"Goodbye!" The flower turned her head to look at Fenghuagao and waved at him.

"Goodbye!" Feng Huagao subconsciously responded, he wanted to raise his hand, and waved his hand as well.

However, Yuan Huahua immediately turned her head, turned around, and walked away directly towards Yuan Tiantiannu.

Fenghua's intention to raise his hand and wave it was in vain!

I secretly smacked him, from the bottom of my heart, not wanting to look at him.

The selfishness of human nature, most of which is concentrated in the cause of love.

Feng Huagao couldn't understand this kind of pediatric problem! Therefore, I deeply despised him.

"Let's tee off!" I said it casually, it can be regarded as breaking the embarrassing state, otherwise, I will be very uncomfortable facing him.

This traitor was so bad that I almost lost face, what a cunning guy.

"Okay! Let's kick off!" Feng Huagao responded with a smile.

Then, he walked straight back to the other side of the table, which was the original position where he played.

Between us, after this bump, I didn't change the position of the game, and I was still standing in my position, ready to concentrate and give him a few ***.

The so-called *** is just my thoughts and sayings, that is, I want to hit the ball hard, fill it with strength on the table tennis ball, like a storm, and hit his people.

So, the ping-pong ball fell on his body, like a goddess scattering flowers, splashing away, which is the state of ***.

Of course, the ping pong ball will not be fragmented, but it will bounce out vigorously, causing his body to be impacted, dizzy, unable to see the path of the ball, and unable to catch the ball.

So, he can only obediently admit defeat, if he is not convinced, let him continue to taste the power of ***!

"Alas!" I suddenly found a problem, originally I served, I have already played two balls, of course, everyone starts again, and it is also up to me to serve!

He took the ball and walked away, and it looked like he was going to serve first!

"Uh-huh!" He also hummed in response, and it seemed that he had sensed that what I was about to say was nothing more than a matter of serving.

"Who's serving?" I was too embarrassed to say directly, I wanted to serve first, so I went around the bush to remind him.

"Just now, you serve first, according to the principle of rotation, now it's up to me to serve!" Feng Huagao said confidently.

"Hehe! You're so funny!" I smiled and teased.

Although I was smiling, but listening carefully, my voice contained a slight tremor in my voice, and I was emotional!

Of course, I wasn't excited! I was so angry that I wanted to pick up my racket and aim it at my face, no, no!

If I slam it down, the ping-pong ball will rush straight at him and smash his face!

It can be seen that the goddess is by no means the object of casual provocation, he wants to find a trace of unfriendly cheapness in my place, and I still want to get his cheapness!

So, I smiled and responded to him, I was driving the ball before, but I didn't finish the service process, and besides, we started again, just recounted, and didn't exchange serves!

Besides, if I had exchanged serves, I would have counted in the previous count!

In this way, I piggyback on a little bit of threat.

However, the previous numbers of wins and losses have no practical meaning for me, after all, I won once and lost once, which is considered a draw.

A draw doesn't mean much

However, such a draw figure is a kind of pressure for Fenghuagao.

You know, when he loses the first ball, everything is difficult at the beginning, and after the first ball is lost, it will affect the mood in the future!

Therefore, Feng Huagao is anxious to get rid of this shadow of failure, and only by starting over and counting again will he put aside the troublesome emotions.

So, he's keen to start over, I'll go! He wants to get rid of my grades, but can he get rid of my abilities?

That is to say, no matter how you change the form of play, he is not my opponent after all, except that if you lose, you will lose, will you lose badly?

I can't help but be happy when I think about it.

It is said that the hitting skills of table tennis are up to my standards, and I can completely ignore any choice of Fenghuagao.

Let him serve first, and even, the whole game, all the right to serve, all the right to serve, I am happy to save trouble and worry, I don't have to pick up the ball!

Even so, I don't have to worry about losing the game.

However, I had to fight for the right to serve, especially the first serve.

Why? Am I asking for my own suffering?

I'm definitely not such a stupid mind, because, in my heart, I have too many competitive complexes, and in front of everything, I must strive for the first.

Perhaps, such a complex will put a lot of drag on my back and fatigue my body and mind.

However, emotional matters are by no means something that can be easily shaken off, or decided casually.

Perhaps, it was my fate that I was destined to be the first girl and a competitive goddess.

Therefore, I have to fight for the first ball, the first serve, and I have to serve first.

"Do you want to serve?" I asked deliberately, or quietly put pressure on him.

"yes! I'm going to serve first!" He may have been a little wary of me stealing the serve, so when he replied, his voice was very low and he deliberately did not dare to shout loudly.

"But, I'm used to it!" When I spoke, I only said half of it, and he left it up to him to guess the rest.

I think what I mean is very clear, that is, to covet the serve, to think about him, you should understand.

However, this kind of thing is more embarrassing, and it is difficult for me to say it clearly.

At this time, Feng Huagao has already raised the ping pong ball in one hand, and then he is about to make a striking posture, the racket is raised, and it falls, and the first ball will be struck.

You can see, how anxious he is! I'm not ready, but he's about to serve!

Looking at his posture, he couldn't wait, and a fire must have ignited in his heart, which made him flustered, and he was worried that he would snatch the serve.

So, he wanted to cook raw rice into mature rice, which made me have to accept the fact that he won the serve.

"Stop! I have something to say!" Seeing that the situation was in crisis, I could only shout to stop him.

Fortunately, after I speak, I have a certain deterrent effect, and if he likes me, he can't act against my will.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" he asked, asking roughly, and his impatient emotions mingled with his words.

Obviously, Feng Huagao is scared, I'm going to snatch the serve, hehe! He's smart, he can think of this.

However, his worries were about to become a reality, and in the face of the goddess, he had no choice but to obediently admit it, kneel at my feet, and hand over the ball.

Of course, I won't force him to take the initiative and send him the right to serve.

Even, his initiative and willingness are all based on liking me.

It can be seen that when a girl arbitrarily drives a boy, she must first get his joy, which is the meaning of infatuated love.

Only in this way will he control everything about the boy and let him obediently follow the girl's will all the way.

Therefore, I am confident that I am not going to give up my love when it comes to the ownership of the serve, and he has to put up with all my demands.

What's more, I'll play first, this kind of request is simply not a requirement, a small thing that Xisong usually has, a boy with a little vision, how can he care?

Perhaps, only people with stupid heads will care about the problem of serving first.

"Don't you know my habits?" I still nodded at him, hoping that he would understand and react immediately.

"Your habits?" Feng Huagao looked confused, and he repeated my words, looking very helpless.

Also, the two of us, at the moment, are not really in love, and many of my habits of life, he will not know.

So, I rashly said, how can he know my habits?

It seems that I can only speak clearly, no longer cover up, no more beating around the bush!

"I'm going to serve first!" Then, I couldn't wait, and shouted softly.

After shouting like this, I was stunned, feeling that I seemed a little shameless, trampling on the dignity and face of boys at will.

It's really good! Girls are strong, and it's also an amazing state!