Cry again, I will kill you

Just like what Qin An said at the front desk with a cut hair, the old players who came back from the game and the new players PK, it is indeed a one-sided bloody abuse.

Compared with the freshmen, the old players are several grades higher than them in terms of reaction, skills, and muscular ability.

"I rely on too much, and those who have undergone special training are different."

In the swimming pool, Funnel panted and took off his swimming goggles and swimming cap. He stood on the edge of the pool for a long time unable to exert any strength, and looked at Qin An as if asking for help: "Brother Qin, I can't do it anymore, give me a hand."

Qin An squatted by the pool, stretched out a hand, and pulled the man up from the pool with all his strength: "Relax, you are too nervous, the rhythm is out of order like shit."

Funnel pouted, and the team members of the same class gathered around one after another, led by the watering can, and asked the first question: "Come on, let me interview the person concerned about his feelings, so that I can have a clear idea."

"Which am I the party to? I'm the fucking victim," Funnel patted the shoulder of the watering pot, and sincerely wished his good brother: "Fat pot, you can lose in momentum, and you will climb up in a while." Just don’t look too ugly.”

"Damn, can't you wish your brother well?" The watering can lamented, dodging aside in a self-contained manner.

Although Yu Nan and Lin Anning, who were eating melons and watching the excitement in the distance, couldn't hear what they were muttering in a low voice, but from the expressions on their faces, it could be seen that there was a gap in strength between the special trainees and them.

Thinking of this, Lin Anning's words popped out of Yun Nan's mind again, "Qin An, who was successfully selected, was rejected by the head coach because of image problems."

From this angle, he secretly looked at Qin An, who was standing sideways towards him with his arms folded, his slender and well-defined legs were astonishingly long as if growing from his ribs, his shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow, standing in the crowd like It is a fierce and sharp falcon, exuding a powerful aura around it.

He stood in a ray of sunlight cast by the high wall window, as if his whole body was shining brightly, and Yun Nan couldn't help being distracted, until Lin Anning, who was sitting on the side, gave him a dissatisfied elbow, and then let him Come back to God.

Lin Anning strongly condemned him: "I'm as fierce as a tiger in my analysis, but you don't listen to me, is that appropriate!"

"Ah? That's really inappropriate," Yu Nan poked his leg like coaxing a child: "What did you just say, Princess Anning, who is extremely witty and smart?"

"Hiss, don't poke my itch," Lin Anning said while eating crispy noodles, "Just the grasshopper you mentioned just now... no, that funnel, it's too tight, and the breathing rhythm is completely messed up when it's turned back. The decline in physical strength is too serious, and it looks like he has no competition experience."

"The curly-haired boy who fought with him should be considered to be of average strength among the special trainees. Hey, have you seen that small guy? The one with well-developed latissimus dorsi and gluteus maximus," Lin Anning raised his chin, signaling Yu Nan looked at the boy who wasn't too tall but had an inverted triangle shape: "I've known him since I was in junior high school. His name is Yu Lei. He was nicknamed Torpedo. He's a man of the school swimming team. He's the strongest in our school." He is strong, he is the only one in the past few years who relied on the results in the competition to fight for the special trainee, if the New Year's picture doll wants to catch the soft persimmon and unfortunately selects him, he will cry."

New Year picture dolls...

Yu Nan looked in the direction, and realized that the New Year picture doll that Lin Anning said was a watering can. The watering can has strong thigh muscles, and the muscles on the stomach are covered with a little fleshy fat. The body fat percentage is not low. It belongs to that kind of If he hadn't gone through physical exercise, he would definitely have the shape of a little fat man. His round face is pink and white, and his eyebrows are thick and thick. At first glance, he really looks like a pink-faced doll holding a fat-headed carp in New Year paintings.

Yu Nan's forehead twitched, and she had to admire Lin Anning's unique talent in giving others nicknames.

They were discussing here, and the watering can over there glanced at the crowd, and first locked the target on the torpedo, which seemed ordinary at first glance.

"Swimming breaststroke?"

The watering can was hesitating when a voice came in and interrupted his thoughts. It was the boy of mixed race.

He is the captain of the school swimming team. His name is Hou Zeqi. He is of Chinese-English mixed race. He is extremely dazzling in the crowd. His racial talent not only makes his shoulders wide, his waist narrow, his legs long, his muscles are several grades ahead of his peers. .

Qin An has been paying attention to him from the very beginning. Although this man looks lazy and frivolous on the surface, his deep eyes are full of sharpness all the time, and his strength is definitely not as simple as it looks.

"Yes...you swim breaststroke, why? You want to compare with me," the watering can stuttered when it opened its mouth, but it managed to tame its momentum.

