Chapter 959

Feng Xian came to the girls' dormitory downstairs and looked around, but he could not see Qianmiao's figure.

I sent her a message, but didn't reply, called, and I got through, but didn't answer.

The girls coming and going kept looking at him, talking while walking.

After a while, the phone went on.

"Hey, is it... Mr. Feng?"

This sound...is from Wei Wu.

"Where is Miaomiao?"

"I don't know, she came back and put down her things and went out. Maybe she went to the court."

Wei Wu said as she opened the door and went out to see.

I saw Feng Xian standing downstairs at a glance.

"Mr. Feng, why don't I go and look for you?"

"Need not."

After a light sentence, Feng Xian hung up the phone.

Wei Wu looked at the screen, and the word "string" on the top disappeared with the call interface.

She remembered Qianmiao's expression when she came back just now. She seemed calm, but in fact she was undercurrents, as if she had encountered something unhappy.

Moreover, when going to the sports field at this point, I probably want to relax.

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There are very few people in the sports hall to the west at this time.

When I walked to the door, I heard no noise, only the sound of the sneakers rubbing against the ground of the court, and, one after another, the rhythmic slap.

When I walked in, I saw a tall and thin figure holding a tennis racket in his hand and playing tennis with the wall net.

Each shot hit the target directly, and then the ball quickly bounced back and was shot by her again.

This is repeated without interruption.

The girl's slender arms kept waving a powerful beat, and a thin layer of sweat was covered with her fair face, which made her skin look more and more hydrated.

She seemed to have not noticed his approach, still focusing on the flying balls.

The seal string stood on the wall behind without disturbing it.

In this way, half an hour passed, Qianmiao was already sweating and panting.

She threw away the racket and walked to the side to pick up a bottle of water to unscrew.

At this time, a bottle that had been opened was handed over to the side.

She glanced lightly and asked casually: "You haven't returned yet?"

The voice was very calm and there was no emotion to hear.

But she didn't look at his face.

Feng Xian saw that she unscrewed a bottle of water and drank it, but she didn't pick him up, so she settled down her guess - she was angry.

Sulk.

"I'll take you back before leaving." He said.

Qianmiao put down the water, picked up the racket and turned around quickly: "No."

After breathing, she waved her beat again.

This time the strength is much heavier than just now, and the sounds are different.

Five minutes later, the tennis ball suddenly pierced the wall and fell into the other side.

Qianmiao gasped slightly and looked over.

At this moment, there was a sound of applause from the side.

"So amazing, Tang Qianmiao, you."

Three male classmates holding basketballs came over. They had just arrived. As soon as they arrived, they saw Tang Qianmiao playing basketball alone. There was a handsome man who was silent next to him. There was a faint worry in the man's eyes, and the atmosphere between them was subtle.

So, they stopped to look at it for a while, and after only watching for a while, they were impressed by Tang Qianmiao's football skills and couldn't help but applaud.

"What's the point of fighting alone? How about fighting with me for a round?" said a boy.

Qianmiao had nothing to do with it, throwing another racket to him.

The boys laughed and said, "If you lose, you have to treat us to dinner. If I lose, I will treat you to dinner. How about it?"
Chapter completed!