Seeing Michely about to reach the ground, Fu Hang jumped down. The moment he landed on his body, he directly rolled forward, dissolving the impact of the ground on his body.

Michelle was dumbfounded!

This Fu Hang was obviously still about two or three meters away from the ground, so he dared to jump down?

Isn't he afraid of breaking and being disabled by himself?

He blushed with anger and his neck was thick, "You...you are too much!"

"If you don't even have the guts, what would you do as a captain? Then when the plane is bumping and rolling, don't you have to be afraid to **** your pants?" Fu Hang's eyes were full of sneers, and he glanced at Michelle coldly.

Michelle's face suddenly hurt, he was actually laughed at by the sick man, was he ridiculed?

It's too much!

"You wait for me!"

The final project was about to come, and Michely did not believe that he would never win.

Everyone came to a swimming pool with a length of 50 meters and a width of 21 meters and a water depth of 2 meters.

The water in the pool is clear and very clean, and the last competition is swimming.

In this game, whoever is faster wins, the comparison is speed.

Almost all of them put on swimming trunks and swimming caps, and stood in front of the pool together, ready to start the competition.

Michely glanced at Fu Hang. He used to be the coach of the national swimming team. He was confident that he could kill the audience in seconds.

This kind of physical competition, he is not afraid.

Even if the Olympic champion is in front of him, he is not afraid. So Michely's face showed confidence.

Not only him, but even Boller on the judges' bench is full of confidence. He might not be so confident in other games.

You know Michelle swimming is the best!

Everyone stood on the edge of the swimming pool. These pilots usually paid great attention to physical exercise, so after changing their swimsuits, the good figures of each of them were unobstructed.

Almost all of them have well-proportioned muscles and their bodies are bursting.

Especially the muscular body of Michely made several players whisper, "No wonder I used to be a swimming coach, and I really have a good body."

"I think he will win."

A triumphant smile appeared on Michely's face, "South Star Airlines, don't worry, I won't let you anymore this time."

Fu Hang looked speechless, "The previous projects sounded like you were letting them out."

As soon as he changed his swimsuit and came out, he heard Michely blatantly here. When everyone heard him replying to Michelle, they all turned to look at him. The moment they watched Fu Hang, everyone was stunned. NS.

Fu Hang's bronze skin is very powerful, but he is not the kind of big figure with some giants.

Instead, you look thin when you dress, and you have flesh when you take off your clothes. Everyone can almost feel the power of that muscle from him, instead of just training into a big piece of meat.

"I wipe it! This is too sexy."

"I found that the players of Southern Star Airlines are so **** and attractive."

"This abs, why does it feel like being conquered?"

"I blushed all the time."

Several female audience members couldn't help but admire it.

Ruan Su curled her lips. When she was appreciating, she suddenly felt a dull gaze staring at her. She raised her eyes suspiciously and met a pair of dark and deep eyes. There was vague anger in her eyes. Moving?

Uh-thin line stop?

Why are you looking at her like this?

She just admired the figures of these players.

"Boss, this pay..." Before Jian Qiqi's words were finished, her eyes were suddenly covered by a big palm.

Song Yan covered her eyes with one hand, and took her little hand with one hand to press on her waist and abdomen. Then her dull voice rang in her ears, "You can go home and see me if you want to. ...You can...touch me."

He leaned very close, and his hot breath sprayed on Jian Qiqi's ears, and the tips of her ears were immediately red when he flicked them.

She blushed and pulled down the big hand covering her eyes, and grinned a little embarrassedly, "What are you doing!"

Ashamed!

Song Yan looked at her fierce milk, she only thought it was very cute.

I couldn't help but leaned in front of her, and pressed her thin lips with a kiss on her cheek, "It's so cute."

It's so cute, I want to rub it.

Jian Qiqi's face was immediately red as Yunxia, ​​"You...you..."

Ruan Su: "..."

Are you forced to eat a mouthful of dog food?

Sitting on the judges' bench, Bo Xingzhi saw that Ruan Su had been attracted by Song Yan and Jian Qiqi, and the expression on his face eased a little at this time.

snort!

Is your husband not good enough? She was still looking at other men.

It's...too much.

Jian Qiqi looked flushed at the big screen, and saw that on the big screen at this time, all the players on the side of the swimming pool were all gathered there.

