The topic was finally over, but Tao You still couldn't stop laughing, and successfully attracted the attention of several people in the front row.
"Sister, is it so funny?" The person who was splashed with water raised his eyebrows, flipped up his hair, and exposed his shiny forehead. He thought he was handsome and said, "Is my charm so great?" After saying that, he flicked it. tongue, as if he had completely forgotten that Tao You was the one who ruined his hair style.
Tao You's face was filled with a "It's hard to explain" expression. Before she could speak, Yuan Yuzhou next to her said, "Hey, Brother Zhang, why are you so narcissistic? How many liters of oil did you eat before going out? " His tone was full of disgust, and he didn't want to take another look at his brother who could turn on his screen at any time.
"How are you talking?" Zhang San patted the back of Yuan Yuzhou's head, then said to Tao You with a smile, "Don't worry about the child. I had an illness when I was young, and my brain is missing." He pointed to his temples, curled his lips and waved his hands. .
"Let me meet you, my name is Zhang San, he is Yuan Yuzhou, Xiao Yuan, captain Luo Xiaowei." Zhang San blocked Tao You's gaze from looking at Luo Xiaowei, "Hey, I know the captain is handsome, but I am even more handsome. He has a partner, and he is still a strict wife, please look at me more."
——He is quite handsome, but I have seen Song Yimian in many extremely handsome scenes, and these are not worth mentioning. Also, brother, do you have some misunderstandings about your appearance?
Tao You thought of the photos in the photo album on her phone. She was silent for a few seconds, blinked, and mechanically expressed her inner thoughts: "What a random name." After saying that, she realized that she was a little rude and closed her eyes. Mouth.
Zhang San noticed Tao You's restraint and waved his hand nonchalantly, "Hey, everyone who hears my name for the first time wonders if it is my real name. My mother loved spicy food when she was pregnant with me, and she dreamed about the food at home every day. When I gave birth to a girl, I thought I would be a girl. Even the name I thought of was a girl's name. But when I gave birth to a boy, I found out that I was a boy. The whole family was too lazy to think of a name, and kept putting it off until the end of registering. One day, when I arrived at the door of the police station, my father told me that I was the third eldest child in the family, so let’s call him Zhang San, and then my parents went in to do it.”
——Even the reason is so casual.
Tao You laughed awkwardly, not knowing what to say, and continued to drink the last bit of porridge.
"What's your name? Are you a high school student? Which high school are you in?" Zhang San asked three questions in a row.
Fatty Xiao took out his hand and slapped Zhang San, and said vaguely: "Brother Zhang, your way of striking up a conversation is too bad. No wonder no girls in the school talk to you. If it were me, I wouldn't talk to you either." He said It was stuffed with potato chips, and when he spoke, it spurted out and landed on Zhang San's face.
Zhang San pushed him away with a look of disgust on his face: "You are like this, I don't want to talk to you yet."
"No, I didn't strike up a conversation. Am I the kind of person who relies on striking up conversations to attract people?! I obviously win because of my looks!" He touched his face again and changed his words in time.
As soon as he finished speaking, his teammates all looked at him like, "You may have misunderstood me deeply."
"Focus on the game." The captain coughed a few times and said, "I'm not here to make you angry."
"Ahem." Zhang San was rarely embarrassed and turned around silently, returning his attention to the court.
Tao You also finished drinking the white porridge. She gently rubbed her stomach to digest it, not forgetting to pay attention to the changes on the field.
Not long after it started, the first game was almost over. Song Hao was lagging behind by a big margin and was unable to catch Tan Songwen's fierce attack, playing very hard.
Tao You clenched her fists nervously. She didn't know why the order of appearance suddenly changed. According to the previously determined order of entry, this match should be between Wang Peng and Tan Songwen.
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"Old Tan, you are not kind." The coach of No. 13 Middle School and Coach Tan stood on the sidelines chatting, "It's so unkind. The order of playing has been decided a long time ago. How can we change it on the spur of the moment? It's not fair."
