The eyes are facing each other.

Air solidification.

"What kind of sister are you?" Luoyang finally said what he was holding in his heart.

"And what kind of brother are you?" Ye Zi asked the same question, and without waiting for Luoyang to answer, she added, "On that occasion, put that thing on my body." You were the one who destroyed our pure sibling relationship first, and it's no wonder I'm not guilty."

"Sister, we've broken up." Luoyang said.

Ye Zi nodded: "Yes, does the breakup have anything to do with you taking things?"

Luoyang was speechless.

He is like a supreme treasure standing on the earthen city wall, and Ye Zi is the Zixia Fairy he loves but can't get.

The Supreme Treasure maintained the stubbornness of the Great Sage, and the Zixia Fairy gave everything for love.

Ye Zi said, "Either you don't want it, or you come and take it."

It seemed that she couldn't convince this stubborn sister, and Luoyang came to Ye Zi.

Ye Zi finally got a little nervous.

"That's, I'm going to take it." Luoyang is very polite.

Ye Zi snorted.

Luoyang cautiously slipped his hand into her pants pocket.

The quality of the pants is a bit poor and there are a bit of threads.

Luoyang finally touched the Yu Yushui card, it was warm, and he also recited Amitabha Buddha in his heart, asking the ancestor Dayu to forgive.

But just when Luoyang was about to take out the Dayu Yushui card from Ye Zi's pants pocket, Ye Zi suddenly made a cross pose of dancing the swan dance.

Excited hearts, trembling hands.

A soul with nowhere to rest.

Luoyang couldn't take out Dayu's water card, and he was also a little anxious: "Sister, let go."

Ye Zi suddenly hugged his neck and threw him back......

Hunters often appear as prey.

The scene is a bit chaotic.

Suddenly there was an earthquake, and the furniture in the house trembled.

There are many earthquakes in Shudi.

Shake and shake and get used to it.

There was a knock on the door.

The two people who were so frightened by the earthquake that they hugged each other suddenly froze.

Luoyang was the most nervous, and he didn't dare to come out.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Maggie Song's voice.

"I—I'm reading a speech, and there's a speech tomorrow." Ye Zi's voice trembled a little, and her heart was weak.

"Is there anyone in your house?" Maggie Song's voice, "I also heard other people's voices."

Luoyang began to sweat on his forehead.

"That's your godfather." Ye Zi added, "Your godfather is writing a speech for your mother, and your godfather's writing is good."

"Godfather?" Song Meiqi was excited, "Godfather, are you here?"

"Hey! Maggie is good." Luoyang answered, he wanted to get up, but he was crushed to death by the person who read the speech.

"Godfather, I want to see you write a speech." Song Meiqi knocked on the door again.

Luoyang panicked, lowered his voice and said, "The door is not locked, it is not good for Meiqi to come in."

Ye Zi smiled and said, "She listens to you, you let her go back to sleep, she will listen to you."

Luoyang took a deep breath: "Meiqi, it's late, you go back to the house and sleep, godfather will come tomorrow to wake you up and do magic tricks for you."

"Hmm! Then I'll go back to the house and sleep." Song Meiqi turned around and left.

Luoyang let out a long breath, it was too embarrassing, it shouldn't be.

"Look, I'm right, Maggie just listens to you." Ye Zi's face was full of sweet smiles, she was very happy, not embarrassed at all.

"What kind of sister are you?" Luoyang is a bit obsessed with this issue.

Ye Zi poked a finger on Luoyang's head: "Write the manuscript quickly, you write and I will read."

Luoyang wrote the manuscript head-on.

Ye Zi recited: "Ah! I rode my horse to the enemy's line, the wind was galloping, and the horse's hooves brought up wet mud

The salty and wet sea breeze ruffles my hair, but I am fearless, my spear is like a rainbow, nine in and nine out of the enemy's formation, and the enemy loses his armor!"

Luoyang gritted his teeth and wrote hard.

Ye Zi recited: "In the midst of the chaos, I took the head of the enemy's chief dog like a bag, and I hung the dog's head around my waist and galloped wildly. Suddenly, my horse stumbled and fell to the ground, and the enemy came from behind......

Luoyang's pen is like a god, and every word is beautiful.

Ye Zi seemed to be immersed in the scene, and simply knelt down and read the manuscript: "The enemy is chasing and killing, and behind me is our royal city, I made an empty city plan, the city gate is wide open, lure the enemy deep, and wait for the enemy to go deep Our soldiers poured out from all directions, and the fire attacked and flooded, killing the enemy on his back, and countless casualties were killed......

As we all know, anyone who is called an "enemy army" usually dies a terrible death.

Dead.

"It seems that you have studied hard during this period of time, and your writing has improved a lot, and I can score 99 points on this manuscript." Ye Zi's voice was lazy, with a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth.

Luoyang looked at the ceiling, his mind empty.

Ye Zi came sideways, looked at people with big eyes, blinking and blinking, and there was a deep love in his eyes.

Luoyang glanced at her, but couldn't help but say, "What kind of sister are you?"

Ye Zi slapped it and said coquettishly, "Are you a monk chanting scriptures, you will say this."

Luoyang was speechless, he also gave up, it was pointless for him to ask this question a hundred times.

"By the way, what did you hide from me in the Jindu Hotel? I think it's a sign made of gold." Ye Zi remembered this.

