so long, and we've never had a male yoga instructor before."

Luo Ruoxi put her hands behind her back and slowly walked two steps around the yoga mat.

"I interviewed two people before you. The first one was more experienced than you, having taught for five years, but he was glib and I didn't like him." She paused. "The second one had even more solid technical skills than you, but—"

He only clicked his tongue slightly after that, clearly dissatisfied.

"So," Luo Ruoxi turned to face him, "although your professional skills are up to par, I still need to examine other aspects further."

Lin Feng nodded.

Luo Ruoxi extended one finger.

"One-week trial period. We'll schedule one private lesson for you every day, with a fee of 300 yuan per lesson. The club won't take a cut."

Then he extended a second finger.

"If the member feedback is good after a week, and the membership passes my evaluation, the class fee will increase to 500 per class. You can have a maximum of two classes per day. The club will take 20%, and the rest is yours."

Lin Feng quickly calculated in his mind.

Five hundred per session, two sessions a day equals a thousand. After the club takes their cut, there's still eight hundred left. At the end of the month—

I dare not calculate any further.

My dad works on construction sites, and he only makes four or five thousand yuan a month, even if he works himself to the bone.

"Okay." His voice was much steadyer than before. "Thank you, Manager Luo."

Seeing his excited expression, Luo Ruoxi's lips curved into a smile.

"Don't thank me yet. Your trial period starts tomorrow. Today, take your time to familiarize yourself with the environment." She walked to the coffee table, picked up her phone, and sent a message to Xiaowei: "I'll have Xiaowei show you around the main areas of the club and also explain the employee guidelines to you."

After sending the message, she looked up at Lin Feng, her gaze lingering on his sweat-soaked yoga clothes.

"Go change your clothes. Once you're done, go to the front desk and find Xiaowei."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the door, the hem of her pencil skirt swaying gently with her steps.

She stopped abruptly at the door, turned her head to look at Lin Feng, and a smile appeared on her lips.