[Zhang Jike] Unexpected

When he was promoted to university, Qin Moyi chose journalism as his major.

She has no distractions in school and actively acquires knowledge. Every winter and summer vacation, she will go to the same news agency for an internship.

Although it is a little hard to imagine, she does rely on her own strength, hangs the job card of an intern reporter, and occupies a place for her own news agency among the wide range of people interviewing the National Table Tennis Team.

The referee signaled the start of the match. Qin Moyi was dressed in a light purple professional suit, waiting calmly on the sidelines.

On the table, the same white ball bounced back and forth, she was a little dazed, and her thoughts gradually rose.

I still remember the first time I officially interviewed the game. Qin Moyi's interviewee was Xu Xin, who was known as the "blind monk" on the court.The game that day was not a big competition, and there were not many news agencies that came to cover it, so the existence of her acquaintance was particularly prominent.

Just after leaving the game, Xu Xin wiped his sweat with a towel while walking towards the interview area with downcast eyes.

He lost.

I originally thought that no one would care about me, but I never thought about it.

The black microphone head came into view, he looked up, and was facing Qin Moyi's gentle smiling face.

That was the only one willing to interview him.

Although it is "one of our own".

Subconsciously, Xu Xin felt relieved, "Pick me? Are you not afraid to go back and be scolded by the boss?" He smiled, trying to hide his frustration.

"Will not."

The girl looked directly at him with clear eyes.

"Xu Xin, your candy bar allows me to see the future glory of Chinese men's table tennis."

As a person who knows the future well, Qin Moyi said so.

Probably because her attitude was too sincere, Xu Xin blinked slowly, amused, "You think so highly of me?"

"Of course." Qin Mo blinked his right eye at him, and lowered his voice, "After all, I learned my penhold shooting from you."

Hey, co-authors are boasting about themselves.

The frustration of losing the game gradually faded away, Xu Xin adjusted her mentality, "Come on, just ask any questions, I will give you an exclusive according to the situation."

"Then thank you in advance."

After making a polite bow, Qin Mo returned to the subject and started asking questions in the order he had prepared.

Xu Xin was very cooperative and the interview went smoothly.

When the end was coming to an end, Qin Moyi noticed that the interviewee suddenly looked out of the camera.

In the picture captured by the camera, Xu Xin raised his eyebrows and smiled at a place that the camera couldn't capture. He was charming and provocative, full of provocation. Seeing this, Qin Moyi and the camera teacher couldn't help being curious, and looked in the direction together.

One of the players in the last game is Zhang Jike.

At this time, the man was constantly casting death stares at them by warming up.

The vinegar jar was overturned again.

Still a familiar recipe.

But this time, Xu Xin, who had grown up a lot, didn't rush to get rid of the relationship as before. On the contrary, under Zhang Jike's helpless gaze, he took a big step arrogantly and approached Qin Moyi.

Oh, what can you do with me?

Xu xxj Xin almost shook his head.

The fist hardened, and Zhang Jike licked his back molars.

you wait for me.

He turned cold and snapped his knuckles hard.

"..."

The two big men exchanged glances across the air, and Qin Mo even felt a little redundant for a moment.

The smile pulled her back to reality.

At the end of the game, the referee raised his left hand to signal the left side to score.

Yes!

There was a low growl full of desire from the field.

As soon as Qin Mo moved his stiff feet, his eyes were full of that heroic figure.

Immediately afterwards, the man strode forward, restrained his fierce aura on the field, raised his hands and blew a kiss at her.

With such great strength, the lips became bloodshot visible to the naked eye, turning bright red.

The joking boos around became louder and louder, pouring into Qin Moyi's ears, shaking her heart like a deer.

Zhang Jike has always been like this, without embellishing his enthusiasm for her.

Obviously disobedient, but willing to suppress nature for himself.

So, how could she be willing to let go.