I heard that there is someone on the anchor

Chapter 16 Hai Hai!I'll wipe your hands~

Until the breakfast was finished, Zuo Weiwei could not ask any more words about Hai Fei from Zuo Tu.

That secretive attitude was too suspicious.

The leftist killed him without mentioning the past.I'm tired of asking, so I just say flatly, "A little girl who weighs a hundred catties doesn't need to know so much."

Zuo Weiwei blurted out: "Then can I care about my sister-in-law?"

Zuo Tu watched her silent for three seconds, doubt and surprise flashed across her handsome face.

Only then did Zuo Weiwei realize what she said, her cheeks flushed, and she muttered uncomfortably: "Yes, I just care..."

The voice of speaking became smaller and smaller, until it was almost inaudible at last, Zuo Weiwei ended the topic with a small hum.

In fact, she especially avoided mentioning Zuo Tu's high school days. Almost ten years have passed, and that was the last thing she wanted to recall in her life.

The leftist drove to a private stadium.He didn't have any special schedule today, he just made an appointment to play golf.

In winter, it is best if you can have a hearty exercise.

A tennis ball jumped over the net and fell through the air, bouncing and rolling aside.

Zuo Weiwei stood by the tennis court with her hands on her knees, her hair on both sides of her forehead was soaked.

"Don't fight anymore." Zuo Weiwei walked to the sidelines with a wave of her hand, scooped up water and gulped down half a bottle.

Xiao Lang, who was acting as the referee, jumped down from the referee's seat and said with a smile, "Weiwei is not physically strong, let me do it."

Zuo Weiwei covered her face with a towel, "Whatever you want."

Xiao Lang and Zuo Tu are the same age, they have known each other since childhood, and founded Changfeng five years ago.

Changfeng's full name is Shanghai Changfeng Media Culture Development Co., Ltd. Its business scope includes e-sports industry (events, online platform operations, media, etc.) and entertainment marketing industry (artists, celebrity endorsements, advertising and mobile Internet marketing).

At the beginning, [-] million funds were injected into Changfeng by the Left-style Foundation. In recent years, Watermelon has also cooperated with Changfeng to take over the live broadcast rights of large and small events.

The two men were chatting and laughing, and there were voices coming from the door. It sounded like there were quite a few people.

The left player stopped serving the ball, he happened to be facing the door, and when he looked up, he saw a few tall and thin teenagers walking in.

The spirit was a little listless, all of them looked like they had been exposed to the sun in summer, and the few behind were still yawning, their heads were lowered and their eyes were slightly squinted, as if they could fall asleep while walking.

The door on the third floor of the arena is not big, and one by one walked in, a bit like students queuing up.

The one who spoke was the fifth one who came in. He was a little chunkier and looked a little older than the previous ones.

"Hurry up, don't block the roads, and show me the sun at eight or nine o'clock in Shanghai after living for such a long time!"

Zhou Zeqi loudly urged this group of Internet addicted teenagers, like a donkey with a whip, he dug them out of bed one by one this morning.

Thinking about today's Saturday, and just a few days before the New Year's Eve, there are not many people in the arena, so if I pull them out for activities, I'm afraid that they will all be petrified in front of the computer one by one.

"Don't dawdle, I begged grandpa to sue grandma for tens of thousands of funds to buy the equipment for you, and there is a layer of dust in there, and I haven't seen any of you use it."

Zhou Zeqi sank into his dantian with anger: "I'm just asking you if you are guilty or not!"

Gao Lele couldn't bear it and covered his ears, "Wow, Brother Zhou, please stop talking." Even if he slept in Brother Hai's house, he couldn't escape.

Zhou Haiqi also frantically brought Brother Hai over, calling it an ABC outdoor one-day tour.

"Your grandma is a mallet, why did you swim to the arena?" Baotou, who was walking in the front, murmured softly.

"Shh, don't let Fatty Zhou hear it, it's a trivial matter to pull you into the dark room." Hu Xiaobing, who was walking in the second, kindly reminded.

After the group came in, there was no follow-up movement. Hu Xiaobing and Baotou sat down on the rest chair by the side of the field, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"No, I don't go to bed until five o'clock, I don't care if you let me sleep for a while..." Baotou said halfway, he put his hat on his head, closed his eyes, and within half a minute, he started snoring.

Hu Xiaobing: "..."

Zhou Zeqi yelled and yelled, and three of them stood on the sidelines and started warming up exercises, Hai Fei, Gao Lele and Jiang Bulong.

Jiang Bulong frowned: "Actually, I don't know how to play tennis."

"Neither do I, Brother Hai played well." Gao Lele stretched lazily, turned to Hai Fei and said, "Isn't it Brother Hai?"

But he found that Brother Hai's eyes had been on the opposite court.

???

Jiang Bulong also looked over. He was the second youngest in the team, but he was the most honest. After watching it, he said blankly, "Eh? That man looks familiar."

Gao Lele blinked vigorously, thinking that it was useless to look through the net. Isn't that tall man in gray sportswear 50 meters away knocking his mother on the left?

Such a coincidence?

Hai Fei was also taken aback when he saw it, and quickly recovered, as if nothing had happened, and continued his warm-up exercise.

He didn't pay attention when he entered the door, he just felt that someone on the opposite side was looking at him, and it turned out to be a very beautiful girl, her eyes were not malicious, they were mostly scrutinizing.

Haifei 5.2 has good eyesight and can still see the word "Shock" written on her face.

Subconsciously, she felt familiar, and only later saw the left player standing in the middle of the court.

It's siblings, they look so much alike.

Jiang Bulong stared at the left apprentice for another two seconds, finally remembered, and almost uttered a sound, turned his head and said silently: "Isn't that so and so?"

Gao Lele nodded quietly. Before going to bed last night, they had a lively discussion about the "live broadcast room accident" in the small group of four.

The things about Hai Fei and Zuo Tu on the Internet are messy, mysterious and confusing.

Let’s take the story of Zuo Tu playing Ocean’s Heart in the live broadcast room. It was rumored that Zuo Tu was proposing to Hai Fei.

Indeed, poverty limits the imagination of the masses.

Why don't you think about Zuo Tu brushing the heart of the ocean, it's all because the heart of the ocean is the most expensive gift.

Seeing that Zuo Tu didn't serve the ball for a long time, Xiao Lang turned his head curiously. Who was Zuo Tu watching so intently?

He saw the best growing one among the wilting seedlings at a glance, and Xiao Lang was delighted. Isn't this Hai Fei?

Holding the racket with his left bare hand and turning it around, Xiao Lang smiled maliciously. He cut the serve and almost hit Xiao Lang in the face.

The ball was five centimeters away from Xiao Lang's face, and Xiao Lang dodged it in a dangerous way. He could even feel the air current brought up by the high-speed movement of the tennis ball past his ears.

When the ball landed, Xiao Lang was still in shock, and his eyes signaled, "Brother, are you so cruel?"

Zuo disciple smiled at him.

Xiao Lang reluctantly raised his hand to express his surrender.

Seeing that Xiao Lang was honest, the leftist went to the side and put down the racket, picked up the towel and hung it around his neck, and walked straight towards Haifei with a bottle of water in his hand.

The author has something to say:

Irresponsible Little Theater:

Zuo disciple was excited: "Haihai, here I come! Are you happy?"

Haifei took a step back: "Don't come here, you smell of sweat."

Zuo disciple: "...do you not love me anymore?"

Let's reveal the secrets in the next chapter hahahaha I didn't catch up.

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