My Smell is Damn Charming

Yin Ge's position was strange, Mu Huan glanced at him, Yin Ge seemed to have tasted something from him, and hurriedly closed his mouth.

When he was ready to hand over the plastic pocket, Mu Huan looked at the pocket where the assistant teacher would write his name, put it in the cardboard box beside his feet, and then looked up at Wen Chun.

Wen Chun usually happily, as soon as he enters the coaching state, he stands aside with a sullen face, and looks fierce when he looks at people, as if he is about to skin and tear people apart.

Many players dare not show the atmosphere.

After all the staff turned in, Wen Chun turned and walked towards the ice rink, and the assistant teacher shouted "Keep up."

Mu Huan saw Wang Qinghua approaching the teaching assistant and yelled happily: "Brother Zhao, long time no see, do you remember me?"

This assistant has a very old qualifications. He was there when Mu Huan joined the national team. Later, after more than ten years as an assistant, he finally got the position of coach. It is different from Wen Chun. He usually has no temper, and he has no temper when he was a coach. With the salary of the coach, he continues to work as an assistant.

As for what happened later, Mu Huan is not clear.

The Assistant Professor Zhao was greeted enthusiastically by Wang Qinghua, and he responded enthusiastically. The two sides exchanged greetings all the way to the big iron gate, and then Wang Qinghua left.

The iron gate only opened a small gate on the right. The 67-person training team was pulled extremely long, and Mu Huan just let a few players pass first and fell behind the team.

At this time, I heard that it was not far ahead. Wang Qinghua said: “Don’t be afraid. The coaches of the national team are also human. They just teach us with their salary. They are not as fierce as they seem. It might be a hit."

"Really? I'm particularly scared."

"It still feels fierce."

"My feet are a little soft."

Wang Qinghua patted his chest: "Believe me, I have been here many times, and I am familiar with it here."

Mu Huan saw the group of young athletes looking at Wang Qinghua with admiration and looked down.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining, and the snake-like team walked crookedly in order to avoid the sun. They walked the usual way, but today I don’t know why it is so long.

Fortunately, when they finally arrived at the skating hall, a group of newcomers were shocked by this majestic building and stopped to admire them.

Mu Huan stopped procrastinating, surpassed from the side, made two steps and made a ladder, surpassing the number of people all the way, and reached the highest order first.

Wang Qinghua fell behind and said to the people around him: "Did you see it? It was him, who was fired from the national team. He said that he was coming back and he ran to our training team.

The number of places in the national team is tight, even if it was difficult to recruit one from the training team in previous years, it will be even harder to say when he comes this year. "

The little team members were "switched" and nodded one after another.

"Yes, there were already fewer places, so it might be more difficult now."

"Sister Zimeng has the opportunity this year, another Mu Huan, when did the national team recruit three people in one go?"

"And what about Yin Ge? Did you forget? Just because the pheromone smells so good...Tsk, it's a good fate."

"Except for Sister Zimeng, I'm not convinced by anyone!"

But some people who are not on Wang Qinghua's side saw Mu Huan's figure and said, "Will Mu Huan come back this time will be counted in the training team's quota?"

"As long as he has enough ability, it doesn't matter to us to return to the national team, is it Zimeng?"

Wu Zimeng's hairstyle is still handsome and bold today, but without the ear studs she has been wearing in the provincial team, she walks up the stairs step by step with an arrogant posture, and she doesn't speak with a cool face.

Someone said: "Mu Huan has won many national championships in the youth group. Before Zi Meng, he was dominating the A singles championship. Don't underestimate him."

At this time, Wu Zimeng said: "Last time I saw him, he didn't skate well. Now it has been more than a month. It's time for you to see what the strength of a genius athlete is."

"..."

The group around him was silent for a moment.

Yes, who was Mu Huan originally? Even now, camels that starve to death are bigger than horses. Don’t underestimate, don’t underestimate...

Naturally, Mu Huan didn't know that he had come along this way, and he became the center of discussion. He just didn't like to go up the stairs slowly, so he used his usual speed to get ahead.

Yin Ge walked in the forefront, following Wen Chun, far away from his teammates and companions, looking strangely lonely.

There is no other way.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, and the fact that Yin Ge was scheduled to become a national player has long been spread, but his personal ability is quite average, and he is not jealous.

After all, he is different from Mu Huan and Wu Zimeng. He has no arrogant confidence.

As a result, seeing Mu Huan catching up, Yin Ge didn't know what he had thought of. His face was full of surprises, and his face turned red.

Mu Huan stepped forward, maintaining a sufficient distance with him, and did not communicate, but vaguely, Mu Huan smelled a faint grapefruit fragrance.

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The pheromone was caught by the sensitive nasal cavity. Mu Huanzheng turned his head in surprise. Wen Chun, who was walking in the front, lifted the curtain, and a cold wind cut his face on his face, so all the odors were plundered by the cold and disappeared.

