The central air-conditioning was turned on in the room, but as the waves of sound increased, the temperature kept rising, and all the men on the field were sweating profusely.
Yan Han made a long-range shot, and the atmosphere was pushed to a high level for the first time. The little girl next to him really continued to exert force, and her throat was about to burst.
"Let me go, this woman was hired by my father, right?" Li Ying sighed.
Song Xiang was amused and infected by the girl, and kept slapping the inflatable rod in her hand.
On the field, the score was still far apart. After the severe cold, Bo Siyan and Li Jinchuan cooperated and scored two goals in a row. The white team just took a breath and immediately became nervous again.
"Tsk, these guys are so shameless." Wang Fuxue couldn't help but sigh.
Song Xiang scanned the field. The red team was indeed strong. In addition to Bo Siyan and Li Jinchuan, there was also someone she didn't know. He was very skilled in grabbing the ball and had great control over the field. He looked like a practicing master.
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She kept staring at Yan Han's figure, and halfway through, she couldn't help but stand up again.
"Stern Han! Come on!!"
The sound floated across the entire venue, and once again the entire venue was silent.
Song Xiang was dumbfounded and didn't know what kind of operation this was. It seemed like there was a switch under her butt. As soon as she got up, the mute skill would be triggered for the whole audience.
The next second, the atmosphere in the whole place was ablaze, as if they had been rehearsed, they shouted "Stern Han" three times in unison, with the sound getting louder and louder, making people's hearts beat faster.
On the field, Yan Han received the joking looks from the people around him, and the smile in his eyes deepened. Sweat fell from his cheeks, and he gasped, which added a bit of masculine charm.
"Cheer up, everyone, it's not just Li Han who has a woman, everyone above is watching!"
Li Jinchuan shouted something, deliberately stimulating the emotions of the people on the field.
Sure enough, after three "severe cold" sounds, a voice emerged from the sky.
"Yu Tianyu! Can you do it? If not, don't hold back!!!"
puff--
The whole audience burst into laughter.
Yu Tianyu was not good at this kind of strenuous exercise. He was completely pushed to the top. Stimulated by Wang Fuxue above, his adrenaline surged. He even surpassed Li Jinchuan and swatted the ball in Gong Shiheng's hand.
Unfortunately, someone stopped me midway.
A sigh of relief.
Above, Song Xiang saw Wang Fuxue curling her lips and couldn't help but say to her, "At least give him some encouragement, otherwise he will die of frustration."
Wang Fuxue clicked her tongue, and imitated Song Xiang's behavior just now, standing up and shouting Yu Tianyu's name to the court.
Sure enough, the crowd was very considerate and repeated the call three times, giving Yu Tianyu enough time to arrange a face.
The men on the court are all fine men, and they grasp the scale just right. Yu Tianyu lived up to expectations, jumped up and made a beautiful layup.
The white team scores.
Song Xiang and others stood up together and cheered.
The first half continued nervously, watching the time pass by minute by second.
"Can you do cheerleading?" Wang Fuxue suddenly poked Song Xiang.
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment, realizing what she meant.
"Skip in school."
"Then go change clothes quickly!"
"No, no, no!" Song Xiang waved his hands repeatedly. He had not danced for too long. It would be too embarrassing if he made a mistake.
"What's wrong? My father's health bar is almost at its bottom. Come up and give him some blood during the middle of the game. Otherwise, we won't be able to play in the second half!" Li Ying stretched out her hand to pull Song Xiang.
Song Xiang's scalp went numb as she remembered that the cheerleading outfits were all worn by little girls.
Being pulled by Li Ying to get off the stage from the side, she couldn't even hide.