i'm a superstar

Chapter 56 Arrogance?

After more than ten minutes of driving, the car stopped in front of a taekwondo club. The three parked the car, chatted and laughed, and got off from above.

Zhang Han said: "Mario! What are you excited about? You look very excited."

"Of course! I'm going to learn martial arts too. It's too embarrassing to be a rookie." Bashen Wuhuhahe imitated Bruce Lee's movement and gave a side kick, then replied.

Zhang Han shook his head, this guy is like a monkey, jumping up and down, there is never a quiet time.

"By the way! Zhang! The last time we went out together, hey! Then why did you suddenly disappear, be honest, and have sex with that woman?"

Bashen saw that the two were walking fast, and seemed ashamed to be with him, so he hurriedly followed and asked.

Zhang Han smiled and didn't answer, then thought of the tempting Samantha, and felt a burst of heat in his heart.

"Look! Look at his emotional look, Zlatan." Bashen pointed at Zhang Han and sighed.

"Did the two of you go out? Why didn't you invite me to join you? It's so embarrassing!"

Ibrahimovic said dissatisfied, it seemed to be a bit tasteful.

"Zlatan! We don't dare, I heard that you are a good man." Zhang Han grabbed Ibrahimovic's shoulder and said, after all, if the two of them went out to play without Ibrahimovic, it would be unreasonable.

"Zlatan! You don't know, Zhang is so popular. I don't know how many women there were that night, one, two, three..." Bashen was counting his fingers, but it was hard to count, "four , five... many women took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him!".

"Don't listen to his nonsense, I actually didn't do anything that night!" Zhang Han, a hypocritical guy, heard that he was very attractive, so he was very happy and complacent, but then he thought something was wrong, and asked Ba Shen: " I didn’t see you when I woke up that morning. I don’t know why the two of them are looking for me? Mario, what do you think? It shouldn’t be that easy for them to find us!”

"Of course!" Bashen snickered, "We called you the next day, but the one who answered the phone was a woman with a seductive voice, and we stopped calling after that..."

"Yes! I lost my phone and I just found it yesterday." Zhang Han replied, "Then did they say anything?"

Zhang Han felt that it was inappropriate to leave without saying goodbye, so he asked Bashen after chasing him.

"Haha! Of course there is something!" Bashen laughed, and then whispered in Zhang Han's ear: "They said that their coach, Mr. Ancelotti, appreciates you very much and asked if you are interested in joining their team."

"What are you two guys talking about? So mysterious?" Big Ibrahimovic also stuck his head out and asked with a smile.

"He said that the coach of our mortal enemy is very interested in the three of us. What do you think of this? Zlatan!"

"What do you think? Of course it is impossible! The boss will not agree. Especially you, Zhang, even if you kill the boss, he will not let you leave the team." Big Ibrahimovic said seriously.

"Am I that important?" Zhang Han remained expressionless.

"Cut!" The two stopped talking to this guy, entered the guild hall, and walked inside.

This is a rather large clubhouse, which is completely built in the style of Korean people. It is simple and exquisite, mainly in bright colors. It is fashionable, modern, clean and tidy at a glance.

Entering the revolving glass door, there is a grid-shaped white ceiling above the head, and a sea-blue floor under the feet. The entire layout is strip-shaped, with enlarged Jeet Kune Do pictures on the walls on both sides, and colorful strips. Graphics, the whole layout has a great sense of space, which makes people feel comfortable and relaxed in an instant.
At this time, under the guidance of the coaches, seventy or eighty players in white taekwondo costumes were exercising their fists and kicks with their mouths shouting.

Ibrahimovic motioned for the two of them to follow him and walked straight in. Of course, those players would inevitably pay attention, just because they saw the three big stars.

This is the general member area, of course Big Ibrahimovic can't be here, he and the curator of this club - Andrew Lee are old friends, so naturally they can enjoy the VIP treatment.

The three of them went through several doors and came directly to the northernmost high-end VIP area. They stopped to chat after seeing the hospitable curator.

The curator was of medium height, fair-skinned, and he knew at first sight that he was a Korean, but for some reason he chose such a strange name.

He came over with a face full of respect, hurriedly saluted Balotelli and Zhang Han, and gave each of them a special VIP card.

However, Zhang Han, who is keen, can sense it. It seems that the 25-year-old man has real respect for Ibrahimovic, but for him and Balotelli, although he conceals it well, he still shows a trace of contempt. color.

On this point, Zhang Han couldn't be more clear. Koreans have always been arrogant and will only humble themselves in front of white people. As for other Asian compatriots and people with African ancestry, they are not so friendly.

Zhang Han just smiled contemptuously, and followed Ibrahimovic to a changing room next to the dojo.

After a while, the four of them changed their clothes and came to the dojo, only to hear Big Ibrahimovic say: "Zhang! This friend of mine heard that you are a master of Chinese martial arts, and has always been very unconvinced! Do you want to compete with him?"

Zhang Han smiled and said: "Okay! I've heard that Taekwondo is very powerful, and I want to see it!"

"Don't dare, Mr. Zhang Han!" Andrew said hypocritically, but it was difficult to hide the arrogance in his voice.

He pondered for a while, then continued: "If Mr. Zhang Han loses, can you promise me something."

"Oh?" Zhang Han opened his mouth wide.Damn, this guy really pushes his limits, he thought to himself.

"Tell me! What's the matter?" He really wanted to know what kind of medicine this man was selling in the gourd.

"If I win by chance, I would like to ask Mr. Zhang Han to leave Miss Li Xiuna. I wonder if you agree. If you agree, we can start the contest."

After speaking, Andrew clapped his hands and called all the members and coaches who were training around.

The scene immediately became lively, and everyone gathered to watch.

Zhang Han saw it in his eyes and couldn't stop laughing, this guy is really good at pretending!

"How? Mr. Zhang Han, have you thought about it? Do you want to have a bet with me?" Andrew said with a gentle smile, eyes shining, and full of confidence.

Zhang Han laughed heartily, stood proudly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'm not interested in betting with you!"

"Why? You're scared!" Andrew asked.

"NO! It's not that I'm afraid, but that you have no chance of winning, so why should I agree to your terms!" Zhang Han said loudly with a bright smile.

"Insanity!"

This was the voice of the students and coaches around, but no one dared to speak out, because Zhang Han's status was special, he was a big star, and they couldn't afford to offend him.

"Zhang! Your tone is too loud! Andrew is an eighth-degree black belt master." Big Ibrahimovic feared that the world would not be chaotic, and came out to set fire.

(End of this chapter)