As soon as the whistle blows, the referee announces the score.
Fu Qiang gritted his teeth, as long as he served one ball, she would be doomed!
“Cold October serves!”
The referee made a gesture, and Leng October raised the corner of his mouth. Looking at Fu Qiang's expression, it was obvious that he was very eager... but he was not very clear about what he wanted to do.
Click, click, click—
Wang Dongjian's camera kept shooting, another polar serve, there was a reversal, and Leng October's serve was all scored.
He is obviously the prince of tennis, and he is obviously the boy who is popular all over the world. Why is he here?
The young lady looked confused, Gong Yunuan patted Wang Dongjian...
"Say boy, what's so good about him that makes him worthy of your obsession?"
Gong Yunuan had just arrived and obviously didn't see Leng Shiyue's serve. She only knew that this boy Wang Dongjian couldn't stop looking at Leng Shiyue's photos. He had to follow every game. It seemed like an exclusive interview. There were so many
A tennis genius, not a tennis master, but a novice with no reputation at all. Isn't it funny how young Shota's brain is showing off?
"Senior Gong, don't pat my head!"
Wang Dongjian held the camera far away from Gong Yunuan, and missed a picture while running. It's all your fault! He glanced at Gong Yunuan with resentful eyes!!
"Boy, are you crazy?"
Patting his forehead, Gong Yunuan wanted to see what this newcomer was capable of.
Hold your chest with both hands, like a big sister...
"Hey, eldest sister, please go aside!"
When the cheerleaders of October Palace arrived, they were very angry when they heard that Gong Yunuan was obviously looking down on the freshman in October Palace.
"Who are you talking about, eldest sister?"
With her hands on her hips and staring, Gong Yunuan immediately became a shrew, ready to explode her anus if the other person said another word.
"If you don't like it, get out! Don't stop us from helping the October Palace!"
The girl pushed her buttocks out and squeezed Gong Yunuan out, and several girls squeezed in front... Wang Dongjian was not immune to the danger of being squeezed out...
"What October Palace! Let me see what he is capable of!"
Gong Yunuan was so angry that she kept bullying her chest, rolled it up, and pushed away the crowd...
Fu Qiang served... He sneered, it was finally his time to serve...
He took out a tennis ball from his pocket and smiled a little weirdly...
"Wait a moment!"
Leng October asked for a timeout when he was about to serve...
I came to the rest chair, took a sip of water, sat down and closed my eyes to relax...
"Aren't you scared?"
When Fu Qiang saw Leng Yuyue sitting there, he felt a little nervous in his heart... he squeezed the tennis ball tightly in his hand... and used the provocative method while he was pumping up his breath.
“….“
Leng Yueyue did not respond, but Fu Qiang was uneasy... Could it be that he knew? Impossible!! Absolutely impossible...
Just when he was breaking out in a cold sweat...when his inner defenses were about to be broken...
"Let's get started!"
Leng October didn’t know when he returned to the competition.
Gulu, Gulu... Fu Qiang swallowed his saliva... He held the tennis ball tremblingly and prepared to serve...
"Damn it, what's Fu Qiang doing? Why does he act like he's having epilepsy when he serves the ball? His hands keep shaking!!"
"If that doesn't work, just come down. What kind of plane are you going to do?"
"a shame!"
Obviously, Fu Qiang's appearance of preparing to serve aroused many people's emotions. His hands were shaking non-stop, and even his tennis racket hand was shaking. He was sweating profusely... and his face was a bit ugly!
"Are you okay? If not, go down!"
The referee couldn't stand it anymore. Could it be that he was suffering from an illness? It was obviously like some kind of illness!