Coach Tan smiled and patted the coach of No. 13 Middle School on the shoulder, and replied slyly: "What's unfair? You can't eat randomly, and you can't talk nonsense. I followed the normal procedure when I changed the list. When I handed in the list, It's still within the reporting deadline we agreed on, why can't it work? Besides, when you asked me for the list before, I also said that it was just a draft list. Who allowed you to be so arbitrary? The person has been decided.”
"Thief, you are such a thief. The older you get, the more selfish you become." The coach of No. 13 Middle School slapped Coach Tan away. (The next page is more exciting!)
The hand on his shoulder was unconvinced and he forced himself to find fault, "Then this is the order you finally decided on? Let such a boy face your nephew? I think it is worse than the drafted list. What is Tan Songwen's strength and playing style? , as an uncle, you know it best. You are blatantly letting your nephew get away with it, and letting us win this point so easily, I am afraid these brats in No. 1 Middle School will not agree so easily."
"Hmph," Coach Tan snorted disdainfully, without further explanation.
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Outside, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and dark clouds rolling back and forth; inside the house was brightly lit, and the seats were packed, and the umbrellas stacked and hung at the door were dripping with water. No matter how bad the weather was, it could not stop everyone's enthusiasm.
"Captain, Song Hao is completely led, right?" Yuan Yuzhou raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there really no problem with this arrangement?"
Luo Xiaowei's face was calm, he took a sip of saliva, cleared his throat, and said hoarsely: "Song Hao's weakness is backhand and judgment, and Tan Songwen's strengths are exactly these two, but Song Hao is very smart."
——What a smart way? Why don't you stop saying half of what you said? Who are you trying to worry about?
Tao You followed Luo Xiaowei's train of thought without realizing it. \./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./error\./first\./issue~~ It must be admitted that Luo Xiaowei’s observation skills are no worse than Song Yimian’s. The strengths and weaknesses of both sides have been seen.
But this half-said problem is really hard to accept. It's like watching an episode of a TV series and getting stuck just before the climax of the plot. You have to wait for a week to know what happens next; I'll tell you half way through. When a guest comes, the remaining half of the meal cannot be eaten until the guest has left; when the gossip is halfway heard, the gossip teller suddenly changes the topic.
"Smart? How could he be so smart? He can't adapt when he fights so hard." Yuan Yuzhou scratched his head, not understanding what Luo Xiaowei meant by smart.
Zhang San threw another fruit candy he cheated from Fatty Xiao into his mouth, biting it loudly. Seeing that Luo Xiaowei's voice became hoarse, he kindly explained: "Little Yuanzi, you still You are too young and your moral practice is not deep enough. Brother Zhang will explain it to you."
"Look, Tan Songwen from No. 13 Middle School is a rabbit, and Song Hao from No. 1 Middle School is a tortoise." Zhang San began to explain vividly, but was interrupted by Fatty Xiao.
"Brother Zhang, how can this Tan Songwen be a rabbit? The rabbit is so cute, he is obviously more like a black bear."
"Eat your food, why bother?" Zhang San pushed away Fatty Xiao's big face, and continued to speak according to his own thinking, "The rabbit and the tortoise, move slowly and quietly."
"Tan Songwen has practiced his backhand very well. He has a fast ball speed and strong ball control ability. He can catch the ball by surprise and make it difficult for people to judge where the ball will land. This really makes it easy for the opponent to be led by himself and also makes the opponent confused about himself. .”
Indeed, Tao You listened to Zhang San's explanation while paying attention to the situation on the court. Song Hao kept running around the court. Tan Songwen's ball landed at a tricky spot, giving Song Hao no chance to breathe. He also specifically looked for Song Hao's backhand angle to hit. Song Hao's physical strength was obviously unable to keep up, and his running speed was also much slower. He lost more and more points due to wrong judgments, and Tan Songwen also fought more and more fiercely.
No matter how worried and nervous others were and questioned the arrangement, Coach Tan remained calm and looked at the situation on the court calmly.
