Chapter 60 Yang Yaqi is jealous
"The game is over, the next group!" After a while, Zhang Guozhong finally opened his mouth. His voice was a little low, but it sounded with a trace of trembling. With Zhang Guozhong's words, Pan Hongsheng walked down with a coquettish face and sat next to Yang Yaqi. He was not arrogant or impatient but playful.
Perhaps for an ordinary person, even for an athlete, it is very difficult for this Tiandao whirlwind leg to rotate 540 to 360 twice. In addition to the stagnation and overload of the waist muscles, it also causes great damage to the ankle joint of the knee joint. What these four feet are going down is a serial, so that the other party does not reflect. Don't let your body react, rely on inertia to repeat it again and again until you kick the opponent down and score.
If this kind of action occurs in a regular game, it will be almost the end of this round, because no one can hit more than one foot in the next four consecutive times.
This action can be regarded as hurting the enemy one thousand and losing eight hundred, but the high score given can basically determine the victory or defeat once. All many athletes will choose to break the boat, but more people will be injured in the end.
However, although Pan Hongsheng's action is not as simple as pediatrics, he can practice a little. After all, he can't be regarded as an ordinary person.
Can the old man be regarded as an ordinary person? Grasp the bullet with your hand, and a look can scare an ordinary person to death. Although Pan Hongsheng is not so perverted, he must not be among ordinary people.
Pan Hongsheng, who sat back in his position again, did not continue to show off, but quietly took Yang Yaqi's black clip and began to pretend, showing that he was not only strong but also good quality, and very attentive to every game. Looking at a trace of sweat on Pan Hongsheng's forehead, Yang Yaqi's eyes inexplicably flashed with tears and wiped her cuffs with a smile. Seeing the other party looking at him, her face turned red, and pretended to watch the game.
Why does this boy learn this kind of action? Yang Yaqi didn't see Pan Hongsheng used in the previous practice, but Yang Yaqi's skillful action can think of how much effort Pan Hongsheng has made, just for a game that she is not passionate about?
Yang Yaqi doesn't believe that it will be so simple, and even doesn't believe that Pan Hongsheng is just to help her realize such a dream, or she feels like she is dreaming now.
"When did you learn this action?" Yang Yaqi bit her lower lip and asked. She seemed to use the power of nine cows and two tigers, and asked with a red face.
' "I practiced in the dormitory before, or started early in the morning and practiced on the playground for a while. Is it okay?" Pan Hongsheng said with a smile on his face that the foal could not be coquettish enough to tell the other party that he had only watched the video and practiced once in the dormitory. It was too terrible and seemed that he was unprofessional.
"Actually, you don't need to do this. This action is very harmful to your joints." Yang Yaqi blushed and continued to say, and then bit her lips and looked at Pan Hongsheng and asked, "Why do you have to do this?"
Looking at Yang Yaqi's expression, Pan Hongsheng knew that the little girl was thinking crooked again. Although she wondered if it was a popular girl Sichun this year, she didn't ask. She just smiled gently and shook her head and didn't say anything.
However, if he doesn't say anything, it doesn't mean that Yang Yaqi doesn't think blindly. She blushed and lowered her head, and then whispered, "If you feel uncomfortable with your joints at night, I'll apply a hot towel for you and give you a massage by the way!"
"Ah?" Pan Hongsheng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the other party with a stunned face, and Yang Yaqi was immediately blushed and lowered her head without saying a word.
As a girl, she took the initiative to help a boy massage. Is this a confession? Yang Yaqi felt her heart beating wildly. She didn't dare to face up to her relationship with this boy, but she had to say that she had a deeper and deeper tendency.
And what about Pan Hongsheng? Pan Dajiaozi, who lived the life of Yeye Shengge, must know that his man did something and did nothing, but in the final analysis, he did not feel that he was a man. He said that his little hooligan was buried, and he positioned himself as a little scoundrel!
"Hey hey, let's talk about it then, let's talk about it then!"
A flower girl wanted to give a scoundrel massage. Pan Hongsheng swallowed his saliva dryly, looked at Yang Yaqi's figure without a trace, and then smiled dryly.
Yang Yaqi, who pretended not to be aware of Pan Hongsheng's intention, glanced at him and then continued to watch the game. At the same time, she took a pen to write down the scoring points and movements of all the players on the field. Except for her, many people on the field were doing this job, which could prevent the other party's way in her game.
"Hey, handsome man, it was so awesome just now!" The girl who talked to Yang Yaqi before came over again and sat next to Pan Hongsheng, leaning on Pan Hongsheng's side, and asked with a smile on her face.
"It's okay!" Pan Hongsheng smiled and said, but he looked at the other party's career line without a trace. He raised his eyebrows and was obedient. It seemed that the career line was very good!
"It seems that you will perform again. Are you interested in performing for me in the evening?" The girl took a look at Yang Yaqi with a trace of contempt at the corners of her mouth, and then looked at Pan Hongsheng with a hopeful face.
Sniffing the perfume on the girl's body, Pan Hongsheng touched her nose and didn't say anything. She opened her mouth and kept watching the other party's career line. The girl also seemed to find Pan Hongsheng's eyes and kept scratching her head and posture, ** Pan Hongsheng.
"Cough, handsome man, how's it going? Do you want to come in the evening? If you think it's inconvenient, you can give me your house number, and I'll come to you then. The girl looked at Yang Yaqi provocatively and said to Pan Hongsheng. Yang Yaqi's eyes bulged angrily.
"Forget it, I'll just take a look." Pan Hongsheng was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile.
"Ah?" The girl was obviously stunned. Then she looked at Pan Hongsheng's lustful expression and Yang Yaqi seemed to think of something. She stood up with a shy and angry face, stared at Pan Hongsheng fiercely, and left directly.
She just realized that Pan Hongsheng just wanted to take advantage of it, and other oil and salt could not enter.
"Does it look good?" Looking at Pan Hongsheng's happy smile, Yang Yaqi gently lay down on Pan Hongsheng's ear and asked, her voice was numb.
"Well, it's good. It's really not an ordinary eye-catching. It must be touched by men a lot." Pan Hongsheng said, and then he was stunned for a moment that he remembered that he was going to sleep in the same room with Yang Yaqi at night, and he quickly made a decent appearance.
"Don't put on garlic, can't you see that kind of woman is a bus? Do you know that a girl is better than her?" Yang Yaqi stared at Pan Hongsheng fiercely, and then said with her chest.
"Oh, I know, I know!"
"You! Bastard!" Yang Yaqi blushed and scolded. She obviously saw Pan Hongsheng glance at her chest, and then curled her lips without a trace, and her eyes turned directly to the field.