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Chapter 270 One Person Sings Red Face, One Person Sings Bad Face

Chapter 270
“What’s the matter with being blocked on WeChat?”

"Sorry, slippery."

"..."

Then your hands are very slippery.

Jun Xiangxiao, regardless of whether she is slippery or because of other reasons, "Pull it out."

Xiangqing reluctantly said oh.

Hearing the reluctance in his tone, Jun Xiangxiao couldn't help laughing, "Are you not convinced?"

The latter snorted and refused to admit it, "I didn't."

Being slippery is an excuse, she just wants to block people.

The smile on Jun Xiangxiao's face deepened.

Xiangqing felt her face burning and embarrassed, "I don't want to talk to you anymore."

After finishing speaking, she just disconnected the phone.

After a while, Jun Xiangxiao received her WeChat message.

Xiao Xiang: The hand is slippery.

The note was changed by Jun Xiangxiao just now, and his own WeChat name was changed to Daxiang.

One big direction, one small direction.

Big Liar: Well, I believe it.

Talking about the letter, but it seems to be ironic.

Xiao Xiang: I have something to do, let's not talk about it.

If you don’t want to talk, you won’t. Jun sent Xiao a WeChat message but didn’t receive a reply.

This is not small.

At this time, the door to the training room was opened.

A head stuck in from the outside, and said: "Captain, the meeting has started."

"immediately."

Then put the phone back in the jacket pocket, got up and walked out of the training room.

The conference room is next door, just a short walk away.

When everyone is here, Jun Xiangxiao is sent.

The latter walked in slowly and sat down in his own exclusive seat.

Du Wen sat opposite him and motioned for the coach to start, "Everyone is here, let's start."

The person who presided over the meeting this time was the coach. In the past, because the coach often did not have time, Du Wen usually presided over the review, and Du Wen could control people.

"Before the review begins, I want to focus on Qin Fan's issue. I made an assessment at the beginning of the game against ALA in Jiangcheng. I would only lose one game at most, but ended up losing two games in a row."

"Qin Fan, tell me, what were you thinking at that time?"

On weekdays, people in the entire base dote on Qin Fan very much, and are not willing to speak harshly to him.

But managers and coaches are very strict on this issue.

Qin Fan knew it was his mistake, "Coach, I'm sorry, it was my mistake at that time."

"It's useless for you to say sorry to me. You have to tell your teammates that they have given their trust to you."

"Sorry, we're sorry everyone."

Because of guilt, because of being criticized, because of feeling sorry for his brother, Qin Fan's eyes were red.

Lele, who was sitting next to him, sat down and comforted Qin Fan: "It's okay, we don't blame you."

"I'm sorry, Brother Lele, if I hadn't been strong enough, I wouldn't have lost those two games." In those two games, he deeply felt his powerlessness and weakness.

The opponent is so powerful that he has no power to resist.

Qin Fan thought, if it was the captain who played at that time, maybe the result would not be like this.

Worried about making people cry, Du Wen interrupted, "Okay, although you lost the first two games, you won the next three games. This shows that your on-the-spot reaction is worthy of praise. Don't treat them badly." If you are too strict, you should praise and criticize appropriately.”

These words made everyone return to the past in a trance.

It was also a review meeting, and the coach scolded them all, and the spit flew everywhere in the conference room.

The manager, on the other hand, persuaded the coach. In fact, what he said could be called adding insult to injury.

If he didn't remember that he was a professional player, he would almost have thought he was a gamer.

One person sings the red face, and the other sings the bad face.

(End of this chapter)

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