The system takes me to pretend

Bai Wenling was ashamed and angry.

What does it mean to hurt others? Su Hao's words are really annoying.

Under Su Hao's teasing smile, she took the racket and ball, and walked slowly towards the hitting area.

The breeze blew over Bai Wenling's beautiful hair, bringing a fragrance, and the fragrance passed through the nostrils of everyone, making their bodies tremble involuntarily.

Not only the people around, but also the passers-by within ten meters nearby seemed to smell the tempting fragrance, and they couldn't help shaking their noses, showing expressions of enjoyment.

"Oh, beauty!" Bai Wenling appeared on the stage, making everyone at the booth brighten up.

The girl who made the pot before was either rotten watermelon or crooked winter melon. Although Zheng Shishi is not bad, compared with this Bai Wenling, it is really far behind.

Now that such an eye-catching beauty came here, it must be said that it was a shower of rain in summer, which was cool and heart-pounding.

Bai Wenling threw the ball into the air, and the eyes of the male onlookers followed.

Some people applauded non-stop, with high enthusiasm, and even wiped their saliva, as if seeing a new world.

A ball dropped and missed.

Everyone applauded: "Good!"

Another ball dropped, still missed.

Everyone applauded again: "Good!"

Three consecutive balls fell and missed.

Everyone gave a thumbs up: "Good!"

"What are you doing?" Bai Wenling wiped the sweat from his forehead with a dazed expression.

"so big!"

"so white!"

"So round!"

"Good... What a beautiful jasmine!"

Su Hao: "..."

The last one opened his mouth, he hasn't taken today's medicine.

Bai Wenling looked puzzled and looked at Su Hao: "What are they talking about?"

Seeing Bai Wenling's pure expression, Su Hao sighed slightly, leaned into her ear, and whispered a few words.

After hearing the words, Bai Wenling was stunned, her whole head turned red, she quickly pulled up her collar, shy and angry: "A bunch of perverted uncles, Su Hao, come and play."

As she spoke, she handed the racket to Su Hao, and gave the men around her a fierce look.

Everyone turned their heads guiltily, as if I didn't know anything.

Su Hao took the racket with a sigh, feeling a little bit of disbelief in his heart.

Wearing so little, but you have to play this kind of game that is easy to leak light, who is to blame?

Shrugging his shoulders, Su Hao took the racket in one hand and the ball in the other, and slowly stepped out.

Holding the racket, Su Hao scanned the last row of jars and saw small stones inside.

"The pots in the last row have the highest rewards, but the stall owner has tampered with the balls and the pots. Without some skill, it is impossible to knock down the pots..."

After pondering for a moment, he threw the ball into the air, and with one hand across, he jumped up in a heroic manner.

At this second, everyone only felt that a superstar who swept the stadium was about to hit a ball that shocked the audience.

"Boom!"

The sound of the ball hitting the human body suddenly sounded, and the thrown ball successfully moved away from Su Hao's racket and hit his head...

A group of crows flew silently over Su Hao's head, and the entire booth was surrounded by silence.

Everyone looked at the ball falling from the sky above Su Hao's head with astonishment.

Bai Wenling's small face flushed red, and she tried her best not to laugh out loud.

Su Hao touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

Since he was a child, he didn't like swinging rackets very much. He had never played badminton, table tennis and other items, so he was very unfamiliar with this kind of things.

Taking a deep breath, he threw the ball into the sky again, and then jumped up on the spot one by one, covering the whole field like a dark cloud covering the sun.

Zeng Ziyou could tell that Su Hao was going to make a real move with this shot, presumably with this shot, it must be...

"Snapped!"

"hiss……"

The sound of the racket hitting an object and the screams came out together. Su Hao swung the racket too hard, and when he swung the racket back, he slapped himself with the racket.

"Push!"

This time, Bai Wenling finally couldn't hold back, covered her mouth and giggled.

Zeng Ziyou also covered his face, unable to bear to look directly.

I really didn't expect that Su Hao could not swing a racket. This is completely inconsistent with the god-like Mr. Su in his imagination!
The onlookers were all speechless, and some even covered their eyes, unable to bear to look directly.

"That racket might have a mind of its own..."

"Haha, I won't help my younger brother when I go to the toilet, so I will obey you!"

"Could this be the legendary blind fight?"

………………

Everyone was really blinded by Su Hao's two goals. Su Hao is not here to hit the pot, he is obviously here to make a fool of himself!
Su Hao said to the owner of the booth next to him in embarrassment: "Boss, this racket is broken, please change it for me."

The stall owner was a little surprised when he saw this.

How much force did Su Hao use to break the racket's net?

Even though he was puzzled, he casually changed one for Su Hao.

To be honest, he didn't worry about whether Su Hao would hit the ball at all. Even if he could, Su Hao would at most knock down the jars in the front row and get some candy rewards.

As for the cans in the back row, he had done some special treatment before setting up the stall. He stuffed magnets into the cans and added magnets to the balls at the same time. The moment they are about to meet, they will be bounced off, making it impossible to touch at all.

In other words, it is impossible for any customer to swing the racket to knock down the rear row of jars.

Unexpectedly, just as the sneer in his heart fell, the scene that appeared in the next scene made him dumbfounded.

