Chapter 1191： I don't know how to fight

Lu Wanyu twitched the corner of her mouth, smiled perfunctorily, then turned her head and shot her eyes at the man holding the racket.

"Don't harm others if you have bad skills."

The more Cang Ze slapped the racket on his shoulders, a thin layer of sweat was pressed down on the evil charm of his handsome face, and even if the cold eyes were shrouded in sunlight, the cold air inside could not be dispelled: "Compare?"

He stared at the senior, ignoring Lu Wanyu.

The senior thought the atmosphere was weird, so he laughed twice and said: "Okay, compare, let's group, one-on-one is not fun."

As he said, his eyes glanced at Lu Wanyu: "I will be with Yu'er."

His hand wrapped Lu Wanyu's shoulder.

Lu Wanyu shrank instinctively before he let go.

There was a faint flame in Cang Zeyue's eyes, and when he turned his eyes, it turned into a puddle of heat, approaching Qian Miao who was chatting with Wei Wu.

"Tang Qianqian, come here!"

Qian Miao who was suddenly cueed: "→_→"

He grabbed a racket and threw it to Qian Yan.

Yu Manman automatically ran towards Fengxian: "Then I will follow a group."

She smiled at the corner of her mouth.

Feng Xian looked indifferent: "I won't play."

He threw the racket back into the basket and walked towards the rest area next to it. Samoyed ran over with a basket with towels on his back.

He took a towel and wiped his sweat, intending to watch the game.

Yu Manman also stepped back and said, "Anyway, it's them now. Then I'll wait together."

Fengxian kept silent, staring at the people on the court with deep brows.

Qianmiao lazily dragged his racket into the arena, with a lazy expression, and said to Cang Ze, "I don't know how to play."

Cang Zeyue didn't seem to believe it, his eyes were directed at the man next to Lu Wanyu, and he shouted: "Those who are boring to fight, those who lose, and those who want to win will circle the court three times.

Lu Wanyu: "Naive."

Senior: "...Uh, good."

Tang Qianfan: "I can't fight."

Audience outside the venue: "Children have a sense of sight in the game."

Cang Zeyue didn't make this request arbitrarily, he just wanted someone to see how bad the senior's physical strength was.

Since Shi Chengan is a member of the tennis club, he served as the referee and the game officially started.

Lu Wanyu served the ball, and the ball flew towards Qianmian's area.

"Tang Qianqian, fight back!"

Qianmiao tilted his eyes and slapped the ball over.

"Too hard!" Cang Ze gritted his teeth.

As expected, the ball went directly out of bounds.

Qian Miao's face was indifferent: "I said I can't fight."

Cang Zeyue's expression was gloomy: "Don't joke with me, things that are so difficult for racing will be, but won't this be so simple? It's about my dignity, take it seriously."

It's the turn to serve.

The more Cang Ze was in charge of serving, a ball passed, very smooth.

With only one sound, Lu Wanyu successfully blocked the ball back.

This time, he rushed to Qianmen's area again.

"Tang Qianqian, try harder!" he reminded.

Qianmiao agreed, and his strength shrank by more than half.

Then...no internet.

The audience was silent.

It was the first time they saw such a terrible Tang Qianyan.

She turned her head and looked meaningless: "I said no."

Shi Chengan reminded the score that they are still zero at the moment.

Cang Ze took a deep breath and said directly: "Leave it to me, as a decoration, I will block all the balls."

Qianfeng: "That's not good, right."

"What I said is what I said!"

Qianfeng: "Let's do it."

Therefore, when the new round of the ball flew over, Qianmiao saw the ball close at hand, obviously he could easily hit it, and leaned to avoid it.