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

"At the beginning of the game, Lin Jiashu's serve, he looked a little nervous today..."

When broadcasting these words, let alone the audience in the live broadcast room, even Shu Ange himself was a little strange.

This game should be easy for Lin Jiashu, and he is a little nervous for no reason.

In fact, Lin Jiashu's tension really has nothing to do with his opponent. He is eager to show his best side in front of Shu Ange, so he played a little cautiously at the beginning. Even in the serve game he is good at, he mainly focuses on defense.

Lin Jiashu's opponent, Oshavin, took advantage of this opportunity to launch a fierce offensive and won five points in a row. Although Lin Jiashu reluctantly pulled back a point, Oshavin was unstoppable and managed to catch one of his backhand mistakes, took control of the game, and won the game 6:1 in the first game.

The loss in the first battle was not only unexpected to Shu Ange, but also caused Lin Jiashu's mood to fluctuate. He rested for a while off the court, deliberately didn't go to see Shu Ange, and adjusted his mentality.

[Meowing a little]: "What should I do? If Jiashen continues like this, will he lose?"

[Jia Shen is my husband]: "No, Jia Shen, hold on, Jia Shen can win!"

[W Lake]: "Could it be that this Oshaven is really the nemesis of Jiashen?"

Like the fans who were full of confidence in Lin Jiashu in the live broadcast room, Shu Ange also firmly believed that Lin Jiashu could win the game. She smiled brightly and said with certainty: "I believe that Jia Shen will be able to adjust his mentality, achieve victory, and let him win. Let's cheer for Jia Shen!"

After saying this, she got down from the audience and walked straight to the players' rest area.

Because Shu Ange has accompanied Lin Jiashu in several pre-match training sessions. Therefore, the staff on the field recognized her and knew that she was Lin Jiashu's personal assistant, so they did not stop her.

"Senior." Shu Ange called out sweetly.

Hearing her voice, Lin Jiashu's heart felt like an electric shock. He slowly turned his head, lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes drooped down, covering his dark eyes.

He concealed his frustration, forced a smile and said, "Sister Chu Xiang, I didn't play well in the first game."

In fact, he has tasted the taste of failure, but it has never been as unforgettable as it is today.

Feeling Lin Jiashu's loss clearly, Shu Ange hurriedly smiled and shook his head, cheering him up enthusiastically: "No, I think the senior played very well in the first round, and the next two rounds should strengthen the attack!"

"Thank you, schoolgirl."

As soon as Shu Ange reminded him, Lin Jiashu realized where his problem was. Without Shu Ange's reminder, Lin Jiashu also knew where the problem was.

But her continued support made him fight again.

A new round started, Lin Jiashu adjusted his state in time to attack instead of defending, but instead killed his opponent by surprise. With 0:1 behind, the Jedi counterattacked and won the game with 2:1.

When the sound of announcing the end of the game on the radio sounded, the audience stood up one after another and spontaneously applauded and congratulated Lin Jiashu.

Shu Ange was also full of emotions. After he was excited and said the closing remarks to the audience in the live broadcast room, his hands were all red.

In this battle, Lin Jiashu proved himself with his excellent performance, and also amazed the world.

After the game, he fulfilled his promise and stayed for an interview with the media.

"Mr. Lin, first of all, congratulations on your victory in this game. I would like to ask, how did you quickly adjust your mentality when you were behind by a large score in the game to win?"

In the face of the reporter's interview, Lin Jiashu turned his head, smiled faintly at Shu Ange in the stands, and replied in a sonorous voice: "I did go through a very difficult time in this game, I can win the game, I am proud of a The help of the noble. It was because she pointed out my problem sharply when I was behind. I was able to adjust my mentality in time and finally win."

His exaggerated statement made Shu Ange pursed his lips and smiled. But Lin Jiashu said this, which is also considered to give the veteran Oshavin face, and also left an impression in front of the media that he is not arrogant or discouraged.

"Can you reveal the name of this noble person?" Of course, the reporters would not easily let go of the news that came to the door, and looked at Lin Jiashu with anticipation.

"Without her consent, I can only keep it a secret from you for the time being." Lin Jiashu smiled shyly, her clear eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Okay, thank you for accepting the interview, and I wish you the current momentum in future games. Of course, I hope you will reveal to us who the noble person is as soon as possible."

"Noble." Lin Jiashu thought about this word, and his heart was warm, like the sunshine in spring and March. Just now, he almost said the string of names printed on his heart in front of the whole world.

"Senior, congratulations."

After the interview, Shu Ange walked to Lin Jiashu with the surging crowd, with a sincere smile on his face.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed with excitement, her long eyelashes were trembling, and her eyes were shining and moving, Lin Jiashu resisted the urge to hold Shu Ange in his arms, looked at her with a bright smile, and said softly, "Chu Xiang, Thanks for your support."

I don't know if it was because of the tone of Lin Jiashu's words, or because of the affection in his eyes. Shu Ange felt dizzy as if he was sitting on a small boat, floating with the water.

She calmed down and looked up at Lin Jiashu's dark eyes: "The senior is still the most powerful, defeating the famous French general!"

"thanks."

In Lin Jiashu's eyes, Shu Ange is like an angel. She appeared in his life unexpectedly, adding a different color to his life and making his life more moving.

The two stared at each other silently in the crowd. Someone was knocked down and tilted towards Shu Ange. Lin Jiashu grabbed Shu Ange's hand with his generous right hand and walked outside: "There are too many people, let's leave first."

The warm temperature and firm touch, along the lines of Shu Ange's palm, seeped into the skin little by little. Further up, to the heart.

Lin Jiashu's heartbeat was also fast, he bit his thin lips and pretended to be calm. However, the soft and delicate hand in the palm of his hand, with a faint sense of coldness, was always tugging at his heartstrings.

He was reluctant to let go, and kept pulling her to the door of the car before letting go.

"There were too many people just now." Lin Jiashu tried to make excuses, but his ears suddenly turned red.

His appearance, family background, background, and education are enough to attract thousands of young girls. Bai Fumei, who has the same family background, has also pursued him a lot.

But for so many years, Lin Jiashu has never considered falling in love.

He has been surrounded by beautiful women since junior high school, but no one can make his heart move.

Now in front of Shu Ange, he is like a young boy, her frowns and smiles fascinate him.