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Chapter 119 The first women's volleyball girl

Yang Xingguo was the first to enter the training ground of the women's volleyball team. As soon as Putian entered, he was "predicted" by others!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"good!"

The sounds of murderous aura were full of murderous aura, and the loud and loud sounds came from the training ground, which made Yang Xingguo, who was not mentally prepared, almost tremble. He could only hear the entire training ground shouting and killing sounds everywhere. It is estimated that those who filmed films and TV dramas could directly use it as a dubbing pen.

On the training ground, familiar figures that Yang Xingguo saw later generations appeared in his eyes, sweating profusely.

Iron Hammer Lang Ping, Zhang Rongfang, Zhu Ling, Zhou Xiaolan, Yang Xilan, Liang Yan, Jiang Ying, Hou Yuzhu, Su Huijuan, Li Yanjun, Yang Xiaojun, Zheng Meizhu, etc. At this moment, this group of Iron Lady Army soldiers are training hard, and they are not complacent because of the achievements they have made in Los Angeles last year, and they are working hard as usual.

Yang Xingguo saw the women's volleyball team training on the spot for the first time, and thought it was rare, so he stopped to watch.

Among the girls, every tacit pass, powerful smash, and then kneeling to save, every move shows masculinity.

That's right, it's just masculinity. This is a group of tomboys who will not lose to ordinary men and will not admit defeat.

Deng Ruozeng was teaching a lesson on the side, but there was no one else at the door of the training ground at the beginning. It was not until he stopped the women's volleyball team's irregular movements that he turned his head and appeared in Yang Xingguo.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Deng Ruozeng walked up to Yang Xingguo and questioned, you should know that women's volleyball training is generally not disclosed to the public.

"Hello! I am Yang Xingguo from FJ Anta. I made an appointment with you Coach Yuan to discuss something." Yang Xingguo saw that the other party was not good-looking, and quickly explained.

The head coach of the women's volleyball team is Yuan Weimin, while Deng Ruozeng is just a coach. As the saying goes, senior officials are crushed to death. Since he made an appointment with his immediate boss, Coach Deng didn't say much. He frowned and could tell that he didn't like others to watch and train. He didn't know whether what Yang Xingguo said was true or false, but he thought that people wouldn't be fake, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to come in at the door. All he had to do was to bring Yang Xingguo to coach Yuan, and everything was clear.

"Girls, everyone have a rest. I will take this young gentleman to find Coach Yuan. You will rest for five minutes, and then Lang Ping will continue to practice with everyone. "After Coach Deng Ruozeng gave instructions, he took Yang Xingguo away from the side.

I walked along the way, trying not to walk from where I could see the training ground, which made Yang Xingguo unable to complain.

Yuan Weimin did not receive Yang Xingguo in the office, but was in a small pavilion outside the women's volleyball training ground. He also rushed over from another training ground after receiving the news that the person had arrived.

Since the women's volleyball team won the championship in Los Angeles last year, the country has paid more attention to the women's volleyball team, and therefore attaches great importance to the cultivation of the strength of the generation. Therefore, after they returned to China, they collected good seedlings from the next age group nationwide and concentrated here for training to avoid the embarrassment of the women's volleyball phenomenon being just a flash in the pan and a dislike.

Looking at the slight sweat beads on Yuan Chuanmin's forehead, Yang Xingguo also felt that it was not easy. He had to sweat in this cold weather, so he exercised a lot.

Yuan Weimin looked at Yang Xingguo with a look of surprise. He couldn't speak. He felt that today must be April Fool's Day.

"Coach Yuan, what's wrong with you? Is there a flower on my face?" Yang Xingguo didn't understand why Yuan Weimin was stunned.

"Uh, sorry, I didn't expect that Mr. Yang, you are so young, you are indeed a heroic boy!" Yuan Weimin realized his incompetence and quickly apologized.

Deng Ruo once heard Yuan Weimin say this, and then he confirmed that Yang Xingguo did not lie, but he was as surprised as Yuan Weimin. Is he the boss so young?

"Sorry, our conditions are simple now and the hospitality is not good, so please forgive me." Yuan Weimin was a little ashamed to make an appointment here, because the office was worse, and they basically held meetings on the training ground.

Yang Xingguo smiled heartily, but did not remember it in his heart. He was a poor person.

"It's so hard, but it's better to be a man than a man and win the championship. In my opinion, you are our great heroes!" Yang Xingguo raised his big finger.

"It's too much!" Yuan Weimin didn't think so.

"It's not that I'm over the award, but it's true. Our country is poor and in the period of reform and opening up. Many people are fascinated by the world of flowers abroad, believing that the moon abroad is round, but the country is useless. I think there are many such people, right? But you are fighting a path to prove that we Chinese are not worse than foreigners. This greatly boosts national confidence and pride. This is exactly what we lack at this time. In this way, why can't we be heroes? Coach Yuan, you also have the concept of favoring boys over girls?" Yang Xingguo pointed out his views on the spirit of the women's volleyball team and the women's volleyball team, and he is not polite to Yuan Weimin at all.

Yuan Weimin had nothing to say, but he found himself not angry.

The women's volleyball team won the championship under their own leadership, just like their own children. Who is angry about people who praise their children for being good? If you are angry, where will you get angry?

Yuan Weimin smiled and touched his head. Their unit was not as shameless as some of the other big ball events in the latter category. They were considered more real people.

"Mr. Yang, I can't explain clearly on the phone. The main purpose of your visit to us this time is? "Yuan Weimin changed the topic.

"I am a loyal fan of the women's volleyball team. This time I came to Beijing, first to see the charm of my idols, second to give you some warmth and to express my feelings as a fan." Yang Xingguo took over the conversation.

"Fans?" Yuan Chuanmin doesn't understand. Isn't fans just vermicelli? Yang Xingguo said he is a fan of the women's volleyball team. Is it because the women's volleyball team wants to eat it? This makes no sense. It seems that this is definitely not vermicelli. Yuan Weimin knew that he had read too little, so he did not pretend to understand, but instead asked questions directly.

Only then did Yang Xingguo remember that there were no fans these days, so he quickly changed his words: "Fans are people who like a public figure, which is directly translated from English fans. For example, people who like women's volleyball teams across the country can be called women's volleyball fans."

Yuan Weimin suddenly realized and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I read a lot, don't be surprised!"
Chapter completed!
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