Yin Ge's position was strange, Mu Huan glanced at him, Yin Ge seemed to notice something from his glance, and shut his mouth hastily.
After handing over the plastic bag, Mu Huan watched the assistant put the bag with his name on it into the cardboard box at his feet, and then looked up at Wen Chun.
Wen Chun is usually cheerful, but once he enters the coaching state, he looks like a ghost, standing aside with a sullen face, and when he looks at people, his eyes are fierce, as if he wants to skin and tear people apart.
Many young players did not dare to vent their spirits.
After all the staff turned in, Wen Chun turned and walked towards the ice rink, and the assistant coach shouted "follow me."
Mu Huan saw Wang Qinghua approaching the teaching assistant, and obediently called out, "Brother Zhao, long time no see, do you remember me?"
The qualifications of this assistant coach are very old. He was there when Mu Huan entered the national team, and after more than ten years as an assistant coach, he finally got the position of coach. Unlike Wen Chun, he has no temper at ordinary times, and he also has no temper when he is a coach. With the coach's salary, he continues to work as a teaching assistant.
As for what happened next, Mu Huan didn't know.
Assistant Professor Zhao was warmly greeted by Wang Qinghua, and he also responded enthusiastically. The two sides exchanged greetings all the way to the big iron gate, and Wang Qinghua said goodbye and left.
The iron gate only opened a small door on the right side, and the training team of 67 people was pulled extremely long. Mu Huan just let a few players pass first, and fell behind the team.
At this time, not far ahead, Wang Qinghua said: "Don't be afraid, the coaches of the national team are also human beings. They just teach us with salaries. They are not as fierce as they seem. Even if they really yell at someone, it sounds like it is, anyway. It might have been hit."
"Really? I'm so 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 this place."
Mu Huan saw the group of young athletes looking at Wang Qinghua with admiration, lowering their eyes.
The afternoon sun was strong, and the long snake-like team walked crookedly in order to avoid the sun. They walked the familiar road on weekdays, 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 towering and majestic building, and stopped to admire it.
Mu Huan no longer procrastinated, surpassed from the side, took two steps and made one ladder, surpassed an unknown number of people along the way, and reached the highest level first.
Wang Qinghua fell behind, and said to the people around him: "Did you see it? It's him who was expelled from the national team. He came back to our training team when he said something about his comeback.
The quota for the national team is tight. Even if it was difficult to recruit one from the training team in previous years, it will be even more difficult when he comes this year. "
The team members were "taught" and nodded one after another.
"That's right, the number of places is small, it may be more difficult now."
"Miss Zimeng has a chance this year. Another Mu Huan, when will the national team recruit three people in one go?"
"And Yin Ge? Did you forget? Just because the pheromone smells good... Tsk, what a blessing."
"I'm not convinced by anyone except Sister Zimeng!"
However, some people who were not on Wang Qinghua's side saw Mu Huan's figure and said, "Will Mu Huan's comeback be counted in the quota of the training team?"
"As long as he is capable enough, it's none of our business to return to the national team, isn't it Zimeng?"
Wu Zimeng's hairstyle today is still handsome and flamboyant, but without the earrings she has been wearing in the provincial team, she walked up the stairs step by step with a proud posture, with a cool face and no words.
Then someone said: "Mu Huan has won many national championships in the youth group. Before Zimeng, he was the one who dominated the single A championship. Don't underestimate him."
Only then did Wu Zimeng say: "The last time I saw him, he was not good at skating. It has been more than a month now, you should see what is called the strength of a talented athlete."
"..."
The group around them fell silent for a moment.
That's right, who was Mu Huan originally? Even now, a starving camel is bigger than a horse. Can't be underestimated, can't be underestimated...
Naturally, Mu Huan didn't know that he had come all the way and became the center of the topic of discussion. He just didn't like to go up the stairs slowly, so he used the usual speed and overtook him to the front.
Yin Ge walked in the front, followed closely behind Wen Chun, far away from his teammates, far away from his companions, it seemed strange and lonely.
This is also impossible.
There is no impenetrable wall in the world. The news that Yin Ge has decided to become a national player has already spread, but his personal ability is quite average, and he is not envied by others.
After all, he is different from Mu Huan and Wu Zimeng, he doesn't have the confidence to be arrogant.
So when he saw Mu Huan chasing after him, Yin Ge didn't know what he thought of, his face was full of surprise, he hesitated to speak, and his face turned red.
Mu Huan stepped forward, kept a sufficient distance from him, and did not communicate with him, but Mu Huan could smell the faint scent of grapefruit.
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The pheromone was captured by the sensitive nasal cavity, Mu Huanzheng turned his head to look in surprise, Wen Chun, who was walking in the front, lifted the curtain, and a gust of cold wind came in front of him, so all the smells were plundered by the cold and disappeared.