"Of course it depends on your own wishes," Hou Zeqi smiled: "Do you want to choose me?"

"I don't choose you! I'm at a disadvantage in terms of height," Watering Can cast his eyes on the torpedo behind him, and waved decisively: "I choose him! Compare breaststroke with me."

Qin Yu looked in the direction he pointed, glanced up and down at the muscle of the torpedo, sneered sympathetically in his heart, patted the watering can on the shoulder, and said everything on his face.

Hou Zeqi smiled meaningfully, turned around and greeted: "Torpedo, it's your turn."

Torpedo nodded with an honest and honest face in the crowd, and began to arrange his swimming goggles and swimming cap without saying a word.

On the other side, Lin Anning, who was watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, saw the movement here, and excitedly patted Yu Nan's thigh with his hands stained with crisp noodles: "Hey, here we come, we have won the lottery, the head of the prophet Test the White Wolf King!"

Yu Nan thought that you played too much werewolf killing, looked down, and immediately slapped Lin Anning's little oily paw away, and said anxiously: "Hey, stop slapping, your hands are full of oil."

"Okay, okay, I'll wipe it for you, I'll wipe it for you," Lin Anning put the school uniform sleeve on his palm, and rubbed at Yun Nan's pants.

Yu Nan was a little speechless, and when he looked up again, the whistle had already sounded, the torpedo and the watering can plunged into the water one after the other, he looked at the two figures leaping out, and murmured, "The jump is so fast."

"Reaction training is also part of their daily training." Lin Anning raised her head upon hearing the sound, and continued, "You know this, right? Brother Qin should practice more often."

Yu Nan nodded: "We sometimes play hand-to-hand punches, but I never beat him once."

Lin Anning was shocked: "Huh? You two touch each other's hands when you're free?"

"..."

Yu Nan pushed him on the head: "Watch the show carefully, don't make any noise."

As Lin Anning said, the torpedo is indeed not weak.

When the two interrupted, the torpedo had already started to turn back. Although the watering can tried its best to catch up, it was still a few seconds late when it hit the wall.

"The result of the New Year's picture doll is not bad, better than expected," Lin Anning commented thoughtfully as he watched the team members happily pull the watering can ashore.

Yu Nan propped her chin: "But judging by the direction of the muscles, Torpedo should be good at backstroke."

Lin Anning turned around in surprise: "Do you still understand sports anatomy?"

Yu Nan's heart tightened: "I don't understand, my manager is asking me to exercise my muscles recently."

Fortunately, Lin Anning's nerves are relatively strong, and he didn't ask any more questions. Yu Nan secretly heaved a sigh of relief. As a serious muscle man, his research on human muscles day and night almost missed the trap.

Thinking of the muscles, Yu Nan looked at Qin An again, the new team members had already received the crushing ravages one after another, only Qin An, the only seedling, was left dangling with arms folded.

"I know why you can't select special trainees this year. Compared to now, none of them can play." Although the curly-haired boy who competed with the funnel was not weak, he really lacked his mouth.

After hearing this, Qin An glanced over with blade-like phoenix eyes, and the curly-haired man paused immediately, and then smiled and said, "I'm just kidding, but there were some people in our team who hung up and beat old players back then."

"It's not over yet, how do you know that there is no one among us who can hang you up and beat you?" Watering Can, adhering to the spirit of not losing in momentum, was dying.

The curly-haired man smiled: "Then please bring out the hope of your whole village. Our school swimming team has a rule. When new and old players compete, the losing side will have a treat for dinner."

Once the boy's desire to win and lose comes up, there is really nothing to stop him.

"Bi! What are you afraid of?" Funnel pulled Qin An out of the crowd, and pushed him out like a rainbow: "The hope of our whole village! Come on."

Qin Yu: "..."

Funnel's words were echoed by everyone, and all the freshmen started to boo in an instant.

Qin Yu was irritated by their quarrel, and asked with a calm face, "I can choose anyone?"

Everyone thought this was just asking out of politeness, and all fools knew that they had to choose the weakest one to win back a victory.

He was tall and long-legged, and whenever he stood in front of anyone, he would be a dark shadow. The curly-haired man stared at his world-weary face without anger and self-importance, and nodded in a daze.

The watering can whispered to the ear of the funnel and sighed: "I never thought that the person who copied my dictation every day and asked me what page I was talking about would one day become the hope of our whole village."

As soon as the voice on this side fell, Qin An said calmly on the other side: "Who was the one who hung up the old team members and beat them? Stand up yourself."

Watering Can's legs softened, and he couldn't bear to look directly and fell backwards. The stunned team members hurriedly dragged him up behind him.

The corner of Funnel's mouth twitched, and he covered his face in grief: "I can't do it anymore, I feel like my wallet is bleeding."