Today was Lin Xiaobei's first official competition, so Ji Ling set the alarm clock, woke up and sat on the bed to survive the waking up, and prepared a bowl of noodle soup for Lin Xiaobei, and sent the great Xiaobei player out first.

He dug out a set of mass-produced black sportswear from God knows which sports brand from the closet, found a black gentleman's hat, put on sunglasses and Shi Shi ran out of the apartment.

The agent waiting downstairs was stunned, "Your black wings are invisible?"

Ji Ling glanced at him strangely.

"Aren't you pretending to be a crow?" the manager asked sincerely.

"No," Ji Ling took out a black mask from his pocket, and said solemnly, "I want to accept the call of the demon under Solo, sense the power of the wings of darkness, and let the whole world be under my control .”

What he said was serious, as if there was really some demon summoner calling him to destroy the earth.

The manager was bluffed by his nagging tone as if he had seen a ghost, "Okay, I lost."

Ji Ling bent his long legs and got into the car, tilted his body and fell down, huddled on the co-pilot and chose the most lazy and comfortable position, and yawned indistinctly through the mask.

"You look like this, so ghosts can't recognize you." The manager just mentioned a few words last night, asking Ji Ling to put on a cross-dressing, preferably in a way that ghosts can't recognize you.

I didn't expect him to be able to do it so thoroughly. It's a good thing in the world not to be scared to death by his dark appearance, let alone recognize it.

"As long as you know each other," Ji Ling said.

The manager stepped on the accelerator, wanting to throw the man out.

Arriving at the provincial competition venue, the lengthy opening ceremony is over.Uncle Ji Ling asked the agent to find a chair without any explanation, and sat swaggeringly next to the coach, looking as if he had entered a bodyguard in the dark.

Lying on the chair and fiddling with the camera for a long time, Ji Ling spent a lot of time adjusting the most suitable angle and focus, and waited boredly for Lin Xiaobei to appear on stage.

As a result, as soon as he heard his name on the radio, there was a heart-piercing cry next to him——

"Lin Xiaobei, I love you!"

Whoops, green me in person?

So afraid of death?

Ji Ling squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound source, and found that the speaker was a beautiful girl with a ball hair. She looked familiar and seemed to have participated in one of his live events.

For a moment, Ji Ling didn't have time to think about his sister's flirting with him, and thoughts were running around in his head.

How did his fans know Lin Xiaobei?

Is the matter of two people's marriage made public?

Ji Ling turned his gaze to the manager who was standing by and serving tea and water.

The manager shuddered, not understanding what the ancestor was feeling.

The big aunt who lasts 32 days a month is here again?

After endless calls, Lin Xiaobei finally stepped onto the diving platform.When he went up, he was obviously a little unnatural, his slender legs trembled slightly under the gaze of everyone, and it seemed that he would run back in the next moment, find a hole to bury himself, and stick his butt out.

Until the moment he stood on the springboard, he began to enter the state of soul penetration, slowly fading and ignoring the gazes around him, and stretched out his arms horizontally, ready to take off.

The first movement is to somersault two and a half times forward, with a difficulty factor of 2.6.

Lin Xiaobei's legs were slightly bent, and with the help of the springboard's elasticity, he jumped into the air neatly, wrapped his hands behind his knees to hug himself, and performed two perfect somersaults.

When he entered the water, he made a mistake in judgment, and his movements were a little hasty, bringing out tiny splashes.

Fortunately, it did not affect the overall effect. Except for one referee who scored 7.5, the remaining four referees all scored high scores of 8 or more.

"Damn it," the coach couldn't help swearing, "Did the dead child jump with his feet? Why didn't he drown at this level!"

"How do you talk?" Ji Ling immediately yelled, "You don't need your feet, how can you use your head to jump?"

The coach realizes that Xiaobei now has a backer, so he can't be pissed off casually.

On a hot day, Ji Ling stood here in black from head to toe, like a crow.

The coach didn't know that he had a good idea with the agent, so he explained to Ji Ling in a good voice, "I mean, he could have scored more than 9 for this action."

The coach pressed Lin Xiaobei's buttocks and beat Lin Xiaobei in his mind, expressed a little regret, and continued, "Xiaobei's body is still in the development stage, and at this stage, it is obviously insufficient in strength, which affects the airborne performance."

