My Smell is Damn Charming

More than a month was not long, but it was enough for Mu Huan to learn enough about this body, and he also tried four-round jumps one after another.

For the Alphas of the national team, the four-week jump is the standard for professionalism and the minimum requirement for entry into the international arena.

It is not difficult for Mu Huan to get to this point.

The foundation of this body is very good, and he has experience, the success rate of the quad jump has been increasing.

Now even around the hook can be completed.

The next step is to consolidate this completion rate and try the 4A exercise.

It's just that Mu Huan also knows that the rapid increase in strength is about to slow down.

Going forward is the world of the strong Alpha, where it is more difficult and cruel, and he really stops outside this door and needs the guidance of a professional coach.

It just so happened that the training team started, as long as he succeeds in staying in the national team, there will be a coach.

Next, Mu Huan continued to consolidate his previous practice, and occasionally took a rest on ice when he was tired.

Unconsciously, it was three o'clock. Li Xin, his four teammates, and coach Wen Chun walked into the skating rink together at this time.

Mu Huan asked curiously, "Didn't it mean that I won't be on the ice in the afternoon?"

After Li Xin came in, he looked at Han Can who was guarding in the first row, glanced at Yin Ge, and smiled meaningfully: "The training team will start tomorrow. Wen Jiao said that we may not have enough training time, so I changed it. Place."

Wen Jiao had already walked in front of Mu Huan, patted the guardrail between the two, and said, "Yin Ge, did you bring it here?"

Mu Huan nodded: "Do you know?"

Wen Chun smiled: "Have you heard, how is it? Not bad, right?"

Mu Huan moved in his heart and said vaguely: "Yes."

Wen Chun smiled more complicatedly: "Then Lao Yu is relieved."

Mu Huan looked at Wen Chun deeply and was about to ask deeply, but Wen Chun had already turned around: "Warm up for ten minutes."

Omega from his team dropped the training supplies on his seat and ran around the ice rink. Li Xin also followed the crowd.

Mu Huan looked thoughtful at Wen Chun's back.

What is Wen Chun laughing at?

Why did Yu Yiman and Mr. Xiong, the two fairy-like figures in the national team, become the coaches of this training team?

Why did Mu Huan, who once became the “seed” of Chinese double skating suddenly give up? Why does his own comeback a year later make the national team's coaching team a great situation? The most important thing... why does this Yin Ge feel that Yu Yiman is preparing for himself?

These doubts all point to one place...

Immediately afterwards, Mu Huan remembered what Li Xin once said, "The pheromone tastes bitter, and it's a bit fishy, ​​it really doesn't smell..."

Mu Huan:...

I really don't want to accept that the pheromone of my two lives is a strange smell of mutation. Is my posture wrong when I reborn?

The seed of doubt takes root in the heart, and it will grow vigorously soon.

Mu Huan, who turned and slid out, had no more thoughts of training. Following the thoughts in his heart, he slid towards Yin Ge.

Yin Ge saw Mu Huan passing by, staying on the spot, looking forward to it, smiled a long way away, and stood with scorching grace.

Han Can on the sidelines was alert for an instant, his eyes piercing.

Li Xin, who was running a circle around the ice rink, was hit in the arm by his companion and motioned for him to turn his head to watch the excitement.

Mu Huan just slid right in front of Yin Ge and tested the first sentence ambiguously: "Do you have any opinion on my pheromone?"

Yin Ge was asked for an instant, and shook his head vigorously: "No, nothing..."

"Really?" Mu Huan looked at him deeply, and the faint pheromone was secreted from his body, because he tried his best to control it to the extent that only Yin Ge could smell it, so he couldn't tell whether it was an attack or courtship pheromone. Ge blushed and said shyly: "I think it's good, really, although it's a bit bitter, but I like to eat bitter gourd!"

Mu Huan took the pheromone and left without expression.

Momordica charantia?

Sure enough, the posture of reincarnation was not right. For two lifetimes, I was really on the bar with the pheromone.

Because of the pheromone problem, "Mu Huan" was worried about losing face, so he forcibly retired and spent a lot of time to provoke Han Can, so he left such a big hole for himself.

Because of the pheromone problem, he has not yet returned to the team, and even his partner has been determined.

Even more because of the pheromone problem, Yin Ge always looks at herself with this sticky gaze.

Mu Huan didn't have the thought of training anymore, and went straight off the ice, probably because his face was not good, even Han Can didn't dare to approach the windy.

After changing his shoes and putting his bag on his back, Mu Huan left the ice rink alone.

The emotions that appeared in the previous life once again disturbed Mu Huan’s brain. For quite a while, he didn’t even know what he was thinking. He walked all the way down the stairs of the skating hall, and his pace was getting faster and faster. Until your feet step on the ground!

Mu Huan suddenly turned his head to look at the skating hall behind him, his eyes condensed.

The same thing won't knock me down twice.

What's more, I never fell down for the first time!

...

Mu Huan’s additional training after dinner did not go over. It was rare for him to take a long time off, but in the evening he received a call from Han Can using the phone number of his university classmates and asked him warmly.

Mu Huan hung up the phone and couldn't bear it. He didn't understand how there could be such a selfish person in this world. I just like your name to be entangled, but I do my own way regardless of the other person's ideas, purely to satisfy my own selfish desires. .

