Chapter 1418 The Old Lady Is so Kind

"Speed ​​up, speed up, speed up, speed up..." On the training ground, the coach kept roaring and clapping his hands.

On the green field, the team is sweating profusely for extra training.

"Aiden, Aiden, what's the matter with you, what are you doing?" Seeing Aiden on the training ground start to pant, the coach rushed forward as if he had eaten explosives.

"This is your ability, huh? You only have this ability, and this is over, quick, quick, quick, faster, faster, faster..."

The coach's words kept ringing in my ears like a storm, making the whole training ground as oppressive and terrifying as if it was covered by dark clouds before the storm.

Eden is a star on the court, an unparalleled supernova, no one can match him, but this also means that he will receive more attention and pressure.

What others do well is progress, and what he does well is a matter of course, as if he is born to be better, better, better than others...

"Damn alcohol." Everyone is competitive, and Aiden is no exception.

After being watched by the coach alone, he was accelerating at full speed, letting his feet rise and fall, as fast as a wind turbine...

It's just that Aiden can clearly perceive that he can't perform at his best.

No, it should be said that he hasn't even played half of his peak. Alcohol and recent depravity have made him slack, and his body is as jerky as a rusty shaft.

It is still undetectable in daily life, but on the training ground, the consequences of this slack are immediately manifested.

"Okay, stop, stop...everyone has a 15-minute rest, and then we will continue training." The coach stopped the training and stood alone beside Aiden.

Didn't say anything, didn't do anything, just looked at him with his eyes and kept watching.

"What?" Aiden asked a little unnaturally.

"This is not you, Aiden. This is not the you I know. You are in better shape than anyone else. Even Thiel might not be able to win in singles."

"But it's not you." The coach emphasized again that this was not his performance.

"I'll adjust my status, get it over with, give me some time." Aiden said seriously, although he often looks sloppy and complains, but it doesn't mean he doesn't care.

"Alcohol is a sports killer..." The coach looked at his surprised expression and said, "That's right, I've heard that, don't think about who said it, the important thing is whether you did it or not."

"I'll get it done, I promise." Aiden took off his hat a little unconvinced, turned around and strode out of the court.

"You better do it," the coach said loudly.

Unsurprisingly, he didn't get any response, but that was Aiden's answer, and he said that if he could get it done, he would find a way to get it done.

Adjustment……

Groups of high-intensity training throughout the day began to be incorporated into Aiden's daily plan.

All affairs were put on the back burner, he had to recover in the shortest possible time, and his accompanying drink changed from whiskey to water.

Boom...

The sound of heavy punching continued for 20 minutes, and by the time Aiden stopped, the floor under his feet was already soaked with sweat.

"Do you want to take a break?" Christina asked, holding the water front to him.

"No." Shaking off the sweat on his forehead, Aiden drank half a bottle of water in one go, and continued to do weight training.

Running back and forth, sprinting, rolling tires, throwing big ropes, push-ups with weight...

Because there were no suitable tools around him, Aiden took Christina as a weight and asked her to sit cross-legged on his back to increase the difficulty.

After a training session, Aiden's body was as shiny as if it had been oiled, and Christina was not much better either.

She, who had never done this before, sat on Aiden's waist, always felt that she would fall and get hurt whenever there was an ups and downs, and when it was over, her tense brain was almost starved of oxygen.

"Let's go, treat you to dinner." Finally, after a day of training, Aiden took a shower and invited Christina to have dinner with him.

"Now?" Looking at the sky outside,

Christina was a little surprised.

"Why, are you afraid of what I will do to you?" Aiden approached her funny, until Christina was forced to the wall, and then said with a strange smile: "If I want to, I don't need to deliberately choose the night."

A strong masculine smell hit her face, and Christina's breathing was a little short, but fortunately Aiden left quickly.

Waving her hand in front of her, Christina didn't speak anymore, and followed him to the parking lot and got into the car.

"Dude, is this your car?" He got in the car and fastened his seat belt to leave, but someone knocked on his car window.

"Is something wrong?" Aiden asked, lowering the window.

"It looks cool, I've never seen such a handsome car, man, what did you pay for it?" The big black man standing by the window said funny.

"If it's okay, I should go." Aiden didn't want to waste time, and he didn't care about the other party's strike-up.

"Hey, buddy, don't get excited... Your car looks really good, and your girl is also good, haha..." The other party smiled arrogantly.

Aiden frowned, and his fingers were already on the doorknob, but Christina reached out to hold his leg, and shook her head nervously.

She didn't want any conflicts, and she was more worried about any troubles.

As Aiden's secretary, she is very clear about her responsibilities. Apart from helping him with chores and taking care of his life, the most important thing is to keep him calm and avoid trouble.

Before long, he will be out in the public eye, and everything he does and everything he did before will be dug up.

Every flaw, even every pore, on his body is magnified, because what the public likes to do more than anything else is to nitpick and make his mediocrity look less embarrassing.

The former Christina was also one of them. She understood the hearts and thoughts of these people very well, so she also knew how to avoid such things from happening.

"Well, I don't want to cause trouble." After finishing speaking, Aiden put into gear and turned the direction without stopping, and drove away from the parking lot quickly.

Only, the trouble doesn't look like it's going to go away so easily.

A dilapidated-looking Cadillac chased after him, and it was the same big black guy just now, who kept talking obscenely from the co-pilot.

The other party's intention is obvious, he is provoking Aiden's patience, no matter what the reason is, the purpose is to provoke him.

"It seems that there is no way to hide anymore." Aiden looked at Christina beside him, as if explaining to her.

But it was Christina who reached out and honked the horn faster than him.

"Hey, don't be like this..." Aiden's eyes widened, but he felt a little helpless.

The horn has already sounded, three consecutive signals of the same length, and H1, which has been falling not far away, starts to accelerate.

There was a sharp and screeching tire grinding sound, and the old Cadillac was forced to stop on the road.

"You should always remember your identity and attach importance to your own safety." Christina leaned on the seat and said with a serious expression.

"Well, you really look like an old lady." Aiden curled his lips and complained in disgust.

"Thank you for your compliment, this is my job." Christina pinched the hem of the skirt with her fingers, bowed her head and pressed her shoulders like a lady, expressing her sincere thanks for his compliment.

Not to mention the progress in other aspects, at least in terms of affordability, Christina believes that she has a big heart.

Cynicism like Aiden's was always able to easily arouse her emotions in the past, but now, like a stone thrown into the sea, it can't make a ripple.