Chapter 141 Senior School Team

Wanlin High School, the training hall where the senior school team is located, seven members of the school team are undergoing regular training.

Zhang Lei walked around the training hall and suddenly stopped somewhere. He stared at the beast being trained and hesitated to speak.

In the end what happened! ! !

Is there anything I did wrong?

The beast-controlling student broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that he had been found to have some shortcomings. His beast-controlling student had a similar reaction to him, and his running almost became smooth.

Zhang Lei is the head coach of the school team. He will pay attention to it from the first to the third year of high school. He is responsible for almost all the results of the Wanlin school team. He is a meritorious veteran of the Wanlin school team. Even the principal is very polite to him and is not principled. He was allowed to freely explore the issues.

The students who have been taught by him all year round react with fear and love to him, and they want to take a detour when they see him.

Zhang Lei looks serious and has a loud voice, so he is nicknamed "Lei Gong".

As his name suggests, he has a particularly bad temper and does not use any curse words when he curses. His common catchphrases are "You are the worst class I have ever seen", "Don't say I taught you when you go out", "I can find a caterpillar faster than you can understand" wait.

It is said that his temper was even worse before. Since he scolded a freshman in high school to tears, his temper has changed a lot.

Despite this, every member of the school team still wanted to take a detour when they saw him, and everyone almost grew up with his scolding.

The students in this class are pretty good, and they should be able to get good rankings.

Zhang Lei touched his chin and continued to watch the beast control training in front of him, his heart no longer knowing where to go.

elder brother!

If you have any problems, just tell me and don't mess with my mentality, okay?

The master of the beast that was being stared at saw him motionless, staring at his beast in deep thought, thinking that something was wrong. His palms were soaked, and he used his sleeves to wipe the sweat on his forehead from time to time.

"Ding dong——"

Someone's cell phone suddenly rang.

Zhang Lei came back to his senses, frowned, and there was a vertical line between his eyebrows.

He squinted and looked around, trying to find the culprit.

The school team members who were still sweating breathed a sigh of relief and prayed in their hearts.

brother!

You are my half-brother.

Next year I will burn paper for you, go all the way.

In order not to affect the training status of others, the mobile phones of the school team members are muted during training.

Normally, I would say a few words at most and ask them to put away their mobile phones. If the coach is in a bad mood, he is not sure.

After looking around, no one came out to claim it.

Coach Zhang's originally good mood suddenly deteriorated.

Yang Menglin lowered his head, hiding behind Guan Tianjun, avoiding the coach's eyes, and clicked on the message he had just received.

His face immediately dropped, and he wanted to pretend he didn't see it.

"He's a kicker again! Why are you looking for me? Am I such a soft persimmon?"

In 10 days, the beast control competition for high school students will begin.

Wan Lin participated in the beast control competition as a member of the school team.

The school's varsity team, except for the opportunity to enter at the beginning of each semester, the roster will not change at other times.

But occasionally there will be special circumstances, such as on the eve of a beast-taming competition. After all, no one can guarantee whether a student's strength will be greatly improved in just a few days due to the evolution of the beast-taming or the contract with a new beast-taming.

Wanlin's school team roster can be changed until it is submitted. As long as you feel you are capable, you can choose school team members to challenge freely, but each person only has one chance.

Yang Menglin is the weakest among the seven school team members. There are always some people who want to miss out on luck. He never stops applying for battles every day. He has a bad temper to begin with, and his mentality is about to explode.

"Who is the weakest in you? Look at Ding Weijing, no one dares to challenge her." Guan Tianjun put his arm around his shoulders, raised his chin, motioned for him to look at the other corner, and said with a smile.

Ding Weijing is the strongest in the school team. No one dares to mess with her. Even when the coach talks to her, her face almost turns into a chrysanthemum with laughter.

"What about Zhao Qingzhou? The two of us are evenly matched, why are there more people looking for me than him?"

Yang Menglin removed his hand on his shoulder dissatisfiedly, still feeling unhappy.

Anyone who is treated as a soft persimmon will not feel good.

"Emmm" Guan Tianjun looked him up and down, then glanced at Zhao Qingzhou who was mentioned by him, and said guiltily, "Maybe you look easier to bully?"

"What do you mean, are you looking for a fight?" Yang Menglin clenched his fists, worried that Tianjun would attack him without explaining clearly.

"I only have two fire-types and one ghost-type. I'm tall and thick. It looks like I can fight one-on-one with fighting-type beasts. As for you," Guan Tianjun clapped his fingers and gave him an example. As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally stopped.

"What do you mean!!! Look at my muscles." Yang Menglin put on a toned pose.

"Your family is either a water type or a grass type," Guan Tianjun took his hand, looked him up and down several times, and said with a smile, "You are very thin and malnourished. You look easy to bully." , if you don’t bully who will you bully?”

"Guan Tianjun, get out of here." Yang Menglin kicked his legs angrily.

"Quite energetic."

"none of your business!"

"What does it have to do with me?"

Yang Menglin turned around and looked away, frozen in place.

"Lei...Lei Gong, no, no, Coach Zhang, I didn't talk about you."

"Thunder Lord?" Zhang Lei laughed angrily and clapped his fingers, "Seeing that registration is about to close, your strength is a bit risky, I will help you with some special training."

"No, no need. You've wasted your energy on me. I'm just mud that can't stick to the wall. It's not worth your trouble."

"As a teacher, you will never give up on your students. I will definitely help you 'well'." Coach Zhang's face was ferocious, his eyes flashed with anger, and he dragged Yang Menglin, who was lingering on the ground, towards a training ground. go.

The crowd of onlookers silently stepped aside, thanking the warriors for helping them share their anger.

Amen!

Looking at his friend who looked like him for help, Guan Tianjun crossed himself on his chest and mourned for his friend.

This is a popular drama filmed by the Freedom Alliance. The meaning of this action is to pray to God, but in Shenzhou Kingdom, the meaning has completely changed, and it is more like a joke.

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Ten minutes later, at the entrance of the training hall.

Yang Menglin stood upright at the door of the training hall.

It's not that he doesn't want to squat.

In fact, Lei Gong is worthy of being a veteran teacher. He never hits people in the face, but always hits them where they are thicker.

Apart from the pain, it does no harm to myself, and it is impossible to take this opportunity to take sick leave.

Lei Gong, just wait for me!

One day I will let you know what it means to be thirty years east of the river and thirty years west of the river.

When the time comes, I will definitely fire you for being left foot first.

With a smile on his face, Yang Menglin fell into the scene of Lei Gong toasting himself at the wine table a few years later.

A hesitant voice came from in front of him.

"Hello? Is this the senior school team here?"

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