Knock –

A round creature smashes at Mr. Rabbit's feet, startling her to her feet.

It's volleyball!

Mr. Rabbit turned around and met Uncle Butler's apologetic and wrinkled face.

The old man apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped." ”

Old man: "I haven't touched this thing for many years, and I wanted to serve, but I didn't expect it to be sent to the back." ”

Mr. Rabbit: @##¥%......&

Looking at the ball sunken at his feet, and looking at the wrinkles on the old man's head that can trap flies, Mr. Rabbit suddenly realized that there are really people in this world who have no points than Bai Linlang.

That's it, hit a hell of a ball!

During the time of his slander, Hao Bufan's mind also flashed a lot of messy things.

Is the teacher deliberately showing weakness?

Still is...

Remind yourself to be nice to your girlfriend?

Others don't know, but he can't be clearer, with the teacher's outstretched hand, even with his eyes closed, it is impossible to make such a big mistake.

Thinking wildly, Ling Yan, who was skimming the housekeeper's uncle's skin, had already walked to his side and picked up the ball.

On the other side of the net, Song Yu yawned, and suddenly felt that he could win this game.

But after thinking about it, he didn't dare to bet, he just pushed his glasses and said that he would let the uncle get 5 balls, and let Xiao Chenchen go down too, and he and the old man broke their heads 1V1.

As everyone expected, the 'old man' had inconvenient legs and feet, and his movements were slow, and Song Yu sent 6 balls in a row, but he didn't catch any of them.

Seeing this situation, Mr. Rabbit stared at the kind persona, and came to persuade Hao Bufan and Ling Bingbing: "Forget it, the uncle has tried his best, and he can't win after all, if he is really tired, three long and two short, then..."

Hao Bufan turned his head and said lightly: "Linlang, didn't you make me a cake?" Is it already done? ”

Mr. Rabbit: .......

Hao Bufan: "Or are you just unwilling?" If you really don't want to, then..."

Mr. Rabbit gritted his teeth and walked away in his high heels.

"Do it, do it right away, and here it goes!"

Hao Bufan nodded, and his voice returned to gentleness: "I'm looking forward to it." ”

Mr. Rabbit: "Brother wait for me." ”

Hao Bufan: "Okay. ”

He watched her leave silently, only to breathe a sigh of relief until her back completely disappeared from view.

He didn't really want to eat cake, but since Bai Linlang appeared in the morning, he felt uncomfortable, and the dzi given by the teacher on his wrist had been boiling hot.

He also wanted to prove that he was hallucinating, or it was a psychological effect, after all, no one else noticed the change in his girlfriend's face, but just now, every time she had physical contact with him, he would feel a chill in his back.

Obviously, the sun is shining in this position where he sits... Hao Bufan couldn't help but rub his arm again.

On the court, Ling Yan's eyes caught a glimpse of the little apprentice's small movements, and with a distraction, the ball grazed his hand again.

The staff who acted as a scorekeeper in the program team next to him shook his head when he saw this, turned the page of the scoreboard casually, and turned his head to chat with his colleagues, and couldn't bear to watch it anymore, if this was really 0 sealed, the uncle would be too miserable.

"Uncle... Let's settle the matter. ”

"Miss Ling, what do you say?"

"You don't have to clean up if it's a tie." Song Yu pushed his glasses and took the initiative to say to Ling Bingbing.

Ling Bingbing looked at his brother looking at the sky in the center of the venue, and said with a light smile: "I listen to Uncle Housekeeper." ”

Song Yu frowned: "Miss Ling, why do you have to embarrass the workers?" ”

Song Yu: "Uncle obeys your orders, you don't speak, how can he refuse?" ”

[Yes, yes, isn't this a moral kidnapping? 】

[This woman is so vicious, the uncle can't run anymore, she really doesn't take other people's lives seriously]

[What about the doctor? I think it's the executioner! 】

[No, I heard that she has been recruiting people for her hospital all over the world recently, I see, where is this recruiting doctors, this is clearly recruiting accomplices]

[I don't dare to go to her hospital to see a doctor]

[I...]

[Upstairs +1]

【+10086】

【......】

In the live broadcast room, under the deliberate rhythm of the water army, a group of people began to boycott the hospital that Ling Bingbing had not yet opened.

The people in the program team wanted to help explain a few words, but they were stopped by the director, for no other reason, black fans, the more you explain, the more powerful they are.

Sometimes ignoring is the biggest counterattack.

Ling Yan didn't say anything to help his sister, and when Song Yu was only 2 goals away from winning, he finally stood up straight.

Song Yu looked at him, although the old man's face was still the same face, he felt as if the whole person had been raised a little higher.

He instinctively became serious, and planned to finish the two balls and call it a day.

The wrist flipped over, and the volleyball flew in the opposite direction of the old man's running with the sound of the whistling wind, saying that it was too late, and then quickly, an afterimage flashed, and bang-Ling Yan caught the ball steadily, started his hand, flipped over, and the ball fell to the ground, bouncing in the opposite direction of Song Yu.

Knock –

fell into the sand pit, Song Yu didn't receive it.

The man was stunned, looked at the ball in disbelief, and subconsciously rubbed the watch on his right wrist, and the link between him and the ball was remotely controlled by this black technology.

The icons on the table are normal.

That...

Just an accident, right?

Song Yu picked up the ball, cheered up and slapped it out again.

Ling Yan was still half-dead as if he could fall asleep at any time, but every time, he happened to be able to catch the ball.

Soon, the score behind was caught up by him step by step.

scored more than a dozen points in a row, and everyone was stunned.

Seeing that the score was tied, Ling Yan clapped his hands slowly, and said to Song Yu with a smile: "Mr. Song, if you let me again, you will lose." ”

Song Yu's face twitched slightly, and he swallowed his saliva hard: "You said you laughed." ”

Song Yu: "It doesn't matter if you win or lose. ”

Ling Yan nodded: "You're right, but I received the money, so let's finish the fight." ”

Ling Yan: "Of course, if you are physically exhausted, I can also wait for you, you rest first." ”

Song Yu: @##¥%......&

Breaks useful?

In Song Yu's heart, countless divine beasts were running wildly.

I played all morning, tired and half dead, if I lose again, it will really be a loss to my wife and soldiers.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but increase the gravity of the black technology in the ball to the maximum.

Thinking of 'accidentally' knocking this old man down, then he can bring the rhythm of the wave on the Internet again.

He...

The ball flew out, went over the net, and smashed towards Ling Yan's leg.

Ling Yan laughed softly, squatted and bent over, caught the ball, and pushed it back.

The ball turned into a hurricane and flew towards Song Yu's front door, the whistling sound in the air even overshadowed the waves on the reef in an instant, sensing that the danger was approaching, Song Yu instinctively wanted to run, but there was a thousand pounds on his legs, and he couldn't move.

Seeing that the ball was about to hit his face, he subconsciously blocked it with his arm.

Bang—

The loud noise brought Song Yu's thoughts back.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the ball that should have been smashed in his face had exploded, and the dander was mixed with the door of his head, not disfiguring, but it was painful.

Song Yu: "This..."

Ling Yan wiped his hands and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, this ball doesn't look very good." ”

Ling Yan: "Why don't you change the ball and let's continue?" ”

Song Yu was silent.

Song Yu raised his leg and stepped on the tracker in the ball under his feet, and said with a smile: "No need, I admit defeat." ”

Ling Yan: "That's granted." ”

Ling Yan said, walked towards Hao Bufan, and bowed elegantly: Master, fortunately, I am not dishonored. ”

A few suspicious blushes appeared on Hao Bufan's fair face.