When the wasteland arrived at the studio, it was already half past twelve at noon, the door of the office was open, and the coach on duty said hello when he saw the wasteland, and then went to eat on the pedestrian street outside.

At about one o'clock, a big boy with a "patch" on his head walked into the office, followed by an elegant lady who looked to be in her 40s, with a temperament and face that could vaguely see the peerless elegance of her youth. It sees, it's the boy's mother.

"Hello, Coach Wu hasn't arrived yet, has he?" The boy's mother asked the wasteland where she was writing a training syllabus at her desk.

The wasteland glanced up at the boy's mother, and then at the boy, and basically guessed who it was, Zhou Shaoteng, who fought yesterday, his age and height, plus the "patch" on his head after the fight and the mark on his arm, are still very recognizable.

"Coach Wu is eating out and hasn't come yet, are you?" Although he guessed his identity, the wasteland pretended not to know.

"I'm Zhou Shaoteng's mother, his sister has something to do today, I'll send him over for training, but I still have a meeting in the afternoon, so I'll send him over in advance." Zhou Shaoteng's mother replied.

"Oh, okay, let's let him play here for a while, there's still an hour before the training starts, you can pick him up when the training is over." Wasteland said after looking at the time.

At this time, Zhou Shaoteng put his backpack in the locker, and his mother went over to tell him a few words, and then said hello to the wasteland and left.

"Are you a new coach?" Zhou Shaoteng saw that the office was a wasteland alone, and he had never seen a wasteland before, so he ran over to chat with a curious face.

"I'm a friend of Coach Wu, an iron buddy for many years. Come to him today and help him train his students. Wasteland saw the boy come over and chat, and closed the notebook.

"No, Coach Wu looks like a 40-year-old uncle, you don't look a few years older than me, how can you two be iron buddies? Are you two forgetful friends? "Zhou Shaoteng's thinking is really unusual.

Wasteland couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, "I'm a few months older than Coach Wu, and I just look young." ”

Zhou Shaoteng heard that the wasteland was a few months older than Wu Jin, and suddenly came to his senses, and his eyes were green, "Ah? Really? Isn't that a goblin? You look really eye-catching, charming muscles, foul eyes, much more eye-catching than some brain-dead female classmates' 'current boyfriends'! ”

Charming? Foul? What is this and what, and what are the virtues of today's middle school students? The wasteland got goosebumps, "Stop, stop, where did you learn this?" What is this? What female classmate, line boyfriend's? ”

"Coach, you don't know your current boyfriend? It's very popular now, what kind of TV series male star is playing, those female classmates in my class talk about him every day, my ears are calloused, I am so handsome and attractive, they actually ignore me, which makes me so disappointed! Zhou Shaoteng looked at the wasteland with an incredulous expression and said.

"I don't know what's unusual, why bother with a hairy kid who hasn't grown all his hair, I'm still interested in McCloy!" The wasteland looked disgusted.

"Yes! Coach, you are more than that current boyfriend, tsk, eye-catching! You definitely don't care about people who are not as good as you, and I don't care about me, hahaha! Zhou Shaoteng laughed when he said that, seeing that the wasteland sneered at the "current boyfriend" who admired those girls, as if he had met a bosom friend, it was great.

"Alright, alright." The wasteland stopped Zhou Shaoteng's smirk. "Tell me what's going on with the patch on your head?"

Zhou Shaoteng touched his head and said indignantly: "Yesterday at school, I wore newly bought shoes, that is, the same style as my current boyfriend, the female classmates in my class said that I was wearing ugly clothes, and I quarreled with her if I was not satisfied, and as a result, a wave of female classmates in my class united and said that I was dressed ugly, I was very angry, took off my shoes and threw them, and accidentally hit Lang Wei, the sports committee member of my class, and they fought, and then that's it." ”

"Fight over this? It's vulgar. also quarreled with a wave of little girls, insulting Sven. The golfer's face is all lost by you. Wasteland shook his head, "By the way, did you win?" ”

When Zhou Shaoteng heard the wasteland say this, his indignant momentum instantly wilted. I want to say it and stop talking.

"It seems that it is a loss. Then you're too poor in this fight. The wasteland looked at Zhou Shaoteng with a mocking expression.

"It's not because Lang Wei learned taekwondo, otherwise I wouldn't have suffered, and he would definitely be beaten all over the ground looking for teeth." Zhou Shaoteng looked unconvinced, this is very similar to when he was young in the wasteland, he can die to save face, he can be dissatisfied in all kinds of ways, but winning is winning, losing is losing, and he is above board. Don't take advantage, and don't care about occasionally suffering a little loss.

