Chapter 18 is my reincarnation posture is wrong

More than a month is not a long time, but it is enough for Mu Huan to have a sufficient understanding of this body, and also try the quadruple jump one after another.

For the Alphas of the national team, the quadruple jump is a professional standard and the minimum requirement for entry into the international arena.

It is not difficult for Mu Huan to reach this step.

The foundation of this body is very good, and he has experience, and the success rate of quadruple jumps has been improving.

Now even hooking around can be done.

The next step is to consolidate this completion rate and try the 4A practice.

It's just that Mu Huan also knew that his rapidly increasing strength was about to slow down.

Going forward, it is the world of the strong Alpha, where it is more difficult and cruel, and he does stop outside this door and needs the guidance of a professional coach.

Coincidentally, the training team is open, as long as he successfully stays in the national team, the coach will also be there.

Next, Mu Huan continued to consolidate his previous practice, and occasionally he would get off the ice to rest for a while when he was tired.

Before I knew it, it was past three o'clock. Li Xin, his four teammates, and coach Wen Chun walked into the skating rink together at this time.

Mu Huan asked curiously, "Didn't you say you won't be on ice in the afternoon?"

After Li Xin came in, she looked at Han Can who was in the first row, glanced at Yin Ge again, and smiled meaningfully: "The training team will start tomorrow. We are about to train, and Wen Jiao said that we might not have enough training time, so we changed the place."

Wen Jiao had walked in front of Mu Huan, patted the guardrail between the two, and said, "Yin Ge, did you bring it here?"

Mu Huan nodded: "Do you know?" Wen Chun smiled

: "I heard about it, how is it? It's not bad, right?"

Mu Huan's heart moved, and he said vaguely: "Not bad."

not worried."

Mu Huan looked at Wen Chun deeply, and was about to ask deeply, but Wen Chun had already turned around: "Ten minutes to warm up."

The Omega in his team threw the training supplies on the seat at random and ran around the ice rink. Xin also followed in the crowd.

Mu Huan looked at Wen Chun's back thoughtfully.

What is Wen Chun laughing at?

Why did Yu Yiman and President Xiong, two godlike figures in the national team, become the coaches of this training team?

Why did Mu Huan, who once became the "seed" of pair skating in China, suddenly give up? Why does the return of oneself after a year make the national team's coaching team have a situation? Most importantly...why does this Yin Ge feel like Yu Yiman is preparing for him?

These doubts all point to one place...

Then Mu Huan remembered what Li Xin once said, "The taste of pheromone is bitter and a little fishy, ​​it really doesn't smell good..." Mu

Huan:...

I don't really want to accept that the pheromones of my two lives are mutated and strange. Was my posture wrong when I was reincarnated?

The seeds of doubt take root in the heart and will soon grow strong.

Mu Huan, who turned and slid out, no longer had any thoughts of training. Following his thoughts, he slid towards Yin Ge.

Yin Ge saw Mu Huan pass by, and stayed where he was, looking forward to it. He smiled and stood up from a distance.

Han Can, who was outside the field, was instantly vigilant and his eyes were bright.

Li Xin, who was running around the ice rink, was bumped on the arm by her companion, motioning him to turn her head to watch the fun.

However, Mu Huan just slid directly in front of Yin Ge, and tentatively tested the first sentence: "Do you have any opinion on my pheromone?"

Yin Ge was instantly stopped and shook his head vigorously: "No, no..."

"Really?" Mu Huan looked at him deeply, and a faint pheromone was secreted from his body. Because he tried his best to control it to the extent that only Yin Ge could smell it, he couldn't tell whether it was an attack or a courtship pheromone, which angered Yin. Ge blushed and said shyly, "I think it's good, really, although it's a bit bitter, but I like to eat bitter gourd!"

Mu Huan took the pheromone and left without expression.

Momordica charantia?

Sure enough, the posture of reincarnation is not right, and the self in two lifetimes has really been on pheromone.

That is to say, because of the problem of pheromone, "Mu Huan" was worried about losing face, so he forcibly retired and provoked Han Can with so much fun, so he left such a big hole for himself.

Also because of the problem of pheromone, his own people have not returned to the team, and even the candidates for partners have been determined.

Because of the problem of pheromones, Yin Ge always looked at himself with these sticky eyes.

Mu Huan no longer had any thoughts of training, and went straight off the ice, probably because his face was bad, even Han Can didn't dare to approach the long-winded.

After changing his shoes and carrying his bag, Mu Huan left the ice rink alone.

The emotions that appeared in the previous life once again disturbed Mu Huan's brain. For a long time, he didn't even know what he was thinking. He walked down the stairs of the ice skating hall, his footsteps getting faster and faster. Until your feet hit the ground!

Mu Huan suddenly turned his head to look at the ice skating hall behind him, his eyes condensed.

The same thing doesn't knock me out twice.

What's more, I didn't fall down the first time!

...

Mu Huan didn't have the extra training after dinner. He rarely gave himself a half-day vacation. In the evening, he received a call from Han Can using his college classmate's phone number, asking for help.

Mu Huan hung up the phone unbearably. He didn't understand how there could be such a selfish person in this world. For your own good, I just like to be entangled in your name, but I don't care about the other party's thoughts and go my own way, purely to satisfy my own selfish desires. .

