[My sister is already very good at football, what's all the fuss. 】

……

Zhao Xiang felt that his typing speed was breaking the record.

[The point is, she! At! Follow! Who! Kick, I'm really, I bought some water and came back and saw Zhou Zhiyu! 】

Ling Cheng, who was lying on the couch at home, was shocked that ice cream dripped onto his new mobile phone. He hurriedly wiped a few handfuls with a tissue, and his whole body bounced.

【? Isn't it, I just posted a circle that day, this is the rhythm of becoming a prophet? 】

When it came to that circle of friends, Zhao Xiang was silent, she had been thinking about it for several days, but Jiang Xin didn't ask her a word afterwards, as if that incident had never happened.

[Sister Xin doesn't have a love that has frequent contact with people she doesn't know well, right? 】

The two of them are discussing passionately.

on the football field.

The team on Jiang Xin's side has already kicked the score into an overwhelming advantage.

After another shot, before kick-off, someone on the opposite team lost a frustration.

"Zhou Zhiyu, Boss Zhou, what's going on with you today, what level are you usually a few brothers, you obviously don't have snacks today, don't tell me you didn't eat enough at noon!"

The other person echoed, with the same dissatisfied tone, "Yes, do you still have the habit of letting girls play football, and there is no distinction between men and women on the playing field, right?" ”

Jiang Xin's side of the first team was far ahead, and shouted loudly, "If I were your team, I would also let the beauties, and I would be happy to lose no matter how miserable I was!" ”

Zhou Zhiyu, who was accused by his teammates, didn't defend half a sentence, his expression was full of indifference, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

A few people, you and I teased me one by one, Jiang Xin had a few idle balls under his feet, suddenly exerted his strength, kicked to the side, and walked in front of Zhou Zhiyu with straight and slender legs.

"Can't you see, Mr. Zhou is still sexist?"

Is this forcing him to show his true level, otherwise he will admit that he is discriminatory?

"......" Zhou Zhiyu's smile froze for a moment, glanced at Jiang Xin, and slowly smiled, "Okay, I'm serious in the second half, let's get some color, and if you lose in a while, please eat." ”

Thereupon.

There is no suspense, Jiang Xin played ruthlessly in the first half, or maybe there was a natural physical disparity between men and women, and in the second half, facing Zhou Zhiyu, who was full of physical strength, he didn't score a single goal.

Jiang Xin was a little surprised, her ball was learned from Luo Luosi, a professional player, and she knew that her ball skills were good.

However, it seems that Si Swenwen's Zhou Zhiyu skills are so good. She believes that even if there is no difference in physical strength, the result is more or less the same.

After kicking the ball, the men collapsed in the chairs like mud and poured water wildly, and their eyes couldn't stop glancing at Jiang Xin.

The girl was tall and feminine, and she didn't sit, but stood there alone to calm her breathing, while wiping her sweat with a towel.

Zhou Zhiyu chatted with a friend for a few words, and when he saw that Jiang Xin hadn't passed, he ended the conversation and walked over and handed her a bottle of water.

After wiping his sweaty hand, Jiang Xin had not yet moved, and a person flew over next to him, bringing gusts of wind: "Mr. Xiao Jiang, your water!" ”

Zhao Xiang and Ling Cheng discussed the time of the whole ball game for more than an hour, and finally felt that the contact between these two people should be cut off as much as possible.

Whether it means that or not, it's always right to take precautions.

Compared with Mr. Zhou, an old man in his twenties, they are more willing to support the little white face who does not return abroad. The old cow thinks about the tender grass or something, absolutely not!

Jiang Xin looked at the two bottles of water stretched out in front of him, and did not need to hesitate to take Zhao Xiang's bottle.