When Mu Huan woke up, the pheromone disappeared without a trace.
After stepping through the door curtain, he stepped into the ice rink. When Mu Huan saw the people who were already waiting inside, his attention was completely diverted.
Yu Jiao and Mr. Xiong have already arrived.
The two sat side by side on the seats in the first row. When they heard the movement, they looked back at the same time. Looking at the posture and expression, they couldn't see the gap between the other's mouths.
After leaving the passageway, Mu Huan walked down the seat. At a certain moment, both of them focused their eyes on him, sharply and aggressively.
Mu Huan looked at each other without avoiding it, but Yu Yiman, who had always been strong, stared at each other for a second, the corner of his mouth suddenly hooked, then his eyes became soft, and he looked at him for the last time with implicit encouragement, and then took the lead to look away .
In this way, Mr. Xiong's strong opinions towards him were shown like overwhelming mountains and seas.
Right.
As the head coach, he can't even control the fate of a player, Xiong should always be angry.
Xiong is always called Beta, and he is not in charge of the coaching work. He is arranged by the General Administration of Sports to be in charge of the administration of the figure skating team. Not being a coach does not mean that he is not dignified enough. Mr. Xiong has established a prestige of being unambiguous in the figure skating team over the years. He said that he does not want an athlete, and there is no coach who can keep someone.
I'm afraid he, Mu Huan, was the first.
Thinking about it this way, it is clear how much effort Coach Yu has put in behind his back.
Mu Huan narrowed his eyes and restrained his momentum, avoiding Mr. Xiong's gaze, and couldn't make it difficult for Yu to teach.
Going down the stairs like this, Mu Huan, like everyone else, found a seat and sat down.
When all the staff were present, the three coaches and two assistants got up and stood at the front.
The national training team is a rare event during the rest period of the national team, but this year is really too solemn. The coaches restrain each other and run over the heads of the training players. Not to mention the ordinary small players, it is Wang Qinghua. "Old Fried Tiao", also shrinking his neck to be a man.
Mr. Xiong woke up and woke up his throat, which made the already quiet skating rink become audible, and everyone held their breath.
When he opened his mouth again, Mr. Xiong introduced himself, saying that his surname is Xiong, Xiong Anchao, he is the head coach of the national team and the head coach of this training team, and they are also the head coaches of the training team.
He said that he would not overly interfere in the selection of national players in previous years, but this year he has a reason to appear here, because there are still three years before the Huaguo Winter Olympics, and he needs to select outstanding athletes from various channels, so this time The training team has more national team quotas than in previous years, but the premise is that the players must be strong enough.
Before he finished speaking, the team members couldn't help but whispered to each other.
National team expansion
Ahhh
I have a chance too!
Come on, come on!
In the face of good news, not to mention Mr. Xiong, even his mother is not afraid!
After Mr. Xiong finished speaking, it was Yu Yiman's turn to speak.
Yu Yiman said: "It's the first time for me to be the coach of the training team. There is only one reason. Pair skating needs to expand its enrollment. I want to recruit more pair skating players for brutal intra-team competition in order to cope with the Olympics. If you have the ability, Feel free to come to me if you are confident.”
ah ah! ! ?
The voice fell, and the noise became louder.
"Yu Jiao is expanding its enrollment!?"
"She is the number one pair skating coach in China!!"
"Hey~ I think I'm going to skate for two, eh~~"
"Mom, goosebumps suddenly appeared, I'm so glad I came to 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 may have the opportunity to become a national player after these two, a national player!
Xiong Zonghe and Yu Yiman took turns to play a round of "chicken blood". The excited training team members screamed and blushed.
Only Mu Huan remained extremely calm and fell into deep thinking.
Hmm... is there such a thing
There are so many good seedlings in the national team these days, all of whom are "great gods" who have been on the field and have experienced hundreds of battles. The coaches of the national team want to put the hope of winning the Olympic Games on their group of training players. It's because I don't know how to pose for the "push the street".
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 appear here now.
After the two had spoken and it was Wen Chun's turn, the painting style finally returned to normal.
Wen Chun said: "Hey, my surname is Wen, Wen Chun, I am the head coach of singles skating in the national team, and also the head coach of O singles. I am mainly responsible for the daily training of your team members.
I won't talk nonsense, the first day of the test, put out all your breastfeeding strength, and skate a short program.
Next, I called out to the ice skating, and if it wasn't my turn, I found a place to warm up by myself. "
Concise and concise, with a cool personality, he waited until he had finished speaking, looked around, and finally landed on Mu Huan, raised his chin, and said, "Mu Huan, you come first."