C88 (2/2)

The entire office was extremely chaotic, and there were piles of data and good sketches everywhere. Palaeo- Zimo hurriedly welcomed them into the office.

After entering, he didn't even know where to sit or whether to stand. He immediately introduced Han Luo to him, which made him look very good, and without saying much more, he began to flatter Han Luo.

When he patted Han Luo, he patted him and also took the initiative to ask Han Luo to join the ranks of the designs. Han Luo wanted to follow Duan Hong, but the latter wanted him to join the designs as well, so in the end, Han Luo could only agree to it and come over to study the common designs when she was free.

Duan Hong rejected Palaeo- Zimo's invitation to treat them to a meal and went to the dining hall with them. The chef from last time saw that Duan Hong had arrived and eagerly ran over to cook a table of sumptuous meals for them.

The taste was average, mainly because of the chef's intentions and determination to learn the fresh mushroom and gourd soup. Duan Hong once again took out a pen from Han Luo's bag, and wrote and painted on a piece of paper.

This time, he did not dare to open it as soon as he returned to the kitchen from the back. He waited until Duan Hong walked out of the school before opening it shakily, and when he saw that the paper was still blank, he became completely dumbstruck. He looked outside the window and did not speak for a long time, and after nearly an hour, the head chef finally turned his head around.

The chef's eyes watered as he finally understood what his teacher had said when he graduated.

During the entire serve, his two feet could only stand in the designated position and couldn't touch any other area. Duan Hong held the racket and rose up to the right end of the line, in his mind thinking about the important part of the serve for the players in the video.

Throwing the ball far away before it hit the ground, but Duan Hong didn't even manage to touch it on his first try.

The third ball went through the net, but due to Duan Hong's excessive force, the ball flew off the side.

Duan Hong made three mistakes in his third serve and three black lines appeared on his head. This was truly too shameful for his wife, who would have thought that she wouldn't even be able to catch a small ball. If that were the case, how could she receive a ball of milk in the future?

The blazing sun was like a fiery furnace, burning everything on the ground. In order to meet Xu Yong's challenge at three in the afternoon, Duan Hong returned to the rented room to change into his usual clothes. He felt that his monk shoes were much more comfortable than leather shoes.

Sitting on the sofa, he felt slightly anxious. What should I do?

How exactly did he play tennis when he had only heard of it before?

That little tramp San seemed very confident that he wouldn't lose, right?

Han Luo returned to her room and took out her notebook to connect to the internet. She found some related information and video and quickly downloaded them.

Han Luo tried her best to explain everything related to tennis to Duan Hong by the side. It was only after watching a few videos and detailed rules that Duan Hong was able to understand a little.

Looking at the time, it was already past one in the afternoon. It was time to leave, so he brought Han Luo and the other two to the Tank Academy and quickly rushed to the stadium.

The stadium was located on the east side of Eastern Avenue. On the afternoon, it was in good condition and in less than fifteen minutes, they had arrived at the stadium. At this time, Xu Yong was still in his future.

Duan Hong and Han Luo first rented a tennis house to practice their skills.

Duan Hong held onto his tennis racket and focused all of his attention on Han Luo who was dressed in tennis clothes.

His body was slightly bent, and the scenery under his skirt would appear from time to time, revealing his pink underwear. Duan Hong was immediately filled with joy, and immediately started to love the sport of tennis.

Han Luo wondered if Duan Hong was really lacking in terms of sports. Even if he was a complete novice, he still wouldn't be able to shoot the ball three times, right?

She could only take the ball and say, ”Boss, watch how I send you the ball. Remember, as long as you block the ball I send, and hit it over, you won't have to touch the net.”

Seeing Duan Hong nod his head, Han Luo first slapped the ball against the ground a few times, testing the elasticity and feeling of the ball. Then, he tossed lightly, and the moment the ball fell, he swung the racket.

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