Chapter 57: Chapter 36: Hands-On Training – The Special Practice Tool

After Uncle Wulong had finished explaining every single detail regarding the theory, the room facilities, the oils, and all the principles of reflexology and body massage, he stood facing Jun Hao once more with a serious yet warm expression. He knew that even though Jun Hao understood everything very quickly, true understanding often came from asking questions and clearing up the small uncertainties that remained in the mind.

"Alright, Young Master Jun Hao," Uncle Wulong began gently, his tone calm and instructional. "I have explained everything I know, from the largest concepts down to the smallest details. But I want to make sure you truly understand it all and that nothing is still confusing or unclear to you. Now... please tell me, is there anything you still do not fully understand? Or anything you want me to re-explain or clarify again? Feel free to ask anything at all, no matter how small it might seem."

Jun Hao stood there casually, hands resting loosely in his pockets, his expression thoughtful and focused. He had indeed absorbed almost everything instantly, far faster than any ordinary beginner, but being the smart and realistic person he was, he knew there were a few specific parts that needed a deeper explanation to be perfect in his mind. He nodded slowly, a calm and respectful look on his face.

"You are very thorough, Uncle. I really appreciate that," Jun Hao replied in his usual friendly and steady voice. "Actually, there are a few small things I’m still a bit unsure about. Let me ask you..."

He then proceeded to ask several specific questions: about the exact difference in pressure needed between different body types, about how to transition smoothly between one technique and another without making it feel abrupt, and about the precise amount of oil or lotion that was considered just right—not too much, not too little. All his questions were sharp, relevant, and showed that he had been listening very carefully and thinking deeply.

Uncle Wulong answered every single question patiently, clearly, and in detail, explaining the logic and reasoning behind every answer, ensuring that every single point of confusion was completely removed from Jun Hao’s mind. He was genuinely impressed; usually, new employees asked basic or silly questions, but Jun Hao’s inquiries were intelligent and showed a high level of understanding already.

Once all questions were answered and Jun Hao nodded, satisfied that his knowledge was now complete and solid, Uncle Wulong smiled in relief.

"Excellent. Now I believe your theoretical knowledge is perfect, Young Master. You truly are very smart and quick to grasp everything," Wulong said warmly. "Now, please excuse me for just a moment. I need to go get something very important. I will be right back, do not go anywhere."

"Sure thing, Uncle. Take your time. I’ll wait here," Jun Hao replied with a light smile, leaning back against the table comfortably, looking relaxed and at ease.

Uncle Wulong gave a small bow and walked out of the room, closing the door gently behind him. Jun Hao stood there quietly, his mind replaying all the lessons he had just learned, organizing the techniques and principles in his head, waiting calmly.

Not too long after, barely a few minutes later, the door opened again and Uncle Wulong stepped back inside. But when Jun Hao saw what Wulong was carrying, his eyes widened slightly in surprise, and a faint, amused smirk immediately appeared on his face.

Uncle Wulong was carrying a life-sized doll, made entirely of high-quality silicone. It was shaped exactly like a beautiful woman, with realistic proportions, curves, and details that were unmistakable. It was very obvious what this object was originally designed and made for. Wulong carried it carefully over to the massage bed and placed it down gently, arranging it in a lying position just like a real customer.

Jun Hao couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head slightly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He looked at Uncle Wulong with that calm, friendly, yet teasing look of his, and spoke in a light, joking tone that was not exaggerated or rude, just playful.

"Uncle... wait a minute..." Jun Hao said slowly, his voice full of amusement. "Don’t tell me... isn’t this the kind of doll usually used for... you know... those personal activities? The ones made for pleasure? Hahaha. You really brought that in here and put it on the treatment bed?"

Uncle Wulong’s face instantly turned a shade of bright red, looking clearly embarrassed and awkward at being teased about it. He scratched the back of his neck nervously, avoiding eye contact for a second before gathering his composure and explaining seriously.

"Umm... yes... you are right, Young Master... this object is indeed originally designed and sold as... an adult toy, a high-quality sex doll," Wulong admitted honestly, his voice a bit low and shy. "But... believe it or not, this is actually a very special training tool that we have here, provided specifically for teaching new staff like you."

He stepped closer to the bed, gesturing towards the doll seriously, regaining his professional tone.

"You see... usually, training tools are made of wood, plastic, or rubber. But those materials are hard, stiff, or completely smooth. They do not represent the actual texture, softness, density, or ’give’ of real human flesh and skin at all. If you practice on wood, you learn the wrong pressure. If you practice on plastic, you learn the wrong feeling of touch. It is useless for learning the real skill."

He placed his hand gently on the doll’s leg, pressing softly to show the texture.

"But this... this silicone doll... it is made with such high quality that the texture, the softness, the warmth retention, the density of the material... it is almost exactly identical to real human skin, muscles, and body tissues. It feels just like touching and pressing a real woman’s body. It curves the same way, it yields the same way, it reacts to pressure the same way. That is why we use it. It is the best possible practice tool, far better than any mannequin or chart. It allows you to learn the true feeling of the work without practicing on a real person first."

Jun Hao listened carefully, nodding slowly as the explanation made perfect sense to him. He looked at the doll with new respect, his amused smile turning into a look of understanding and admiration.

"Hahaha... well, when you put it that way, I get it completely," Jun Hao said with a light laugh, his demeanor returning to calm seriousness. "You are right. Wood or plastic would just feel like... well, wood or plastic. This actually feels real. Very smart idea, Uncle. I didn’t expect this kind of ’tool’ to be used here, but it makes total sense. Okay then... teach me."

