Chapter 217

Zhou Dong took out a pink racket from his backpack. He was all pink, but he didn't attract many people's attention.

On the one hand, it is because of the terrorist forces behind him that others dare not point out.

On the other hand, Zhou Dong is a frequent visitor here. There are only a small number of rich people in Donghai. They all know each other almost and have long been used to it.

When Zhou Dong came on the court, a few very discerning people gave up the field on their own initiative, with a flattering smile on their face.

Unfortunately, it was ignored by Zhou Dong.

They chose a venue at random.

Just now, the elites who didn't pay much attention to Lin Yi began to whisper.

They are all thinking about who this person is and how they talk and laugh with Zhou Dong. It seems that they have a good relationship.

If you can have such a relationship with Zhou Dong, can you have a general identity?

"Look, miss." Xiao Mo points his racket at Lin Yi and Zhou Dong.

Ning Xin lifted Mou to see one eye, also some surprised a way: "unexpectedly is he."

"No, isn't he gay? Lin Yi... No, that bastard just took advantage of me. He can't be gay. " Ning Xin just had this kind of idea, be defeated by oneself immediately.

"It may be that he sold his body for the sake of wealth." Xiao Mo guessed boldly.

"Eh, I didn't expect him to be such a person. Bah, shameless." Ning Xin spat in secret.

Next to Lin Yi and Zhou Dong is Ning Xin.

Lin Yi smile, very sunshine: "Miss Ning, I ask you something, how to play tennis?"

Ning Xin didn't expect him to ask such a stupid question. He couldn't help shaking his head: "you're so stupid. You still play tennis like this? Shame. Don't tell the idiot

"Yes, tennis is when someone hits the ball over, touches it on the ground and then hits it back. If they play on or off the court, they will lose points."

Xiao Mo tried to be as simple as possible.

Lin Yi nodded thoughtfully. He didn't fight, but when he watched people fight on TV, he had a question in his heart. He probably knew how to do it.

"That's it. It's a piece of cake. I'll kill him." Lin Yi is carrying a racket with a cigarette in his mouth, squinting. The light smoke rising makes his face look vague, but with some mystery and uninhibited.

Ning Xin, as a beginner, is very dissatisfied with Lin Yi's disdainful tone even for the difficulty of tennis.

"That bastard thought tennis was easy. It's hard to catch a ball from the ground, even though the racket is big." Ning Xin said with deep experience.

"Yes, miss, he really doesn't understand the difficulty of tennis at all. He thinks he's right. Wait and see how he's beaten all over the floor." Little mo asserted.

"Come on, brother, I'll give you a few shots."

Hearing Lin Yi's words, people on the scene showed strange expressions.

Xiao Mo and Ning Xin blushed one after another and wanted to tell others that they really didn't know the rude guy at all.

Zhou Dong, on the other hand, gave a gentle smile, holding the racket tightly, bending over to exert his strength, and then throwing the ball high up. His movements were very standard and elegant.

It's like a curved bow.

The ball crossed a beautiful arc, crossed the block, landed at the same time, ejected from a certain angle.

Lin Yi's mouth relaxed, showing a subtle smile, has appeared in the place where the ball is ejected. He has a good time and a heavy swing. m.shenPINwu