Chapter 217: Pig Teammates

"! You pig teammate!" Song Xiaoan shouted with great regret, "I lost the game and lost the level! The old lady finally climbed the seventy steps! You shake your handsΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· Damn, what about the others?!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Eh, little Yuanzi, why can't this move?" Zhang San responded to Song Xiaoan's words while operating unfamiliarly.

Hong Xiqi opened the map in the lower left corner and glanced at it, and replied with a sigh of anger, "I went to the opposite room to steal something." Looks like it hasn't been long since I started playing games."

γ€ŒΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· I forgot to look at the calendar when I went out today, what kind of thing does this match!" As she spoke, she turned on the microphone and yelled at a few strange teammates, "What are you guys doing in the opposite room?! They must be hiding people in the house, you don't know what the structure of the opposite room is, hurry back! Come back quickly, there is no hurry to steal things now, the small traders and vendors on the road still have a lot to take! Only when the energy in front of you has accumulated enough, can you finally use the ultimate move and come back!"

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Although Song Xiaoan had tried his best to persuade them to come back, none of them came back, I don't know if they didn't open the microphone or didn't believe Song Xiaoan's words.

Song Xiaoan still wanted to persuade him, so he saw the gray avatars of several teammates, "I said that I wanted you to come back, why don't you come back?!" Don't give your brains to a hot pot restaurant! I'm!"

Song Xiaoan turned off the wheat after finishing it. She was so angry that smoke rose above her head, took the time to look at her level, and said very worriedly, "It took me more than half a month to climb up, and I took a lot of pocket money to get in!" If I lose this time, I'll go back to the beginning of the six-word word! The money was spent in vain!"

"Damn, Yuan Yuzhou! Yes! You slasher of a thousand cuts! The stinky ball of the pit man! I'll never play games with you again! Play with you again, I'm a dog! If I drop the ranks, you'll have to pay me money!" Song Xiaoan's fingers moved rapidly, afterimages appeared, and the output in his mouth was still stable.

"Okay, okay, I'll compensate you, I have a scholarship anyway." Yuan Yuzhou focused on the field three that had not yet started the game, even if Song Xiaoan made any more excessive demands now, it is estimated that he would agree to it.

Tao You was stunned when he heard it next to him. thought in his heart, if Song Xiaoan's remarks were known by Song Yimian, he would definitely say it again.

"Sister Kiki, come and help me!" Song Xiaoan shouted Hong Xiqi.

"Wait a minute, I'm surrounded too." Hong Xiqi said embarrassedly, his eyebrows tightened, and the situation seemed to be very tense.

The referee of the third field stood on the sidelines with one hand on his waist, turned off the microphone and held it with his backhand, and gently hammered it on his shoulder, not knowing what time he was waiting for.

"Lost." Song Xiaoan put down his phone, looked at the level he had fallen, and collapsed on the chair in frustration, covering his chest with one hand, as if he was angry.

Even Hong Xiqi looked loveless, stared at the main interface of the game quietly for a few seconds, sighed and turned off the phone.

"I'm! I'm! My pocket money." She couldn't stop muttering, her eyes glazed over the ceiling, as if she saw her pocket money passing in front of her eyes, drifting into the distance and dissolving into nothingness.

"Sister Qiqi, aren't you angry when you meet these pig teammates?" Song Xiaoan asked Hong Xiqi sideways. They are obviously playing the same game, and she has also dropped the level, why does she look so calm, is it because she is too shallow?

Hong Xiqi pursed the corners of her mouth, stared at the main interface of the game for a few seconds with a helpless expression, turned off her phone with a sigh, looked at Song Xiaoan with an indignant face, patted her shoulder, and said weakly, "You finished my lines, I don't know what else to say."

"But to hear you so intimidating, my heart is quite happy. If we match a newbie, we can only be considered unlucky."

Tao You looked at Song Xiao'an's distressed appearance and asked, "Are you here to watch the game, or do you just want to find a chance to sneak out and find someone to play a game?"

Song Xiaoan opened his eyes and said with confidence, "Of course I'm here to watch the game!"

"Uncle Song has been at home a lot lately." Tao You poked Song Xiaoan with his elbow, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Song Xiaoan straightened up and asked in surprise, "How do you know?!" My dad asked you to supervise me?" Her eyes were firmly fixed on Tao You, and she quietly took the mobile phone she had finally gotten back into her pocket with one hand.

"No, I guess." Tao You took in Song Xiaoan's small movements, shook his head and said, "Then aren't you nervous about your brother?"

"Song Yimian?"

Tao You nodded, "Yes, he's going to compete, don't you wonder if he's going to lose or win?"

"Why don't you want to add some oil to him, cheer him up or something? He's your brother."

Song Xiaoan waved his hand absently, took out his mobile phone and found the radio drama he was listening to recently, "What's there to worry about, he has participated in many big and small competitions since he was a child, and he doesn't need these cheers and cheers."

Tao You didn't give up, and continued to ask, "Then don't you worry, he made a mistake or something during the game and lost the game?"

"If there is a mistake, it must have been him who deliberately released the water. How could he allow himself to fail in what he is very good at?" Song Xiaoan put on the headphones on the side and comforted, "Sister Xiaoyou, you put your heart in your stomach, don't worry about him, there is no problem."

- I wasn't worried about him, that's the normal nervousness of watching a game.

