"Ma Kuo! Sun Zimu! Sun Jiazhen! Wang Bingze!..."

The assistant teacher reported nine people's names in a row, then put away the name list and said lightly: "Nine of you come with me!"

"Wang Zhu, what are we going to do?" The fat son Sun Jiazhen couldn't help but ask curiously.

The assistant coach looked at the guy's eyes that were circulating, and said angrily: "Don't worry, it's a good thing. Go quickly, the coach and the boss are waiting for you."

"Um?"

At this moment, not to mention the nine Moshigan Makuo and others, even the other members were shocked.

The boss is here too?!

Could it be said!

Is it time to choose the captain?!

For a moment, a few people were in a hot mood.

Moxi glanced at Sun Zimu when he got up, but the latter looked lazy and made people suspect that this guy hadn't woken up at all.

"I would like to advise you to perform well later. This is related to your future appearance opportunities and—" The assistant coach glanced at everyone present with a little meaningful meaning, "The captain's belonging!"

"Wang Zhu, what does it mean?" The captain's words instantly woke Mo Xigan up.

The assistant teacher smiled casually: "Literally. Without saying much, let's go, you will know after you go."

Moxigan frowned and secretly wondered whether the assistant teacher's words were hidden. Seeing that everyone followed him, he gritted his teeth and followed closely.

Arrive at the training hall.

Ten computers have been turned on, five or five pairs.

At this moment, in addition to coaches Spson and Xu Muping, Moxigan and his group obviously noticed that there was a mysterious man with a hat and a mask standing beside him.

"who is he?"

The members of the kin team looked at each other.

Weird, very weird!

Since you are choosing a captain, why do you still have to bring such a...pretentious person at this time?

Still fully armed?

Are you afraid of being recognized?

Who will it be? In the circle? Or professional celebrities who have not been officially poached into the club?

Moxigan stared at Chu Bo, as if staring at a person who threatened him.

He didn't believe that the coach would bring a stranger to the pointless. Of course, as long as this guy doesn't affect his captain position, he is still willing to choose not to make things difficult for the other party.

He stared at Chu Bai coldly for a while, and compared many professional players in his mind, but none of them could match the mysterious man in front of him. Then Mo Xigan lost interest and retracted his gaze.

"Old Sun, have you discovered this mysterious person... He is really mysterious." The fat son Sun Jiazhen came to Sun Zimu and whispered.

Sun Zimu's face was silent and even pulled the corner of his mouth: "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Sun Jiazhen, who had long been used to his grandson's savage tongue, didn't care at all. He raised his head exaggeratedly and sniffed it around like a dog's nose.

Sun Zimu: "...what are you doing?"

Sun Jiazhen looked at it: "Do you feel it? The smell of conspiracy."

Sun Zimu gave up a helpless lips that he didn't want to be rational and retarded and walked over.

"Hello coach! Hello boss!"

Spson seemed to be unable to wait and had no intention of being polite with his teammates. He waved his hand and said, "Get the lottery."

The team members looked at each other.

What's the meaning?

The staff on the side had already appeared in the carton holding, "Everyone draws a ball, stands together with solid colors, stands together with styles."

Everyone was not moving.

Sun Jiazhen looked at Sun Zimu.

Sun Zimu yawned with his hands in his pockets.

As for the others, they remained motionless.

Moxigan also looked at Sun Zimu, snorted coldly and pushed everyone away, and strode away the first time, taking out a ball, solid color number five.

He raised his brows and then glanced around, including the fully armed Chu Bai, the coach and Xu Muping.

Seeing this, others stepped forward one after another.

Soon, four solid colors and three colors.

Only Chu Bai, Sun Zimu and Sun Jiazhen were left untouched

"Old Sun, go." The Sun family really didn't move, but instead instigated Sun Zimu to go first.

Sun Zimu seemed too lazy to answer, but just reached out and grabbed one of the guy's arms and pulled it in front of him.

Sun Jia was really staggering and wanted to say something, but when he met Sun Zimu's eyes, he had to smile embarrassedly, "Okay, then I'll do it first."

To be honest, the Sun family really doesn't want to catch solid colors because whether he or she is fighting against the rich young master Moshi is largely because he is close to Sun Zimu, and the idiot Moshi treats the wine glass as an enemy.

After reaching into the box, the fat man was not in a hurry to catch him, but was talking nonsense.

In the end, Spson threw a roster on his shoulder with a dark face, and then he reluctantly took out a ball.

Color!

The little fat man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled and raised his head, hit Moxigan's cold gaze, and cut his throat.

"emmm..." The little fat man immediately became timid, he withdrew his gaze and retreated to his grandson Mu.

Sun Zimu couldn't help but yawn again, and Spson's eyelids twitched. This brat stayed up late to train last night?!

Grandson Mu stepped forward, and suddenly the fat man grabbed him.

"???" Everyone looked at the fat man.

Including Sun Zimu.

"You just urged me, and you are the one who stopped me now. Is your brain a watt?"

The little fat man smiled embarrassedly under the coach's dark face: "I just give you some European aura, we want a group of them."

Sun Zimu gave you a very bored look and stepped forward to catch the ball.

Only nine of them caught the ten balls. Obviously, the last ball was left for the mysterious guy.

Sun Zimu didn't want things to become too troublesome, so he had to save trouble and let the other party catch the ball first. Who knows if something would happen, but he thought it was troublesome, so he might as well do it first. There is no big problem.

OK, solid color.

Looking at the fat guy, the guy's face turned green.

"Come on! I'll make it! Ou Qi, if I didn't touch you just now, maybe we'll be in the same team."

Sun Zimu shrugged indifferently, it was the same everywhere.

"You will listen to my order later!" Mo Xigan's voice suddenly came.

The little fat man had already stepped back from the two great gods, looked at the mysterious Chu Bai, and blinked: "Brother, we are in the same team. I will protect you if anything happens later!"

Chu Bai was stunned.

Protect me?

Then what are you standing behind me???

Decisively fell into silence, without squinting...

Seeing that the team had been divided, Spson spoke out: "The team has been divided, so let's start the game. The winner will be determined in one game! I can tell you very responsibly that I will choose the captain's candidate from the winner!"

Suddenly, there was an uproar!

The coach's choice is too simple and rough.

Compared to thinking about this, the team members watching around looked at the little fat man and the other five with sympathy.

The strongest teams are all in solid color teams. Isn’t it like fighting a passerby? It’s just as good as playing a passerby.

Not.

The little fat man's face has been pulled down.

"Coach, I feel a deep malice. This is unfair-"

"Do you have any objection?" Spson glanced at him.

The little fat man flew to the computer and said righteously: "Brothers return to their position! Even if we lose, we still have to lose with dignity!"
Chapter completed!