Chapter 315: Missing

"Let's go!"

Half an hour was spent.

There was no suspense in the ending, Chen Mu and Tang Zixin's teams once again won the first place in the eyes of many resentment, Lu Han and Di Li Reba teams won the second place, Li Chen and Chen Chichi's teams won the third place, and Deng Chao and Wang Zulan's teams finished.

The advantages of the six professional dance girls are perfectly prominent, coupled with the one-on-one teaching of the six of them, except for Chen Muzai, the strength of each of the boys in Chen Mu's team is much stronger than the one-to-many dancers taught by Lu Han and other teams.

"Skin!"

When he won, Chen Mu straightened his waist, stood at the peak, spread his hands, and said playfully: "Which of you said what my strength is? ”

"Dish!"

Chen Chichi didn't want to give Chen Mu any face, so he pouted coldly and said, "The goods that lie down to win still have the face to speak." ”

Chen Mu twitched his eyes and said to Chen Chichi: "If you have the ability, don't lie down and win my fruit!"

Chen Chichi naturally knew what Chen Mu was talking about, and he was slightly cowardly in his heart, and his eyes looked left and right and said, "These two things are not the same thing. ”

"Then I have two things!"

Chen Mu's nose wrinkled, his slender fingers wiped on it, and he hummed lightly, expressing his disdain for Chen Chichi.

Chen Chichi didn't squeak, for fear that Chen Mu wouldn't fly with him when he played games in the future, how could he say that he would be taken by a king and have a face!

Seeing that no one came to refute him, Chen Mu spread his hands, feeling that he would be at the top of the mountain, and he could see the loneliness of the mountains.

"Do you still need to compare this second round?" Chen Mu suddenly pondered for a moment, with a look of enlightenment on his face, and said: "We have all won so many games, and we have already won the second round!"

"No need to compare, no need to compare!"

Chen Mu waved his hand again and again, and walked to the side.

Deng Chao, Li Chen, Di Li Reba, and Lu Han's eyelids trembled, who are you mocking, winning a few games and directly inflating!

"The badminton competition starts now, and all the participants are ready to use their supplies. The director ignored Chen Mu's performance and said lightly.

"It doesn't make sense. ”

Chen Mu continued to be invincible and unmoved.

It wasn't until the director's faint gaze floated over that Chen Mu grinned, restrained his arrogance, returned to the queue with a smile, and came together with Tang Zixin.

The badminton game tests everyone's comprehensive physique, and strength, speed, reaction, and control are all indispensable.

The 12 members of each team have played badminton, after all, they are all people who have participated in sports training and have been exposed to various sports to a greater or lesser extent.

Chen Mu's badminton level is relatively weak, he has few friends in his previous life, and he can only be entertained with Fa Xiao, who grew up since childhood, but they are all basketball or computer games, and the sport of badminton does not reflect the feeling of male charm in their opinion.

And growing up in an orphanage in this life, eating and drinking are all problems, how can it be possible to play these luxurious forms of entertainment.

The number of times Chen Mu has been in contact with badminton can be counted on one hand, but with his current physical fitness and excellent ability in all aspects, even if he has less experience, he will not suffer too much.

There are badminton courts in the stadium, and there are many of them, the rules of the program group are not difficult, it is very easy, and the competition mode of the program group is completely chaotic.

Draw lots for each other, regardless of the team, are all individual battles, and losing does not mean elimination, but there is still a chance to win from the elimination group and compete for a higher ranking.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Chen Mu's eyes were bright, so that he could meet four teams of players, including his own team, which was much more interesting than the boring competition of one team and one team!

Under the distribution of the director, the members of the running men's team fought with several competitors one after another.

Chen Mu and a boy from Li Chen's team drew lots and met each other and fought against them.

The boys in Li Chen's team are only a few centimeters shorter than Chen Mu, and the muscles on their bodies are slightly average, like Chen Mu, they don't seem to have any lethality, but with the force, the outline of the rolling muscles will be clearly seen.

"Hello!"

Chen Mu is very friendly to the people who help him with friendship, and greets the boys politely.

"Hello!"

The boy seemed very restrained and nervous, after all, Chen Mu's identity was a star, which was different from the identity of ordinary people, and the shocking effect caused by Chen Mu's 400 kilograms was still amplified in his heart.

"400 kilograms, this badminton won't kill you when you hit it back!" The boy thought boldly, if Chen Mu heard it, he didn't know what expression to make.

The level of boys' badminton is not superb, and for a while, he played half a pound or two with Chen Mu, who is familiar with badminton, and even had a slight advantage.

But with the passage of time, Chen Mu slowly learned something worth learning from the boys, and his strength slowly rose, gradually suppressing the boys, and finally won the victory.

On the other side, Lu Han, Di Li Reba, Tang Zixin, and Li Chen also achieved remarkable results and won victories one after another.

