How Could I Lose to Him

Chapter 117: The national competition begins

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In fact, the closer the competition is, the less nervous the players preparing to participate in the competition will be.

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, it's no big deal.

After a provincial competition, Jiang Wei and Lu Qinghui did not participate, and Hou Yu and Hou Mo won the men's doubles championship.

As for the men's singles championship, there was no accident at all, it was Hou Mo who won it.

This post-match interview has one more content. The reporters seem to be very concerned about the whereabouts of Hou Mo and Sui Hou Yu after graduation. After all, it is related to which team they will join in the future.

Coach Wang specifically told them not to speak too harshly in public, just be vague. This matter cannot be determined until graduation, and there are many variables.

Now, some sports universities have come all the way to sign a contract with Hou Mo. After this competition, even the schools that wanted to sign Hou Yu appeared, and they were all from their province.

There is naturally something in it.

As long as the contract is signed, Hou Mo and Sui Hou Yu don't have to take the college entrance examination. If they do, they will be admitted even if their cultural and sports scores are low. But the necessary condition is that they can only go to their school after graduation.

Sui Hou Yu and Hou Mo had their own ideas, so naturally they didn't sign.

Their ideas are simple—

Hou Mo: "Where Brother Yu is going, I will go."

Sui Hou Yu: "I'll go wherever Hou Mo goes."

Coach Wang and Ouyang Ge looked at these two little bastards.

But this is just the second semester of the second year of high school, so we can talk about it after the third year of high school. So I didn't help them as a consultant. Anyway, these two are waiting for news from Qingbei.

After returning to the hotel room after the game, Sui Houyu was lying on the bed unwilling to get up.

Hou Mo walked over to help him take off his socks, and said, "Take a shower, and I'll press it for you later."

Suihou Yu was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone without moving, and casually changed the subject: "When are you going to Chengdu?"

The host city of the National Youth Tennis Tournament is Chengdu. They need to go there a few days in advance, so as not to be tired and affect the game.

"The plane on August 2 needs to adjust its status after arriving at the location." After Hou Mo answered, he went to the bathroom to drain the water.

Hou Mo surrounded the bathtub with a disposable bag for bathing, and then filled the bath water. When he felt that the water temperature was right, he went back to the room, picked up Hou Yu, and carried him directly into the bathroom.

Sui Hou Yu put down his phone and raised his arms to cooperate. Hou Mo smoothly helped him take off his shirt.

Suihou Yu asked again: "What time do you leave tomorrow morning?"

They just competed for a week and were quite tired. The team decided to leave tomorrow morning so that they could rest for the night.

Especially Hou Mo, who was in the doubles final in the morning and the singles final in the afternoon.

Unexpectedly, the most tired player returned to the hotel room and had to wait for his doubles partner to take a shower.

"The coach wants us to sleep a little longer, have breakfast at ten o'clock, and leave around eleven o'clock." When Hou Mo answered, he also took off his clothes.

Sui Hou Yu sat on the edge of the bathtub and looked at him, asking, "Are you going to wash with me?"

"Well, the bathtub is quite big." After answering with a smile, Hou Mo got into the bathtub first, and after sitting down, he waved to Suihou Yu, "Come, come into my husband's arms."

Sui Hou Yu didn't go in, sat on the side and turned around, put his foot into the bathtub, stepped on Hou Mo again and again, and said, "Last time, this thing of yours made my lower back hurt."

"It likes you!"

Sui Hou Yu finally entered the bathtub, sat in front of Hou Mo, and adjusted his position after Hou Mo kissed the corner of his mouth.

Suihou Yu is very diligent in other aspects, but occasionally he doesn't want to take a bath.

Hou Mo was particularly diligent in this regard, especially helping him take a bath.

While helping him take a bath, Hou Mo held his ankle and raised his foot to look: "Why are your feet a little red?"

Leaning in Hou Mo's arms, he lazily replied, "The shoes sponsored this time are a bit abrasive."

"Don't wear it next time, what if the game is delayed?"

"Um."

Hou Mo rubbed Hou Yu's feet with his hands, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, I guess it will be fine tomorrow."

Hou Mo sat behind Sui Hou Yu, holding Sui Hou Yu's feet like this, curling his legs into a ball.

When Hou Mo noticed, Sui Houyu was already leaning up against his arms, so that he could see Sui Houyu clearly when he lowered his head.

This is Suihou Yu, if other people would never be able to pose like this.

He suddenly became interested, pulled Sui Houyu's calf and lifted it to various angles, as if he was playing with a toy, and even raised Sui Houyu's foot, T1an licked the wound on one side.

Sui Hou Yu didn't care at first, but gradually became angry, and fought with him in the bathroom. There was a large splash of water during the action, causing the soles of their feet to slip when they went out.

The two quarreled for a long time, but in the end it was Hou Mo who pushed Sui Hou Yu back to the bed.

At first, Sui Hou Yu pretended that Hou Mo didn't know how to massage, so he would fool him with a fascia gun.

After the relationship, Hou Mo dared to give him a massage calmly, taking advantage of it by the way, but I have to say that Hou Mo's technique is really very good.

