In the room, two bodybuilding champions were instructing the new trainees on how to properly help others with fitness training.
Put more simply, they were teaching them how to help people use the equipment at the gym so they could get better results from their workouts.
The people who could afford to work out at a gym weren't poor. At the very least, they belonged to the Middle Class. They either needed exercise or placed great importance on health management.
They wouldn't care about small expenses, such as monthly gym fees of three to five hundred, or even over a thousand. What they wanted was to see results.
The men hoped to become stronger, while the women hoped to become slimmer—not to gain more muscle while losing weight. All of this required a certain level of professional knowledge. Without training, ordinary people really couldn't become fitness coaches.
Wood sat in one of the seats, holding a notebook and pen as he took notes seriously.
He had never dealt with any of this before, so he was particularly attentive. Besides, three thousand yuan... wasn't a small sum. Spending it really did make his heart ache.
If he hadn't trusted Lin Qi blindly, he never would have done something so foolish.
He had discussed the matter with his colleagues, but none of them had come with him. For one thing, after losing their source of income, they had very little money left in their pockets.
What they spent would be gone. Spending another three thousand yuan might make their financial situation even worse.
In the end, Wood was the only one sitting there quietly attending the class.
The Champion Coach also sensed something called "respect" from this attentive "student." Whenever they needed a trainee to assist them, they would usually call Wood