Room 3601, Love Apartment.
Zhuang Ming is playing a remote-controlled tennis game with Lu Zhanbo.
Zhuang Ming didn't make any big moves, just simply waving his arms, while Lu Zhanbo was running around like a led bull. Similarly, the little game character Lu Zhanbo on the TV screen was also running around desperately.
The key is that every time, Zhuang Ming's shots were within the acceptable range of Lu Zhanbo, which was a bit embarrassing for him.
Soon, he was out of breath, making his body that lacked exercise feel a strong sense of exhaustion.
Feeling that the body is being hollowed out is exactly what Lu Zhanbo felt at this moment.
Finally, he couldn't help it, his feet softened, and he fell into the sofa beside him.
Plop!
It wasn't the sound of falling to the ground, but Lu Zhanbo lying on the sofa like an octopus, never wanting to move again.
"Brother-in-law, please spare me." Lu Zhanbo's life-threatening voice came out. He really only had half a life left.
Zhuang Ming was speechless and casually threw away the body sensor in his hand. He ran a few times and found that he wasn't even sweating yet, so he couldn't do it. This physique was really not an ordinary waste.
It's really difficult to make Zhuang Ming sweat.
"Hahaha~~ Zhan Bo, you are so useless. I heard your violent breathing from far away. If you didn't know, you thought it was because the old cow was tired from plowing the fields?" Lu Ziqiao walked in and threw grapes into his mouth. , and then quickly spit out the seeds.
Lu Zhanbo didn't even want to look at Lu Ziqiao and said angrily: "If you have the guts, you and your brother-in-law can go and fight."
"Come on, I'm sure I can't win in a fight. Can't I play tennis as well? I'm a little physical expert." Lu Ziqiao immediately rolled up his sleeves.
Puff~
The spat out seeds fell into the trash can with perfect accuracy. He took the somatosensory device from Lu Zhanbo's hand. He looked like a heroic sacrificer, with an aura that he would never return until Loulan was broken.
Lu Zhanbo was like a carp.
With Lu Zhanbo's size and explosive power, it is certainly impossible to succeed.
What's more, he had just spent a lot of energy, but could only see a tiny movement, and finally sat up slowly with difficulty.
Then he seemed to see himself again.
The one was tired of running around, while Zhuang Ming just waved his arms a few times in a cool and unrestrained manner.
And Lu Ziqiao could still receive it every time.
This made him more sympathetic.
"Hush, it was so dangerous, I almost didn't catch it." Lu Ziqiao said proudly after catching a quite dangerous ball.
Hearing what Lu Ziqiao said, Lu Zhanbo's eyes became even more sympathetic.
"Hey, this ball is so thrilling."
Immediately afterwards, this kind of ball often appears, and sometimes it is easy to catch.
Lu Ziqiao's physical fitness is indeed much better than Lu Zhanbo's. At the beginning, he still had the physical strength to catch the balls and talk and chat.
But then, his speed dropped.
But every time he can catch the ball only after he explodes with all his strength. He can catch the ball as long as he explodes, so he chooses to explode every time.
The whole person is like a puppet with strings, being played back and forth. He is exhausted from running around and has no time to rest at all. He only has time to take a breath every time.
Father, like son.
That's the truth.
Lu Zhanbo saw his former self in Lu Ziqiao, the one who was teased and applauded by Zhuang Ming.
It was precisely because of this that he only felt cold in his heart.
very scary!
final result
Of course, Lu Ziqiao also fell on the sofa like Lu Zhanbo before, like a puddle of dead dogs.
That is to say, the time persisted a little longer.
Looking at Zhuang Ming, he was still not sweating.
Huchi, wheeze~
Lu Ziqiao's breathing was like an old bellows, and she couldn't say a word.
I only heard Lu Zhanbo say: "You are still too young and don't know the cunningness of this society. If you suffer a loss once, it is a blessing. It will be better if you don't suffer a loss next time."
When Lu Ziqiao heard this, she gasped even more violently.
Well, this is what he said, and he said it to Lu Zhanbo, who had just entered the love apartment at that time.
Now I didn't expect that Lu Zhanbo would use it to talk about him, and it was exactly the same.
This would be more embarrassing for him.
"Hey hey hey" Seeing that his goal was achieved, Lu Zhanbo showed a mean smile, which really smelled like Teacher Zeng.
Those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to ink are black.
This sentence is really not false at all.
After calming down for a while, Lu Ziqiao recovered and asked, "By the way, where is Teacher Zeng? I haven't seen him in the past two days."
"In the past two days, during the radio station assessment, Teacher Zeng went crazy for ratings. He worked overtime and never came back." Lu Zhanbo knows more about the situation in the apartment than Zhuang Ming and Lu Ziqiao. After all, he doesn't go out and is still a homebody.
"Really?" Lu Ziqiao was stunned, then shrugged and said, "But is there any difference between Mr. Zeng's assessment and not assessment? No one listens to his program anyway."
"Uh." Lu Zhanbo was stunned and suddenly speechless.
Because it makes so much sense and is completely impossible to refute.
Because now Zeng Xiaoxian's program has been adjusted to midnight, will the leader listen to his program assessment in the middle of the night?
Even ghosts don’t believe this.
But that's it, Zeng Xiaoxian believed it.
This is a bit embarrassing for him.
The atmosphere fell into a mysterious awkwardness.
"By the way, a girl from Magpie Country recently came to our company." Lu Zhanbo took the initiative to change the topic. He always felt strange.
Well, he was the only one who felt weird.
Lu Ziqiao immediately raised his head, showing a curious expression. Anyway, he was interested in the race below without weapons, and asked: "What's her name?"
"Hollywood." Lu Zhanbo said immediately.
"What? Hollywood? What the hell is that name? No, is it a human name?" Lu Ziqiao couldn't help but complain.
"That's not what it says." Lu Zhanbo explained speechlessly.
"Okay." Lu Zhanbo looked at Lu Zhanbo's little face that was full of love: "Zhanbo, tell me, what is the difference between a girl from the Dragon Country and a girl from the Magpie Country?"
Speaking of this, Lu Zhanbo looked depressed: "I'm sorry, I haven't even felt it."
Lu Ziqiao: "."
The look in his eyes was one of sympathy, naked sympathy, which even made Lu Zhanbo feel dumbfounded.
Well, I should say it pissed me off.
After all, no one wants to be looked at with pitiful and sympathetic eyes. This hurts one's self-esteem.
My little heart is completely hurt, right?
"Ziqiao, what's that look in your face?" Lu Zhanbo asked angrily. That look really pissed him off, and he always felt like a being abandoned by the whole world.
"No eyes." Lu Ziqiao immediately changed the subject: "By the way, can she speak Chinese?"
"Maybe, but the only Chinese words I heard her say are only three words." Lu Zhanbo said truthfully.
(End of chapter)
