"Luo Chen, one cent!"
After several rounds of fighting, Luo Chen deceives wu Xiaowu with a fake action and takes the first point.
However, Wu Xiaowu didn't catch up with Luo Chen as he expected.
Seeing that Wu Xiaowu's reaction speed and strength are back to the beginning of the competition, and even above, Luo Chen can't help but praise Wu Xiaowu's proud capital.
The score of the two players is tight.
"Two points for Luo Chen!"
"Wu Xiaowu two points!"
"Three points for Luo Chen!"
"Wu Xiaowu three points!"
The score of the two players was even, and another player had to score two points in order to win the game.
Luo Chen didn't expect that Wu Xiaowu could still fight with her so much. He couldn't help thinking that drinking with her that day was the same. It was obvious that she couldn't, but there was still a wave of explosion, which almost made Luo Chen drunk.
It's a girl who doesn't admit defeat.
It's really bright, especially dark.
However, even if Wu Xiaowu's momentum does not decrease at the moment, Luo Chen also knows that she is just fighting a trapped beast.
When Wu Xiaowu won this game, he pulled back one and disguised the score as 3-5.
If Luo Chen wins, he will win directly.
Realize that has reached a critical moment, the crowd coincidentally, again quiet down.
Even the boy who has been dancing and cheering for the company is quiet now. He just grabs the guardrail tightly and looks at the girl he loves.
Wu Xiaowu is beating tennis. She suddenly feels that maybe this is the last ball she can send out in this match.
Innumerable mood surged up, mixed together.
I haven't experienced the feeling of losing for a long time.
As a young girl, Wu Xiaowu was dependent on her brother and lived a miserable life for so many years. Unconsciously, Wu Xiaowu became a strong, independent and competitive girl.
It seems that only by standing on high all the time can she get a sense of security, but at the same time, she also admires the strong. She hopes that someone who is as powerful as her brother can protect herself, so that she won't have to be so tired.
Wu Xiaowu has few friends, but yunmengyao is definitely a very good one.
She admired even less people, except her brother, who was Luo Chen.
Why is it that an ordinary game, not even a game, is just a game, so serious?
Maybe in the face of Luo Chen, Wu Xiaowu wants Luo Chen to pay attention to herself, so she spare no effort to show her proudest side to Luo Chen.
Until now, Wu Xiaowu knows that Luo Chen is really powerful, and she also knows why her brother admires Luo Chen so much.
Because of her, I really admire her.
Maybe this game, since Luo Chen seriously began, he has lost.
But in the end, Wu Xiaowu still hopes to let Luo Chen see that she thinks she is the most beautiful.
Throw the ball high and Wu Xiaowu plays it hard.
Luo Chen is not polite to return a blow, Wu Xiaowu is running desperately, hit the ball back again.
No one spoke. Everyone was watching the game quietly.
Yun Chuyao is no exception. Her focus has quietly changed from Luo Chen to Wu Xiaowu.
Such a girl who does not admit defeat really has a unique charm.
Looking at Wu Xiaowu running back and forth on the field, struggling to meet Luo Chen, Yun Chuyao suddenly feels that she is like a bunch of fireworks, blooming with the most beautiful light.
"Luo Chen is in the lead!"
Wu Xiaowu bent down and put her hands on her knees for a rest. She was too tired to hold the racket tightly.
It's over, little girl.
Luo Chen threw the ball up and hit it.
Wu Xiaowu used up her last strength to catch up with the ball and fight back.
Luo Chen gently dropped a short ball.
Wu Xiaowu tried her best to run towards the net, but after all, the ball was rubbing and her racket frame fell to the ground.
Faltering two steps, Wu Xiaowu's hand slipped and the racket fell to the ground.
She followed and sat on the floor.
The tight string in my heart is broken at this moment.
It's over.
Everyone knows it.
The most gorgeous fireworks disappeared after all.
But the lost fireworks will be reborn in another way.
"The game is over, Luo Chen wins!"
Yunmengyao reluctantly announced the result, she does not understand, why Luo Chen this time so stingy, must win Wu Xiaowu.
The boys on the sideline, watching Wu Xiaowu.
He joined the tennis club, the first club, and Wu Xiaowu was the first girl he fell in love with. He once thought that his president was invincible. No matter what he did, she could do the best.
But now, seeing Wu Xiaowu working so hard, but still losing, the boy suddenly wants to cry.Not only he, but also many members of the tennis club are worried at the moment.
Wu Xiaowu, their president, is an invincible goddess. They seldom see Wu Xiaowu working so hard. They can feel that Wu Xiaowu wants to win.
In the past, Wu Xiaowu was sure to win when he worked so hard.
But this time, she lost.
The legend in these people's hearts ends at this moment.
But there are also a group of people who can't feel the mood of Wu Xiaowu and the members. They just cheer for the wonderful competition.
And among them, there are also some female students, cheering for Luo Chen.
Man is a kind of circle animal, will hold a group of joy and sorrow.
Yunchuyao came to Luochen, took his hand and said with a smile.
"Brother Luo, you are very good."
Luo Chen turns to look at the beautiful cloud Chu Yao, suddenly feel, at the moment as if only she and himself, or awake.
The onlookers were affected by the atmosphere, either happy or sad.
It was originally just a game. It seems that Wu Xiaowu has been sublimated by herself.
Luo Chen scratched his head, slightly embarrassed.
"It's really exciting. I feel like I've won a grand slam."
"You won, but it seems that many people are sad. Don't you comfort the little dance?"
Comfort is certain.
Luo Chen also wants to see what Wu Xiaowu will look like after her failure.
He came to the net, reached for the block, pressed it down, and crossed it easily.
When he comes to Wu Xiaowu, Luo Chen reaches out his hand.
"Smelly girl, are you convinced to lose?"
Yunmengyao also came here at this time. When she heard Luo Chen's words, she thought he was laughing at Wu Xiaowu. She said angrily.
"Brother Luo Chen, you've all won. Is it funny to laugh at Xiao Wu?"
Luo Chen is the simplicity of Yun Mengyao, laughing but not speaking.
The boy who admires Wu Xiaowu also comes over. Standing beside Wu Xiaowu, he sees Wu Xiaowu sitting on the ground and asking anxiously.
"President, are you ok?"
Wu Xiaowu suddenly raised her hand, grabbed the boy's clothes, and then slowly stood up.
She looked at Luo Chen for a long time, then turned her eyes to the boy, with a calm tone, not too depressed because of the defeat.
"It's OK. I'm just a little tired. I'll help you for a while. Don't you mind?"
Boys are flattered, even busy.
"Ah, do not mind, do not mind, you help the president."
Wu Xiaowu holds the boy and after a short rest, tells Luo Chen.
"Luo Chen, I've lost. I'm convinced."
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