The eSports coach is a girl

Chapter 94
Bandy glanced at the coaches present, and finally fixed his gaze on the three people on Luo Miao's side.

Although he didn't know Xu Chen, he knew the young master of the Luo family.

Almost without a pause, he subconsciously ignored He Qi, who was wearing a mask, staring at Can, and decided that he was Xu Chen.

He Qi indifferently watched Bandy walking towards her firmly, and then said to Can who was next to him in a strange way, "Coach Xu, I've heard of you for a long time."

Can: "???"

Luo Miao: "Pfft——"

He Qi: "..."

Bandy frowned upon seeing "Xu Chen"'s strange expression, "Why, we made an appointment for a friendly match before and forgot it so quickly?"

"Bandy." He Qi called his name without any waves, "I'm Xu Chen."

The air froze for a second.

Luo Miao couldn't hold back his laughter anymore.

Bandy's face turned blue and white, and finally flushed, pointing at her and unable to speak, "You...you...how could it be!"

"It turned out to be Coach Bandy. I have admired you for a long time. I am Can, the coach of Team Cici." After learning about Bandy's identity, Can took the initiative to show his affection.

Bandy's expression twitched for a long time before he regained his composure, and nodded to Can, "Hello."

After finishing speaking, he stared at the boy whose height reached his mouth, "Coach Xu is really surprisingly young."

He Qi smiled faintly, "Coach Bandy is only ten years older than me, and he is in his prime."

Anyone who follows Qunying knows that Bandy celebrated his 32nd birthday with great excitement a few days ago.

Can listened to the conversation between the two with a half understanding.

Luo Miao almost laughed again, turned his face to the side and covered his chin with his hands, even a fool could see what he was covering up.

He Xiaoqi is complaining about Bandy's old age.

Bandy naturally understood what she meant, and laughed angrily, "Coach Xu will be under a lot of pressure this year. After all, he has been criticized before. If YouthK doesn't play well..."

If it is omitted, both of them know it well.

He Qi still had no expression on her face, she raised her eyes lightly, her voice was not clear and shallow: "In terms of pressure, no team can compare to Qunying."

The stronger the team's expectations, the greater the natural pressure.

Bandy bent his lips, and nodded when he heard someone calling him, "I'm going first, you guys talk slowly."

Almost as soon as he turned around, Bandy's face was sullen, as if there was a big dark cloud over his head, his aggrieved face made the person who called him afraid to speak.

Can waited for Bandy to leave and asked curiously, "Do you know Qunying's coach?"

"Talked a few words, I'm not familiar."

He Qi turned her eyes and caught a glimpse of a woman in a red windbreaker rushing into the arena, then said calmly, "The coach of the Holy Grail is here."

Xu Yingning stepped on high heels and walked towards Bandy's group. Her figure was slender and slender, with big wavy curly hair hanging down her waist, swaying from side to side as she walked.

When Bandy saw that Xu Yingning's face was sunny after rain, his smile was even brighter.

"Yingning!" Bandy opened his arms and walked towards Xu Yingning.

However, Xu Yingning unbuttoned the windbreaker, threw the windbreaker on Bandy, and went straight to Luo Miao.

"Little Luoluo, why are you here?" Xu Yingning hugged Luo Miao enthusiastically, and rubbed his face regardless of the other party's struggle, "Have you thought about your sister Xu?"

"No... let go!" Luo Miao pawed for a long time without removing the claws on his face, his little face turned red, "Xu Yingning, do you still want my brother's WeChat?!"

A gleam flashed in Xu Yingning's eyes, she patted his face reluctantly, and said with a smile: "Everything is easy to talk about with WeChat."

He Qi glanced at Xu Yingning and Luo Miao.

It turns out that the coach of the Holy Grail likes Luo Miao's brother?

Bandy's hairstyle was messed up by Xu Yingning's throw, and he showed a small expression of grievance and resentment while holding the windbreaker.

(End of this chapter)