"Let's warm up first!"

Sophie tosses the card high into the air, and by the time the scene is generated, she has already run towards the middle of the field.

Carl was a little surprised: "How do you feel that the seniors are in a particularly good spirit today?" Didn't they all get dark circles under their eyes? ”

He'd forgotten that he himself had slept late yesterday.

Someone said next to her: "Maybe it has untied a knot that has been standing up in her heart for a long time." ”

Karl looked back and realized that it was Andrea who was speaking. Andrea came with Sophie, but she didn't say anything just now, just stood behind with her arms crossed, making people think that there were only three people here: Carl, Ke Yuan, and Sophie.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot you're still here." Carl scratched his head, "What did you two just go for?" ”

Andrea just glanced at him, then silently walked inside the court.

"Hey, I haven't finished speaking, what's going on?" Karl held out a hand in a retaining gesture.

Ke Yuan shook his head and patted Carl's shoulder with one hand: "Women's heart, needles under the sea!" Brother, take care!" Then he also ran away.

Although he complains about girls unwantedly, it is Ke Yuan who usually shouts for girls every day, and now Andrea and Sophie beckoned and ran over to him.

Hey, what did you misunderstand? What kind of proverb are you using again! I don't think you know the situation yourself, do you? Don't muddy the water if you eat melons!

Carl was left alone in the spot, confused.

Of course, he wouldn't have known that Andrea and Sophie had a very deep exchange about Victor, and of course he didn't know that the two of them had another key object of discussion, that is, he, Carl.

The secret language in the boudoir, this word is used in Sophie and Andrea, the two straightforward female men, is a little too subtle, but the basic meaning is not bad - that paragraph of mutual heart-to-heart, except for the two of them, no third person will know. They also decided to keep it a secret from each other.

Carl, although sometimes a little too off-line, but overall he is a very good person, or rather a little too good, it seems that he can be open and tolerant of everything, all people, and cast unconditional trust and enthusiasm. This kind of personality makes people feel that even if there is really something, there is no need to bother to explain to him at all, because he will always accept it all with a smile on his own.

This is a reason why Andrea is too lazy to explain.

In fact, this is also the case now.

Carl scratched his head for a moment, looked at the lively scene on the field, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He obviously had a lot to ask Sophie, not because he had been talking poorly and forgot to ask, but because he didn't know how to speak.

Last night, Karl took out all the videos he could find, Sophie's previous games, and watched them. He is still obsessed with Xiong Mengmeng's "world champion".

Sophie is right, when she first came into contact with Ex-ball, the sport was not very popular, the norms were not strict, and the organization of the competition was very small, although there was already a world championship at that time, but it was completely incomparable with the current MEC. There is very little video material, and it is very difficult to find other competitions except for the World Championship finals. Most of these video materials have been reprinted and stolen several times, and the picture quality is also very poor.

Sophie's information when she led the team at the Tujing Senior School could not be found, although after the Fifth World War, Ex-ball technology ushered in an epic improvement, and when it came to MEC, each game will be automatically saved, uploaded, and classified by the system 3D view of the stadium holographic reproduction, theoretically every game is checkable. It's a pity that the turnip team did not qualify for the main competition, and participated in the audition, and in the end their audition also failed, in order to save server memory, after each competition, the video data of the audition will be deleted. In other words, there is no way to find out what Sophie played in the Turnip team back then.

Even so, Carl watched it all with relish.

He wanted to ask, how did those flowing dribbles, breathtaking shots, and dominance manage the whole field do it? He wanted to ask, from the world championship to the six years of silence in the turnip, what was she doing at that time? He wanted to ask why she had to wait three years after the end of the Fifth World Series to pick up the Ex-ball again.

Most importantly, he wanted to ask Sophie, why is she so different from her in the past?

Where did the young man with a smart posture, a confident smile in his eyes, and a seemingly successful move?

However, at the moment, he didn't want to ask these questions at all.

Whatever the past, the current Sophie predecessors are the current Sophie seniors.

Now she is good enough.

Moreover, on this field, Carl seems to see the sunny and confident Sophie in the video from the person who is waving to him.

"Little brother, why haven't you come yet? I'm waiting for you! Sophie shouted with a smile waving her arms.

"It's coming, it's coming."

Instinctively, Karl took a step out and ran out.

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The ball bounced up and down, left, left and right on the court, and it was a lot of fun.