"Good. Now, watch closely," Uncle Wulong said, his expression turning fully professional again. "Now I will demonstrate every single technique and theory I explained to you earlier. I will do it right here, on this doll, in front of you. I will explain every movement, every pressure change, and every reason as I do it, so you can see exactly how it should look and feel when done correctly."

Wulong stepped to the side of the bed, poured a little bit of oil onto his hands, rubbed them together to warm it up, and then began. He started with the basic effleurage strokes, long and smooth, moving up the legs, his hands flowing perfectly. He showed exactly how to knead the muscles, how to find the reflex points on the feet, how much pressure to apply, how to rotate, how to glide, and how to adjust his own body posture to do it effortlessly.

As he worked, he spoke constantly, narrating his actions.

"See here... my fingers are positioned like this, supporting the movement. Notice how the pressure is firm but sinks in gently, not hard or sharp. I follow the curve of the body naturally... exactly like this. This is the correct rhythm... slow, consistent, soothing..."

Jun Hao watched with intense focus, his eyes sharp and observant, memorizing every movement, every angle of the hand, and every change in pressure. He absorbed the visual lesson faster than anyone else would, seeing the connection between theory and practice instantly.

After Uncle Wulong had demonstrated everything from head to toe, repeating difficult parts several times and explaining them again, he stepped back, wiping his hands and looking at Jun Hao.

"Alright. That is how it should be done. You have seen it all now. Do you think you can try it yourself?" Wulong asked gently.

Jun Hao immediately stepped forward, his eyes shining with eagerness and confidence, though he remained calm and composed. He rolled up his sleeves slightly, ready to work.

"Of course. I want to try it now myself," Jun Hao said with a friendly smile. "Uncle, please watch me very carefully. I am going to apply everything you taught me. If you see anything wrong, if my position is off, if the pressure is too much or too little, or if my movement is incorrect... please stop me immediately and correct me. Tell me exactly what is wrong and how to fix it. I want to learn the right way from the start."

"Understood. Go ahead, Young Master. I will watch every single movement," Uncle Wulong agreed readily, standing close by ready to guide.

Jun Hao took a deep breath, calming his mind, recalling all the lessons. He warmed the oil in his palms just as he was taught, then placed his hands on the doll’s leg, starting with the long gliding strokes.

At first, his movements were a little bit stiff or slightly awkward, as expected for a beginner. Sometimes his hand angle was slightly wrong, or he pressed a little bit too hard, or he forgot to support the area next to where he was working.

"Wait, stop for a moment," Uncle Wulong would say immediately, stepping in gently. "See here... your thumb is locked too stiffly. It should be softer, more flexible, so the pressure distributes evenly. Also, here... you are moving downward, remember the rule? Always move upward, towards the heart. Let me show you again... like this."

Wulong would demonstrate the correction quickly, explain the reason again, and Jun Hao would nod, understanding instantly, adjust his hands, and try again.

"Ah, right! I messed up the direction. Got it," Jun Hao would say casually, correcting himself smoothly.

This process repeated over and over again. Jun Hao practiced movement after movement: kneading, pressing, rotating, sliding, working on reflex points, working on large muscle areas. Every time he made a small mistake or was slightly inaccurate, Wulong corrected him immediately. And every time, Jun Hao learned, adapted, and improved.

What amazed Uncle Wulong the most was how incredibly fast Jun Hao learned from his mistakes. What usually took other trainees weeks of repetition to fix, Jun Hao corrected in just one or two tries. His natural understanding of anatomy and his high intelligence allowed him to grasp the physical mechanics of the work almost instantly.

They practiced continuously for a long time, going through the full routine again and again, refining every detail, smoothing out every rough edge, perfecting the flow and the pressure. Jun Hao started off clearly as a beginner, but with every minute that passed, his movements became smoother, more natural, more confident, and more skilled.

Finally, after running through the complete sequence several times without any major errors, Uncle Wulong stepped back, crossing his arms and nodding slowly with a look of genuine satisfaction and surprise on his face. He watched Jun Hao finish the last stroke with a steady, confident hand.

"Stop here, Young Master. That is enough," Wulong said warmly, a wide smile on his face.

Jun Hao wiped his hands and turned to face him, looking relaxed and slightly tired but satisfied. "So... how was it, Uncle? Still full of mistakes, or getting better?"

Uncle Wulong shook his head in disbelief, clapping his hands softly in applause.

"It is truly incredible... honestly," Wulong said sincerely. "You started just now knowing nothing practically, but look at where you are now. You have mastered all the basic movements perfectly. Your posture is correct, your pressure is balanced, your flow is smooth, and you understand exactly what you are doing."

He paused, giving his final assessment clearly.

"Of course... you are not yet a master, and you do not have years of experience. There are still small details and nuances that only come with time and practice on real people. But... your skill and ability right now are already more than sufficient, completely adequate for a trainee or new staff member. You are good enough to work safely and well. You meet the standard perfectly."

Jun Hao let out a soft breath and smiled, a look of quiet pride and satisfaction in his eyes. He stretched his shoulders slightly, feeling good about his progress.

"Great. That is exactly what I wanted. Good enough to start, and the rest I will improve along the way," Jun Hao said calmly, adding a light, happy remark. "All thanks to you, Uncle. You explained and corrected everything so clearly. I told you I learn fast, but having a great teacher helps a lot too."

Uncle Wulong laughed happily, feeling very honored to teach such a talented and pleasant young man.

"You have done very well, Young Master Jun Hao. You have finished the theory, and you have successfully completed the basic practical training. You are now fully ready to receive your first real customer whenever they arrive."

[END OF Chapter 36]