Dumb Please Take a Seat

  Chapter 31 Gong Jiuyin, your new coach

  The character is like a person.

   There is indeed some basis for this statement.

  Close the folder, Jun Gu raised his head, staring at the young man unobtrusively: "Go to the training room?"

  Although it is an interrogative sentence pattern, there is no half-questioning gesture.

   A few strands of fine hair fell on Gong Jiuhan's delicate brow bone, and said lightly: "Yes."

  Since I have accepted the employment of others, I have to do things for others.

   This is a matter of principle.

  Club training room.

  People are doing their own physical training, and from time to time there is the sound of sand pillars and fists colliding.

  Only a few members sat quietly in a corner because of the coach's absence.

   In the center of the room, there is a large arena more than half a meter high.

Su Yu put his hands back and stood in front of the sand pillar, his body sweating violently. He raised his hand to keep attacking and swung it up and down. Just as he was about to continue, his eyes glanced at the person in the corner, and his fist stopped within two millimeters of the sand pillar. .

   Standing up and loosening his shoulders, Su Yu walked over and sat down, opened his gloves, and wiped the sweat off his face with his clothes.

  Wheat-toned skin has a healthy glow.

  He pursed his lips, looked at people and smiled: "Come here to be lazy? The boss is in the club at the moment, so he is quite courageous."

  The man was also sitting cross-legged on the ground, but leaning against the wall, with a health magazine covering his face.

  A very bland sentence came out from inside: "Why is this kind of boring training wasting time?"

   Arranged the gloves in his hand, and put them lightly on the floor in front of him, Su Yu's brows were slightly handsome: "This K-1 season, the boss has registered for us,"

  He stopped for a moment, bent over and supported his head on his knees, and continued: "This time is a challenge."

  It was the first time for them to participate in a free kick competition as a mixed martial arts player. The difference in levels made them face the challenge of how to effectively display their own strength.

The health magazine was taken away, revealing the face underneath, Wen Yao narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Yu: "The challenge is a trivial matter, but isn't Coach Shen not here, and no new coach has been recruited for the time being, I watched, It is estimated that someone will suffer."

  Imagine that you, a person who is used to fighting in a comprehensive way, suddenly asks you to stand up with one hand in free fighting, why don't you get stumbled first?

  Wen Yao knows that their boss always looks at his mood when doing things.

  But who would have expected that this time they would be reported for a free kick?

  Su Yu's expression didn't change much.

   Still with a shallow smile: "It's not our turn to worry about this. Does the coach have a boss? Why are you worried?"

  Wen Yao thought about it, that was the case, but before he could nod his head, he heard several people call out "boss" one after another.

   The two were startled, and quickly stood up.

  People who were exercising stopped.

  Jun Gu stood in front of the training room, followed by Jiang Xiying and a thin-looking teenager.

  Su Yu's eyes moved: "Is this a newcomer to the club?"

   After counting the people up and down, Su Yu was a little disappointed.

   This person can't do it at first glance.

  Skinny, always bowing his head.

  It seems that a gust of wind can blow people away, but they still come to fight.

   "It should be." Wen Yao looked at the person and subconsciously thought so.

   "Good afternoon everyone, we meet again."

   With one hand in his pocket and the other waving friendly, Jiang Xiying lifted her lips and smiled wickedly.

  Under the gold-wire mirror frame, Ru Mo raised his eyes slightly, and said in a cold tone, "Today, I will bring someone to meet you."

  He switched feet and turned sideways, signaling Gong Jiu to be silent.

  Stepping forward, Gong Jiuhan raised his eyes to look at the person, fell silent for a moment, then retracted his gaze, and said in a casual tone, "Gong Jiuhan, your new coach."

  At the end, she added another sentence: "Please advise."

  That face is too delicate.

   And extremely dull.

   emmm I was caught by my father to do things when I got home yesterday, and I was busy until very late, so I didn’t update it. My baby is very sorry for this~

  (end of this chapter)