Chapter 203 I want to come back and prove myself, okay?

"What are you doing?"

Zhuang Meng was very happy today.

I met the goddess of my dreams.

I also saw the great god of worship.

The most important thing is that the two are the same person again.

How could she be so perfect? Zhuang Meng thought secretly.

Thinking that he was playing abnormally in training matches, and thinking that he was obviously chubby, but he had no appetite for food.

I also fantasized about winning the championship, although I couldn't hold the beauty.

But it's enough to be able to see it!

Of course, there were things he didn't expect.

Therefore, I hurriedly dialed the phone after Zhang Fengzhan reminded him and with contemptuous eyes.

"At home." The voice on the phone stuttered a little.

"Haha, we don't know you yet?" Zhang Fengzhan turned on Zhuang Meng's phone on speakerphone with a smile and said, "I must have gone out to wave again." ”

"Nothing." Yu Jinyong said aggrievedly.

"Don't just go out and play, what's the level of the game now?" Zhang Fengzhan asked, "Didn't Teacher Tang and Fang Ying call you back?" Everything has been clarified, we have also won, why haven't we come back when the ban has been lifted? ”

"I-"

"I know, hypocritical." Zhang Fengzhan interrupted him: "Are you afraid that when you come back, you will grab the first start with Zhuang Meng!" ”

In fact, Yu Jinyong was very concerned about this problem before, and he and Zhuang Meng were afraid of affecting each other's feelings.

But this time it's really not because of this problem.

"I-"

"Don't me!" Zhuang Meng smiled: "Come back quickly, the team needs you!" Brothers don't mention this, I have two more BO5s than you! ”

"That's it, I'm willing to be a substitute now, and I don't have to play at all, you don't know how cool I am today, I've eaten and played, and I'm not worried at all, no wonder Fang Ying said that he wants to be a coach, how cool is this!"

"Why did you become a substitute?" Yu Jinyong asked in surprise: "It can't be the coach—"

"No, no, no." Zhang Fengzhan hurriedly stopped: "It's my master yF, she's here hahahaha!" ”

"Holy, really?" Yu Jinyong was taken aback: "Brother Meng, Zhang Fengzhan, he didn't lie to me?" ”

Zhuang Meng hummed affirmatively.

"Of course it's true." Zhang Fengzhan said aggrievedly: "Am I so unconvincing in your heart? ”

"It's not a day or two."

"So if the coach wants to form a team to play professional games in the future, the team will basically be formed! I don't have the idea of playing professionally, and I don't have enough talent, but you're different. Zhuang Meng said: "And since you learned from Zero Great Theology, haven't you always wanted to fight!" ”

"......" Yu Jin Yong is not impressed, which is fake.

"Okay, don't get tangled, it's decided!" Zhang Fengzhan clapped: "Anyway, your kid must be here tomorrow, I don't care what method you use!" If you don't have the money for the ticket, I can lend you, but you have to give me interest. ”

But it's not that simple. In the Internet café, Yu Jinyong looked at the hung up mobile phone with a wry smile.

It wasn't the first call he'd ever received from his team.

"What's wrong, Brother Yong? Did your team call you back? The little network manager next to him looked at him excitedly.

The latter nodded.

"Really?" His little fans next to him all came over.

"Brother Yong's popularity is good! How many phone calls are there? ”

"I want to see Brother Yong go up and play Ruiwen!"

"Damn, go back then! Kill all sides in the final! ”

Their crowd of onlookers was even more excited than themselves.

I just don't understand why the person concerned is still full of sadness.

"I want to go back ......"

"Back to school?"

In the fruit shop that had closed, Yu Jinyong walked around the door for a long time, and finally walked in and said to his mother who was counting money.

As a result, he saw his mother looking at him with a relieved face.

"It's not—"

"You still want to go back and play your game?" His mother's face turned cold all of a sudden, and she pointed at Yu Jinyong angrily: "How many times have I told you!" No way! ”

"Mom, this time is different! I can really make money! Yu Jinyong said: "There is a particularly ruthless person in our team, and we will definitely keep winning." It won't delay me from studying, really. ”

"What's the matter, you mean you don't want to play all the time?"

