Chapter 408 (1/2)

George Sheng's face is as usual: ”the game is professional service. If you want to exercise your neck, I'll ask the doorman to accompany you.”

Song Xi was depressed in his chest and his liver ached with anger.

Georges Sheng is right. She's here to practice. She swallows all her unhappiness. Song Xi holds the ball and says that she has the right to serve this time. It's her turn to show Georges Sheng some color.

With a quick swing, Song Xi makes a straight shot. The badminton goes straight in front of George Sheng. It's hard to catch at this angle. However, George Sheng doesn't move when he stands in the same place. As soon as he raises his hand, it seems that he doesn't use much force. The white ball immediately turns around and flies towards Song Xi's left rear.

Song Xi quickly stepped back. Because the distance was far away, she made great efforts to fight back. Georges Sheng was still standing in the same place, just like last time, with a slight twist of his elbow. This time, he used very little strength, the white ball head bouncing on the racket, no more, no less, just crossed the net.

Song Xi has tried his best to go back. His arm is as straight as possible. He almost falters. The moment the ball lands, it's like George Sheng stepping on her nerves.

George Sheng thought she would be angry, but she took a deep breath. It seemed that she knew that opening her mouth was also a slap in the face, so she put up with it.

That's what the game is like. Everyone is rushing to play from all kinds of tricky angles. If she can win one beat, she will never play two. As George Sheng said, if she wants to play golf, it's better to ask the gatekeeper to accompany her.

Song Xi holding the ball, even by George Sheng frustrated two, gas flame and Douyan climb together, hold the strength to let him also eat a hold.

But the reality is often unsatisfactory. Song Xi kept bending down to pick up the ball, serve and pick up the ball

In this way, Song Xi never uttered a word. This time, it's George Sheng's turn to murmur. Won't he be angry?

Think, Song Xi a fast ball, George Sheng can buckle her, but temporarily changed his mind, wrist a pick, give her a high ball.

Song Xi raised his head and quickly stepped back. He tried to give a diagonal straight line ball. He was afraid that Georges Sheng would tune her, so he immediately went back to the front court. Unexpectedly, Georges Sheng was a high ball again, and Song Xi ran back. After two times, Georges Sheng was reluctant to give up. It was pitiful to see her running all over the court.

So he deliberately released the water and made a soft note. Song Xi is like an eagle. Don't give her a chance. With a jerk, the white ball quickly crossed the net and smashed at the foot of George Sheng.

George Sheng thought that she would relieve her anger. Seeing Song Xi standing in the same place, he looked at him without good eyes and asked in a voice, ”why do you release the water?”

George Sheng didn't want to admit it, but when he said it, he calmly replied, ”we are not the same level.”

The most exciting words are just like this. Song Xi understands this, but it's still disturbing.

If you want to fight back, what others say is the truth. If you want to accept it calmly, you can't do it.

Song Xi stands in the same place for a few breaths, and suddenly steps to the side chair. Georges Sheng looks at her back. She goes to take off her coat, jeans, snow boots and a black heart collar shirt.

While wriggling his arm, he walked to the field. Song Xi found a step for himself: ”it's uncomfortable to wear a coat. You want to force me to be serious.”

For the first time, George Sheng didn't expose her. He just said, ”come on.”

Song Xi is hot. He rolls up his sleeve and holds a badminton. From the beginning, he is furious. Georges Sheng puts half of the water and presses her to death without one or two strokes, but it's hard to catch every stroke. Song Xi runs all over the court, but Georges Sheng almost stands in the same place.

After playing for 20 minutes in a row, Georges Sheng took the initiative and said, ”have a rest first.”

He steps to the rest chair, but Song Xi squats down and picks up a bottle of water. George Sheng turns to look at her. Song Xi's beautiful goose face is red, squatting, and her arms are weak. Because her waist is bent, her full upper body is pressed on her legs. From George Sheng's point of view, you can see the snow-white and deep gully under her collar.

Two seconds later, George Sheng turned off the bottle cap and drank water.

”It's revealed.”