Ji Ling admired the photos taken by the camera contentedly, and licked Lin Xiaobei's whole body with his eyes, which was very in line with the nature of a hooligan.

The child picked up nine years ago was thin and small, and now the child is still thin, with a very outstanding figure.Like shriveled shrimps on the seashore, after years of baptism, they become delicious meaty crayfish.

Let's eat crayfish tonight.Ji Ling thought about it, and asked casually, "What is stagnant nature?"

"Literally, air retention is his ability to stay in the air after he takes off. The longer he stays, the more calm he can do his movements."

A few team members behind jumped into the water like dumplings, gurgling and splashing a huge splash.

The coach wiped off the water droplets that splashed on his face, and changed his words, "Actually, Xiao Bei is still doing well. Are these people in the back jumping with their butts?"

After watching Lin Xiaobei, Ji Ling didn't bother to look at the rest, and proudly showed off his treasure, "Xiaobei is already very good."

Where does this layman get his confidence?

If your family, Lin Xiaobei, doesn't find a way to adjust his mentality as soon as possible, and maintains this kind of performance, he will only kneel on the ground panting in front of those perverted demon kings of the national team.

The coach glared at Ji Ling, gave him a stupid look, shook his head and turned away.

Lin Xiaobei's second move is a reverse somersault. He has learned this move two years ago and has never made a mistake so far.

But standing on the official arena, he always felt that the eyes of the people around him got into his swimming trunks, tickling him.

The trouble made him very ashamed, and even failed the soul wear, and fell into the water before completing the action, and the average score was only 7.

After making a mistake in the second movement, due to my nervousness, although there were no major mistakes in the next few movements, there were various small flaws, and the overall performance was not satisfactory.

Climbing up from the swimming pool, Lin Xiaobei took the bath towel handed over by Chen Li, wrapping it around his body in great disappointment, and walked to the locker room.

"You dance like you're limping today," said Ma Li, who was waiting in the locker room, obviously holding his breath.Unlike Chen Li, who is always doting and coddling, he pointed out the problem directly, "Everyone in the race will be nervous, and everyone is nervous when they are nervous. Are you holding your breath and planning to fart and blow yourself up?"

Horsepower speaks rough words, and even worse when swearing.

"Marry, you can't dance well, Xiaobei must be more uncomfortable than you." Chen Li stopped Ma Li and continued, patted Lin Xiaobei's shoulder to comfort him, "You have chosen a difficult move, and your performance is not bad, and your overall score is A. First in the group, passed the preliminaries safely. Play well in the final and work hard to get back."

"Thank you, captain, I'm not feeling bad. The vice-team is right..." Lin Xiaobei changed his clothes silently with his head down, and turned around with an embarrassed smile. so bad."

"Chen Lili, don't be so cautious. If he is so fragile, he shouldn't be an athlete. This kid made a mistake, and he should be scolded!" Ma Li walked up to Lin Xiaobei, put his arm on his shoulder and leaned on him. In the past, he poked his finger on the forehead, "If you want to perform like this in the finals, don't come back! Your last few moves are so bad, Ji Ling doesn't even want to watch them."

"Really?" Lin Xiaobei Xiaolu looked at him and said pitifully, "Actually, I didn't dare to look over there, for fear that the coach would hit me."

"If you do this again next time, our climacteric mania will definitely kill you!" Ma Li exhaled, took out a plastic disk from his arms, and said mysteriously, "Xiaobei, don't be afraid, I'll give you strength!"

Chen Li's eyelids twitched, and he always felt that Ma Li's tone and gesture were the same as last night when he said, 'Secretly treasured sexy hot girl, high-definition, no code, seven times a night, all kinds of play' tone.

"Hey, hey, what are you showing the kids!" Chen Li hastily walked over and snatched the disc from Ma Li's hand, "Let's take a look at this kind of thing in private, don't take it away...uh."

Chen Li saw the above words clearly, and immediately changed his words, "It's immoral for us to always look at it in private, and we have to let Xiao Bei be educated and experience the profundity and wonder of the unknown world!"

On the front of the disc, there are large characters written in a ballpoint pen: National Team Great Demon King Shimitai Collection.

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