Fall in love and save the world

The next day, the British team will arrive as scheduled. Both sides are looking forward to this training match. There are only a few countries in the world that can compete with the British team, and China happens to be one of them.

"How did it feel to be drilled by the coach for so long yesterday?"

In the bathroom, they washed their hands side by side, preparing for the match, Fang Yining asked casually.

Shen Mo snorted coldly, and replied: "Shouldn't you know better than me? Captain?"

The coach originally wanted them to have a good time, but they knocked on the door and said they wanted to practice. The coach would naturally not refuse, so the two of them went through a night of devil training. If it is an actual combat, it just happened to be verified today.

Just when both of them were full of confidence, the sound of two heavy footsteps gradually approached, followed by English speaking with a London accent.

"Tsk, the coach insisted on letting us play. Seriously, wouldn't it be good to just go on the bench to deal with these yellow-skinned monkeys? We are here to make money, so what if we get injured? There will be games when we return home." The arrogance in his tone made the new students unhappy.

"Keep your voice down, it won't be good if people hear you." A person lowered his voice and advised.

"Cut, it's no wonder these low-IQ yellow-skinned monkeys can understand."

Along with their footsteps, the sound also slowly disappeared.

And the corners of Shen Mo's mouth curled up slightly after washing his hands in the bathroom, the opportunity came.

Then the expression on his face changed, the face who had been chatting with Fang Yining just now was as black as charcoal.

Such an obvious change, even Fang Yining could feel it, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to take you to the infirmary to have a look? At worst, today's training match will not be played."

After eating and living together for a few days, Fang Yining got to know Shen Mo a little bit, and he stretched out his hand to help his arm in fear that he would force himself.

The sudden concern made Shen Mo speechless. Looking at Fang Yining who was completely unresponsive, he couldn't help asking: "Didn't you hear what those two foreigners said just now?"

"I'm very bad at foreign languages. Every time I go abroad to play a game, I have to be translated. Even the coach, a foreign language genius, can't help me." Fang Yining had nothing to hide, and frankly said that he didn't understand.

But he was even more curious about what those two foreigners said, that they could make Shen Mo angry like this. Although this man looks fierce, he is actually quite arrogant. He doesn't bother playing violent tennis when facing those who are not strong enough, and hugs Shen Mo every day. From three or four thick-covered English books, he is a very knowledgeable person who speaks well and keeps his mouth shut.

"Did they say something nasty?"

Seeing that he looked completely out of the ordinary, Shen Mo couldn't help but start grinding his teeth, "No." These two words were almost pinched out of his throat.

Seeing that he didn't want to say that Fang Yining didn't intend to ask, or that he didn't look like he was all right, I hope that today can end peacefully.

However, his idea was destined to fail, because Shen Mo heard the familiar voice again after finishing his wristbands.

"Ah, it's so hot here, it's annoying."

"Say a few words less."

Shen Mo, who is particularly sensitive to voices, subconsciously looked in their direction, with sharp and penetrating eyes.

Not to mention Fang Yining beside him, even those two people felt Shen Mo's gaze.

"Although I don't know what they said, but today is a training match so don't cause trouble." Fang Yining tugged at his sleeve, signaling him to be more discreet, and don't look like he's about to hit someone.

"Hmph." Shen Mo pulled back his sleeves, and turned his attention to the playing field again.

The current match is doubles number one, and the scene can still be played back and forth. There is no obvious disadvantage, and there is not much advantage. The score between the two sides is very tight.

The game is a three-set best-of-two system, and the two sides are tied one to one, entering the tie-break.

Fang Yining, who was more experienced, looked at the situation on the field and shook his head, "Qiancheng and the others lost."

Such a sudden sentence made Shen Mo look sideways.

"Oh? How can you see it?"

"Look at the positions of the two foreigners, and then look at the positions of Qian Cheng and the others. Their positions are obviously a little behind, but Qian Cheng and the others cooperate tacitly and barely make up for this shortcoming. Otherwise, it would be impossible to fight. It’s the tie-break. It’s just that the two British guys deliberately played a corner kick to make them exhausted. Now they have little energy left, and they have discovered the problem themselves now, but it’s too late to change it.”

After Fang Yining finished speaking, he turned his head to look at him, and found that he was sitting on a chair biting his thumbnail, thinking about something.

The appearance is still a bit cute, but it doesn't match his original appearance, Fang Yining stared at him and thought so.

Shen Mo didn't care about Fang Yining's gaze. After carefully observing the situation for a while, he found that it was indeed as he said, "You know them very well."

Fang Yining was a little unhappy when he heard this, "Hey, although I have been reduced to doubles now, I am also a captain. I know all your information very well, and I can't be more familiar with the ones I am familiar with, including your little ones. I know the habit."

Shen Mo obviously didn't believe it, turned his head and asked, "You know mine too?"

"We are in doubles. Among these players, I know you the most. Shen Mo, Scorpio, 21 years old, male, good at left-handed racket, likes to beat hundreds of games with one effort, often because of physical ability Due to limitations, most of the time is spent playing technical tennis, thoughtful and irritable..."

Before Fang Yining could finish speaking, Shen Mo covered his mouth, "You know a lot." Shen Mo's eyes narrowed and his expression was a little scary. If you change the background, most people would believe that he is a big brother of the underworld.

But how could Fang Yining, who had lived with him for so long, be frightened by him, gently pushed his hand away, "I repeat, we are doubles." The firmness in his eyes made Shen Mo silent for a moment.

"Of course I know, you don't need to repeat it so many times." He broke his hand from Fang Yining's and said with a firm mouth.

Fang Yining was about to say something, the result had already come out on the court, and the difference of two goals made them miss the victory.

However, the two foreigners in the field were quite friendly, and they extended their hands to Qian Cheng. Yang Haofan shook hands and said, "You are very strong, and it was very difficult for us to win the victory from you."

"Thank you for the compliment, but you are obviously stronger than us."

The next step is to manage the time of commercial bragging, which is not nutritious at all.

But after the two of them played doubles, it was their turn. They took out the racket from the backpack and started to warm up. It was just that during the warm-up, the eyes kept staring at the racist Brit, and they decided to go on the court and blow them up!

That's right, those two foreigners are also No. [-] in doubles, and they hit Shen Mo's arms, how could he let go of this opportunity.