Because of Beili's words, the next morning, six people came to Qingxue's opponent, Middle School, to report.

"Wow! Look! Those people!" "Wow! Beautiful girls!" "There are handsome guys!" This is the most common thing the six people have heard since entering .

"Don't do these boring things, just go to the tennis department!" Nan Ying said impatiently.

"Well, let's go!" Beili was also full of impatientness, but the training she had made her accustomed to not expressing her feelings easily.

Tennis Department

"Who is the minister?" Min Qixuan kicked open the door and asked in a tone of "I am the uncle!"

"I am, who are you? You dare to make trouble in the tennis department, you are very brave!" A brown-haired boy with pretty good looks (sorry, I didn't deliberately remember the supporting role) walked out, carrying a tennis racket on his shoulder, looking cool.

"It doesn't matter who we are! What's important is that your opponent tomorrow is Qingxue, right?" Nan Ying lost her usual playful and cute appearance. At this time, something called domineering lingered all over her body.

"So what?" the tennis minister said unhappily. He had already been very upset when he met Qingxue, and he also encountered someone who came to make trouble. "What do you care about?"

"You are very lucky. It was nothing to do with us, but we need to give them a 'meeting gift', so we can help you!" Lian Hen saw that Bei Li had no intention of speaking, so he stood up and explained.

"Help?" The minister was stunned for a moment, and then began to laugh "Hahahaha! Who do you think you are? Help? Can you help?"

"Then try." The emotional words were Beili. She hated being despised like this. If she had not used their "gift" to Qingxue people, would have ceased to exist when the ignorant person said the first sentence.

"Oh? Interesting, how to try?" The minister completely ignored the cold faces of the six people in Beili, and asked with great self-righteousness.

"Two wins in three games." She is still confident about Tan Zichen, the five people who have been learning tennis from her for half a year and are all geniuses. And this time, she is preparing to take action herself.

"Okay! If we lose, you will be fine in tomorrow's game. If you lose, you" the boy pointed his index finger straight at Beili with purple and white curly hair. "I'll be my girlfriend!"

"Interesting!" Beili's seductive eyes that turned purple because of the contact lenses narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up, bringing a perfect curve. Anyone who is familiar with Beili knows that such a smile means that she, Beili, is angry!

So, after Nan Ying and Lian Hen got rid of the two regular elections, Beili and the minister came on the stage.

"I hope that we won't use 'Taurus' and 'Scorpio' at the same time, otherwise, the minister will be happy!" Nan Ying prayed with concern, but the obvious gloating in her eyes attracted the contempt of the other four people.

Beili was angry! This is not just the smile just now, it can be seen from the fact that she played the "Taurus" as soon as she came on the court. So, under the raft of the angry "Tennis Witch", the minister spent the most difficult ten minutes of his life...

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Yingxue: The idea of ​​daring to hit my daughter is purely because she is desperate!
Chapter completed!