Micheli saw Fu Hang's figure attracting a burst of attention, and she felt a little upset in her heart, and muttered to herself, "There is nothing but the appearance, how can I have a good figure? You can only take this figure, right? Just use it in the middle. I'll let you know what is the real strong in a moment!"

Fu Hang didn’t pay attention to him, but stood by the swimming pool. Then he turned his head and glanced at Michely. Increase resistance!"

Hearing the irony in Fu Hang's words, Michely sneered and said, "Wait, I hope you won't lose too ugly."

Too **** shameless.

A **** scum!

Dare to be so arrogant in front of him as a swimming coach!

Dare to laugh at his figure!

Fu Hang looked serious, "It is not me who hopes to lose ugly, but you."

Michely gritted his teeth, and it seemed that he had to show his true ability to make this guy feel the cost of pretending to be.

"Hehe, I hope you can say something like this later after the game is over."

He said another sentence and stopped taking care of Fuhang.

At this time, the referee has taken a professional timer, ready to start the game.

All the spectators in the stadium looked forward to the players on the side of the pool, and Michely's companions were full of dissatisfaction with Hang.

This time all hopes were placed on Michely.

"Later Michely will teach him how to be a man!"

"Huh! It's definitely not the opponent of Michely, the swimming coach."

With a whistle, the plops sounded almost at the same time, and the players immediately jumped into the pool.

Fu Hang also jumped in with professional movements and swam forward quickly.

Not only Fu Hang, Michely also swam forward like a flexible fish.

Michelle really deserves to be a coach, and he swims fast.

When he was secretly smug, suddenly a figure swam towards the front quickly.

Everyone was shocked, stunned.

Michely, who was still complacent, only felt the water behind him sway for a while, and the figure rushed out from him.

Fu Hang took a deep breath when he jumped down. This breath allows him to swim a long distance in one breath, which will save a lot of time and unnecessary gorgeous tricks.

He used the most basic swimming posture to swim forward desperately.

Everyone was stunned.

Such a fast speed?

"This is too fast, right?"

"How can he be so fast?"

It didn't take long for Guangfu, Fu Hang had reached the end.

The referee who had been on the side timing immediately blew his whistle.

By this time everyone understood that it was another number one.

Southern Star Airlines.

In this physical fitness competition, all the champions belonged to Southern Star Airlines.

And the arrival of other players at the finish line has no meaning.

Boller protested again while sitting on the judges' bench, "His swimming posture is very unprofessional and very ugly! I think his results should be invalid!"

"Sorry, Mr. Boller, this time the competition is more about speed, not posture." Bo Xingzhi glanced at the frustrated Boller and spoke slowly and carelessly.

Boller was so angry that his lungs exploded.

How could it be like this?

Your own people can't even compare with Southern Star Airlines?

Is there a mistake?

He carefully trains carefully selected players! It was defeated again and again.

But it doesn't matter, there will be the finals tomorrow.

He doesn't believe that these **** can still win.

It seems that he has to do some homework tonight.

Tomorrow is a simulated flight competition.

Boller sneered. The person who stopped you was really unexpectedly good! But no matter how good it is, don’t you still have to...

He glanced gloomily at Fu Hang on the big screen.

His eyes were like a poisonous snake preparing to exit a hole, spitting out a letter.

After the physical competition was over, Bo Xingzhi directly took their players back to Southern Star Airlines for the meeting.

Ruan Suze and Song Yanjian were out of the stadium together.

"You have been to the two-person world, I drove home by myself." Ruan Su yawned, "I got up too early in the morning, I have to go home and sleep for a while."

Jian Qiqi's face blushed, what two people are in the world... It feels so shy to be said so in such a terrible way.

Song Yan was much more generous than her, and directly held her soft little hand, "Madam, be careful on the way."

In a speeding business car.

Boller stared at Michelle sullenly, Michelle face embarrassed, he never thought that he would become Fu Hang's foil, it was really embarrassing.

"Tomorrow's finals, if you fail again, Michely, you will lose your value forever."

His voice was as cold as hell.

Michelle paled, and immediately lowered his head to promise, "I will do my best, please rest assured."

"It's best to be like this." Boller made a vicious voice, "I really want to slap his thin face!"

Michely didn't even dare to look up at his expression. Even so, he could feel the thick insidiousness emanating from him.

He couldn't help but shudder.

Tomorrow... I don't know what will happen...

He closed his eyes in silence and sighed. And at this moment... his back was almost completely wet with sweat.