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Chapter 18: Is this really the Yan Zisong she's heard about?

"Okay, let's play for a while." Yan Zisong said casually!

Qin Xiaoman felt depressed for no reason.

She didn't know why she didn't want to play ball with the person standing across from her, even though there were several times when other male classmates came to play ball with them.

But if it were him, she wouldn't want to.

Her thoughts were occupied by many other things.

For example, why does this "ruffian" come to play table tennis? Doesn't he like to play football? He is bored playing table tennis with two girls?

For example, the shadows of his "girlfriends" kept flashing in front of her eyes, as well as the words nursery rhymes once told her. Could he really have any thoughts about herself?

Qin Xiaoman really didn't have a good impression of the person in front of him, whether he heard it from nursery rhymes or saw it with his own eyes. He was either involved in a fight or having an affair with a girl.

Qin Xiaoman waved the racket towards Feng Yan, "You want to play?"

What's funny is that Feng Yan glanced at Yan Zisong first, then said with a smile, "You fight first, I'll watch." Then he added, "I'll fight later."

Qin Xiaoman is really not a shrewd person. She can't think of any reason to leave. That would be too disrespectful to others. She can't do such a thing.

And more importantly, his friends are still watching.

So, even though she didn't like it, she kicked off the ball anyway.

But this time, she didn't keep complaining about her skill, but deliberately made the ball stink more and more.

Basically, it was either high or missed. In short, it was not a good shot!

Moreover, she doesn't pick up the ball. As long as it's not under her feet, she pretends not to see it.

She took it for granted that when he saw that his opponent was such a stinky basketball player, he would definitely give up the idea of ​​staying and continuing to play.

Feng Yan stood aside, as if he couldn't believe that Yan Zisong came here to play table tennis with them!

His posture is as indescribably chic and elegant as his person, and he can't even think of playing the ball well - he can often "turn decay into magic" when facing opponents with no technical content like Qin Xiaoman.

Save the stinky balls that were hit high, crooked, bounced, and were sent from Qin Xiaoman's direction at all kinds of incredible angles!

He worked hard to catch the ball, but then hit it very gently. This is such a gentlemanly handsome guy, because he knew that the opponent was a rookie, so he arranged the angle of each ball very well, making the opponent almost

You can catch it successfully without moving your steps (if you can't catch it, that's why Xiaoman, a super bird, is so unsatisfied).

And he keeps picking up the ball, even if the ball falls on Xiaoman's side, he will help pick it up without any hesitation!

He is so gentle, not at all like the rumors that he is so awesome on the road!

Feng Yan even thought secretly on the sidelines, is this really the "Yan Zisong" she heard about?

Are you sure it's not aliens using his face to deceive people? Oh~

Feng Yan clasped his hands together and secretly made up his mind - if God gives me another chance, I will definitely say to Xiaoman, "Give me the racket!"; if I have to add a time limit to this game, I hope it will be.

"All afternoon!"

Yan Zisong looked at Qin Xiaoman's increasingly frustrated expression, and suddenly felt very good...

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