Chapter 292 Oh! Forget that Nuobao can't bless casually
Gu Nuoer took the lead in shouting, giving courage to those girls who wanted to cheer for Ye Siming but didn't dare!
They all echoed the princess's voice, and each one was louder than the other!
In the end, it turned into Gu Nuoer's voice yelling: "Ye Siming!"
The other ladies immediately responded: "We must win!"
The scene is like the drums beaten during a war, very rhythmic.
Ye Siming took the time to turn his head and look at the stage.
Gu Nuoer's small figure was like a little spring butterfly, standing there with infinite vitality holding a red banner.
Ye Siming slowed down, raised his thin lips, and smiled at Gu Nuoer.
Jiang Xiaoran looked on in shock: "Si Ming, be careful!"
Ye Siming didn't even look back, but turned his head slightly to avoid the ball that had just been kicked.
The opponent knew that Ye Siming was difficult to deal with, so he wanted to hit him with the ball.
But I didn't expect that Ye Siming could avoid it when he was distracted.
People on the field:......
Over in the stands, the girls, led by Gu Nuoer, gave out an even louder roar of support.
Some even say——
"Did he just laugh? It's really strange that Mr. Ye can laugh!"
"He must be smiling at me! The direction he is looking is right here!"
"Stop being so smug, does he know who you are?!"
Ye Siming glanced at Gu Nuoer.
If he agrees to eat sweets, he will definitely win.
I just don’t know if the little thing has a sore throat if he shouts so loudly?
Ye Siming thought this, turned around and continued to participate in the competition.
What no one expected was that since the ladies in the stands cheered for Ye Siming in full swing.
The red team has been unable to score a goal.
He even saw that the ball was about to be kicked into the hole in the net, but it could only miss the edge and fly out directly.
Or, when the ball reaches the red square's feet, it becomes extremely slippery and runs around.
Only when you are at Ye Siming's feet will you be obedient!
The blue team, represented by Ye Siming, was actually far ahead.
Gu Nuoer opened her watery eyes and looked attentively.
Seeing this situation, she probably thought of something.
He suddenly covered his mouth with his little hand and blinked his long eyelashes innocently: "Oh! I forgot that Nobao can't bless me casually..."
Is this kind of competition fair?
The little guy was sweating and scratched his fleshy cheeks with his little hands, feeling distressed.
Behind her, Song Youqing felt even more bizarre when she saw her brother defeated several times!
Her brother is so agile that he can't catch a ball.
She looked at Gu Nuoer in front of her.
Could it be that the little princess’s encouragement affected her brother’s performance?!
Song Youqing thought for a moment and was absolutely certain that this must be the case.
She immediately slapped the table and asked the maid to get a piece of red silk, not to be outdone.
On it, he wrote in a flying voice: Song Qiyuan, the best!
Then Song Youqing grabbed the red silk and ran to Gu Nuoer, leading her friends to encourage Song Qiyuan like a roar!
Not to be outdone, Gu Nuoer led the other ladies and shouted that Ye Siming would win.
On the court, Ye Siming dribbled the ball, and Song Qiyuan stood in front of him.
They are several years apart in age, but Ye Siming is as tall as Song Qiyuan.
His brows were cold and his eyes were sharp.
Song Qiyuan also had a cold attitude and stood in front of him.
The two people refused to give in to each other, and noisy shouts came from the stands.
Jiang Xiaoran stood silently aside, breathing heavily.
He scratched his head.
From the beginning to now, Ye Siming has scored thirteen goals by himself.
Their teammates basically had no effect.
Jiang Xiaoran even felt that Ye Siming could deal with Song Qiyuan and his entire team by himself.
He worked too hard today, he used to just play around.
This chapter has been completed!