"If we make it to the league, the school is allowed to take a break from school—"

"What else do you want to do?" Yu Jinyong's mother slapped the table, stood up, trembling, and stared at Yu Jinyong viciously: "What else do you want to do?" Do you think you can make a lot of money playing games? Did your mother hurt you by letting you go to school? You're really obsessed with you! Do you see which serious kid he doesn't go to school? ”

"Mom, I can come back to school then-"

"Other people's children have been working for a few years, and you still come back to school?" When my mother heard this, she was even more angry: "What do you want me to tell my neighbors? Ah, my son is playing games, where do you let your mother's face go? Is it easy for your mom to raise you? I am still suspended from school, and if the sky is against you, you kneel down for me! ”

"Mom-"

"Get on your knees!"

Yu Jinyong knelt on the ground with a thud, his hands hung weakly, his head lowered, and tears fell down in large numbers.

"Do you know it's wrong?"

"Mom, I'm serious."

"You think I'm kidding you?" Her eyes widened, and she took a wooden stick and hit Jin Yong on the back: "I let you be disobedient, I let you be disobedient, how can I have a son like you." ”

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Do you still want to go?"

Yu Jinyong raised his head, and his bloodshot bloodshot eyes revealed that resoluteness: "I want to ask my mother to let me try." ”

"You still say!" The woman cried out heartbreakingly, and the stick in her hand was picked down again.

——

"It's so quick to get started, and it's so good." After Song Yuke finished this training match, he looked at the exclamations sent by several professional players opposite

words, said with a grin.

He practiced with Mu Yufei for a long time today, and the training match in the afternoon was a bit more cooperative.

Then in the last training match, I came up with this sassy routine.

The first post-operation blinded the opposite side.

"With such strong thighs as my master and such a hero with cerebral palsy, it is recommended to uninstall it if you don't get started quickly." Zhang Fengzhan said.

"You can get out of the way, why are you so idle?" Song Yuke was speechless.

"I'm a coach, why am I idle?" Zhang Fengzhan was unconvinced and revealed his identity.

You are half of Mu Yufei's apprentice, and you have successfully spent time praising Mu Yufei's little chick who is happy and can't do it, plus his yin and yang weirdness that is no worse than Song Yuke and can complain to anyone.

So he successfully found himself an identity, which is the new assistant coach of the team.

In fact, he just scolded Song Yuke and Su Xiao.

Zhuang Meng is his gang, and he doesn't dare to mess with Sun Lu.

"It seems that the first game on both our red and blue sides is inevitable." Grim also rejoiced.

Both sets are based on Mu Yufei as the absolute core but are completely different two core points to establish a lineup, no matter which side the first set is divided into the game, the first two sets can be said to have been practiced nine times out of ten.

"One more plate left." Wan Zhixiang said.

"Damn, you're greedy, why do you want to take it away 3-0? With Yufei here, it's not difficult to win one of the remaining three! Song Yuke complained.

"Why let them win 3-0?" Mu Yufei asked rhetorically: "What if they are stronger than they imagined?" What if they have their routines too? ”

made Song Yuke hold back.

This was the only person in the room that he didn't dare to refute, and the other was Tang Qiao'er.

"Knock knock."

There was a rhythmic knock outside the door.

Li Meng opened the door, and Yu Jinyong stood at the door with his suitcase in tow.

"Dayong is back!"

The crowd gathered around with joy.

"Why are your eyes so red? Falling asleep in the car? ”

"It's good to come back, let's go for supper!"

Yu Jinyong greeted them one by one, and finally walked to the last Fang Ying.

This person who was in trouble before him and spared no effort to help him and maintain his dignity, he was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

"It's good to be back." Fang Ying gave him a big bear hug.

"I want to come back and prove myself, okay?"

The voice sounded from Fang Ying's ears, and there was a hoarse cry.