In the middle of the massage, Sui Hou Yu lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Hou Mo got up alone and tidied up the room a bit, then took out a box of special-shaped band-aids from his bag, lifted the quilt to look at Hou Yu's feet, and stuck one next to his feet.

Since Hou Yu was injured last time, Hou Mo has always prepared these things.

After finishing his work, Hou Mo lay down next to Sui Hou Yu, poked Sui Hou Yu's bangs with his fingers, then leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.

"Good night."

In the silent night, the voice was exceptionally clear, with a smile on it.

On August 5th, the opening ceremony of the first day of the national competition.

The participating team members got up very early, gathered in the hall to sign in, received souvenirs, watched the lottery arrangement, and so on.

The staff of the competition organizer took the form and called the names of the schools one by one, and the captain or assistant of each team was responsible for answering.

The teams gathered here are all strong teams from all provinces across the country. After all, the players from ordinary high schools who focus on participating in provincial competitions do not have enough points to participate in this level of competition.

When I clicked on one of the schools, I suddenly got stuck.

"Didn't Fengyu International High School come?" The organizer asked again.

At this time, a voice came from outside the door: "Here we come."

With the sound, a team is long overdue.

After the door opened, a burst of sharp light came in, like spikes, which were particularly dazzling. Fortunately, the light was quickly blocked and replaced by a team of shining players.

Walking in the center of this team was a cold-looking girl with a princess-cut hairstyle and a black sportswear, with a strong aura.

Next to her is the pair of doubles partners who have been very popular recently.

The curly-haired boy had an overly delicate face. He obviously looked milky, but he pursed his lips, showing his seriousness.

The boy beside him was smiling all the time, his smile was hearty and natural, his skin was so fair that it was almost morbid, even his hair and pupils were flaxen, as if the whole person was a few shades lighter.

On the other side is a tall boy, who looks very calm and has a superb temperament, as if he is not a teenager.

The boy next to him is quite different from him, with a small face and big facial features, especially when he smiles, he looks like the kind of person with a particularly good personality, with a sense of intimacy.

The looks of the members of this team are not low, they look like they are walking on the red carpet.

A group of people, all wearing black sportswear, walked with a strong aura, as if they were going to enter the arena, but to blow up the arena.

The flaxen-haired boy said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to draw lots. We can only go through the security check in a whole team at the door, so I wasted a little time."

The lottery was an honor only available to the champions of the previous session, which made the staff unable to say anything.

However, this kind of grand appearance made all the other teams look at them. Many people's eyes were focused on the flaxen-haired boy. After all, he was very famous here.

The provincial Liu Mo couldn't help scolding this group of people: "As long as a Hou Mo is mixed into the team, the whole team can be out of pure to show off, and the way of playing is different from ours."

Yang Hong sighed: "I didn't meet that pair last time, but I heard that they almost didn't experience any twists and turns against Tang Yao and Gu Lipo."

"This time it's the whole country. It's not that easy to play. There's still a team... Hey, why didn't you see Nanyun High School?"

At this time, another group of people walked in.

Suihou Yu saw He Shibi in the crowd and nodded his greetings.

He Shibi also noticed him, and nodded in response.

When the two teams appeared at the door together, they would naturally look at each other, but it was only a quick glance.

Among them, the calm boy said, "Sorry, we're going to draw lots, Nanyun High School."

The speaker was He Shibi's doubles partner.

"Find a place to stand and gather." The staff said.

The two teams went in together, and there was only space near the floor-to-ceiling windows, so they stood in one position, next to each other.

After Hou Mo stood up, he whispered to Sui Hou Yu, "Jiang Wei and Lu Qinghui are here too."

"Well, it happened to defeat them." Suihou Yu always wanted to avenge his shame.

Hou Mo took another look and said, "He Shibi's team is not very easy to fight."

"how?"

"You'll know it when you look at it."

Following Hou Mo's gaze, Hou Yu saw He Shibi standing side by side with his partner. His partner was talking to him with his head down, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with him.

Suihou Yu didn't see anything, so he whispered: "Have they grown taller?"

"No, they stopped arguing."

"Oh..." What's this

"We were indoors when the lottery was drawn, and I saw the two of them drinking a bottle of water. Ugh, playing tennis doubles really helps people fall in love..."

Suihou Yu was shocked immediately, and asked: "They beat like that, how can they..."

Then it suddenly occurred to him that he and Hou Mo also fought at first.

Hou Mo smiled softly: "Now when I look at Tang Yao and Gu Lipo, as well as Jiang Wei and Lu Qinghui, their eyes are not so pure."

"Put your little thoughts away. Don't worry about your partner. Everyone is planning to do something wrong. What's the point of drinking a bottle of water? It's probably not the kind of relationship you think. You think too much."

"Oh... Maybe I think too much."

"Um."

Among these doubles players, how could there be so many gays? It's just that they get along day and night, the tacit understanding is relatively high, and the relationship is relatively good.

Aren't Deng Yiheng and Shen Junjing two straight men

Gays are not grown in greenhouses, they are mass-produced.

It is definitely Hou Mofu who sees Renji.

Suihou Yu glanced at He Shibi again, and saw He Shibi smiled at his partner with that "desperado" face.

Suihou Yu: "???"

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