In This Life I Became a Coach - Chapter 8: A Quiet Warning

Lu Yang, the boss of the last days, has returned.

She discovered that she was a cannon fodder passerby for an entertainment article, and her brother Lu Mingyu was the male n number who loved the heroine.

After my brother participated in the wilderness survival variety show, he couldn’t eat enough and couldn’t sleep well. He worried about food every day, and he became notorious.

It didn’t take long for the Lu family to disappear.

In order to get rid of his fate, Lu Yang decided to appear on variety shows with his brother.

Before the show was recorded-

Lu Mingyu: “My sister has been weak and sickly since she was a child, and she is too weak to take care of herself. Please bear with me.”

On the first day of survival, Lu Yang held a dart in his hand, and heard a crisp sound, the dart flew through the camera, and the lens shattered.

Netizen: Director! Play it back!

On the second day of Survival, Lu Yang reacted quickly and made quick, precise and ruthless shots, pinching the snake’s head and tail without even blinking.

The netizen’s titanium alloy dog’s eyes widened: Is this called being weak and unable to take care of oneself?

On the Nth day of the recording of the variety show, everyone discovered that exploring the terrain, going to the sea to fish and harvest prey… Lu Yang is proficient in everything, with perfect survival skills!

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A paparazzi photographed Lu Yang and a strange man behaving intimately, kissing in the car, and the car was revealed to belong to Jiang Yanzhou, the number one beauty in domestic entertainment.

The whole network hurriedly called: Lu Mingyu, come back quickly! Your friend has become your brother-in-law!

Lu Mingyu who was sent to a closed-door training camp by a scheming man:? ! !

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