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Chapter 32: Poor Children

The children of the basketball team were fighting fiercely on the court, while Wang Xiaofei and Yin Minghao were chatting next to each other. The combination of handsome men and beautiful women caused countless people to envy.

Wang Xiaofei said: "Why did you join the basketball team and become such a high-ranking official in the manager? I will have to work under your hands in the future."

"I can't say that. I think I still need the leader of the team." Yin Minghao explained, "The school attaches great importance to this league. I, as the president of the student union, have to go on the game in person."

"Haha, you are so miserable!" Wang Xiaofei smiled.

"Haha," Yin Minghao also laughed, "It's not awful, after all, I'm quite interested in basketball."

"Really? Then why didn't you join the school team?"

"I'm just amateur level. Just join the school team, so I won't be tortured to death by them."

"That's right," Wang Xiaofei nodded, "By the way, who is this Zhang Weiwei? Why are they all obedient?"

"He is the head coach of CBA DJI team." Yin Minghao explained, "He just led DJI team to win the championship. Now he is on vacation, so I pulled him here."

"Stop!" As he was speaking, Zhang Weiwei suddenly shouted.

Everyone who played basketball also stopped to look at Zhang Weiwei.

Zhang Weiwei frowned for a while and said, "You can change it, you can come on stage to serve him, continue!"

Everyone was confused, but they still regrouped according to Zhang Weiwei's instructions and started to fight.

Yin Minghao walked to Zhang Weiwei and asked, "How are they?"

Zhang Weiwei said: "These kids still lack training."

"Hmm? How to train?" Wang Xiaofei asked curiously.

"Haha," Zhang Weiwei showed a strange smile, "Look at me."

After saying that, Zhang Weiwei walked up, clapped his hands, and shouted, "What are you doing! Run! Run! Hurry up! Didn't you have breakfast? Why are you like a sissy! Hurry up, little bastards! Run!"

"..." Wang Xiaofei was stunned.

This uncle looks so kind, why did he suddenly become so fierce? Can he be so fat and shout for lung capacity? Will he not die suddenly? Wang Xiaofei's random thoughts are wrong again.

...

After the morning, Zhang Weiwei kept changing the lineup on the field and never gave everyone a rest.

"Okay, stop." Zhang Weiwei clapped.

"Huh...it's finally over!" Everyone collapsed to the ground.

"So tired!" Hou Liang shouted.

But who knew that this was not over yet. Zhang Weiwei shouted: "Have I asked you to rest? Now, everyone, let me run fifty laps on the court! Start!"

"Damn!" Hou Liang stopped doing it, "Are you messing with us? Don't think you are the famous Zhang Shuai!"

"Haha," Zhang Weiwei sneered, "Do you think I'm willing to be a coach for you? To be honest, with your qualities, let alone joining CBA, you are not as good as WCBA women."

"Damn, who do you think is inferior to girls?" Hou Liang was about to take action as soon as he got angry.

"Monkey!" Xiao Nan grabbed Hou Liang in time.

"What? Do you think I was wrong?" Zhang Weiwei shouted, "You are not as good as them! They insist on training for twelve hours every day, year after year. Can you do it? Ah?! Can you train for twelve hours a day?! Answer me!"

Hou Liang lowered his head in shame and whispered: "No."

"Then tell me where you are better than them! Just because you brought a handful of them?"

"Hahaha..." Everyone burst into laughter.

Hou Liang even buried his head in his crotch.

"Don't laugh, he is at least a little bit of energy, knows anger and shame. What about you? What do you have? You still laugh at him? Can you persist in training for twelve hours every day? Who can persist in standing up!"

"..." Everyone lowered their heads and dared not speak.

"Why can DJI win the championship? Is it based on talent?" Zhang Weiwei said as he walked, "No! It depends on hard work! Don't you want to win the championship? Don't you want to enter the CBA? Show me your energy! Don't just scream like a girl! Stand up your chest!"

Everyone stood up their chests.

"Well, what's your name?" Zhang Weiwei asked.

"Xiao Nan."

"Okay! Xiao Nan, you will lead the team. Now! Rao the jog on the court for 80 laps! Start!"

"yes!"

Xiao Nan quickly organized everyone to line up and started running around the stadium.

Seeing everyone running obediently, Zhang Weiwei couldn't help but smile.

Wang Xiaofei was completely stunned by the side. Zhang Weiwei was just like scolding her grandson. What's even more exaggerated is that these people were really impressed.

"You are the team leader, right?" Zhang Weiwei said to Wang Xiaofei.

"Ah? Yes, Zhang Shuai, my name is Wang Xiaofei." Wang Xiaofei agreed.

"You go and buy twenty lunch boxes." Zhang Weiwei said in a tone of no rejection.

Hey, I have such a bad temper! If you treat them like this, you dare to do this to me!

Wang Xiaofei looked at him coldly and did not speak.

Yin Minghao felt that Wang Xiaofei was a little angry and quickly stood up: "Zhang Shuai, I'll buy it."

Zhang Weiwei was able to lead DJI into the championship, so his IQ was naturally not low. When he saw Yin Minghao like this, he thought it was not good. He was still immersed in the training of people just now. Obviously, looking at Yin Minghao's attitude, you know that you can't be like Wang Xiaofei like those bastards.

Zhang Weiwei squeezed a smile on his face like Coach Anxi and said, "Haha, Wang Xiaofei, I'm sorry, I haven't gotten out of the mood of training them just now haha."

As the saying goes, you don’t hit people with a smile, and Wang Xiaofei has always been a respect for you and I will respect you.

She could also see that the fat man in front of her apology was indeed sincere, so she was too lazy to care: "It's okay, I'll go buy a lunch box."

"I'll be with you, you can't get so much by yourself." Yin Minghao said.

"Yeah, thank you." Wang Xiaofei did not refuse.

...

When Wang Xiaofei and Yin Minghao came back with twenty lunch boxes, Xiao Nan and the others had already run eighty laps and were lying on the ground in a straight and straight manner.

"The lunch box is here!" Wang Xiaofei shouted.

"Ange!" Hou Liang jumped up excitedly, "You are the angel who saves us!"

"What about me?" Yin Minghao said with a smile.

"Who are you? I don't know you." Hou Liang rolled his eyes.

"Oh, that's not good." Wang Xiaofei shouted, "These lunch boxes are all paid by him. I don't have the right to give them to you. It seems that you can only go hungry."

"Damn," Hou Liang almost fell to the ground and quickly said to Yin Minghao devoutly, "God, I must have seen God of Heaven, the god of Heaven who saved the suffering people."

"Haha..." Wang Xiaofei smiled so hard that she trembled.

Yin Minghao laughed and scolded: "You kid, you can do it, everyone has a serving of the lunch box."

"Yeah! Long live Brother Hao! Long live the goddess!"

...

"So full." George touched his round belly with satisfaction.

"Damn it, George, you are a bucket of rice, you eat three servings per person." Hou Liang only grabbed a box of lunch and couldn't eat enough at all, so he couldn't help but vent his anger.

"Okay, okay." Zhang Weiwei clapped his hands and asked, "All of you are full, right?"

"No!" Hou Liang raised his hand and said.

Zhang Weiwei ignored him: "Okay, since everyone is full, then rest on the spot for half an hour."

"Yeah!" Everyone cheered happily.

"Then go to the next training!"

“…”

What a pitiful children, Wang Xiaofei couldn't help but sigh.
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