As soon as Mu Huan woke up, the pheromone disappeared without a trace.

After stepping through the curtain, he stepped into the ice rink. When Mu Huan saw the people waiting inside, his attention was completely diverted.

Yu Jiao and Mr. Xiong have already arrived.

The two sat side by side on the first row of seats. Hearing the movement and looking back at the same time, they couldn't see the gap in other people's mouths at all.

After exiting the aisle, Mu Huan walked down the seat. At a certain moment, the eyes of both of them were focused on him, sharp and aggressive.

Mu Huan unavoidably looked at each other, but Yu Yiman, who has always been strong, turned his mouth suddenly after looking at each other for a second, then his eyes became soft, and he looked at him with implicit encouragement and took the lead to look away. .

In this way, Mr. Xiong's strong opinions towards him were presented as if overwhelming.

Right.

As the head coach, you can't even control the going or leaving of a player, and the bear should always be angry.

Xiong is always called Beta, and he is not in charge of coaching. It is arranged by the General Administration of Sports to be responsible for the administration of the figure skating team. Improper coaching does not mean that he is not prestigious. Mr. Xiong has established a reputation for uncompromising prestige in the figure skating team over the years. He said that he does not want an athlete, and no coach can leave people behind.

I'm afraid he Mu Huan is the first one.

Thinking about it this way, it is clear how much effort Coach Yu has put in for him behind his back.

Mu Huan narrowed his eyes, restrained his momentum, avoided Mr. Xiong's gaze, and couldn't make it difficult for Yu Jiao to do.

After all the way down the stairs, Mu Huan, like everyone else, found a seat and sat down.

When everyone was there, three coaches and two assistants got up and stood at the forefront.

The national training team is a rare event during the rest period of the national team, but this year it is too serious. The coaches restrain each other and run over the heads of the training players. Not to mention ordinary small players, like Wang Qinghua." "Old You Tiao", also curled up to be a man.

Mr. Xiong woke up his voice, making the already quiet skating rink become audible, and everyone held their breath.

Then, Mr. Xiong introduced himself, saying that his surname is Xiong. Xiong Anchao is the head coach of the national team and the head coach of the training team. He is also the head coach of the training team.

He said that he did not excessively interfere in the selection of national players in previous years, but he has a reason to appear here this year, because there are still three years before the China Winter Olympics, and he needs to select outstanding athletes from various channels, so this time The training team has more national team places than previous sessions, but the prerequisite is that the players have enough strength.

Before he finished speaking, the team members couldn't help but whispered.

National team expansion?

Ah ah ah ah ah?

I have a chance too!

Come on, come on together!

In the face of good news, let alone Mr. Xiong, even Xiong is not afraid of his mother!

After Xiong finished speaking, it was Yu Yiman's turn to speak.

Yu Yiman said: "I, for the first time as the coach of the training team, there is only one reason. I want to expand the enrollment of pair skating. I want to recruit more pair skating players to compete in the brutal team to deal with the Olympics. I have the ability. Come to me if you are confident."

Ahhhhh! ! ? ?

As the voice fell, the noise became louder.

"Yu Jiao is going to expand her enrollment!?"

"She is the number one pair skating coach in China!!"

"Eh~ I seem to go skating for two people~~"

"Mom, there was a layer of goose bumps suddenly. I'm so lucky that I'm on the training team this year, hehehehe..."

Wang Qinghua's back straightened unconsciously, and then he glanced in the direction of Mu Huan and Wu Zimeng.

If the enrollment is expanded, he might have the opportunity to become a national player after these two people, a national player!

Xiong Zong and Yu Yiman took turns in the battle, fought a round of "chicken blood", the exciting training team screamed, their faces flushed.

Only Mu Huan remained absolutely calm and fell into deep thinking.

Hmm...is there such a thing?

There are so many good seedlings in the national team. They are all "great"-level figures who have been on the field, have carried guns and have experienced many battles. The coaches of the national team should put the hope of winning the Olympic Games on their trainers. I don't know how to pose in the "Push Street" pose.

This scene is really a set of words.

But in this way, it can be regarded as explaining to others the reason why these two great gods are here now.

After these two had spoken, when it was finally Wen Chun's turn, the style of painting finally returned to normal.

Wen Chun said: "Ah, my surname is Wen, Wen Chun. I serve as the head coach of single skating in the national team. I am also the head coach of O singles. I am mainly responsible for the daily training of your team members.

I won’t say much nonsense. On the first day of the test, I will take out all your strength to feed and play a short program.

Next, I called the name Shangbing, and if it was not my turn, I would find a place to warm up by myself. "

Succinct and concise, cool personality, wait until the end, look around, finally fell on Mu Huan, his chin raised, and said: "Mu Huan, you come first."