[69 Book Bar-www.] A slightly familiar figure, Leng Shiyue pursed her lips... The silver needle in her hand was already hidden in her fingertips, but when he turned around, Leng Shiyue immediately put away the silver needle...
It's actually the evil master? He is actually in the prison courtyard of the Internet?
Stopped, Leng Shiyue turned around and left, no longer chasing him. He still had to compete tomorrow, and it was true that he had a good rest.
Murong Xie looked at Leng Shiyue's back and was curious why he gave up chasing?
The firm chin is handsome and uncast, the deep eyes are fluorescent, and the bright red lips are so charming that it is particularly charming.
The next morning
The autumn wind is a little refreshing and a hint of coolness. The maple leaves are extremely red. The brilliant golden wheels are already gathered in the sky, and they are lined up neatly.
It is divided into ten columns, each column has 320 people, and a total of 3,200 people participated in the competition.
The first to fifth correspond to the sixth to tenth columns, with the same numbers.
Watching the columns leave one by one, Leng Shiyue wonders if she is not in this huge tennis court?
After Leng Shiyue walked with the people in front of her for a long time, she finally arrived at a place that looked like a bird's nest... There are more than a thousand tennis courts inside the huge bird's nest, and each tennis court has a place where spectators stand.
The three-day holiday of the Internet Prison Courtyard is just for the start of this ranking competition, and the audience is tens of thousands of people in the Internet Prison Courtyard.
Leng Shiyue looked at such a spectacular tennis court and was a little shocked, with the metal texture and magnificent atmosphere.
"Everyone, arrive at their respective competition venues according to the instructions! I announce that the competition will officially start 30 minutes later!!"
The excited voice echoed, which was the voice of Xiao Bowei, the director of the Net Prison Academy. His figure was on the platform in the middle of the bird's nest, holding the microphone tightly and looking excitedly at the group of contestants.
Leng Shiyue wiped the tennis racket in his hand. In the past half an hour, more than 10,000 people flocked to the tennis court, found his prince's position on the big screen, and came to the competition venue to wait.
"Hey, are you nervous?"
Zero touched Leng Shengyue's head, and his handsome and sunny face had a cunning smile.
"Take your hand away!"
Leng Shiyue lowered her head, and didn't even look at Zero, and she still carefully wiped her tennis racket and adjusted the tightness of each net cable.
Today, Leng Shiyue's familiar and unfamiliar outfit flashed a little light in zero's eyes... The lonely boy who raised his glass was now in front of him.
Red and blue jacket, dark blue sweatpants, clean white sneakers, and w embroidered with gold thread, sat quietly on the ground, carefully lowering her head, the sunlight shines on a layer of warm light
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"Tsk, it's really not adorable!"
He tidied up his hat brim and sat side by side with Leng Shiyue, with a hippie smile... His deep eyes had a different light.
"You're very idle?"
Leng Shiyue spoke lazily, his unique cold voice, with inexplicable magnetism, and zero almost lost her mind...
Unable to hear the sound, Leng Shiyue finally looked up and saw the dark and deep eyes inexplicably familiar. But I don’t remember where I saw it! And the graceful chin and delicate lips... inexplicably familiar!
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"I'm very handsome!"
He looked narcissistic, swung his slightly long bangs, blinked his eyes and looked at Leng Shiyue ambiguously...