Please?

Qi Wenjiang's hand holding chopsticks stopped, raised his head, didn't look at them, just shouted at the back.

"Chubby."

A smiling little fat man heard Qi Wenjiang call him, and sat down with a plate like a dog.

"Brother Qi, you call me."

The little fat man also saw the meat on Qi Wenjiang's plate, and stretched out his chopsticks to grab a piece, but he didn't want to be slapped off by Qi Wenjiang just as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Eat your own."

The fleshy face of the little fat man collapsed all at once.

The young players of Team B glanced at the chubby plate.

Just a piece of chicken breast and a few boiled broccoli.

The little fat man's round and fleshy hand poked at the tasteless vegetarian dishes, and his brows were wrinkled into a few slits.

"Brother Qi, my mouth has been boring these days."

Isn't it?

Since Qiao Yu became a coach, his good days have come to an end.

Every day, you can only have chicken breast and vegetarian dishes.

Chubby loves instant noodles, deep-fried chicken thighs, and ice cream and chocolate.

What now.

Not at all.

Qi Wenjiang didn't see his bitter and hateful appearance, and ate by himself.

The young players of Team B pouted.

Who doesn't know that Team A listens to Qi Wenjiang.

It seems that the little coach is trying to please only one person.

"I heard that your A-team's training schedule has been changed, and you are not allowed to train more?"

"Hey, unlike our coach, who let us practice until two or three o'clock in the morning every day, we are all busy."

"It's not, but it's better to be busy, isn't it all for the game."

The little players on Team B were a little gloating.

Team A is slacking off like this, and when the time comes, they will work hard and squeeze all the A teams down in the spring game.

If you get a good position, you can also go from the seeded team to the key team, and you don't need more than 20 people to train together.

Qi Wenjiang didn't speak.

Still poking the meat on the plate and ignoring them.

"By the way, it's nothing if you don't let the extra training, the key is that the little coach has to make up for the cultural class, which makes Lao Tzu laugh to death."

"I don't know what she thinks, we are serious professional e-sports players, and we don't take the college entrance examination, so it's useless."

"Yes."

The little fat man next to him couldn't listen anymore.

"Have you told me enough?" Annoying.

Team B shut up.

They looked at each other, and they didn't want to be unhappy with them.

Anyway, their coach has real skills, unlike the A team, a small coach who can't get on the stage.

Qi Wenjiang finished eating.

I put the plate away.

As soon as I stood up, I saw Big Brother coming over.

"Manager." He shouted.

"Well, you inform them that tomorrow's training plan is canceled and they won't be used in the training room."

"Oh."

As if he knew something, Qi Wenjiang's tone was light.

The men of Team B were surprised.

"Now your A team doesn't even train every day? What do you little coaches think? ”

Big Brother glanced at the people on Team B, looking puzzled.

"Who says you don't train?" He said: "Isn't this going to be a battle tomorrow, the SR team will come to Cloud City tomorrow, and Qiao Yu happened to make an appointment with someone to fight, which can be regarded as a practice." ”

Qi Wenjiang and Xiaopang's faces darkened suddenly.

And not only them.

The young players of Team A who heard the news turned pale.

"Damn! Wasn't Team SR the last Spring champion? You're going to fight them? ”

The men of Team B were surprised.

Isn't this abusing vegetables?

"Oh, yes." Big Brother thought of something: "The training plan of the day after tomorrow should also be vacated, your coach has made an appointment with the CTK team, don't lose too ugly when the time comes." ”

CTK！

it!

Is this the championship of the league?

Does this A team use people as sandbags every day?

(End of chapter)