Cheerleader Yuan Beibei is well organized, cheering and shouting every time she scores a goal.
Leng Shiyue was oblivious to things outside of tennis, just like a cat teasing a mouse, slowly eating away at Yang Huihua's self-confidence. Leng Shiyue had never been soft on beasts.
Leng October holds the tennis ball, gently throws it up, jumps from a squat, raises his left hand and hits the ball with ordinary spin.
Yang Huihua sneered, do you want to win a game with such a simple serve? It's not that easy...
His body is relatively light, and since he focuses on speed, he is naturally good at running. He quickly came to the net and intercepted the rapidly rotating tennis ball. However, he did not expect that the tennis ball that had leaped towards him suddenly passed by before he touched it.
When he was netting, he stopped, fell to the ground and rolled past Yang Huihua's crotch.
“What kind of serve is this??”
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and naturally they didn't understand...why the tennis ball, which was full of momentum just now, suddenly fell halfway, and when it landed on the ground, it could still roll forward instead of jumping...
Wang Dongjian's shining eyes...he wanted to rush in and hug Leng October.
In everyone's confusion, Leng October served again...
The serve this time was just like a friendly ball, ordinary and natural... There was no playing style, it was just an ordinary back and forth.
Yang Huihua ran back and forth. No matter how fast he was, he couldn't compete in an endurance race. He was panting and sweating profusely. He kept panting, and the pace under his feet became slower and slower. He was as vicious as an autumn tiger. At this moment
There was no wind at all, and the surrounding area was silent. Everyone held their breath and watched this game of coming and going.
For ten full minutes, Leng Shiyue's face was not red and he was out of breath. Finally he raised his hand and smashed the extremely high tennis ball...
The smash is extremely powerful, transferring all the strength to the upper body. And a vertical smash in mid-air is not something that ordinary people can withstand.
Even if Yang Huihua didn't catch it, his face was almost distorted. There was a clear tennis ball mark on the inverted triangle eyes——
"ah--"
There was a shrill voice, red and swollen black, he couldn't open his eyes at all, and his already weird face looked even more weird. He covered his eyes, and the other eye stared coldly at Leng October as if it was poisoned!!
"It seems that your eyes like this tennis ball very much, so I gave it to you!"
Leng October picked up the tennis ball on the ground with a faint look...a casual sentence...
"Ha ha--"
Anyone with a clear mind almost knows that Leng Yueyue alluded to it, knowing that he couldn’t borrow it but still getting in on it, he deserved it!!
Yang Huihua was so angry that he could only cover his eyes and run away with his tail between his legs.
“Boss, you are so handsome!!”
Feng Qingxu screamed, even more powerful than the backup team... And Yuan Beibei looked at Leng Yuyue excitedly...
"Well!! Can I join the October Palace??"
"I want it too!!"
After a game, almost all the girls swarmed forward. Yuan Beibei was caught off guard. Five of the nine in her tennis team were friends, and they were recruited to make up the number. Now, at a glance, there were three floors inside and one outside.
The girls on the third floor were so excited that they wanted to join..
"Okay, okay!! Everyone line up for me!!"
Yuan Beibei regained her energy and glanced at Leng Yuyue, guarding the handsome face in her heart. Leng Yuyue naturally did not remember what she had done, but Yuan Beibei knew...she was determined to protect him.