"Xiao Feng, are you messing with me on purpose?" Zhao Guo'an grimaced.
Xiao Feng glanced at him and was too lazy to argue further.
In fact, this is a typical case of having high expectations but low abilities.
Normally, Zhao Guo'an would watch the little girls training and see they were struggling, but he couldn't truly empathize with how hard those simple moves were.
That's why he ended up so confident at first, only to find it unbearably tough when actually doing them.
In a way, it's like scientists in a lab, experimenting with little test tubes, which seems simple to outsiders who think anyone could do it.
But behind those simple actions lies a vast amount of knowledge to learn and experience to accumulate, which is invisible to the naked eye.
At this moment, Zhen Jinghan came out of the kitchen, saw Zhao Guo'an in an awkward position with a face like a boiled lobster, and walked over puzzled, "You seem very uncomfortable?"
