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Chapter 469 The captain is not serious every day 8
He waved his hand, signaling them to leave quickly.

It was still a question from the wool roll.

"The coach is so happy, did he find a support candidate?"

When several people heard this, they immediately stopped leaving and stared at him eagerly.

The coach couldn't help but laughed and cursed.

"As far as you are clever, someone has been selected, but it has not been confirmed yet. I will contact you tomorrow and have a look. If there is no problem, I will sign it soon."

After all, he is just a passerby king, and he is still different from those players who have participated in professional competitions. He has to ask the specific situation and evaluate it first to see if he is willing.

Several people cheered happily.

"Okay, I don't know what kind of person the new assistant is, and whether he is easy to get along with."

"Then when will it be signed? Do you need a trial training? Who is it? Can I go and see?"

"Coach, tell me, and I will secretly observe and observe, and I will definitely not cause trouble."

The coach snorted and tapped each of them on the head.

"You have so much to think about. It's still early. Once you've rested, go to training and I'll go talk to Jiang Shen."

Several people immediately nodded obediently, saluted him, and then ran away in a flash.

The coach shook his head amusedly, and felt a little headache looking at someone not far away who was indifferent, and walked over there.

The person who was looking down at his phone suddenly had a screen in front of him, and he subconsciously raised his eyes.

The young man's eyes are very beautiful, but because there is always a bit of irritability and anger between his eyebrows, he looks a bit fierce. Now his frown becomes even more fierce, giving off a sense of oppression for no reason.

"Do what?"

He glanced at the screen casually, his voice a little impatient.

The coach sat down skillfully, obviously used to his temper, explained.

"The new assistant I found for you has more to do with you, so I'll come here to show you."

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes and said nothing. His dark eyes fell on the screen in front of him. After watching the video, he spoke casually.

"Passerby?"

Not to mention whether there is any moisture in this video, is it not a joke to suddenly find a passerby to play the first episode?
The coach coughed and touched his nose feeling slightly guilty.

"He's a passer-by, but I've watched his videos over the past few days. His strength is no worse than that of a professional player. The point is that he is very suitable for you. Haven't you always wanted to find a support that won't hold you back? Isn't that right? Do you like it?"

After a pause, he added.

"Anyway, I've taken a fancy to him. I'll ask Zhang Qiang to contact him tomorrow. If nothing happens, I'll sign it. If you have time, you can go match him for a round and see if you're satisfied."

The young man responded irresponsibly, picked up a candy and tossed it into his mouth, peeling off the candy wrapper, biting it with a crunching sound, with a lazy expression on his face.

"Okay, whatever you want."

After chewing up the candy and swallowing it, he casually straightened the corner of his clothes, picked up his phone again and played with it, talking expressionlessly.

"Is there anything else?"

Seeing the expression on his face that showed nothing was wrong and he was about to leave, the coach twitched the corner of his mouth, took the tablet in his hand and stood up, then looked at the candy wrappers and empty boxes covered on the coffee table, and said seriously.

"Don't eat too much sugar, and don't be afraid of tooth decay."

No matter how much you like to eat, you can't eat it like this. Why don't you just use sugar as rice?

Thinking about it, he felt his tooth ache, hiss, he was old and couldn't see these things.

Sighing and leaving.

When the person left, Jiang Chen casually raised his eyes. There was some ambiguity in the dark pupils. He glanced at the coffee table, then quickly retracted his gaze, tapped on the sofa with his slender fingers, and clicked into the forum. No more sugar.

(End of this chapter)