"You also learned golf, how can your body be stronger than the average boy, I think an excellent golfer is not comparable to the average taekwondo enthusiast, you lost the face of a golfer, do you have to get your face back?" There are words in the wasteland, which are deliberately guided in one direction.

Zhou Shaoteng looked at the wasteland in surprise and said, "What do you mean, I'm going to fight and earn face back?" But the fight was too barbaric and ungraceful, and I made a guarantee yesterday and wrote a review. Manly husband, what he says counts, not to mention that I still have a written guarantee in black and white, if this goes back on my word, how will I mix up in school in the future? ”

"Yo! I didn't see it, you're still a committed person, and I didn't let you fight to get back face, you have to play well in this competition and get a place, right? At least there is a blow in your school, this is a week before the competition, but you can tell me, what are you going to do? "The wasteland is on crutches, and the conversation is drawn to golf training.

"That's a must, our old man, he's also the number one person in school, and he must be the one to speak, in this competition, I'll go and get the first back, and see if those female classmates dare to ignore me." Zhou Shaoteng patted his chest and said.

"If you don't brag, you'll die? You take the first, you treat everyone else as air? People who haven't played a single game, I believe in the penultimate one. The wasteland looked at Zhou Shaoteng provocatively, for this kind of face-saving person, please don't be as good as a radical general.

"Coach, I think I need to show you my terrifying prowess." seems to have seen through the routine of the wasteland, Zhou Shaoteng did not rush to argue, but decided to express it with actions. After that, go outside to play the position and start to warm up with your wrists and other joints.

The wasteland followed out with interest, and the camera on the shelf recorded his actions, we have a video, so we can compare, how can we distinguish the advantages and disadvantages without comparison?

Zhou Shaoteng pulled out the driver, waved it a few times, it was like that, ready, the wasteland also set up the camera, with a muffled sound, the ball was knocked out, the wasteland looked up, the 220-yard landing point, it was still straight, and the wasteland said in his heart: "Yo!" It's not bad, it's just that my standards are higher. ”

Zhou Shaoteng deliberately posed there for 10 seconds, looking at the wasteland proudly, "How about the coach?" Isn't it quite stylish? ”

"What are you stinking about? Big rooster? Come and see what you're doing, and you'll find out by analyzing it. Wasteland said with a look of disgust.

Zhou Shaoteng ran over to see the recorded movements, and somehow, he immediately ran to the mirror to take a look, and shouted angrily: "What kind of broken level is this nurse who changes gauze, she is ugly, and she is more stupid than my sister." ”

Get! made such a big commotion, because he was disgusted that the nurse did not look good after changing the dressing for his head wound, and he had a big question mark in his heart, if he really wants to train this baby, can his blood pressure still be stable?

Zhou Shaoteng ran in and took a small medicine bag from the backpack in the locker, came out to ask the wasteland for help, and uncovered the gauze on his forehead, there were two small cuts on his forehead, skin trauma, rubbed the medicine, and it had scabbed, but the gauze was sticky and stuck together, he was not afraid of pain, he tore it down, he couldn't help but snort, the wasteland wiped the wound with alcohol, and then put the band-aid on it, Zhou Shaoteng ran to the mirror and took a look, he thought that the band-aid was a little crooked, not very good-looking, so he tore it off and re-pasted it again.

After pasting it, Zhou Shaoteng looked left and right in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, then took out a sports headband from his pocket and put it on, then looked at the mirror for a while, and nodded with satisfaction, "Is this handsome?" The nurse made me a big patch, even uglier than my sister's, I don't know how she became a nurse. ”

The nurse changed the dressing and bandaged it didn't look good, but it worked. But it doesn't matter if this little ghost hurts again, the main thing is to pull the wind, and he can't affect his image, the wasteland watched dumbfounded, "My good man, this is simply a fighter in the world of sassy bags, I've seen sassy bags, this kind of sassy bags is really rare, sassy chickens." ”

Zhou Shaoteng, who had cleaned up and stopped, returned to the position, and coughed vigorously in the wasteland, no way, hold back, I sometimes make a sass, but after the age comes up, except for the occasional bad fun, I really think that Sao Bao is boring, today I met Zhou Shaoteng, a fighter in the Sao Bao world, the speechlessness and madness in my heart, indescribable, if you insist on describing it, may I ask, can you beat him into a pig's head?

The wasteland was going to give Zhou Shaoteng an analysis of the recorded movements, and Zhou Shaoteng asked to re-record it, because the patch on the head just now really affected his image, and the wasteland was not the coach of this little ghost, so he had to let him, and the wasteland asked him to play a few casually, find out the feeling, and record it after practice.