Mu Huan, who has been harassed by the truth, no longer has any perfunctory thoughts. The so-called demeanor is also for people who deserve it. Han Can can no longer ignore this behavior that can be called harassment.

Lying on the bed, Mu Huan pinched the corner of the phone and patted it on his abdomen one by one, thinking carefully about Han Can for the first time.

After thinking for a while, he sat up and broadcasted the phone number of Qi Wen Mansion.

"Hello?" Qi Wen Mansion said in a lazy tone.

Mu Huan was straightforward: "Did Zhang Jing still find Han Can now?"

Qi Wen Mansion was astonished: "How do I know that I am not his father."

"How much do you know about Zhang Jing and Han Can?"

"Why, ask this suddenly."

Mu Huan talked about the terrible things that Han Can had been pestering him recently. Qi Wenfu's head was circling quickly, and Jiejie smiled strangely: "Oh, you guy, this is going to cause trouble. Come on, let me help. Check it out."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

That's it, find someone to restrain Han Can, so that he won't become more and more addicted to the world of imagination.

He can't wake a person who pretends to be asleep, but someone may be able to.

No words for a night.

Early the next morning, Mu Huan returned from the exercises as usual. Several figure skating training team members were already standing scattered downstairs.

Perhaps after yesterday, these players have been popularized in the small group of what kind of existence he is. Seeing him appear, his eyes are not partial, he is seen by Mu Huan, his eyes are drifting aside, and his back is given to Mu. Huan.

Mu Huan pursed the corners of his mouth to see if there is still time. He went to the cafeteria to grab two steamed buns to eat, then went back to the room and changed his clothes. When he went downstairs, the training team was almost there.

Far away, Mu Huan discovered an interesting phenomenon.

Wu Zimeng was surrounded by a group of people. Although this girl had a face that no strangers would enter, she still couldn't stop everyone's enthusiasm for her.

There are more than ten people, forming a small group, which has ABOs, and it is vaguely headed by one person.

Yin Ge was left standing alone by the flower bed, and looked to this side frequently, until he saw him with a smile on his face, greeted him with two steps, and stopped again.

Mu Huan approached, Yin Ge leaned in timidly and greeted: "Senior brother early."

When Mu Huan saw Yin Ge, his eyes flashed slightly, and soon calmed down again. When he turned his eyes, it was Wu Zimeng and the Alpha who led the small group.

Wu Zimeng's style is very characteristic, and the small team's Alpha finally recognized the person after Mu Huan carefully distinguished it.

This is not the A single "Big Brother" Wang Qinghua from Y province?

Mu Huan defeated him in the team assessment, he is still here now, presumably the national team still compensated for a place in Y province.

It's just that this fragmented and separate situation is not a good situation.

The three looked at each other for a few seconds, and then each turned to the beginning, doing their own thing.

Mu Huan stood still by the flower bed, took out his phone and looked down for a while. When he raised his head again, Wen Chun was already holding his coach, carrying a big water bottle in his hand, and walked over with an old face.

"The coach is here."

"This is Coach Wen Chun."

"Is Coach Yu next to him?"

"That's the assistant coach. I saw it yesterday. Besides, the coach is a female Alpha. I heard that it is beautiful and rusty."

Mu Huan put the phone down and looked up.

It wasn't Yu Jiao, Yu Yiman didn't come, and Mr. Xiong didn't come either.

It is also unbelievable to think about it. The fairy-like figures in these two national teams have chosen to go off the court in person. He who has won the world championship does not have this treatment.

It's all because of Mu Huan.

In this way, the relationship between Yu Yiman and Mu Huan also needs to be studied. Even the coach is not qualified to slap the players while they are lying in the hospital bed. There is a limit even if the master is like a father.

Mu Huan looked down and thought.

The relationship between "Mu Huan" and Yu Yiman is not even known to him, an "old guy" who has been in the national team for more than ten years. It seems that he has to find a way to find out.

While thinking about it, Mu Huan followed in line to pick up the items.

Everyone received a pocket, put in the prohibited items during the training camp, and finally wrote his name, and then handed it in.

Someone muttered beside him: "It's like a prison."

Someone also said: "I heard that the training team is super scary, has anyone talked about it?"

"It's okay, it's just a little more tired than usual training, and you can't go out anytime, you can't get on the Internet." Wang Qinghua Kaikai continued.

After raising the volume, the good guy said: "If you have any questions, just ask me, I will tell everyone."

The excessively high voice interrupted Mu Huan's thoughts and looked over.

Wang Qinghua can be regarded as a nail in the training team. He has been here every year for six years, and he is older than many of the active members of the national team.

He is old and his performance is not good enough, but it is not bad. In the past few years, the provincial team of Y province has produced a Wu Zimeng in Alpha, so Wang Qinghua takes one of the two places every year.

But what's the point of being here? The national team can't be selected, and it still occupies the quota of young athletes. It's better to consciously give way to young people.

This and again, it is inevitable that people will be poking the backbone of the discussion.

Mu Huan didn't bother to pay attention to Wang Qinghua's tricks to buy people's hearts. He looked back and threw the phone into his plastic pocket.

Yin Ge whispered from the side: "Brother Wang said you in the group."

Mu Huan paused when he lost his phone.

Yin Ge thought that Mu Huan was concerned, so he continued: "Everyone didn't know your situation, and you didn't know that you were a national player who returned from the training team. You could not occupy the spot, but he said that..." Biting his lip :"unacceptable."