A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

When Shu Ange spoke, a strand of long hair brushed her cheeks lightly, Lin Jiashu was fascinated by her cute appearance, resisted the urge to cut her hair for her, and smiled heartily: "Okay, I'm going to prepare for the competition, and the anchor also has to cheer. Oh."

After he finished speaking, he left handsomely, and the stands were filled with sorrow.

"Didn't it say that Jia Shen is very cold in private, why is he so kind to that anchor?"

"I don't think Jia Shen is aloof at all, you see he is smiling at everyone."

"But Jia Shen's usual smile always carries a sense of alienation."

Yang Jiali was in the crowd, listening to everyone's discussion, her eyes almost bursting with fire when she looked at Shu Ange.

She has been chasing Lin Jiashu for a long time, and in her mind, he is the perfect incarnation of Prince Charming.

But Yang Jiali never thought that one day her Prince Charming would talk to that **** Xing Chuxiang.

That **** is obviously a bum, he should be wearing old clothes, and he is disgusted by others.

How can she hold the latest mobile phone, wear designer clothes, and become a glamorous female anchor.

That **** deserves it too!

Yang Jiali's heart seemed to be on fire, her face was extremely bad, and she slowly squeezed towards the area where Shu Ange was standing, her expression gloomy and unclear.

The game started, Shu Ange felt very keen, Yang Jiali's eyes were dipped in poisonous juice, and naturally she did not escape her sight.

The live broadcast was important, Shu Ange put Yang Jiali aside and concentrated on explaining the game.

"At the beginning of the game, I came to Lin Jiashu's serve first. Lin Jiashu's expression looked calm. He took a deep breath, threw the ball high, jumped up, and dunked it vigorously."

Shu Ange stood on the side of the field and explained calmly. Because the atmosphere in the field was too warm, she tried to raise the volume.

"The ball flew into the opponent's corner and popped out. Ace, Lin Jiashu scored a point first, and the score was 15:0."

After Lin Jiashu took the lead, there was thunderous applause and cheers.

A large group of fans in the stands stood up excitedly, waved the banners in their hands, and shouted in unison: "Jia Shenqiang, I surrender!"

The competition on the field was fierce, and the pomp in the live broadcast room was no less than the scene.

[Jia Shu is my husband]: "Jia Shen is mighty, Jia Shen is the best!"

[Jiashen's number one fan girl]: "Jiashen's posture is so handsome, please ask for a high-definition uncensored big picture, I want to be a wallpaper."

[Dandelion]: "Ah, ah, ah, I'm so excited to go to the sky, Xingxingyan."

System: "[Jiashu is my husband] Give the anchor a Lamborghini."

System: "[daerg] Give the anchor 100 roses."

The appeal of the male **** is terrifying, and everyone in the live broadcast room frantically gave gifts and swiped the screen.

Shu Ange didn't pay attention to these. At the moment, all her attention was on Lin Jiashu on the field.

When Lin Jiashu was quiet, his sunny and handsome smile was contagious.

He swings hard, keeps galloping and jumping, and the appearance of playing with full concentration is more dazzling than the sun.

Every movement of his is like a beautiful pictorial.

Shu Ange finally understood that there is nothing to call Lin Jiashu Prince of Tennis, because his sweat-like appearance is more charming than the Prince of Tennis who walked down from the comics.

"Lin Jiashu easily won the serve, and the two sides exchanged venues and exchanges. It was Li Shiying's turn to serve. The serve was very powerful and the angle was very tricky."

In order to keep up with the rhythm on the field, Shu Ange's speech speed involuntarily increased, and the audience in the live broadcast room could intuitively feel the fierce battle situation on the field.

"Let's see how Lin Jiashu responds? Lin Jiashu sprinted to the right and swiped his right hand vigorously, successfully dissolving the ball. Li Shiying made a backhand, but the force was a little lighter, the ball should... This is a tennis ball! A tennis ball! Can Lin Jiashu be saved?"

The game was too exciting and intense, and Shu Ange made a sweat for Lin Jiashu as he explained.

The originally warm atmosphere of the scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone's attention was on Lin Jiashu.

"Lin Jiashu's right foot took a big step forward, and the racket reached the ball. He chose to gently pick the ball up, and the ball hit the opposite side. Li Shiying couldn't react quickly and failed to save this point. Lin Jiashu's this Remember to fight back, incredible!"

This admiration was almost blurted out, Shu Ange was obviously a little excited, and the live broadcast room exploded.

A good sports anchor must fully mobilize the audience's emotions. Before that, he must first mobilize his own emotions. Shu Ange has done this very well.

Otherwise, with her character, even if a meteor shower suddenly falls on the tennis court, she will not be too nervous, she will just hurry up and dodge.

Shu Ange's explanation was very successful and in place, the audience in the live broadcast room, watching the scene, coupled with her nervous and fast voice, felt immersive.

System: "[Little Turtle] Give the anchor 100 diamond rings."

[Little Turtle]: "Although this ball is not the key ball to decide the outcome, Jia Shen's relief is simply a master level!"

[Liu Licao] "Zhanjia God, unchanged for a hundred years!"

[Middle-aged single Wang]: "Why don't you see the local tyrant come out to give a reward for such a wonderful game?"

[Yun Shangfei]: "Yes, yes, I remember that he is still a fan of Lin Jiashu, calling [I want to go to heaven]."

Shu Ange just saw this barrage, and his mind suddenly moved, [I want to go to heaven] I was looking forward to this live broadcast before, but now he has not appeared for so long.

Maybe he just had something to do, Shu Ange didn't think much about it and continued the live broadcast.

With a whistle, the first game came to an end quickly. Lin Jiashu easily defeated his opponent with a big score of 6:1 and won the first point of the game.

According to international practice, before the start of the second game, there will be a short rest time for the athletes of both sides. It happens that Lin Jiashu's rest seat is on the same side of Shu Ange.

He took the racket and sweated profusely, walked to the bench and sat down, took out a towel from his backpack, wiped the sweat from his head, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, and took a sip.

The simple action actually attracted bursts of cheers from the scene.

"Oh my God, Jia Shen is so handsome even wiping sweat. I really want to be a towel in Jia Shen's hands."

"I want to become mineral water."

"..."

Lin Jiashu was just a stone's throw away from her. Shu Ange didn't want to let go of this great opportunity and decided to take a close-up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Shu Ange lifted her forefoot, Yang Jiali jumped out from the crowd and grabbed her mobile phone.

Shu Ange has been paying attention to the surrounding situation. When Yang Jiali approached her just now, she had already noticed it.

So when she grabbed Shu Ange's selfie stick, she swayed slightly and stumbled over her.

Yang Jiali jumped in the air, staggered and fell to the ground, throwing a big clown.