"Thank you, thank you teachers."

Chen Ze bowed happily and walked off the stage quickly.

At this time, he obviously had a lot of relaxation.

At this time, Zhuang Nan finished what a good brother should do and was squinting his eyes and was lazy.

He just couldn't understand. Why did the contestants next to him seem to be relished in such a boring self-introduction session?

Zhuang Nan was too lazy to pretend, and he had nothing to care about.

Professional players are professional players, why do you care so much?

As long as you are strong enough, be an example that is not so civilized.

You can even ride on the coach's head to shit, and he will take the initiative to hand you the paper and ask you if you feel comfortable with the pulling, and whether he wants to change his position.

You are just helping the management block the atomic bomb. As long as you have a problem one day, a new genius player comes, or the management has no good relationship with you, then you will be abandoned at any time.

For Zhuang Nan, as long as he is serious, he will be the first.

Will a person who gets full marks every day care about whether he or she has a good relationship with the teacher?
Chapter completed!