Luo Yang said, "Sister, you just don't think this thing exists, I haven't hidden anything from you, and you haven't seen it, okay?"

Ye Zi blinked his eyes: "The god is mysterious, can't you tell me?"

Luo Yang said softly: "I am doing this for your own good, you don't know the best thing about this, it will bring you trouble and danger, and I had no way to do that at that time."

"Okay, then I won't ask." Ye Zi drew a circle on Luoyang's chest with one finger, "Today, a young man who has just joined my company jumped off the building."

"Why did you jump off the building?" Luoyang was very curious about why the young man jumped off the building, but he was even more curious about his sister's thinking, her thinking was too out-of-the-box, and she suddenly got involved in the matter of someone jumping off the building.

Ye Zi was silent for a moment before saying, "Isn't there an international tournament recently, I heard that he bought the Brazilian team with all the money his parents gave him to buy a wedding house, but he was forced to draw by Croatia, and he was eliminated in the penalty shootout. He lost all the money to buy a house, and he jumped off the building without thinking about it."

"Oh, that's a pity, so stay away from gambling." Luoyang sighed.

"So, what is a hood?"

"Uh, what's the hat?" Luoyang couldn't keep up with his sister's thinking, and what was even more strange was that Sun Shangxiang's appearance emerged from his mind, the Fusang girl wore a green sun hat, her eyes flashed with tears, and her small mouth was also deflated, looking aggrieved.

Ye Zi lightly poked Luoyang's finger: "I'm not talking about Sun Shangxiang."

Luoyang's heart is inexplicable, and her sister's sixth sense is too strong, right?

"And what are you talking about?"

"Am I not talking to you about football, how many goals a player scores on the pitch counts as a hat?" Ye Zi asked.

Luoyang glanced at his sister, but saw that she was asking seriously, and he also replied seriously: "A player who scores three goals in the game is considered a hat, which is also called a hat trick."

"What about four?" Ye Zi asked again.

Luo Yang smiled and said, "Why are you so interested in football?"

"If you don't understand, just ask, you say." Ye Zi urged.

Luoyang said: "Scoring four goals is called the big four."

"Five?" Ye Zi asked again.

"Scoring five goals is called five yuan in the sole league, also called five sons Dengke." Luoyang said.

"Six?" Ye Zi is full of curiosity.

Luoyang smiled

"You think it's basketball, but no one has scored six goals alone in a game, so I don't know what it's called."

"I'll pick a name, Liuliu Dashun." Ye Zi smiled.

Luoyang laughed, but he was naïve in his heart.

He only dared to complain in his heart, but if he dared to say it, he would not be treated like this.

"Seven balls are called seven captures!"

Luoyang: "......"

A man should never talk to a woman about football, because she knows a ball.

"Scoring eight goals is called eight-sided exquisiteness, and scoring nine goals is called ninety-nine to one, haha!" Ye Zi enjoyed it.

Luoyang was speechless and didn't want to talk to her.

Ye Zi suddenly leaned into Luoyang's ear: "If you are a player, how many goals can you score?"

Luoyang disdained to answer such boring questions.

"I'll give you two balls, and we'll do a game of Pro Evolution Soccer, how about it?"

Luoyang suddenly woke up.

Jiang is really still spicy.

"Don't play dead, I'm kicking off."

Luoyang: "......"

The day dawned, and the morning glow filled the sky.

It is the time when everything recovers, but Luoyang is still in a dream.

In the dream, Sun Shangxiang was wearing a green sun hat, her pretty face was striking, and she was holding the blade of the spiritualized treasure knife chrysanthemum in her hand, and he was in front of her, tied to a cross-shaped wooden frame, the appearance of suffering.

Suddenly, Sun Shangxiang swung his knife and slashed over......

A small bird flew into the sky.

Luoyang woke up suddenly, with a fine bead of sweat on his forehead.

Song Meiqi ran in from the door, a small hand scraping on her little face: "Shame! Shame! I got up, and my godfather was still sleeping, and he lied to me that I was going to get up and perform magic tricks for me."

Luoyang was embarrassed, but his eyes were full of doting: "Meiqi is so good, better than godfather."

"Godfather, what kind of manuscript did you write, show me." Maggie Song stretched out her hand.

Luo Yang patted her little hand lightly and said with a smile, "The manuscript is at your mother's, you go find her."

"Oh, then I'll go find Mom, you get up quickly, it's time to eat, you lazy worm." Song Meiqi shaved her little face again and ran away.

Luoyang hurriedly got up.

It's not good to cheat children, but it's not okay to cheat some messy things.

Luoyang was dressed neatly and washed out, Ye Zi had already made breakfast, milk, eggs and rice balls.

"Godfather, it's time to eat." Song Meiqi beckoned, her little face was full of smiles, and she was very happy.

I don't know how Ye Zi fooled her, and I don't talk about the manuscript.

Luoyang sat down, and Ye Zi served him a bowl of rice balls.

Ye Zi smiled and said, "Ninety-nine to one, eat it."

Luoyang glanced at the rice balls in the bowl, it was really nine rice balls, and he was speechless.

Ninety-nine is one, it is not only an idiom, but also a number, or a story.

But who knows how much effort and energy a footballer needs to put in to achieve such results?