Mu Huan, who was harassed by the truth, had no more perfunctory thoughts. The so-called grace was also given to people who deserved it. Han Can's behavior that could be called harassment could no longer be ignored.

Mu Huan, who was lying on the bed, held the corner of the phone and slapped it on his stomach. For the first time, he thought about Han Can carefully.

After thinking for a while, he sat up and broadcast the phone number of Qi Wenfu.

"Hello?" Qi Wenfu's tone was full and lazily.

Mu Huan said straight to the point: "Has Zhang Jing approached Han Can yet?"

Qi Wenfu was astonished: "How do I know, I'm not his father."

"How much do you know about Zhang Jing and Han Can?"

"Why, suddenly asked This."

Mu Huan briefly talked about the terrible things that Han Can had been entangled in him recently, Qi Wenfu's head circled very quickly, Jie Jie smirked: "Okay you guy, this is going to lead to misfortune. , I'll check it for you."

After hanging up, Mu Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

That's it, find someone to control Han Can, so as not to indulge him more and more in the imaginary world.

He couldn't wake someone who was pretending to be asleep, but someone might be able to.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, Mu Huan returned from the exercise as usual, and there were several members of the figure skating training team standing scattered downstairs in one building.

Perhaps after a day of yesterday, these team members have been popularized in the small group about what kind of existence he is. When they saw him appear, they looked at him impartially. When Mu Huan saw him, his eyes drifted to the side, and he turned his back to Mu Huan. Huan.

Mu Huan pursed his lips and checked that there was still time. He went to the cafeteria to grab two steamed buns to eat, and then went back to his room to change his clothes. When he went downstairs, the training team had basically arrived.

After a long distance, Mu Huan discovered an interesting phenomenon.

Wu Zimeng was surrounded by a group of people, although this girl put on a face that no one would enter, it still couldn't stop everyone's enthusiasm for her.

There were also a dozen or so people, forming a small group, including ABOs, and vaguely headed by one person.

Yin Ge was left alone on the edge of the flower bed, looking over and over again and again, until he saw him with a smile on his face, took two steps to meet him, and stopped again.

As Mu Huan approached, Yin Ge timidly leaned over and greeted, "Morning, Senior Brother."

Mu Huan saw Yin Ge, his eyes flashed slightly, but soon he was calm and calm, but when he turned his eyes again, what he saw was Wu Zimeng and the Alpha who led the small group.

Wu Zimeng's style is very distinctive, and the Alpha of the small team finally recognized the person after Mu Huan had carefully distinguished them.

Isn't this Wang Qinghua, the "big brother" of the A-list in Y province?

Mu Huan beat him in the team assessment, and he is still here. Presumably the national team still compensated for a place in province Y.

It's just that this situation of fragmentation and self-governance is not a good situation.

The three looked at each other for a few seconds, then turned their heads away and did their own thing.

Mu Huan stood by the flower bed, took out his phone and looked down for a while. Looking up again, Wen Chun was already holding his coach book, holding a large water bottle in his hand, and walked over with an old face.

"The coach is here."

"This is Coach Wen Chun."

"Is Coach Yu next to him?"

"That's the assistant coach. I saw it yesterday. Besides, Coach Yu is a female Alpha. I heard that she is beautiful and sassy."

Mu Huan put down the phone and looked up.

It's not Yu Jiao, Yu Yiman didn't come, and President Xiong didn't come either.

It's unbelievable to think about it. The fairy-like characters in these two national teams actually chose to end the game in person, and I, who once won the world championship, didn't get this treatment.

It's all because of Mu Huan.

In this way, the relationship between Yu Yiman and Mu Huan also needs to be studied. Even the coach is not qualified to slap the players when they are lying on the hospital bed.

Mu Huan lowered his eyes in thought.

The relationship between "Mu Huan" and Yu Yiman is not even known to him, the "old guy" who has been in the national team for more than ten years. It seems that he has to find a way to find out.

While thinking, Mu Huan lined up to receive the items.

Everyone received a pocket, filled with prohibited items during the training, and finally wrote their name and handed it in.

Someone muttered beside him: "It's like a prison."

Others said: "I heard that the training team is super scary, can anyone tell me?"

"It's okay, it's just a bit more tired than usual training, and you can't go out at any time. There is no internet." Wang Qinghua Kaikai replied.

Then he raised the volume, and said with an old-fashioned appearance: "If you have any questions, feel free to ask me, and I will tell everyone." The

high voice interrupted Mu Huan's thoughts and looked over.

Wang Qinghua is a staple of the training team. He has come every year for six years, and he is older than many active members of the national team.

He is old and his grades are not good enough, but it is not bad. In the past few years, Alpha has produced a Wu Zimeng in the Y provincial team, so Wang Qinghua takes one of the two places every year.

But what's the use of coming, the national team can't be selected, and it still occupies the quota of young athletes, it is better to consciously give way to young people.

This time and again, it is inevitable that people will not be poked in the spine to discuss.

Mu Huan was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Qinghua's trick to buy people's hearts, and withdrew his gaze and threw the phone into the plastic pocket.

Yin Ge said in a low voice, "Brother Wang is talking about you in the group."

Mu Huan threw his phone away for a while.

Yin Ge thought that Mu Huan cared, so he continued: "At first, everyone didn't know your situation, and they didn't know that you were a national player who came back from the training team. :"unacceptable."