Chen Chichi, Deng Chao, and Wang Zulan were ashamed to see people, and the three of them came and went, and they were brushed down in the first round!

Chen Chichi's weight seriously affected the performance of his skills, and many times, his fat body brought him unimaginable shackles, and he was much weaker than his opponent in terms of physical flexibility, explosiveness, and durability.

Deng Chao's strength has to be said, it is still very good, the coherence of action, the ability to bounce, the ability to react, and the angle of the counterattack have reached a very dazzling position, but the only big fly in the ointment is that Deng Chao is very waveful, often cheering for himself, explaining the play of every ball for himself, praising himself unreservedly, and the shamelessness of his words is hard to hear.

In the end, the boy from the Luhan team couldn't bear it, and killed Deng Chao again and again, and finally won under Deng Chao's dull gaze, turned around and walked down, and rubbed his arm by the way, it was too uncomfortable!

Wang Zulan's defeat is very spiritual!

It's very important that he can't touch the ball, yes, he can't.

Wang Zulan's opponent is Cheng Jingqiang, and Cheng Jingqiang's height is more than 10 cm taller than Wang Zulan, coupled with the reason for the slender and explosive legs, Cheng Jingqiang's counterattacks are often higher than Wang Zulan's height after raising his hand, which makes Wang Zulan experience unprecedented despair.

In the end, Wang Zulan didn't wait for defeat to quit, wearing a red headscarf, Wang Zulan's thick lips were tightly pursed together, and Cheng Jingqiang said dissatisfiedly: "Are you despising my height." ”

Cheng Jingqiang held back a smile and shook her head again and again, with an innocent look in her eyes, she had already shown mercy to her subordinates, otherwise, almost all the ball kings Zu Lan would not be able to reach it.

And if Cheng Jingqiang has bad intentions, playing far and near, even if he can keep up with Wang Zulan's short legs, his physical fitness will be greatly consumed, and he will fail in the end.

Looking at Cheng Qinqiang's innocent gaze, Wang Zulan was looking at her height and the incomparably slender and round legs, Wang Zulan raised his head and endured the tears in his eyes, shook his head in frustration and said, "I admit defeat." ”

After that, Wang Zulan's back galloped away, he was not as tall as a girl, and he was not as good as a girl in badminton, he didn't want to live anymore, it was too embarrassing!

In addition, the situation in the arena changed, Chen Mu also had a black line on his head at this time, looked at the girl in front of him speechlessly, and said very surprised and angry: "Why are you, how did the program team do it." ”

The person standing in front of Chen Mu was none other than a girl in Chen Mu's team, Zhao Yuting.

It's fun to meet your teammates, but it's not now!

This is just the second one.

Zhao Yuting's pretty face was also crying and laughing, without the slightest fighting spirit, learning Chen Mu's movements, and said, "I don't want to either." ”

Drawn by lot, Zhao Yuting and Chen Mu have nothing to do, they are destined!

Chen Mu didn't believe in fate at the moment, he stretched out his palm to Zhao Yuting, hooked his fingers, and said, "You give me your lottery number!"

Zhao Yuting's beautiful eyes blinked, slightly puzzled, but she still obediently took out a neat piece of paper from her pocket, with the same number as Chen Mu written on it, 16.

Zhao Yuting sent the fragrant piece of paper to Chen Mu and put it on his palm, her bright star-like eyes looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what he was going to do.

Chen Mu ignored Zhao Yuting's puzzled gaze, took out his piece of paper printed with 16 creases and put it on his hands at the same time as Zhao Yuting's piece of paper, looked left and right, and observed repeatedly.

When he doesn't play on the court, Chen Mu, who watches paper, has once again become an outlier, attracting many eyes, including the director.

The director's brows furrowed, and Chen Mu's movements told him that Chen Mu might have to do something.

"Director, I'm going to tell you something. ”

Chen Mu's fingers caressed the piece of paper for a long time, his gaze stuck to the piece of paper lifted, fell on the director's body, and said very seriously: "These two pieces of paper are different, Zhao Yuting and I are not opponents." ”

It's all 16, how can it not be an opponent.

The director and Zhao Yuting looked at Chen Mu and were silent.

"Really!"

Chen Mu turned over the two pieces of paper, aimed them at the director's face, looked left and right, and said, "Look!"

The director blinked, looked at a card of 18 and a 16 in a daze, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, how could it be, when did this happen, no, he clearly remembered that it was the same!

Lu Hao sat firmly in the seat of the chief director, and when he saw Chen Mu's serious appearance of fooling his subordinate directors, his face turned dark, and he said lightly: "Chen Mu, you are more restrained, and you, Chen Mu is a magician, do you still dare to believe him?"

The last sentence was said to the director by Lu Hao who hated that iron could not become steel.