I saw Su Hao picked up the changed racket, stared at the ground suddenly, jumped high, and hit a ball gracefully.

There was a whistling sound, and it hit the second pot in the last row directly.

"Bang!"

The ball fell on the pot, making the pot feel as if it had been hit by a force of ten thousand uniformity, the whole body of the pot was sunken, and it was thrown far away.

"What?" The stall owner's expression changed drastically after witnessing this scene, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Su Hao took the ball he tampered with and hit the jars in the last row?

When the stall owner didn't know why, everyone around him was also shocked, their faces full of disbelief.

The person who couldn't even hit the ball in front not only successfully hit a ball just now, but also knocked down a certain jar in the last row with ease.

Changing a racket, there is such a showy operation?
"Wow, Su Hao, you're really amazing!" Bai Wenling was taken aback, and immediately clapped her hands with excitement.

"Maybe it's luck." Su Hao smiled.

In fact, the previous shot was controlled by him with the power of divine consciousness...

"Su Hao, what number ball is that, I'll go and see what the reward is." Zeng Ziyou asked with a smile while shaking his brows.

"number 23."

When Zeng Ziyou heard the words, he immediately ran to the prize redemption area.

"The reward corresponding to the 23rd is... um? Scared? This... this seems to be..."

When he saw the reward corresponding to jar No. 23, Zeng Ziyou's pupils shrank, and a fiery color flashed across his eyes.

The familiar cover, familiar faces, even those sexy lips... are so familiar!

This thing is a must-have for countless nerds, and it is an artifact to relieve loneliness every night.

"What is this?" Zheng Shishi stepped forward, glanced at No. 23 reward, with a dazed look on her face.

Barbie doll?

But it looks a little big, right?

Zeng Ziyou licked his lips, his eyes were erratic: "The carrier of protein, a must-have for homeboys, the strongest magic weapon for tens of thousands of single dogs to release stress at night..."

"What do you mean?"

"Simulation girlfriend, commonly known as a real doll!" Zeng Ziyou's eyes lit up, he didn't notice who was asking the question, he turned his head to look at the stall owner, and frowned: "Boss, is this real doll...realistic?" ?”

The boss was still immersed in the grief of Su Hao knocking down the jar, but a few old drivers next to him said meaningfully: "Little brother dei, don't worry, it's very realistic!"

"It's fine if it's realistic, but if it's not realistic, I don't want it." Zeng Ziyou gave a thumbs up, hooked the corner of his mouth, subconsciously wanting to get this reward.

But before he could make a move, a feeble fist hit his head directly.

"You... how could you want this kind of thing?" Zheng Shishi blushed all over her face at this time, obviously knowing what this real doll was for.

Zeng Ziyou hurriedly explained with a guilty expression: "Try, you misunderstood, I am not that kind of person, this is the reward for just hitting the jar, I just helped Su Hao receive the reward."

"You're talking nonsense, you just showed such an excited smile."

Zeng Ziyou coughed dryly: "I see girls laughing without clothes... Bah, I mean I was very happy to hit the pot and get a reward, so I laughed."

"You think I'll trust you, a hypocrite boy?"

Zeng Ziyou: "..."

Am I hypocritical?
Grass, I... I'm just honestly not obvious...

Because Zheng Shishi looked at him warily, Zeng Ziyou had no choice but to ask Su Hao to give up the reward to show his innocence.

"Brand new soft material, and it's still realistic, what a waste..." Zeng Ziyou reluctantly returned the jar to the boss, who almost laughed out of his teeth, his eyes full of resentment.

The old drivers also gloated for a while, expressing that they were helpless.

Seeing Zeng Ziyou's aggrieved face, Zheng Shishi couldn't bear it, and said with a blushing face, "Okay, if Su Hao can knock down the jars in the last row later, no matter what the reward is, he can claim it."

"Really?" Zeng Ziyou's eyes lit up.

Zheng Shishi said without hesitation, "I'm not a person who doesn't keep his word."

"Okay!" Zeng Ziyou nodded, his mouth twitched, and his eyes suddenly fell on the No. 24 jar.

The reward for this jar is a thick photobook of beach beauties...

In the eyes of most ordinary people, money is their motivation.

In the eyes of most nerds, pentakill is their pursuit day and night.

In Zeng Ziyou's eyes, small videos and slow motion with left and right hands are the foundation of their surviving to this day, because he firmly believes that traditional craftsmanship cannot be lost.

Now, there is a collection of photo albums of beach beauties waving to him, calling him strongly, and guiding him to take a step towards the door of traditional craftsmanship.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, they are just pictures of beauties and vulgar pictures of the world, but in Su Hao's eyes, they are the only way to release emotions at night.

Just imagine, when you hold the pure paper mined by natural carpentry in one hand, and the tall and straight monster in the other, and enjoy the silent night while observing the profoundness in the photo album, how wonderful it would be ?

As the saying goes, suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, hundreds of millions of elite soldiers are at hand!

After thinking about it, he rushed to Su Hao in two or three steps, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Su Hao glanced at him in astonishment: "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" Zeng Ziyou showed justice in his eyes.

Seeing this, Su Hao did not hesitate, and set his sights on the No. 23 jar.

Immediately, he threw the ball into the air, and the racket with his right hand suddenly bent...