She refused!

She was overjoyed when Ming Ying came, but when the senior brother came, she was like a lightning strike!

Who wants to be managed by parents!

What's more, she is still the coach of the Glory League, if she lets the senior brother know, according to the senior brother's heart, she will definitely not agree.

Therefore, it is imperative to catch up with the big brother!

It's just that.

When she followed Chu Weichen to her new home, this idea was immediately put to her heart!

"The Prince—"

"The Prince—"

The two little ones ran over excitedly, and when they saw Chu Weichen, they immediately stood up and said hello.

Qiao Yu looked around in disbelief.

First, this home is on the opposite side.

Second, it is very spacious, like the house she secretly rented outside.

Three-bedroom apartment with wireless TV and air conditioning.

No more getting up at night and shivering.

A hundred times better than their dilapidated houses!

"Senior brother, this rent is not cheap, right?"

Rent an apartment in Cloud City Financial Center!

Big brother is too rich!

If you have money, she likes it!

If you have money, she welcomes it!

Jiang Yin leaned over and compared his fingers with a "one".

"Ten thousand a month, the money from the senior brother."

“！！！”

Ten thousand!

"Senior brother! You're so rich! ”

Yes.

Senior Brother is the only eldest disciple of Wengui Taizu.

This grandfather has a lot of assets, and the elder brother must have a lot of money in his pocket after he goes west.

In addition, over the years, Xiaonanshan's general affairs have been taken care of by the senior brother, and the disciples of the master have watched the senior brother take care of many trivial matters, and a separate copy will be prepared for the senior brother every year.

If she cheats the senior brother's private money, then she won't have the start-up capital!

Qiao Yu's mind was turning, and now was not the time to drive away the senior brother.

She dragged Jiang Yin and Wen Shu into her own room, and the three of them started a family meeting.

"Senior brother didn't beat you." She asked.

Jiang Yin sat on the floor and glanced out the door.

"Not really, the senior brother just reprimanded Xiaoshu a few words, saying that Xiaoshu didn't take good care of the prince, and nothing else."

The teenager automatically omitted the matter of Wen Shu being punished, and said:

"I also asked us a lot of things, all about the prince, and then asked us to pack up our things, saying that since the prince has a job, he will move to a place close to the prince, so that it is convenient to take care of it."

Qiao Yu was taken aback and immediately grasped the point.

"Senior brother knows I'm here?"

Wen Shu rubbed his calf that was punished, pitiful.

"The senior brother said, the prince has a sense of proportion in everything, don't worry, but pity me, the senior brother knows that I am in the Internet café, so he quit his job for me and let me stay at home and read and write."

Qiao Yu nodded.

"It's really like the style of a senior brother."

In the eyes of the senior brother, Wen Shu is a minor, and it is a place like an Internet café, so it is naturally not allowed.

After going around and around, this trip out of home, Qiao Yu felt that he had returned to Yucheng, and it hadn't changed at all.

It's better to go back to Chongqing.

Jiang Yin leaned into Qiao Yu's ear and whispered.

"Prince, it seems that the senior brother is really here, I packed up my things today, I see that the disciples of the senior brother are gone."

"What?"

The Xiaonanshan disciple card is a status symbol of the disciple of the master.

The disciple has no care, and he must not leave his body.

This disciple's cards are gone, so the senior brother really turned his back on the master?

The young players felt that their coaches were very different today.

Very handsome!

It's not that he wasn't handsome before.

The previous coach, just with a face, was still a little sloppy when he dressed up.

On weekdays, the little padded jacket is wrinkled, the little white shoes are dirty, and the care is sloppy.

But today is different.

The small padded jacket of soft velvet is white and brand new to wear on the body, and the little white shoes are clean and clean, and even the laces are neat and beautiful.

And that look.

Under the soft short hair is a fair and clear little face, the skin is as tender as white jade, and the eyebrows and eyes are more delicate, like Zhong Lingyuxiu's little son in the pen and ink painting.

In addition, Qiao Yu has a good temperament, and the bookish flavor of poetry and books cultivated by everyone, modest and noble, makes people even more unable to take their eyes off.

The little player wondered.

The sloppy coach actually dressed up?

It's not her style at all.

Actually, they don't know.

Now Qiao Yu is under the control of a little parent, and he is no longer a wild boy.

Early in the morning, Chu Weichen folded his clothes neatly and put them at the head of the bed, from autumn clothes and pants to woolen lined jackets.

When he went out, he squatted down to tie the crooked laces himself.

"Grooming is politeness, and in the future, remember not to slack off."

Before leaving, he gave her a very stern lesson, and then let her go out.

"If you want me to say, it's a pity that we coaches are not celebrities."

"That's it, celebrities are not as handsome as our coaches."

The young players are proud, their own coaches, they must be capable and capable, and they must look good, which is also too face-saving.

"What are you muttering? Still not training? Want to get penalized? ”

Captain Qi Wenjiang swept over with a look, but his eyes were a little swollen and he was beaten.

The little contestants lowered their heads and shut up.

Qi Wenjiang secretly glanced at Qiao Yu from the computer desk.

Qiao Yu's five senses were keen, and he grabbed him and peeked at him at once, Qi Wenjiang's face turned red, and he retracted his head again.

"Qi Wenjiang doesn't train well, what are you looking at."

Qiao Yu didn't let him go.

Oops.

Named out.

Qi Wenjiang scolded in his heart, and he knew that he was pulling Lao Tzu's pigtails.

"I see that the coach didn't come over yesterday, so I'm just curious."

Qiao Yu leaned back in the coach's chair, turned around, and glanced at the young players in the training classroom.

"By the way, the manager told you yesterday, let's talk about the next sponsorship, don't worry about the funds for the spring game, train hard, if you lose my face, don't blame me for beating you."

What!

In the training room, it exploded all at once!

Sponsor!

What a situation!

They are just a youth team, and they have not yet become a professional team, so they have sponsorship!

What a deal!

"Don't disgrace the coach!!"

The little player shouted loudly, his eyes full of excitement.

The news also spread throughout the youth team in an instant.

The young players of Team B are particularly sour.

In the cafeteria, they glanced at Team A and rolled their eyes to the sky.

"Look at other coaches, they are focusing on homework and physical fitness, and no one is left behind."

"There are also professional team actual combat exercises, and now they have pulled sponsorship."

"Tut-tut, look at their A team like this, isn't Qi Wenjiang awesome, now obediently following behind their coach's ass, I think it's very enthusiastic."

Sour.

It's sour.

The tone was full of sour water.

"Oh, don't envy others, haven't you heard, the Emperor of Chengde is on the air tonight, Niannian is the heroine!"

"Didn't this drama say that the second male lead would be changed?"

"It doesn't seem to have changed, I looked at the cast list, and I heard that Xu Beizhen's little actor was hacked."

None of this is important, the important thing is that Lin Nian is their goddess and must be cheered on.

The young player of Team B took out his phone, tapped the screen, and then opened the trailer.

"Damn—"

(End of chapter)