Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Lin Weiwei frowned, displeasure flashed across his eyes, and his ghost really lingered.

"I just guessed who was down and out to become a coach, so it was you!" Zhang Yumeng stepped on high heels, the sneer on her face was particularly glaring, she walked out arrogantly, and leaned over in the highest-level auditorium. The people in the hall.

With contempt in her eyes, seeing that Lin Weiwei was not as good as herself in every way, her red lips curled up: "There are troughs in life, but you seem to be unable to climb out."

"What do you mean, do you think all coaches are inferior?" Lin Weiwei stared coldly, his good mood was wiped out, "Guys who don't even know how to respect teachers, how can they have the face to talk about me?"

She loves taekwondo, so she is a coach. She is not the downcast that Zhang Yumeng said.

Zhang Yumeng's complexion changed, and she pointed at Lin Weiwei who was not to be outdone. Worried about being exposed to bad news, she immediately changed her words in a panic: "Of course not, I am referring to someone."

Lin Weiwei snorted coldly and became angry. She didn't need others to point fingers at her affairs, and said coldly: "What does it have to do with you? After retiring, most of them are also coaches. If you look down on me so much, do you plan to use this broken mouth to support yourself?" Own?"

"After losing the qualification for the competition, you are still complacent when you become the coach of a small gymnasium?"

Zhang Yumeng clicked her tongue softly, tugged at her collar, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin, bent down, revealing a gorgeous necklace, and flaunted: "I am different from you, Xiang Nan will treat me well."

"Pay attention to your behavior, you should be invited out." Lin Weiwei rolled his eyes in disgust, and hurriedly turned the children around.

"You're sour." Zhang Yumeng disapproved, pinched the pendant with her hands, and sneered triumphantly.

At this time, a staff member quickly came over, patted Zhang Yumeng, and said politely: "Ma'am, the children are all here, please don't wear revealing clothes, it will be displayed on the big screen."

Hearing this, Zhang Yumeng glanced at the big screen, her lace underwear was exposed at the ripped neckline, her face flushed with embarrassment, she lowered her head and tidied up, "Thank you, hurry up and cut the camera."

Lin Weiwei covered his mouth and chuckled, shook his head regretfully, and reminded: "Now your diamond necklace is not the focus, what a pity."

This is what Zhang Yumeng did on her own, and she deserves it.

No need to think about it, Zhang Yumeng knew that it would be even uglier when she was showing off, so she couldn't help but gouged Lin Weiwei viciously, and shouted angrily, "You don't have to be proud, you just live with the dessert shop owner for the rest of your life and receive a broken cake every day. "

"Auntie Big Mouth, what's wrong with the owner of the dessert shop?" Zhang Baobao didn't understand why she was looking for trouble. After secretly observing her, he had already put her on the blacklist, and asked dissatisfied.

Seeing Baobao asked with disbelief, Lin Weiwei let out a "puchi" and laughed: "Auntie with a big mouth? You describe the real image."

The staff who came down were amused by the cute tone: "This kid is so funny!"

Lin Weiwei nodded, thought seriously, and said with a smile: "If I receive a cake every day, I will be very happy. What's wrong with that?"

She even stopped eating desserts recently, but she's so greedy, it's obviously a good thing.

Zhang Yumeng was so angry that her face turned blue, she stomped her feet, gritted her teeth and said, "You just have no choice."

Zhang Baobao nodded thoughtfully, "Maybe Auntie Big Mouth likes cold diamonds. She can't even receive cakes made by her lover. It's so pitiful."

"Joke, how could I be so rare about a cake." Zhang Yumeng stared angrily, not wanting to deal with children, and brushed her hair.

"The cake is very good, but Auntie Big Mouth is not good."

"I don't like you at all, why don't you leave?"

"Coach Lin is going to lead us to win the championship, don't talk nonsense." The children pointed at Zhang Yumeng angrily, and said in disgust, urging her to leave quickly.

Zhang Yumeng clenched her fists and snorted through gritted teeth, "It's up to you, you're all ignorant brats."

After she finished speaking, she walked away quickly, and there was a laughing sound behind her.

Zhang Yumeng's eyes were sinister, and she covered her face with the brochure she sent, feeling ashamed.

"Aren't you going to win the championship? Let me see what skills you have?" Zhang Yumeng sneered with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Seeing Zhang Yumeng go away in anger, the little carrot heads clapped their hands as if they had met each other in victory, and shouted: "It's not pleasant to ask her to bully Coach Lin."

Lin Weiwei was amused by their milky voices, bent down, and said with a smile: "We just ignore her, we can't affect the game."

It was unexpected for Lin Weiwei to be protected by the children. His heart was warm and his eyes became gentler.

Zhang Baobao nodded, grabbed her clothes secretly, and asked in a low voice, "If your uncle makes you a cake every day, would you like to be with him?"

"If you like diamond necklaces, my uncle will definitely give you better ones than Auntie Big Mouth." He patted his chest, promoted his uncle again, and said sincerely.

Lin Weiwei was stunned. He didn't expect the bag to be taken seriously. He knocked his head amusedly, pinched his waist and said, "Stop thinking about it. There's going to be a competition soon. Do you still miss your uncle?"

Sure enough, he was still a child with a simple mind, yet he was misunderstood.

"If my aunt agrees, I may perform supernormally." Zhang Baobao rubbed his head in pain, talking strangely.

Lin Weiwei couldn't help but smile bitterly. This kid has the potential to sell, so he parted his lips slightly.

"The first group is ready, there are still 5 minutes before the game." The host's hearty voice sounded through the loudspeaker, Lin Weiwei anxiously arranged, with a dignified expression, and shouted loudly: "Come on."

Zhang Baobao took the lead in the battle. Following the referee's instructions, the two fought against each other and the game began.

Lin Xiaofei in the apartment was gnawing on a chicken leg, just happened to see the rebroadcast of the Taekwondo match, sat up excitedly, and shouted excitedly: "This is an opportunity, maybe there will be a camera, I want to go to the scene."

"Cousin, I'm going to the game site tomorrow, and I can help you with chores, and do anything." She hugged Lin Weiwei's thigh tightly, and begged without letting go.

Lin Weiwei twitched his thigh and said helplessly, "Why are you so confident that you are not afraid of losing the game and being eliminated?"

"Don't joke with me!" Lin Xiaofei frowned and rubbed her thigh.

Xia Xiaoyou's curiosity was aroused, she found the video from the Internet, pulled the progress bar to the end, Lin Weiwei, who was the winner, faced the camera with a smile, and got a place in the rematch.

"Lin Weiwei, congratulations, it's a great result."

The cheers in the video made Lin Weiwei curl her lips. She had lost such an exciting moment for too long.

Lin Xiaofei glanced at her, stalked her, and shouted sadly, "I'll help, so you won't be tired, what a wonderful thing."

"Okay, I'll take you there." Lin Weiwei was tense for a day, holding his forehead, and agreed helplessly.

"Great, I'm just preparing things." Lin Xiaofei cheered and appeared on TV. It would be great if a film and television company could come to find her.