Coach Jin picked up a bean bun and looked at it carefully.
The soft and fluffy dough could be pressed down with a little force, but as the hand loosened, it would slowly recover.
The fragrance of milk and sweetness was like a truck that had lost control and crashed into their nostrils.
Under the stimulation of the fragrance, the saliva in his mouth also secreted crazily.
Even so, Coach Jin still put on a straight face. He swallowed and said angrily,"
"Hmph, that's all!"
"It's ordinary and has no highlights. It's far from the delicacies of our Eight Countries of the Great West!”
The other contestants were also salivating crazily, and their Adam's apple kept rolling.
However, they also suppressed their greed and quickly agreed.
"Coach Jin is right!"
"Ah! It's just a steamed bun. There's nothing powerful about it!”
"Gulp ~ I can't even muster up the slightest appetite for this kind of food!”
"As expected, the delicacies of the Eight Countries of the Great West are the most delicious!”
......
The few of them gulped as they spoke.
Coach Jin looked at the red bean bun in his hand and took a deep breath. He said seriously,"
"Let me try the taste of this bun first.”
"I've eaten buns from many famous shops in the Eight Western Countries.”
"My experience tells me that this bun is definitely not as delicious as the buns from our Eight Western Countries!”
Coach Jin was very confident.
However, these people from the Eight Western Countries seemed to have forgotten that the steamed bun was invented by the Dragon Country.
Now, it was as if they were defending the reputation of Steamed Bun in the Eight Western Nations.
Coach Jin opened his mouth and took a big bite of the bean bun.
The milky fragrance of the dough and the sweetness of the red bean filling mixed together.
Coach Jin was stunned for two seconds.
The other players saw Coach Jin's reaction and quickly asked,"
Coach Jin, how was it?"
"This bun is very disgusting, right? It definitely can't be as delicious as the food in the Eight Western Countries!”
"Coach Jin, say something. Is it because it tastes too bad?”
"Ai Yigu, why do I have a bad feeling?”
.......
Facing the questions from the players and other coaches.
While chewing the sweet and delicious bean bun, Coach Jin said guiltily,"
"This is very ordinary!"
"Compared to the delicacies of the Eight Countries of the Great West, there's still a gap.”
"I didn't understand that bite just now. Let me try another bite!”
Coach Jin stuffed a bean bun into his mouth.
Anyone could tell that Coach Jin was enjoying his meal.
However, Coach Jin was still stubborn.
"Ah, it's not delicious!"
"It's too different from the delicacies of the Eight Kingdoms of the Great West!”
Although Coach Jin said so, his eyes had already drifted to the remaining bean buns.
The rest of the players and coaches from the Eight Western Nations swallowed their saliva when they saw Coach Jin eating happily.
Even if Coach Jin said it so harshly.
However, they couldn't help but pick up the bean buns.
"Eighth West, for the sake of the reputation of the Eight Countries of the Great West, I have to criticize this Steamed Bun!”
"I don't want to eat this bun. I just want to experience the inferior level of Dragon Country cuisine!”
"Although I'm very resistant to eating the food of the Dragon Country, I have no choice but to eat it in a foreign country!”
"For the glory of the Eight Races of the Great Western Regions, it's my duty to eat a bun!”
.......
The group of people from the Eight Western Nations found a bunch of excuses and finally made their move on the red bean buns.
When the bean paste bun entered his mouth.
The unprecedented rich fragrance directly made them lose their minds.
Even though their Spinning Bean Buns were faster than the other foreign players.
However, the players and coaches of the Eight Western Nations did not loosen their mouths at all. They said sternly,
"It's disgusting. It's not delicious at all!"
"No, it tastes too bad. I have to eat two more!”
"Hey, hey, there's only so much. Why do you have to eat three?”
"That's right. Let me bear the burden for you!”
"Coach, senior, I'm young, I can take it. For the Eight Kingdoms of the Great West, I'm willing to give up!”
"When I was in the Eight Western Countries, my mother taught me to be patriotic. For the Eight Western Countries, I'm willing to eat two more. Eat five more!"
.......
It was also fortunate that the people did not understand Western Eight languages.
Otherwise, just by looking at their posture and tone, one would think that they were filming some melodramatic western drama.
All of them looked indignant and their voices were impassioned.
However, his eyes were fixed on the few remaining bean buns on the plate.
A few Western Eight Nation players glanced back and forth and realized that their patriotic feelings didn't seem to work, so they began to take the initiative to attack.
"Park Changke, as your brother, I can't let you suffer. Let me have this bean bun!”
"Xiao Jin, as a junior, you shoulder the heavy responsibility of bringing glory to the Eight Western Nations. Senior is also about to retire.”
"Stop talking. You're athletes who are going to compete, so you should keep yourselves in good condition. Leave the rest of the bean buns to our coach!”
"Coach Jin, your words are really touching. As coaches, we are proud of you!”
"Coach Jin, you are our role model, Seunmida!”
"I thank you on behalf of the athletes, Coach Jin!”
"Then I'll start eating! Hehe!"
Coach Jin spoke, and the crowd was instantly stunned.
Seeing this, the other coaches almost laughed out loud, but they still pretended to sacrifice their lives for justice.
There was even a coach who couldn't help but laugh out loud when he knew that he could still eat a bean bun.
However, he immediately explained,
"I'm just thinking that you athletes don't have to suffer. I'm happy for you, Seunmida!”
"Yaxiba! Don't look at me like that. I'm doing this for your own good!”
"Old Ma Xiba, I don't care anymore!"
The coach also noticed the looks of disdain from his teammates.
After a few words of explanation, everyone understood and did not listen to him at all.
He also smashed it, picked up the bean paste bun, and put it into his mouth, making the athletes envious.
Coach Jin also picked up a bean bun and put it into his mouth again. He swallowed it in two or three bites.
Enjoying this delicacy, his mood became happier.
Coach Jin couldn't help but smile.
However, he immediately realized it and quickly explained,
"It tastes terrible!"
"It tastes so bad that I can only hide the disgust in my heart with a smile!”
"Sigh, for the sake of our team from the Eight Western Nations, I've really sacrificed too much, Seunmida!”
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