Tao You thought to himself as he stroked his chest.

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"Field 3 Men's Team Competition Preliminaries, Group A Group 3 Competition, Weicheng No. 1 Middle School vs. Yihui Middle School." The referee finally opened the mic and announced the start of the game.

Tao You turned his head and looked at Field Three with his head tilted.

Yuan Yuzhou, who was standing in front of her, kept changing his posture, as if the small piece of floor he was standing on was very hot.

Tao You then twisted his body and changed the angle of his head to see the movement of Field Three.

"Brother Yuan," she reached out and patted Yuan Yuzhou's back, and said politely, "You're blocking me."

Yuan Yuzhou looked back with a smirk, "Huh? Oh, what about that?" He took a step to the side and asked.

Tao You tilted his body to look at Field Three, although it was still a little inconvenient, but Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· She raised her eyes to look at Yuan Yuzhou, and saw that he was impatiently looking back at the third field, so she still nodded, "Yes."

"The first game of the third group of field three, Gu Yi of Weicheng No. 1 Middle School, He Hao of Yihui Middle School." After the referee pronounced the name, he turned off the microphone, waited for the players on both sides to take their places, and began to toss the coin after shaking hands.

"Field 1, Group C, Group 5, Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"

"Field 2, Group B, Group 3, Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"

As soon as the referee of field 3 finished speaking, the referees of field 1 and field 2 also began to announce the continuation of the game at the same time.

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Just after a rainy day, the temperature difference between indoor and outdoor became larger, and the glass windows were hung with thick water mist. The people in the house couldn't see the specific appearance of the outside, only that the sky had not completely cleared, the sun was completely hidden behind the dark clouds, and the sky and the earth were gray, obviously it was not yet noon, but it seemed that the day was about to end.

But Hong Xiqi, who was drowsy in the chair after playing the game, suddenly woke up. She propped her hands on the chair and lifted her body that was about to slide to the ground, "Gu Yi? Who called him? I seem to hear his name." Hong Xiqi looked at the third field in a daze, wiped his face and said, "The third group of matches has begun? Gu Yi is the first to play."

After checking the tennis balls, the referee replaced them with two new ones and threw them to Gu Yi, and then climbed up to the referee's seat with the folder and microphone.

"Fifteen minutes of warm-up, first hit the first serve, now on." The referee finished speaking into the microphone and pressed the timer with shaking feet.

- It's not a Song Yimian competition.

Tao You leaned forward and leaned back into the chair, and his stretched neck was also retracted. Although Gu Yi is a middle school and her friend, the expectations in her heart seem to have dropped a little, and even her enthusiasm has disappeared a little, and she doesn't mind that she is blocked in front of her.

"Let's let's go, let's get that. Give me a place." Hong Xiqi didn't think he was in that position

It was convenient to watch the game, so he leaned over to stand next to Yuan Yuzhou, "Hey, don't say it, it's quite comfortable for you to watch the game in the third game in this position, and the perspective is quite good." She picked up her phone and held it in front of her.

Yuan Yuzhou generously gave up half of his seat to Hong Xiqi, and proudly replied, "That's right, I have studied the position and angle of the audience and the competition venue in advance."

"Eh, Gu Yi, who is playing now, is that friend of yours, how is he playing?" Yuan Yuzhou Music remembered Gu Yi's face and asked Hong Xiqi curiously.

Hong Xiqi put up his mobile phone, turned his head and replied, "Yes, he is your idol buddy, how do you say he plays."

Yuan Yuzhou held his chin to look at the balls that Gu Yi warmed up, and nodded, "It should be not bad, but it's still not as good as my idol."

Hong Xiqi didn't want to worry more about this Song Yimian super mystery brother, anyway, in his eyes, Song Yimian was the ceiling, and he couldn't accommodate a second person.

"Beep! ——」

"The warm-up is over, the game has officially begun," the referee pointed to Gu Yi with one hand according to the serving order decided by the coin toss just now, "Weicheng No. 1 Middle School, Gu Yi serves first."

The audience was boiling, as if they had been looking forward to the match between Yizhong and Yihui for a long time. Tao You could even hear the cheers of his team members cheering for Gu Yi.

"Your friend is amazing," Yuan Yuzhou clasped his hands around his chest, "When you toss a coin, you don't choose the back serve."

- Gu Yi shouldn't be doing anything again.

Tao You looked at Field Three from the gap between Hong Xiqi and Yuan Yuzhou. If she remembers correctly, Gu Yi's serve is actually not so stable, and the serve after the selection will definitely be beneficial to him.

Hong Xiqi retorted, "It's also possible that when you toss a coin, it's not the side he chooses, and the opposite side grabs the serve order first." He's not stupid enough to choose something he's not good at."

- It's possible.

"But," Yuan Yuzhou had an innocent expression on his face, and pointed to his mobile phone where he was broadcasting the live broadcast of the preliminaries, "I explained the live broadcast just now, and I also gave a close-up, which is the first serve that Gu Yi chose himself."

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Faced with the evidence given by Yuan Yuzhou, Hong Xiqi was speechless.

"Well, he, I don't know, he might have a plan of his own." Hong Hee-ki stumbled in his defense.

"Tsk, interesting." Yuan Yuzhou looked at Gu Yi who was playing on the field, and there was a look of interest in his eyes.