While the spirit game is in progress

The ponytail who was still a little confused at the side immediately questioned Ye Dill: "How is it possible! It can't do that!"

The short-haired girl also echoed: "That's right, it's been helping us all along, how could it be possible to deliberately avoid my racket!"

Ye Dill did not argue with the short-haired girl and the ponytail, but just stared at the rolling tennis balls on the ground.

She had been observing very carefully just now, making sure that she was not mistaken.

The tennis ball only fell about a centimeter, and it just happened to rub against the racket. The distance is too small, and it is easy to ignore it if you don't keep staring at it.

Both the short-haired girl and the ponytail were too happy to notice this detail.

Seeing that Ye Dill didn't answer, the short-haired girl became anxious immediately, and she said loudly, "Speak up! What do you mean by that?"

Ponytail shouted: "That's right, what do you mean? Can't we see that we can win?"

They were just immersed in the joy of winning immediately, so how could they be willing to believe in this result.

"Why do you ask me?" Ye Dill asked back, "If you want to know whether it's true or not, you can just ask tennis balls and you'll know?"

She knew they didn't want to believe it, but she had no obligation to explain it to them.

Especially if they have a bad attitude.

The short-haired girl and the ponytail were stunned for a moment, then subconsciously lowered their heads to look at the tennis ball that was already bouncing in the direction of the yellow hair.

Hearing someone mentioning himself, the tennis ball paused, and then a cheerful voice rang out: "That's right, I was the one who accelerated the fall just now."

It answered quite frankly, without any guilt or embarrassment.

Hearing the tennis confession, both the short-haired girl and the ponytail were stunned.

"Why...why?" the short-haired girl stammered and asked, "Aren't you going to help us score?"

"I never said that I want to help you score." The tennis ball jumped into the yellow hair's hands, "I always said before, 'I want to ensure the fairness of the game'."

Hearing this sentence, the yellow hair who had been stunned for a long time came back to her senses. She stared at the tennis ball in her hand and asked, "So you mean, didn't you really want to target us by what you did before?"

The eyes with the silver studs on the side were fixed on the tennis ball, and all their attention was focused on their ears, for fear that they might mishear a word.

"I've always said it very clearly," Tennis asked puzzledly, "How could you have such a misunderstanding? I don't need to specifically target someone."

Silver earrings: "..."

Yellow hair: "..."

They added so many points to their opponents one after another before, but everyone would think that tennis is targeting them, right?

Now she pretends to be more innocent than them.

Short-haired girl: "..."

Ponytail: "..."

Tennis actually said it was a misunderstanding?

But all the previous performances were obviously favoring them, so why did it become a misunderstanding?

"Okay, okay, the game continues," the tennis ball rolled in the yellow-haired hand, urging, "Hurry up and serve."

The yellow hair glanced at the silver earrings, and they both saw a glimmer of hope rising from each other's eyes.

If tennis is really not aimed at them deliberately, then they still have a chance to win!

Thinking of this, the yellow hair swept away his previous decadent look, and assumed a standard serving posture.

As long as she can hit this ball, it will prove that tennis has not deceived her, and she will always give it a try.