Several episodes have been recorded, and there are still people who believe that Chen Mu's eyes are lying with his eyes open.

The director was slightly embarrassed, he believed in his eyes too much, so he was puzzled.

If Chen Mu knew the director's heart, he would definitely be very disdainful, when a magician can't even deceive a person's eyes, what else is he doing as a magician, just change careers, it's a failure!

In the end, Chen Mu surrendered to the majesty of Director Lu and played badminton with Zhao Yuting unwillingly.

Seeing Chen Mu settle down, Lu Hao sat firmly on the Diaoyutai again, his eyes were faintly looking around the entire competition scene, always ready to deal with unexpected situations.

After all, Chen Mu has less actual experience in badminton, and his strength level is quite different from Zhao Yuting, but because of the blessing of speed, strength, and reaction, Chen Mu reluctantly played back and forth with Zhao Yuting.

"Bang ....."

The clappet, the net, and the badminton ball touched, and the strong and powerful sound resounded in the stadium in a loop, with a distinct rhythm, which made people unconsciously substitute into the crisp sound.

A hint of pink rose on Zhao Yuting's pretty face, not because of shyness, but because of the blood that rose from too fast movement.

Although Chen Mu's strength is not outstanding, Chen Mu's physical advantage has brought great trouble to Zhao Yuting, although her skills are better than Chen Mu, but she can't stand Chen Mu's consumption!

In particular, Chen Mu's strength is quite large, even if she can easily receive Chen Mu's ball, she will not be able to fight back because of Chen Mu's strength, so her physical consumption will speed up a lot.

Girls who insist on fitness do not feel tired, but the durability is longer.

Suddenly, the protracted battle between Chen Mu and Zhao Yuting was actually a little ahead of Chen Mu.

Nearly ten minutes later, the rest of the players such as Li Chen and Lu Han who were waiting for the end of this battlefield and the next round were already tired, and they had the idea of mixing this game together.

Chen Mu and Zhao Yuting are fighting like this, when will they be the head!

Tang Zixin hugged the purple badminton racket with both hands, his delicate chin rested on the top of the racket, looking at the boring game between Chen Mu and Zhao Yuting, the look of crying and laughing on his face was even heavier, why did the two teams play so hard?

A layer of sweat appeared on Zhao Yuting's crystal forehead, and even sweat gathered into beads of sweat, dripping down from the front of her serious eyes along her long eyelashes, and the flush on her pretty face caused the sweat next to her cheeks to slide down to her tender chin, accompanied by her fierce movements, fluttering a few strands of long hair stained with sweat and throwing out sweat were like golden gems in the golden light, crystal clear.

Zhao Yuting's arm trembled slightly, the racket shook slightly, she was close to exhaustion, but she was still holding on, the look in her eyes did not shake, unwavering.

Men treat things with the fortitude of yang energy, from ancient times to the present, leaving inspirational stories of men persevering, but this does not mean that girls will not insist on things, their persistence is full of feminine flexibility, soft and constant.

Zhao Yuting doesn't want to lose, so she is insisting, even if it is a team, even if she is at a disadvantage.

Chen Mu's actual combat experience is high in the battle with Zhao Yuting, and he is more comfortable with the control of strength and skills, even if he is worse than Zhao Yuting, he is still persevering.

Tai Chi Tao is about self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and the breath is long, so Chen Mu only feels a little tired after playing for so long, and there is no big problem.

"I'm going to have to push hard!"

Chen Mu clenched the grip of the racket in his hand, did not dare to underestimate Zhao Yuting, and looked at the shuttlecock that flew straight to him, his steps were slightly bent, and the breath in his eyes was awe-inspiring.

Under the tight-fitting black gym clothes, the shoulder and arm muscles of Chen Mu's hand holding the racket instantly reached unprecedented tightness, and the muscles were green and tendonic**, which shows the strength of Chen Mu.

"Out!"

With Chen Mu's long breath, "bang", the moment the badminton touched the racket, the white bottom of the badminton formed a huge depression in the racket, and after making a hideous friction sound, the badminton left a short trace in the air like a cannonball, and flew straight to Zhao Yuting.

Zhao Yuting looked slightly panicked, and subconsciously held the racket with both hands, just blocking the badminton that brought the whistling wind, but the strong force brought by the badminton made Zhao Yuting's silver teeth clench, and she swung it out with a "ah", and her heart was suddenly relieved.

Hit back!

No, it's too light!

Zhao Yuting noticed the stiff gazes of everyone, and also felt that something was wrong, and looked in the direction where she hit it, and there was no trace of badminton.

"Peng!"

It was like a crisp sound of an object touching the wall behind Zhao Yuting.

Zhao Yuting followed the prestige, and then raised her hand with a dull gaze, looking at the racket with a hole in the middle and a messy silk thread, which was unbelievable.

The racket was actually missed!