Chapter 222 I hope you don't lose your judgment

  Wen Yao did not succeed in scoring points for this blow.

  Under everyone's amazed gaze, Zhao Yan stepped back half a step before Wen Yao kicked him all the way to the chest, raised his leg sideways, swept up with a horizontal kick, and landed on his leg.

   Wen Yao, who didn't have time to stop his feet, took such a leg off forcefully, fell to the ground and rolled around twice before he stabilized his body.

  Zhao Yan hooked his fingers at Wen Yao who was squatting on the ground, and the corner of his mouth lightly raised.

  Moving his shoulders, Wen Yao pursed his lips, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was completely aroused after several consecutive score drops.

  Boss is right, this NY is interesting...

   "What is this Zhao Yan's background? Wen Yao has lost several points in a row."

   The chubby Zhang Yan stood beside Yu Guang and the others and looked nervously at the ring, frowning, sweating profusely, who thought it was a match he was playing.

  He is a heavyweight, in the last round, it is not his turn yet.

  Jun Gu didn't know when he stepped forward and was drinking water with his head raised.

  He lowered his head and screwed on the bottle cap, "The top three resident players in the free combat individual competition, what do you think is their strength?"

   These are also big national competitions.

  This person is considered one of the best professional fighters in the NY clubhouse, and in terms of strength, he naturally surpasses Wen Yao, who is a half-baked guy.

  He raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Wen Yao, who was obviously struggling. His lips were slightly raised, and the arc was shallow.

  The reason why Wen Yao didn't lose too many points at this moment is probably due to his tactical skills in mixed martial arts.

   "Huh? It sounds pretty strong," Zhang Yan's fat face shook, "Then we Wenyao won't be able to win?"

   As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked a roasted chestnut on the back of his head. Su Yu hated iron and steel: "How can you talk!"

  The plump and chubby little fat man stood silently at the place where he was beaten, then turned his head and smiled at Su Yu.

  Looking away at the few people who were still talking, Jun Gu turned his head, and Gong Jiuhan also came under the ring at some point, lazily folded his hands, staring at the hand-to-hand fight on the ring with a pair of dark eyes.

  Here, a staff member stuck his head out from the small side door and shouted at the team: "Tang Yi? Where is Tang Yi?"

   Tang Yi, who was swaying and preparing to punch Yu Guang, stopped his hands, turned his head in doubt, and raised his hand at the man: "Here it is!"

  He trotted over, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

The staff opened the door a little more, revealing the box of Wahaha mineral water under his feet, on which was written on a post-it note in large characters, "Come on ET, Tang Yi is the best", with two hearts drawn on the side .

  The man bent down and lifted it up to him, saying, "Someone asked me to give it to you."

   After taking it, Tang Yi's hands were heavy, looking at the box of mineral water in his arms, he couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

  Are fans giving gifts this year so realistically?

   It’s really a special way to refuel.

  When he returned to the team with the water box in his arms, Yu Guang and the others came over to have a look.

  When the atmosphere of a game is tense, someone will always find an opportunity to come out and joke—

  Someone saw the sticky note on it, looked at the game, turned around and started joking:

   "Hey, also \'Tang Yi Come on', not to mention that this way of cheering is really unique."

   The friendship between boys is nothing more than, when they see you in a situation, they talk to you twice:

   "I'm afraid it's not some little fan girl, or maybe this kid secretly found a girlfriend without us knowing?"

   "Looking for a girlfriend? I see Xuan, besides those fans, who else would think this stupid big guy is handsome?"

  As soon as the words came out, everyone agreed, Qiqi squinted and looked at Tang Yi: "Oh~ there are fans~

  Tang Yi: "..."

  When this group of guys are not playing games or training, don’t talk about it, you can publish a book of "ET Members Talk" with this self-important brain hole.

  Only Zhang Yan, the first reaction when he saw the water he carried was: "Hey, Tang Yi, your water is so timely, we just finished drinking the water we brought in earlier."

   "You guys are blind, didn't you see that it said 'ET Come on'?" Tang Yi put down the water, and handed the bottle to Zhang Yan, "Whoever wants to take it by himself, I won't wait."

  Everyone burst into laughter, and some people took the water and dispersed to watch the battle.

  Unfortunately, the time for the first game is up, and the players of both sides take a break.

   When Wen Yao kicked heavily and fell asleep on the soft rail and sat down, Zhang Yan unscrewed the bottle cap. He looked at Wen Yao, then at the water bottle with the lid removed, and handed it to Wen Yao.

  On the ring, at the moment when the referee blew the whistle to pause, Wen Yao tried his best to suppress the fighting spirit in his heart, feeling extremely regretful that he hadn't had time to score the necessary point before the referee blew the whistle.

   Just a little bit, just a little bit.

  His fist has reached Zhao Yan's face.

  Suppressing this irritability, Wen Yao came to the players' rest area, sat down, took the water handed by Zhang Yan, and took a sip.

  When he raised his eyes, he inadvertently met the same eyes of the other party.

   "Don't be in a hurry when you shoot." Gong Jiuhan came to his side, the hand hanging on one side was exposed in the air, glowing with a white halo.

"You just need to hang on to him from now on." Gong Jiu turned his head away, Jun Gu was standing on the other side, his lips were closed, his eyes rolled slightly, and he glanced at her, "I can't beat you with strength." , you can use tricks."

   Gong Jiu was silent.

  What she wanted to say probably meant the same thing.

but…

  Jun Gu's purpose is to let these boys get a good beating... Thinking about it, just holding back is definitely not enough.

   Sure enough, soon Jun Gu's deep and magnetic voice sounded again slowly, "However, I don't want you to lose your judgment."

   Obviously without any color, but inexplicably there is a faint coercion.

   tusk~

  Pursing her lips, she put her hands in her pockets, and her eyes fell on the opposite player.

  In the round just now, Wen Yao was a little impetuous, but he was pretty good at keeping the score within a close range.

  Crossing the line of sight, looking into the eyes of the guests at the table, Gong Jiu frowned silently.

  The man licked the corner of his lips at her.

   Unexpectedly, Guang Moran, who only showed up in the preliminary round, would come up in the finals.

  For some reason, Gong Jiu watched silently as the girl who was holding the cards went around the ring again, feeling a little restless in her heart.

She turned her head, and Jun Guwei looked forward with raised eyes. Under the gold-rimmed glasses, there were thick and curly eyelashes, shallow eyelids, and a cool and noble and elegant atmosphere at the end. .

  The dry and wild heart seemed to be suddenly stimulated by something, and it suddenly calmed down.

  Hanging his head, Gong Jiu smiled faintly for no reason between his darkly dyed and unruly brows.

   Sure enough, this person got along a lot, and after a long time, he has some filters.

but…

   Unexpectedly, this elder brother's facial expression also has the effect of calming the mind...

   This chapter is two thousand words baby

  

  

  (end of this chapter)