"Good, good, good!"
"Do you know what you're doing, Chen!"
"You're interfering with my work on something that is wrong." Disalvo felt the eyes of the players around him and said sternly, "Please don't make it difficult for me, let them train according to the requirements."
With just a few simple sentences, he painted himself as a victim, making Chen Zhong seem like a bully.
He tried to gain the support of others, but no one gave him even a second glance.
And the most frightening thing was, he discovered that the players had already started training, and the fitness training plan was not devised by him.
Chen Zhong glanced at Disalvo and did not say much, but turned around and threw himself into training, and others also ignored Disalvo. Disalvo looked towards Francisco standing on the sidelines, who turned his head to pretend to chat with other coaching staff members.
Who can tolerate this kind of cold violence?
