He raised his head, his dark eyes were shining with silver light, and he was particularly beautiful. Although his expression was deserted, it still did not affect the enthusiasm of the audience outside the venue.
"Hit him! Hit him!! Little Leng, hit the boss!"
The slogans shouted by a group of booing people immediately made Gu Zixin's face darken... These people must have been a little mentally disturbed by his torture!!
"Haha... Gu Zixin, you are miserable! You are miserable!"
Feng Qingxu shook his finger, looking very gloating...
He waved his fist and indicated with his eyes that he would settle the score with you after the game. He put the tennis racket on the ground and rotated it. When the tennis racket fell down, there was a letter on the handle, and the front belonged to Gu Zixin's kick-off.
!!
"Um - sorry, I'm lucky!"
Because the moment he saw the tennis racket fall, he knew...he would tee off first.
Leng Yueyue, on the other hand, did not have any tension, and was casually a little indifferent. Although the enthusiasm here was soaring, his heart was still cold. Three feet of ice did not freeze in a day... What do you think!
The crazy wind blows... the fallen leaves are rolled up like a small whirlwind, the fallen leaves are spinning and drifting...
"The game has officially begun! The first one to serve is Gu Zixin!"
Feng Qingxu suppressed his smile, and they took the competition seriously.
Leng October held the racket and took it very seriously, because she saw that the other party's eyes were full of seriousness. The other party was serious. Based on respect, Leng October would not look casual!
Gu Zixin held the tennis ball in his hand, and the light green light was thrown into the sky. His fat body jumped into the air like a projectile, and the yellow tennis ball in his hand was like fire in the sun.
"Thunder serve!!"
People outside the stadium were stunned. Is the boss so serious? He just hit the ball with a thunderbolt...
The light green tennis ball is wrapped in a layer of gold...the strong smell, the tennis racket mopping the floor in the cold October...
Sparks were blown out, and she suddenly swung the racket to catch the tennis ball that had not landed... The tennis ball spun rapidly on the racket, and the sound seemed to want to break the tennis racket, but Leng October did not give that chance.
Suddenly the way she held the racquet changed. She held the racquet from the back to the front, taking away some of the strength of the tennis ball.
Bang——
Everyone's mouths opened slightly... and they went back... and they fought back...
Wow——
Everyone was shocked...the boss's serve was hit back...
"good!!"
When one person spoke up, everyone burst into thunderous applause. They had an obsessive admiration for tennis masters!!
Gu Zixin did not underestimate the enemy. When he saw the tennis ball coming back, he already knew it in his heart... He naturally knew how powerful the person in front of him was... because from the way she acted, he finally remembered... This was the young genius who was popular all over Asia...
Most people don't know it, but...because he is not wearing a tennis hat at the moment, he is negligent!!
A hot fire ignited in my heart... treat it more cautiously!!
Leng Yueyue softened the rigidity and dissolved the power of thunder like water. This move is extremely clever.
But Leng October knows...this thunderous serve made her arms numb!!