The Salted Fish Life of a Superman

Chapter 202 Waiting For Me At The End
In the next game, Teacher Mo's situation can be described as despair.

No matter how fierce his offense is, Future will always appear in the most correct position like a ghost, drag the ball up perfectly, and give it to Su Xiaobai to counterattack.

What's even more weird is that the balls played by this novice, Su Xiaobai, are terrific. They are either fast and fierce, or have tricky angles. It must be so precise.

For a moment, Mr. Mo began to doubt life. Could it be that Su Xiaobai is really talented, the legendary king of tennis?
On the other hand, Mr. Mo, it was a disaster. With Liu Xuelai, a burden who can't play, he had to contract the attack and counterattack of the whole audience by himself.

In order to catch some balls with tricky angles, Teacher Mo did not hesitate to fly to save them, and fell to the ground in disgrace. He even bumped into Liu Xuelai once, knocking her down too.

In this kind of competition with sisters, the focus is on making the girls happy, but the result is actually secondary.Even if you lose badly, as long as you play comfortably during the process.

If Mr. Mo was smarter, he should have dragged all the balls he received to Liu Xuelai, no matter whether the counterattack was beautiful or not, just lick and boast hard and it would be over.

A woman is a creature with soft ears. Even if her golf skills are really bad, she will think that she is very good when she licks and licks her. When talking and laughing, her emotions will naturally rise.In the middle of it, some light-hearted jokes were added to cheer her up, and she held her hand to help correct her posture, which naturally developed into a more intimate physical contact, bringing the relationship further.

But Mr. Mo was angry with the future, he took winning and losing very seriously, and he had to do the defense and counterattack by himself, leaving Liu Xuelai aside, like a wooden person, she would only feel like a burden, and Mr. Mo despised her.

In this way, Teacher Mo and Liu Xuelai became two extremes, one was exhausted and the other had nothing to do.

Amidst the laughter of the students, Liu Xuelai couldn't bear it no matter how good her temper was, she walked to the sidelines and put the racket on the ground, and said lightly: "Mr. Mo, I'm tired, let's play next time."

Teacher Mo's eyes turned dark with anger, damn, I'm desperately trying to save the ball just to win this game, so why don't you just stop playing?

Although Liu Xuelai is just a decoration, dispensable, but without her in the doubles, Group A will automatically lose.Without her participation, it would be meaningless to win the future even if a student is temporarily brought up.

Although Teacher Mo had resentment in his heart, he still had the self-consciousness of being a suitor. It was impossible to get angry at the goddess, but he said nicely, "Okay, let's play again next time, and I will take you to the canteen to buy something to drink!"

"It's okay, I'm not thirsty, I'm going back to the office first." Liu Xuelai picked up her personal belongings, ignored Teacher Mo, and left silently.

Seeing that Mr. Mo can't lick the dog's house, let alone how happy he will be in the future, the smile on his face is so cheap.

The referee waved the flag: "Since the players in Group A have abstained, Group B wins."

"Yeah! We won!" Su Xiaobai's eyes smiled into a crescent, and he threw himself into Future's arms happily, rubbing his little head against his chest, so excited for a moment that he forgot whether the teachers and students were teaching or not. Dear.

Seeing that some students started to take pictures and record videos, fearing that they would make big news in the future, they hurriedly took Su Xiaobai's hand, bouncing around with her in circles, the movements of both parties seemed more like celebration than hugging, and they pretended to be excited while turning Howling with ghosts and wolves, like a primary school student.

Su Xiaobai's eyes shone with anticipation, and a sweet smile appeared on his cheeks: "Teacher, it's really fun to play with you. Wait for the 800-meter race. Can you come and cheer for me?"

Future smiled and said: "That must be, if you can't run anymore, the teacher will run with you by the side."

"Enen! It's a deal!" Su Xiaobai glanced at his watch, grabbed Future by the sleeve, and dragged him to the playground, "Sister Luo's hurdles will start soon, hurry up, let's cheer for her! "

Due to the number of people and the competition system, there is no preliminaries for the men's 110-meter hurdles and women's 100-meter hurdles in the school sports meeting.

Rocky's two groups can be called the death group. Not only is there the only female hurdler from the school team in the same group, but there are also teachers in several classes who think the same as Future. The girls with the fastest runners in the class were all arranged, which directly caused the intensity of competition to soar.

Rocky was wearing tight track pants, his white legs were exposed, his thighs were beautiful and round, his calves were slender and slender, his delicate ankle bones were sharp and angular, and he was very chic under the sun.

While warming up, Rocky subconsciously scanned the crowd, as if looking for a certain figure, but he couldn't find it.

Her eyes dimmed, and she said to herself: "It's a pity that I practiced for nearly 20 hours in two days on weekends, and I didn't even look at it. Hmph, then I won't run."

She was just about to go to the referee to abstain, when the sound of running was accompanied by the voice of the future: "Oh oh oh, I finally caught up!"

Rocky turned his head and saw Su Xiaobai running all the way in the future, and said nervously: "Little Rocky, the teacher is here! Are you nervous? Don't be afraid, just do your best, the teacher believes in you!"

Rocky was stunned for a while, then snorted: "There's nothing to be nervous about, don't be nervous. It's just that I practiced too hard on the weekend, and my legs are a little sore."

"Oh! You child, why are you practicing so hard, don't you understand the principle of recharging your energy? Come, come, let me massage you."

Because I washed Rocky's feet during the last autumn outing, Future subconsciously didn't hide much, so he squatted down and began to rub her legs.

Rocky didn't have such rough nerves in the future, and the girl's legs were so sensitive that she backed away in fright, "Ah, what are you doing?!"

At this moment, the boys around were blown away:
"Future! Dare to touch Goddess Rocky's leg, do you really want to die?!"

"Punch the future, I'll give you a hundred, there's no limit! Is there anyone rushing?!"

"Report! Let's all report to the teaching office!"

"Kill him! It's not a pity to die in the future!"

"Get out of the future! Get out of the future! Get out of the future!"

"Scholar's business, how can you call it touching? That's massage!." Amidst the swearing, Future couldn't argue with each other, and was beaten and kicked off the track by a group of students.

When the future was driven away, suddenly, he felt a tight tie on his chest, and his whole body was dragged back backwards. Rocky grabbed the tie of the future, tiptoed to his ear, and the warmth from his red lips was refreshing. Yang Yang smiled sweetly in a voice that only he could hear: "Wait for me at the end."

(End of this chapter)