Don't mess with me, the bastard of the glory of the king

Chapter 87 Don't Be A Strange Uncle
At this point, Lian told Bai Zhan to ask Yao Zheng to come for an interview. She had watched Yao Zheng's live broadcast several times.

Although it can't be compared with the old driver Xia Lang, compared to other entertainment anchors, his operation is relatively stable.

Bai Zhan had just found an assistant, and was in the process of negotiating a contract with the other's parents. He didn't have time to see Yao Zheng, so he entrusted the matter to Zuo Zong.

Zuo Zong usually only cares about training and developing tactics in the team, he is not as busy as Bai Zhan, he has to publicize, public relations and so on.

Shi Lian didn't tell Zuo Zong that he knew Yao Zheng, so when Rui accompanied Yao Zheng to knock on the gate of the base, Zuo Zong fixed his gaze on Shi Rui's face for a while, feeling that she looked familiar.

When he was looking at Shi Rui, Yao Zheng was also looking at him.

Zuo Zong was always unkempt at home, his beard was only shaved once every three days, his hair was a mess, he came out to meet people in pajamas, he was a greasy middle-aged uncle.

Yao Zheng and Shi Rui stood in front of him, blocking the sight of a certain "sexy" uncle, and his tone was a bit aggressive: "I'm here for an interview, are you the person in charge?"

Zuo Zong came back to his senses, glanced at him lazily, turned and entered the villa: "I'm the coach, come in."

Shi Rui took his hand and said in a low voice, "Why are you speaking so fiercely? What if you lose the election?"

Even if there is such a relationship sometimes, if Yao Zheng doesn't make a good impression on the coach, it may be difficult to pass the interview.

Yao Zheng was very appreciative, and acted nonchalantly: "If you can't be selected, you will be defeated. The world is vast, let me fly freely."

Shi Rui complained about him: "It's still flying, don't throw a shit."

Shi Lian and the others trained late last night, and they were still sleeping upstairs at this point.

The villa was quiet, Zuo Zong took Yao Zheng to the training room, gave him a mobile phone dedicated to training, connected it to a multimedia screen, and asked Yao Zheng to play a single row to try his level.

Yao Zheng is number one in the mobile Q10 area. Because his level is too high, it took him 2 minutes just to match his teammates.

Zuo Zong was lying on the chair, staring at the large multimedia screen carelessly.

Shi Rui was bored looking at the training room. Except for the long table and chairs in the middle, there were only drinking water and some potted green plants in the corner. On the walls on both sides were the team emblems and the photos of the players in full makeup.

Under the incandescent light, everything looked like that.

After the two teams BP each other, they enter the canyon and officially start the battle.

Yao Zheng chose his own monkey, and the lineup chosen by his teammates was fine.

He habitually invaded the opponent's wild red buff, Zuo Zong raised his eyebrows, this kid is quite vigorous.

But the opponent's strong shooter and support watched the red buff closely. He was sure he would be able to grab it?

Yao Zheng, on the outside, looks like a person with a hot temper. He is indeed not very good-tempered, but he is not rampant and brainless. On the contrary, everything he does is carefully thought out and carefully planned.

This has something to do with his living environment, just like Yao Lingyan.

Although the two have different tempers and appearances, their basic habits of doing things are roughly the same.

He is a bit obsessive-compulsive, and he made up his mind to counter the red buff, so he doesn't allow himself to make mistakes. If he makes a mistake, it would be too embarrassing. It would be embarrassing to think about it after working so hard to help others get the red buff.

He once did an extremely boring and boring thing, because he failed to reverse the buff once, he spent a day practicing, calculating the time of punishment, and which direction to escape from without being caught.

(End of this chapter)