“Buyi…”

Before Fang Yuan could speak, Ibrahimovic had a bad premonition first and looked at the two of them nervously.

Could it be...Is this kind of day of watching TV series on the sofa and ending before it even started?!

"calm."

Fang Yuan rubbed Ibrahimovic's head hard and told him not to interrupt.

It’s enough for adults to speak, and the children to listen.

"Let me explain that Xingyao Battle Club is a place for trainers to test and cultivate results. It provides combat venues, training equipment, combat sparring and personal trainers. It has a very comprehensive function. All you need to do is to complete the battle tasks given to you by the club. As for personal trainers' suggestions, you can listen selectively."

"Can I be a new trainer, also be a combat sparring trainer?" Fang Yuan said in surprise.

"Of course not, but I know the boss there, so it's okay to just arrange some simple jobs for you, such as fighting with customers who are also new trainers."

"During this period, your salary will be settled according to the number of days. You only need a fixed time to go there, which will not take up much effort."

"I can also tell you that the fees there are not cheap, and the people who go there are rich people, and even if they are just simple jobs, the salary they get will not be low. In this process, practical experience is secondary. With the status of the Starry Glory Fighting Club employees, you can also enjoy more discounts from the Elf Center. I remember that their club has reached a comprehensive cooperative relationship with the Elf Center." Yang Han said.

Fang Yuan was already moved.

Starry Glory Battle Club is already a very high-end place for him. If he could come to such a place earlier, Fang Yuan would not have to worry about it.

In order to train Ibrahimovic, he died of brain cells, which was even more tiring than studying. After a long time, his hair might fall out.

"Then I won't be pretentious, thank you Brother Yang." Fang Yuan smiled. He would feel uncomfortable if he had such a good thing, just a polite sentence.

"It's so satisfying, but I have to remind you that the personal trainer I mentioned can help you with is limited. How much progress can be achieved depends on your own efforts and Ibrahimovic."

"Of course I understand this."

"Very good. Tomorrow you can just follow the address and contact information on the card to find it. I wish you good results in that cup in advance."

Yang Han came and left in a hurry, leaving only one card for Fang Yuan.

After Fang Yuan and Ibrahimovic looked at each other for a while, Ibrahimovic rolled on the sofa helplessly.

"I said Ibrahimovic, such a good opportunity cannot be missed. It is better to receive guidance from professional coaches than to practice hard. I am worried about how to let you learn to bite this evil move." Fang Yuan said.

"Boe." Ibrahi stuck out his tongue and continued to watch its TV.

It is important to seize the few good times left.

...

Although Ibrahimovic was reluctant on the surface, he was more active from the next day.

“Um…”

He pulled down the silk scarf covering his face, and Fang Yuan looked at Ibrahimovic resentfully.

Almost died.

You want to murder the trainer!

"Bu Yi!" Ibrahimovic shook his head and signaled Fang Yuan to get up quickly. He didn't want to encounter the experience of the secret realm for the second time. Being stronger than the one than the eagle was another goal set by Ibrahimovic for himself.

As for the first goal... it is the one Fang Yuan said a few days ago, winning the Xiaofeng Cup, so that Ibrahimovic can have his own mobile phone.

Even for this, it could not give up halfway. When I thought of the phone, Ibrahimovic's eyes immediately flashed.

"Okay, let's go for breakfast first and then go out."

Fang Yuan scratched his messy hair and said.

The Starry Battle Club is very famous and is headquartered in Kyoto and is deeply loved by the upper class.

After breakfast, Fang Yuan and Ibrahimovic came to the Pingcheng branch according to the address on the card given by Yang Han.

If it is distanced, it is very far from home, but fortunately, the means of transportation are very developed.

"Star Glory Battle Club..."

After spending a little time, Fang Yuan finally arrived at this place.

After reading the seven big characters on the building, he walked directly into the hall. The area of ​​Xingyao Battle Club is very large, and even one of the branches looks very grand. The hall is very bright, with several large pillars standing. Fang Yuan looked carefully and each pillar was engraved with a star pattern, and the entire layout gave people a very unique feeling.

Looking around here, you can see many trainers talking to each other with elves around you. Fang Yuan looked around and walked to the front desk, found a very handsome receptionist, and asked:

"Excuse me, where is Mr. Shanmi..."

"Oh by the way, we made an appointment before we came, my surname is Fang."

"Hello."

The receptionist at the front desk smiled and said, "Please give me a little help, I'll contact you."

...

at the same time.

Starry Battle Club pick-up room.

Mr. Shanmi, the head of this branch, is receiving two very fat guests.

Mr. Shanmi is about forty years old, dressed properly and looked like a successful person. Opposite him, a middle-aged man of similar age filled a drink and laughed: "Old friend, don't praise him anymore. I don't know what my child looks like."

After saying that, the fat middle-aged man glanced at the little fat man who was sitting beside him and was a little sleepy, and patted the other person's head hard.

The little fat man was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a rosy complexion. He had a pair of small eyes in his bulging fat flesh. After being woken up, his eyes immediately turned around.

"It's true that it's the same as when you were a child." Mr. Shanmi shook his head with a smile.

"He just needs to be half as good as I was at that time."

The fat middle-aged man had a helpless tone. His only son was sixteen years old and a new trainer, but he was not concerned about elves. Although they don’t have to worry about food and drink now, the fat middle-aged man still hopes that his child can become a professional trainer. Now he has a professional trainer license in his hand and is convenient for everything to do, just like a diploma, it is equivalent to a stepping stone.

"Ah!" After the words, the fat man didn't like to hear it anymore. He raised his throat and shouted, "There are nineteen victories in the nineteenth battle."

"Shut up, I'll bring you here this time to let you see a real trainer."

The fat middle-aged man slapped the fat man again, pressing the fat man down hard until the sofa was sunken.

"Interesting. If you came earlier, there might not be a suitable sparring partner in the club, but now, there are really suitable candidates."

Mr. Shanmi smiled and said, "One of my partners asked me to find a part-time job in a battle sparring training for another new trainer. I heard from that partner that this new trainer is also very good. I think we can try it and let the two new trainers fight. Perhaps this result is more convincing."

"Not bad." The fat middle-aged man also narrowed his eyes and said with a smile. This is the best.

As the two talked, the door was suddenly knocked, and Shanming's secretary told the front desk about it.

After the secretary left, Mr. Shanmi smiled even stronger and said, "That's a coincidence. The person I mentioned has also come. Is it convenient for you now?"
Chapter completed!