When walking along the players' tunnel inside, Lin Jiashu leaned into Shu Ange's ear and said softly in Chinese: "Since you are a personal assistant, you have to take the responsibility of an assistant." ”

"You mean?"

Shu Ange raised his eyebrows, glanced at Lin Jiashu with a smile, he blushed, cleared his throat and said two words: "Cheer." ”

When he was with his roommates, Lin Jiashu often teased each other with them, but when he was with Shu Ange, he unconsciously began to put on a serious appearance.

The tennis court was much larger than Shu Ange imagined, and at a glance, the surrounding audience seats were densely packed, enough to accommodate thousands of people.

Lin Jiashu is no stranger to the venue where the friendly match will be held, he participated in the French Open in his sophomore year of high school, but he was too young at the time, and his style was enthusiastic and fast, and finally stopped in the top 10 due to lack of experience.

Even so, for Lin Jiashu, who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, it is very good to be able to get the seventh place.

Later, he took the college entrance examination in China, and was busy training to participate in the Chinese Open, and occasionally took time to come to France to play on the court with good friends he met in previous competitions.

Accompanied by beautiful women, revisiting the old place, there is a different taste in my heart.

In order to show his best self in front of Shu Ange, in Lin Jiashu's mind, this friendly match needs to be more cautious than the previous French Open match.

"Senior Sister Chu Xiang, you sit here and rest first."

Lin Jiashu put the bag on the ground, took out a tissue to wipe the rest seat, smiled at Shu Ange and asked her to sit down. and told her to sit down.

"I'll just watch from here, Lin Dashen, you go to training, I'm looking forward to you recreating the sassy and heroic appearance you had on the field."

Shu Ange smiled heartily, sat down in no hurry, gently pushed Lin Jiashu with his hand, and made a victory gesture towards him.

"Then ......" Lin Jiashu hesitated for a moment, coughing to hide his nervousness, "I'll go first." ”

Being watched by onlookers during training has long been a common occurrence for Lin Jiashu, and he has always been very popular with fans, and some people even specially inquired about his training time and cheered him on the sidelines.

In the face of fan fanaticism, Lin Jiashu usually laughs away, but this time Shu Ange sat next to him and watched him train, which made Lin Jiashu feel special.

Lin Jiashu picked up the racket, the subtle tension made his mouth dry, and even the irrelevant adaptation to the field training became urgent for no reason.

As the hottest young champion in domestic tennis, no matter what tournament he participates in, whether he wins or loses, Lin Jiashu has always had a good mentality.

However, when training in front of Shu Ange, Lin Jiashu subconsciously controlled his movements to ensure that every movement was perfect.

"Lin Dashen, play well, come on!"

Shu Ange's hands gathered into a trumpet shape on his lips, and he smiled sweetly to cheer for Lin Jiashu.

Her crisp and sweet voice fell into Lin Jiashu's ears and was sweet to his heart, making him ignite his fiery fighting spirit.

The boring training became interesting in Lin Jiashu's eyes for the first time, and he couldn't wait to fight his opponent for dozens of rounds immediately, so that Shu Ange could see his posture when he was against the enemy.

The weather in Paris today is exceptionally sunny, cloudless, and the bright sun shines from the stadium all the way down on the teenagers who are playing tennis seriously.

Lin Jiashu is galloping and jumping in the golden sunlight, and his perfect facial features are three-dimensional and distinct, as if carefully carved by an artist.

He was full of the unique vitality of young people, so that Shu Ange couldn't take his eyes off, as if he was obsessed, he kept staring at the tennis racket in Lin Jiashu's hand.

In order to better conduct live tennis broadcasts, Shu Ange has seen many video materials of tennis tournaments, and also has a certain understanding of outstanding tennis players in the world.

Judging from her knowledge of the tennis world, although Lin Jiashu has not received unified professional training in the national team, his jumping, running, rhythm and technique when playing tennis are not inferior to Olympians.

Watching him play is like admiring a beautiful picture, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.

Shu Ange watched Lin Jiashu play seriously, and he deserved to be praised by everyone as the prince of tennis.

Lin Jiashu stands on the court at will, and every swing of the racket is frozen, which can be called a scenic spot, he is tall and handsome, and he is even more heartwarming than the prince of tennis in the comics.

After sitting on the sidelines for a while, Shu Ange played the role of a caddie on a whim, and she rushed to the other end of the field, picked up the balls that had been knocked away, and threw them back to Lin Jiashu.

In the empty tennis court, the two cooperate seamlessly.

During the break, Shu Ange took a towel and water from his sports backpack and walked towards Lin Jiashu.

"Senior, take a break and drink saliva." She unscrewed the cap of the bottle and handed the water over with a grin.

After approaching Lin Jiashu, Shu Ange found that he was not only sweating on his forehead, but also sweating a lot on his back, and his sweatshirt was soaked with sweat, which perfectly outlined the lines of Lin Jiashu's back.

Shu Ange looked at it, his cheeks were slightly red, and he looked away without a trace.

"Thank you, junior." Lin Jiashu was indeed a little thirsty, and raised his head to drink water. Shu Ange took a towel and wiped his sweat for him.

A soft towel gently brushed Lin Jiashu's skin.

His chest was agitated, he held a mineral water bottle in his hand, leaned over slightly and blinked a pair of dark eyes, staring at Shu Ange for a moment.

Lin Jiashu's appearance, as if she wanted to imprint Shu Ange in her eyes, made her a little uncomfortable.

After a while, Lin Jiashu gently opened his thin lips and said meaningfully: "Senior Sister Chu Xiang, I feel like you are alone." ”

"Like a person? Like whom? ”

"Secret."

Lin Jiashu pursed his lips, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Then he hurriedly turned around and bent down to pick up the tennis racket on the ground. In a place where Shu Ange couldn't see, Lin Jiashu said silently to the air: "My girlfriend." ”

It would be nice if she really was his girlfriend. Just now, it was just a little bit, and Lin Jiashu's confession was about to blurt out.

He had imagined the scene of confessing to Shu Ange countless times in his mind, but every time he saw her warm and bright eyes, his courage leaked like sand on his fingertips.

The competition is coming up the day after tomorrow, in order to conserve his strength, Lin Jiashu trained for more than an hour, and packed up his things with Shu Ange and went home.

The hotel car was waiting at the entrance of the stadium in advance, and after getting in the car, Lin Jiashu's mood was still a little uneasy.

His mind recalled the picture of Shu Ange helping him wipe his sweat over and over again, his heartbeat slowly accelerated, and the sweet fragrance on Shu Ange's body, like a silent temptation, made Lin Jiashu think about it.

"Senior, if I'm not mistaken. Your opponent in this friendly match should still be the French star O'Savin. ”