My Smell Is Damn Charming (MTL-ed)

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My Smell is Damn Charming Chapter 21: Etude 25: "Feng Gang" 2.0 (2)
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, So I led Omega's team to another ice rink, the main ice rink is left with Alpha and Beta.

The teaching plan of the training team has been prepared long ago. The assistants only need to arrange tasks according to the training plan. The training team members are divided into groups, and each practice dismantling actions, from step to rotation, to jumping, and practice the basic skills of figure skating in the afternoon. Ten times.

The assistant only cares about the discipline, regardless of the coach, from start to finish, he takes a small book to write, write, and record.

People with good deeds took a look in the past and saw that everyone has a table with densely packed basic skills printed on it. The assistant teacher will score each person's performance every time under these skills. Some people have an average score of 8-9 points, while others have only 5-6 points.

You don’t need to ask, you can understand what the scoring is for.

Wang Qinghua was worried about the possible expansion of the national team this time, and secretly calculated that after going to Mu Huan and Wu Zimeng, he might have a chance to be selected into the national team, so he changed his previous attitude and walked to Wu Zimeng's side. : "Did you see Assistant Professor Zhao score? These data will be entered into the computer at the end, and finally a curve chart will be made. The level of each team member is changed, and the strength is high, which is clear at a glance."

Wu Zimeng glanced at him obliquely and didn't say a word. When it was his turn, he stepped out on the ice one step at a time, and jumped around on the ice behind him, which was done easily.

Wang Qinghua’s face changed again and again, his eyes fell on Mu Huan, and he said: “Combining my analysis and hypothesis, or we will do the strongest from start to finish, or we will be a little bit weaker at the beginning. The one that has made the most progress. In short, you have to be the first place anyway. People in this world only remember the first place. The same is true for the national team. Do you think it’s Mu Huan."

Mu Huan faintly replied: "I only approve of the last half sentence."

What the **** is the one who has made the most progress? It's not acting. How much can you really improve in a month of training? The national team coach is not looking at the accumulation of the players.

If the foundation is not well laid, how can we talk about progress.

Zhang Xin, who was standing next to Mu Huan, nodded vigorously in agreement, "That's it."

Wang Qinghua hit the nail in Wu Zimeng and Mu Huan one after another, and was taunted by a young Beta, whose angry nose was crooked, and finally decided to stop this meaningless behavior.

Instead, he went to find the Mengxin team members to share his experience, but he froze the children for a while, and cited it as a "treasure".

Zhang Xin said: "Brother Wang can't do this."

Mu Huan looked at him.

Zhang Xin said: "The appearance of an old fried dough stick, Zhao Jiao has looked at him a few times."

Only then did Mu Huan notice the look in Assistant Zhao’s eyes, squinting his eyes and looking coldly. The scent of worship at the dock in the morning had long been exhausted, but Wang Qinghua was ignorant and focused on his reputation in the training team. .

There are too many national training teams, and Wang Qinghua can no longer find the mentality that a training team member should have in awe of the long lost here.