Jiang Yan mocked, looking at Murong Xie with a half-smile.
The game became boring, and every ball Lin Dong scored seemed to be consistent with the last one, leaving Oscar and Dino as if they were still in the Youth World Cup. They were still training together, going to school together, and living together in the beautiful days, without any disgust. , no disgust, no fear.
"What are you doing? A handicap contest?"
“How boring!“
"Disgusting, polluting our eyes, what a bullshit contest!"
People outside the field were disgusted, disgusted, and kept complaining. It seemed that they had great hopes for this game, but at this moment, the gap was unacceptable.
The score kept getting farther and farther, 1-0, 2-0, 3-0, 4-0
Oscar Dino is still out of shape, "pause~"
Leng October stood up, he couldn't stand it anymore...
“Take a 5-minute break!”
Murong Xie said lazily and glanced at Leng Yuyue... There was a complicated light in his eyes.
"Pa—"
Leng Yueyue stepped forward and slapped him... "Is this your dignity, your arrogance, your respect? You let me down so much. Oscar Dinno!"
He was taught mercilessly and scolded mercilessly, but his calm and cold face showed no emotion, only his vast starry eyes full of disappointment.
"You go back. We forfeit this game!"
Hong took a deep breath and seemed to have made an important decision. He walked next to Leng October and said calmly to Oscar Dino!
Those empty eyes looked at Hong, go back, give up? These two words kept echoing in my mind.
Just as Murong Xie announced slowly, Oscar Dingnuo raised his head and stopped him!
"I'm going to compete!"
With a handsome face full of determination, he looked seriously at the person opposite the tennis ball. He would defeat and take back his past demons, his courage, and his self-esteem one by one.
Lin Dong's face turned pale in an instant. He saw in Oscar Ding Nuo's eyes that he no longer had his place and his figure, a sense of unwillingness and betrayal...
Leng October pulled Hong back from the court. He crossed his slender legs and stopped watching the game. No matter he won or lost, he didn't care at the moment! Qise had no reason to lose, and he never knew how to write the word lose.
“The game continues!“
Murong Xie waved his hand and held up his chin. He was curious about how this game could continue... It was rare to see such an emotion on Leng Yueyue's thin face. His eyes, as calm as lake water, were suddenly as turbulent as the sea. .
Oscar Dinno serves the ball in exactly the same way, but it makes people feel the difference in momentum. His posture is like an unsheathed sword, with a cold air.
Lin Dong's originally pale face became even paler. Either he didn't know Oscar Ding Nuo's serve, or he knew it so well that he knew its true power... His serve looked similar in appearance but not in spirit. But he was still capable. Opponent. If the real serve….
"Do you really want to do this to me?"
When Lin Dong opened his mouth, he was full of vicissitudes of life, full of disappointment, and smiled bitterly...
Oscar Dino's heart tightened, he held the tennis ball and looked calmly at the boy opposite him... Although the posture was still there, the power had dropped sharply, and he still couldn't bear to let it go!