During the long month-long voyage, he could neither access the Internet nor other interesting entertainment activities, so Zhu Biao had to put all his energy into studying with Bai Changqi.

He is actually a very clever teenager, he was easily admitted to a key high school before crossing, and he can maintain his average grades while indulging in games, and he will stick to the college entrance examination like this, Tsinghua University and Peking University will definitely not be able to pass the exam, and it is not difficult to take a 211 or something.

But his biggest problem is that he is distracted, his brain will not stop, at least seven or eight different thoughts are turned every second, and some of them are irrelevant, which can be called a brain hole bigger than a black hole.

Genius requires concentration, and Zhu Biao's problem makes him far from being a genius, and he can learn things with half the effort. However, this time he should have been lucky, he was trapped on an interstellar flight that could not reach the world and the ground, and met Bai Changqi, a strict master, and he himself was very interested in what he had learned.

One morning a month later, Zhu Biao heard cheers from next door in his sleep, and he opened his eyes in a daze, and the first thing he saw was that the network connection at the end of the bed lit up a normal red light.

It's not easy! Zhu Biao burst into tears in his eyes, the darkness of the sky has finally come to an end, and he can finally return to the world!

According to Zhu Biao's heart, he couldn't wait to jump up and surf the Internet immediately, he didn't have to cook anything for a day today, he was too lazy to eat, and he was content to gnaw on his spiritual food while lying on the bed.

However, he did not dare.

Zhu Biao sighed and climbed out of bed, quickly finished washing, and reluctantly squatted next to the network connector to stare and stroke, until there was nothing to drag, then gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and ruthlessly abandoned it and walked out of the hatch.

I don't know if it's his psychological effect, but I always feel that there are a lot fewer travelers outside, except for the group of energetic bear children, I haven't met other familiar faces along the way.

Wouldn't it all be online? Zhu Biao thought enviously, becoming more and more itchy, and came up with more than a dozen excuses for skipping class in an instant, and then thought about Bai Changqi's face that seemed to be smiling, and shuddered, and quickly killed all the thoughts that should not be there.

He walked briskly through the hallway, detouring through the door of the dining room, and it didn't take long to reach the entertainment area in the middle of the ship.

In order to appease the boredom of passengers, airlines do not hesitate to spend a lot of money to set up various entertainment facilities, including dance floors, bars, game consoles, chess and cards, as well as several major ball sports venues, and even a standard-size football field!

Zhu Biao walked in from the south gate of the football field, stepping on the extremely simulated artificial lawn, thinking, human beings have been keen on football competition since the age of the earth, but I didn't expect that it is still in trend, should we praise the spirit of football for not extinguishing, or ridicule the lack of creativity of human beings?

He thought absentmindedly, looking up at the wide field and, as expected, spotting the familiar figure in front of the goal.

Bai Changqi was wearing a shirt and uniform trousers that were not suitable for sports, and he was wearing leather shoes, and there were no wrinkles on his body, which was refreshing and neat enough to win the championship of internal affairs.

A spotlight was lit up with a "click" over the court, and the beam of light was impartially cast on the position of the 12-yard penalty area between Bai Changqi and Zhu Biao.

Bai Chang drove around him, still looking lazy and careless, his long golden hair piled up on his shoulders, slowly sliding down the shoulder line, making his entire upper body shrouded in a light golden halo.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, tilted his head, and said to Zhu Biao, "Let's start." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Biao's fingertips flicked, and a huge fireball appeared between the two, the fireball was more than one meter in diameter, but the color was orange-red with insufficient burning, Zhu Biao frowned, gritted his teeth, and sweated profusely......

In an instant, the big fireball turned into a medium fireball the size of a football, and after a breath, the medium fireball turned into a small fireball the size of a fist, and Zhu Biao jumped on the spot, flew up and kicked towards it!

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A month ago, Zhu Biao came to Bai Changqi with apprehension to take their first class, in his mind, the first class should also be a cultural class, Bai Changqi can ask him what he will and will not do, and then teach according to his specific situation. Because he, a traverser, has not received the national basic education of the Ming Dynasty at all, he is afraid that Bai Changqi will find out that his rotten wood cannot be carved, what if he regrets not teaching?

But Bai Changqi didn't ask anything, led him directly to the football field, and then let him stand in front of the door.

Zhu Biao was ignorant, vaguely feeling that something would happen in his heart, but he was not sure what it was, so he stood on the goal line stupidly and watched Bai Changqi slowly retreat towards him.

At that time, he also put his hands in his trouser pockets like today, step by step, and retreated at a uniform speed.

At the moment when he retreated to the free throw line, Bai Changqi raised his legs without warning and kicked a fireball that appeared out of thin air!

The football-sized fireball shot towards Zhu Biao with lightning speed, he was startled, and instinctively retreated, but the fireball crossed an arc and continued to chase, Zhu Biao hurriedly took another step back, and his back hit the door beam.

He had no choice but to fall forward, fireballs flying over his head, scorching a large lock of hair. Zhu Biao rolled on the spot, and the wolf got up unbearably, and was about to roar angrily at Bai Changqi, but when he saw him staring behind him, he smiled evilly.

Zhu Biao hurriedly turned around, and just as he encountered the fireball exploding in midair, he turned around and crashed into Mars.

Zhu Biao: "......"

"A hundred balls a day, I kick you to keep the goal, when you can dodge a hundred balls, we exchange places, you play, I defend."

Bai Changqi pulled out a hand from his trouser pocket, spread his palm, and didn't see him make that shameful spell casting gesture, and a red shadow condensed in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye, spinning, spinning, and becoming clear with each turn.

He glanced at the anxious little brother Zhu, looked at the sparks in his hair, looked at the black ashes on his face, watched his eyes widen and widened, and his expression became more and more frightened.

The elf grinned wickedly and threw a fireball in his palm.