Chapter 150: a lore

Chapter 150 A Lore

"However, he really exceeded my expectations. Not only his acting skills are very different from the rumors, but his reputation is also different. I heard that people in the whole circle are against him. Doesn't it look like this now?

Zhang Hao on the opposite side is not very well-known, and his temper is notoriously bad in the circle. With two moneys in his family, his eyes are higher than the top, and he never puts some small actors in his eyes. Now he can get along with Ye Xian It's really strange to play ball together. You can get along so harmoniously with this kind of person. Guess what it means? "

On the court, Zhang Hao, who was in full swing, seemed to have been slapped with chicken blood, and his racket swings became more fierce every time.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Taking advantage of Ye Xian's condition getting worse and worse, he will of course take advantage of the victory to pursue and win with one blow! Absolutely don't leave him the slightest room to fight back! Although he couldn't fight back at all.

Don't want to, when he swung the last ball confidently, across the net, the corner of the mouth of the 'dejected' teenager suddenly curled up.

Finally found this angle.

The tennis ball was spinning in the air at high speed. Ye Xian picked up the racket and jumped forward, with his arms slightly tilted back. His shoulder blades were like a beautiful bird's wings. When they were folded together, their shape was elegant and smooth.

She held the racket backhand, made a lore, and surfed the Internet at high speed. Her movements were crisp and neat, chic and handsome.

All the assistants who were watching were dumbfounded.

This is a very adventurous and difficult style of play, especially when the speed of tennis has been accelerating time and time again, showing an extremely fast state.

If the optimal angle is not found, but the strength is confronted head-on, no matter how strong the racket is, it may be shot to the ground.

But the angle Ye Xian looked for was impartial, as if it had been precisely calculated.

Zhang Hao never imagined that the young man who could barely catch his ball just now suddenly exploded, like an extremely professional tennis player, not only using the most difficult tennis volley technique, but also quickly moving to let him He couldn't see the angle and position of the ball falling at this time.

While he was searching in a panic, the tennis ball, which had accelerated to a certain level, hit him in the face with great precision and force.

"ah-"

In an instant, Zhang Hao let go of the racket in pain, covered his face and yelled.

The assistants looked dumbfounded, and after realizing it, they all ran over in panic, "Brother Hao, are you okay?" "Brother Hao, how are you?" "Brother Hao, Brother Hao!"

"It shows that Ye Xian has a really good personality..."

Shangguan Yunli's words came to an abrupt end.

Bo Tingshen looked at the young man who was holding the racket backwards and stood firmly on the grass. Instead of his weak appearance just now, he gently brushed the broken hair on his forehead, and blew a frivolous whistle towards the net, and his pupils could not help but narrowed.

"Brother Hao, are you okay?"

Ye Xian threw away the racket vigorously, held the net and looked at Zhang Hao lying on the ground with a smile, "Oh, I'm injured, Sao Ao Rui~~ I just hit it casually, I didn't expect you to use your face Take it, so novel?"

These days, it's too difficult for her to even play ball.

Zhang Hao, a reckless man who can only work hard, really thinks she can't catch his ball? If she wanted to hit him, he would have already lost within three rounds, but not only did she want to hit him, but she also wanted to hit him precisely in the face, and even more precisely, in the mouth, so she delayed the progress. Calculated the angle for so long.

(end of this chapter)