"You haven't kept up with the training in the past few days, 100 sit-ups, this kind of basic training, don't make excuses to tell me that you are not suitable."

100 times is not much.

On weekdays, Jiang Yan and his athletes all start at 500.

Qiao Yu nodded.

"The coach's various training indicators are no problem for Xiao Nanshan."

"Then 200 times, let's start."

The little athletes had a playful look on their faces.

"If it falls into the hands of Yan Shen, she is dead."

"Yan Shen has a good temper, if he was in the national team, a player who contradicted the coach like this would have been expelled a long time ago."

"What do you say, this kid can also enter the national team? Are you kidding? ”

"Yes."

Qiao Yu took off her clothes.

Under the fox fur is a white knitted sweater, taking advantage of the young man's clean and well-behaved.

"Also, in my team, there must be rules, ask for leave to report to me, do you hear it?"

"Got it."

Jiang Yan watched her sit down, looking down at her condescendingly, those eyes, combined with the scar on the eyebrow bone, looked ruthless and wild.

"Timed for fifteen minutes, if you can't do it, just run ten laps of the field, this is not to punish you, but to teach you."

Fifteen minutes!

The little athlete's eyes widened.

Really.

In the hands of Yan Shen, don't expect him to be polite to you.

"This kid is being targeted by Yan Shen."

"I still want to be targeted, otherwise, I'll also go and fight against Yanshen."

"Yan Shen will beat you to death."

The little athlete was a little envious in his heart.

can be remembered by Jiang Yan, and he also stares at the training in person, this kid is lucky to walk shit.

But I didn't want to, as soon as Qiao Yu sat down here, Director Hu took Jiang Yin and Wen Shu over with KFC.

"I'm all practicing, it's hard work, come on, come on, eat first."

There were more than a dozen buckets for the whole family, the portion was sufficient, steaming, and the aroma of fried chicken made the athletes swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Jiang Yan's face sank.

"You brought this kind of thing in, there is a rule in the team, no high-calorie things are touched, and no one is allowed to eat them!"

He looked at Qiao Yu again:

"What are you doing! Don't start practicing yet! One less run, one lap of the field! ”

Director Hu was taken aback.

Quickly put down the family bucket, and protected Qiao Yu behind him like an eagle.

"Yan Shen, is there a mistake?"

Jiang Yan didn't look at him.

"I'm the head coach, in my team, training the players, and your program team can't interfere yet."

Qiao Yu stared at KFC, his eyes blinking, and he looked pleading.

"Don't practice yet!"

Seeing that she didn't move, Jiang Yan reprimanded her again.

"Yan Shen, dissipate gas, dissipate gas."

Where did Director Hu dare to provoke this ancestor.

"It's really a mistake, Qiao Yu is the head coach, so you don't need to train with everyone."

He looked embarrassed.

"It's all my fault, I didn't say hello, Qiao Yu asked for leave a few days ago, I forgot about it, and I caused trouble to Yanshen."

What!

Qiao Yu is the head coach!

The little athlete's face suddenly became difficult to look at.

Not to mention the little disciples, they screamed in fright.

"Director Hu! Uncle Shi wants to train us personally! ”

"I don't want it! I'm going to train with the coach! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! We will be obedient in the future! ”

The little disciple's frightened cold sweat came out, and he looked at Jiang Yan with a pleading expression.

Jiang Yan's expression was not good.

"What does that mean?"

His voice was low, clearly angry.

Under pressure, Director Hu wiped his sweat.

"The situation on both sides is different, the program team wants to invite two coaches, don't be angry."

"No, I really don't!"

The disciples were terrified.

Immediately defected!

"Coach, we serve you, really serve you, these days, everyone gets along very well, you say yes."

"That's it, coach, we were wrong in the past, and we will do whatever you ask us to do in the future."

"Training or something, our little Kunshan must not lag behind!"

Jiang Yan: "." What's the situation?

The little athletes are also stupid.

These boys have just flaunted their might.

Now how to change your face immediately.

Still cowardly!

The disciples were bitter and were about to cry.

Can you not be cowardly!!

Compared with Uncle Yinzhen, Jiang Yan's training can be called extremely gentle!

Just look at Su Heng.

A fierce man, in Jiang Yan's hands, didn't say a word.

But the last time I auditioned in the ring, I fell into the hands of Uncle Shi, and I had pain all over my body for half a month.

Not to mention them.

Where is the life.

The little disciples asked for help, hoping that Jiang Yan could help them.

"Director Hu, in this way, can we eat KFC."

Qiao Yu stared at the family bucket and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's dangerous, it's not good if it's wasted."

Everyone: "."

Hey, hey, that's not the point!

The little disciples felt that KFC was not fragrant.

The body was tense with a string, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

After Jiang Yan finished training the team members, he walked in front of Su Heng and sat down.

"You're afraid of her?" He poured his saliva and stared at someone sitting on the floor squeezing ketchup, "Why?" ”

Because of seniority?

It's not that Jiang Yan looks down on Qiao Yu.

It's really Qiao Yu's small body, and it's not convincing.

Su Heng's burly body gave him a little seat.

He stared at his uncle, his eyes were full of remorse.

"Coach Jiang, you are very good at fighting, I can't beat you."

His voice was slow, neither slow nor slow.

"But if Uncle Shi is willing to bother to teach me, it may not be."

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

"I know, Coach Jiang is not happy to say this, but Uncle Shi's ability is recognized by the whole division."

He stood up, walked to the training ground, and took the sword that Wen Shu was holding.

"Coach Jiang, try this sword."

Famous sword nine sky.

The eyes of the wolf on the sword body are cold and cold.

Jiang Yan stared at the sword, reached out and took it, but he didn't want to, just received the hilt of the sword, his wrist sank, and he instinctively stabilized it with his two hands.

It's so heavy!

No wonder he always hugged that kid when he looked at him.

Even he had to adapt for a long time.

"When Uncle Shi was nine years old, he won this sword."

Su Heng took the sword over, his eyes a little stunned.

"On the scabbard of the famous sword Jiuxiao, there is the eye of a wolf, and the person who owns it must be recognized by the whole master, which is an affirmation and a responsibility."

The head wolf is the king of the wolf pack.

"Uncle Shi inherited this sword, so he didn't dare to slack off every day, don't look at her can't walk for snacks, Uncle Shi, when she was a child, she didn't have a childhood."

At the age of six, he entered the family tree and worshiped Xiao Nanshan.

Nine years day and night, never dare to be lazy.

I didn't have a childhood, so I thought of trying my best to make up for it.

"Uncle Shi won't allow us to lose this competition."

"So, Coach Jiang, see you in the ring."

After Su Heng said this, he stood up with his sword in his hand.

Jiang Yan looked at Qiao Yu with interest in his eyes.

The Eyes of the Head Wolf

Count on the Great Xia Martial Arts to stand at the top of the ring.

How dare you?

Qiao Yu has chicken legs in one hand and Coke in the other.

As if sensing someone looking at her, she looked up, and the corners of her mouth were full of fried chicken crumbs.

"Coach Jiang, do you want a chicken leg?"

Jiang Yan: "."

(End of chapter)