"But just wait and see, this passive situation will be reversed at most until the next round." Zhang San said confidently.
Yuan Yuzhou didn't trust Zhang San very much and was dubious about his words: "Brother Zhang, don't fool me just because you think I'm stupid."
"Little Yuanzi, you have to speak with your conscience. It's true that you are stupid, but when did your brother Zhang ever fool you because of this?" Zhang San crossed his arms over his chest and hugged Yuan Yuzhou greasyly, "It's not too late for me to hurt you. "
"Back off! Back off! Back off!" Yuan Yuzhou poked Zhang San's shoulder with his finger and hurried away from him, shaking off goosebumps. His attitude was resolute, as if he was avoiding something disgusting, "I'm afraid you didn't drink a few liters of oil. , several large barrels of oil, or gutter oil.”
"Tsk, if you don't believe me, ask the girl behind me if what I said is right. She just listened so seriously." Zhang San nudged Tao You with his chin.
Yuan Yuzhou stared straight at Tao You with his pure and innocent eyes.
Tao You, who was suddenly called, looked at Yuan Yuzhou and then looked again. (The next page is more exciting!)
Looking at Zhang San, I had the illusion that I was being caught in the corner.
——We’re not that familiar yet.
"I don't know, I don't know, don't ask me.\./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./original\./post~~" After denying three times in a row, Tao You Said very simply.
Yuan Yuzhou turned to look at Zhang San again, and the little expression on his face clearly reflected the sentence "Look, you just can't believe what I say, and it doesn't matter to anyone."
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"What are you talking about so happily?" Song Yimian sat next to Tao You.
Tao You asked strangely: "What are you doing here? Isn't it about a competition?"
Song Yimian took off his wristbands, moved his wrists, and said calmly: "The order of playing has been changed. I'm at the last one. There are all seats there, so the coach asked me to wait here."
"Song, you, are you Song Yimian?!" Yuan Yuzhou suddenly widened his eyes, opened his mouth, pointed at Song Yimian in disbelief and exclaimed.
Song Yimian paused and glanced at him with a confused expression.
"Brother Zhang, pinch me. Am I really not dreaming?" Yuan Yuzhou stretched his arm in front of Zhang San.
The surrounding audience heard the sound and looked over, thinking that some celebrity was present.
Zhang San covered his face and expressed that he didn't want to know this embarrassing guy. He couldn't stand Yuan Yuzhou's persistence and gave him a hard squeeze on the arm.
The next second, Yuan Yuzhou's howl of pain and excitement resounded in every corner of the court. Even Tan Songwen almost slipped and knocked the ball away.
"Brother Zhang, I finally see Song Yimian alive again!"
——A living Song Yimian? Why does it sound so weird?
Zhang San quickly took off the hat on Yuan Yuzhou's head, and clasped his face with Luo Xiaowei in tacit agreement. Fatty Xiao also picked up the snack bag to cover his face, and unanimously expressed that he could not afford to lose face.
"Who are you?" Song Yimian looked Yuan Yuzhou up and down, searching for this person in his mind and couldn't remember where he had met him.
"I know you, but you don't know me. I've known you since the National Cup." Yuan Yuzhou excitedly took out his phone and turned on the camera function, "Well, can I take a photo with you?"
Zhang San stopped Yuan Yuzhou in time, who wanted to cross the chair directly to the back, and said apologetically to Song Yimian: "Excuse me."
Yuan Yuzhou was able to sit back in his seat, but he didn't forget to turn around and cheer for Song Yimian: "Come on for the game later, I'm optimistic about you."
"Thank you." Song Yimian replied politely.
But Yuan Yuzhou suddenly became crazy, leaned close to Zhang San's ear, took his arm, and said excitedly: "Brother Zhang, did you hear it? My idol said to me 'thank you'!" "Quietly, Yuan Yuzhou found an angle and secretly took a photo with Song Yimian, who was looking down at his mobile phone. He zoomed in and out again and again, with a happy smile on his face.
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