Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 136 The Champion and You Are Mine (64)

After Zhang Yang finished speaking with a cold face, he glanced over the crowd, wanting to see their expressions.

But when he saw Sang Jian sitting in the corner dozing off, he was about to explode.

boom!
Zhang Yang slapped the table and shouted angrily: "See you Lin Sang! If you don't want to come to the official team training, there are plenty of people who want to come! Qin An gave you this opportunity, if you can't grasp it, get out of here as soon as possible!" "

Dozing off at such a time?

There is still one month before the autumn competition begins.

As a newcomer, she hasn't played well with Shen Xian and the others, if she doesn't train well, how will she fight others?

Sang woke up with a start, and looked at Zhang Yang in a daze.

Shen Xian, who was sitting next to her, suddenly sat up straight, blocking her view.

He probably didn't want to block Sang Jian's sight, but he was blocking Zhang Yang's sight of Sang Jian.

It's a pity that it didn't stop just now.

He pursed his lips at this moment, obviously a little unhappy.

But he was unhappy that he had let her be discovered!
Shen Xian had noticed that Sang Jian was sleepy a long time ago, and had been covering her all the time, but who knew he would still be discovered.

"Shen Xian! What are you doing to block her? Do you want me to scold you along with you?" Zhang Yang was furious.

"What did I say before? It's okay for the two of you to be in a relationship and be ambiguous, don't affect the training! Did you ignore my words?"

One must know that Shen Xian's attitude towards the game before was that he couldn't tolerate the slightest seriousness in his eyes.

This time he actually dozed off while covering up Sang Jian?
Shen Xian pursed her lips and remained silent, but her body didn't move a bit, still covering Sang Jian tightly.

Until a slender hand rested on his shoulder, pushing him back and forcing him to lean on the chair.

Sang Jian emerged from beside him.

She yawned, tilted her head to look at Zhang Yang, and said seriously: "Coach, I think your training method is not good, and it will damage the health of our players! It will be easy to lose state in the game!"

Zhang Yang said with a dark face, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Sang Jian nodded seriously, "That's right!"

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Zhang Yang's eyes widened, how dare she say it?
Sang Jian suddenly stood up from the chair, glanced at the time, and said: "The best time for people to sleep is before eleven o'clock in the evening. After this time, it is considered staying up late. How harmful it is, don't Did I say more?"

"Also, we sit in front of the computer and play games every day. It's not good for the cervical spine, waist and eyes. Look at the people in our team. These boys are like weak chickens. They should be given some time to let go. They work out."

"In this way, next time we meet someone like the Nanshan team, even if we can't fight on the field, we can still fight outside the field!"

Although Sang Jian was dozing off just now, she heard what they said.

Isn't this kind of team that speaks badly just in need of a beating?
Everyone: "..."

What do you mean?
Not satisfied with online pk, still want to offline pk?

Before waiting for others to speak, Sang Jian said again: "So I think it's time to go back to the dormitory to rest. Tomorrow morning at seven o'clock, we will gather at the club gate on time, go out for an hour of running, and then come back to train. In the evening...replay Don't exceed ten o'clock, and give everyone enough time to rest. After a month like this, the people in Nanshan will definitely be beaten to the ground!"

Speaking of the last sentence, Sang Jian waved his fist in the air.

(End of this chapter)