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Tang Tang was also willing to talk at first.

Her voice was soft, and she slurred words slowly, every word was dripping with sugar water.

But Lu Qianlan didn't like it, she joked about Tang Tang's native voice, saying that she was pretending.

Although the group of people in the class didn't take it seriously on the surface, when Tang Tang was ordered to read the text, they laughed louder than Lu Qianlan.

After a long time, Tang Tang knew that her accent was something to be ashamed of, so she almost stopped talking to others.

"Don't make me say it a third time."

Tangtang breathed heavily.

Her eyes quickly turned red and filled with water vapor.

She seemed to resign herself to her fate, the other hand hanging by her side clutched the seam of her trousers and then let go, finally pinched the cuff and wiped it lightly.

"Here." In an extremely small voice, with tears in his eyes, he didn't dare to drop it, for fear of offending the other party again.

Lu Qianlan raised her chin.

"Did you forget something?"

Tang Tang trembled her eyelashes in confusion.

"Behind, behind you." A girl next to Lu Qianlan reminded with a smile.

They don't have much interest in bullying Tang Tang personally, but it's always interesting to watch this kind of cat-and-mouse game.

The badminton that was slapped on Tang Tang's face just now landed not far behind Tang Tang's feet.

Lu Qianlan thought Tangtang was slow, so she held the racket in her hand and slapped it, as if she had run out of patience.

"Hold on tight, Tangtang, Sister Lu can't wait."

Tang Tang hurriedly looked in the direction the girl was pointing at at a loss, quickly approached, and bent over to pick it up.

When the fingertips were about to touch her, a hand protruded from her side, lightly tapped on her knuckles, and slid Tangtang's fingers without any trace.

Before she could react, the opponent grabbed the shuttlecock.

Tiny dust stained the slender fingers.

Tang Tang was familiar with this hand.

She drew the veins under the thin skin many times, imagining the warm and greasy touch falling on her palms and earlobes, and being pecked and kissed by her together with the light sunlight.

Her fingers twitched with excitement.

"There's more here." Tang Qingyi's eyes slid past Tang Tang's eyes without stopping.

She got up, leveled the racket with one hand, put the badminton on the edge of the racket with the other hand, and looked sideways at Jiang Dudu.

"Five innings."

Apart from volleyball, badminton is the most difficult sporting item in the equipment room.

In the past month, Jiang Dudu hadn't touched a badminton racket in school, so he could only hand over a basketball from the boy lonely.

Jiang Dudu doesn't know the reason for Tang Qingyi's gangster style now, but he likes to hear it, so there is no psychological barrier at all.

She swings the other racket.

"You can do it, new classmate."

"Five innings is five innings!"

Lu Qianlan was bored to tease Tang Tang, but in a blink of an eye, a tall and fair figure appeared in front of her.

The man didn't even look at him, he naturally snatched the ball from Tang Tang's hand, and even solemnly made an appointment with his companion in front of him.

"Hey—" Lu Qianlan was cut off for the first time, and she raised her voice with a dark face, "That's my ball!"

"Just let her pick it up."

Tang Qing was also wearing sportswear, and the graceful figure cut out by the light in the museum was cast on the wall, but she was born well, and her skin was dazzlingly white.

After Lu Qianlan finished speaking, she raised her eyes and gave them a quiet glance.

Petal-like lips, two thin and soft, clustered with light red.

"The ball is in my hand." Tang Qing also looked away, turned the racket around the tiger's mouth, picked it up lightly, and the badminton fell after being thrown up and landed in his palm.

It is a provocation that does not show mountains and dews.

Lu Qianlan saw clearly now, she had met once.

Tang Qingyi's face is recognizable, his temperament is rare among his peers, and his family background is by no means ordinary.

This kind of person is not something that Tang Tang can climb up to.

She could make a friend.

Lu Qianlan became interested.

"Student, let's give in one step at a time."

She laughed: "We play a few rounds, whoever wins will get the ball."

Tang Qing also set his eyes on her again.

"it is good."

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Tang Qingyi himself is enough to attract people's attention.

Her long hair was simply tied behind her head, only a little bit close to Yubai's ears.The sportswear made her legs straight and slender, her shoulders were flat and her waist was narrow, neat and sassy.

Lu Qianlan looked a little struggling in the first round, while Tang Qing seemed a little sloppy.

The bystanders also noticed it and whispered.

Lu Qianlan couldn't hold back his face: "Tang Qing, too? Who the hell told you to let me go?"

"Take out your skills!"

Tang Qing also turned the racket.

Hearing this, she raised her brows and eyes, her eyes slowly sank, and deep depression rose layer by layer.

The badminton was thrown skillfully, and before Lu Qianlan could react, the piercing sound of piercing the air screamed beside her ears, tearing the airflow.

Before she could blink, a heavy ball hit her directly in the face, grazed her cheek hard, and bounced on the ground.

"Ah" Lu Qianlan covered her face.

Tang Qing also reminded.

"This is the second game."

21 points per game.

The limit is five rounds, and winning three rounds is considered a win.

The girl next to Lu Qianlan scored points.

In the first game, Tang Qing was only one point higher than Lu Qianlan, which was not included in the win.

"Come on." Tang Qingyi said softly.

Lu Qianlan rolled her eyes at the people around who were watching the joke.

"Let me serve!"