When Ouyang Feng looked at it from a distance, he found that Lin Jiabao was waiting for him outside the gate of the community with his head down. He parked the car in front of Lin Jiabao without attracting Lin Jiabao's attention. He honked the horn to make him raise his head.
Lin Jiabao waited downstairs for about 5 minutes. When no one came, he drew circles on the ground with his toes. Hearing the sound of the horn, he thought he was blocking the road, but Ouyang Feng had already arrived.
This time he was sitting in the co-pilot, not like he slept in a daze yesterday, but like a primary school student in class, sitting in an orderly posture, and at first glance, he was very nervous—
Ouyang Feng turned on the music in the car and asked Lin Jiabao, "How's your arm?"
"The bruises are more than half gone."
"That's good." Ouyang Feng said with a smile: "If your arms are not healed, I can only take you out to watch movies and not play ball."
Bruises, bruises, why are you so incompetent
After sitting for a while, Lin Jiabao looked at Ouyang Feng and said the question in his heart: "Where are we going, brother?"
"Are you asking me where to go now, are you not afraid that I will sell you?"
As soon as these words were said, Lin Jiabao's eyes widened, and he looked like a frightened and silly cat.
Ouyang Feng looked at the person beside him, and couldn't help but put out a hand and greeted Lin Jiabao on his face: "You really believe me when you play with me."
Not long after, Ouyang Feng drove the car to an open-air parking lot. He unbuckled Lin Jiabao's seat belt and asked him to get out of the car first. Lin Jiabao got out of the car and looked around. The parking lot is very large, and every parking space is equipped with automatic scanners. It looks very high-end. Although there are few cars in the parking lot, Lin Jiabao can't recognize the model of the car, but It looks like an expensive luxury car.
After selling a hundred of them, he probably can't change a wheel _(:3_|)_
At this time, Lin Jiabao's hand was suddenly held by Ouyang Feng, and he was led away by Ouyang Feng like a cat walking, and his ears became uncontrollably hot.
After exiting the parking lot, there was a modern building with five or six floors. Ouyang Feng explained to Lin Jiabao that this was a private sports club and would not sell you.
Ouyang Feng seemed to come to exercise frequently. The waiter at the door bowed to them, but did not step forward to ask them what they wanted.
Lin Jiabao was pulled into the private elevator by Ouyang Feng. The elevator was very strange. There were no two to five floors, and it went straight to the sixth floor. At first, Lin Jiabao was curious about this, but as the elevator suddenly went up, he clenched both hands reflexively. Hold Ouyang Feng's hand holding his paw, and let Ouyang Feng raise his eyebrows to look at him.
"Baby, are you still airsick when you are doing an elevator?"
Lin Jiabao was unmoved, and when the elevator stopped, he released his claws and smirked at Ouyang Feng.
Ouyang Feng took out his card and swiped it at the elevator door. The door opened. He took Lin Jiabao out and said to him, "In the future, you will probably have to jump on the roof of the plane."
How could he have the money to fly. (emphasis is wrong)
Pushing open the door, he entered the hall, which was full of fitness equipment. Lin Jiabao hid behind Ouyang Xiu and looked around at the equipment. He only recognized the treadmill and the railings, but he could see that Ouyang Xiu's destination was not these equipment, but the Go through the hall to another room - the indoor badminton court.
The entire stadium was just the two of them. It was unbelievably empty. In fact, this floor belonged to Ouyang Feng's private territory, but Lin Jiabao didn't know it. According to the plot, apart from Ouyang Feng's friend and Ouyang Chen, only the heroine came here. The heroine also played badminton with Ouyang Feng at the time.
But compared with Ouyang Feng in the plot, he brought the heroine directly to play. In reality, Ouyang Feng was much more careful. He looked at Lin Jiabao's shoes carefully, and then called someone: "Bring me a new pair of shoes, boy. , how many yards?"
"How old are your feet, baby?"
Lin Jiabao was suddenly asked by Ouyang Feng about the size of his feet, and he replied suspiciously, "37."
Ouyang Feng's feet were really small, and this thought turned around in Ouyang Feng's mind.
After a while, someone delivered the shoes. The efficiency was very high. Lin Jiabao was very embarrassed to take the shoes and said, "I'm sorry, I still have to wear sneakers QAQ."
Ouyang Feng rubbed Lin Jiabao's head and said to him, "It's your first time here. If you know how to change your sneakers, I'd be puzzled. Put them on first."
Lin Jiabao sat on the chair obediently and took off his shoes, revealing the red panda socks, which made Ouyang Feng can't help laughing, but Ouyang Feng felt that he was a little perverted and kept peeking at people's feet.
But it's really small and cute.
Then Ouyang Feng put the badminton racket into Lin Jiabao's hand and asked him if he could play. Lin Jiabao shook his head honestly.
"I teach you."
Ouyang Feng held Lin Jiabao's hand and told him, "This way, this is a forehand shot, and this is a backhand shot."
Lin Jiabao listened carefully and practiced swinging with Ouyang Feng.
"Come and try to serve a ball."
How to serve? Lin Jiabao foolishly took the ball, trying hard to use his brain to think about how he played badminton last time, imitating other people's movements, holding the badminton, and hitting his hand with a beat.
"Pain meow!" Lin Jiabao wanted to cry without tears, what's going on, what did he just do
Ouyang Feng just watched Lin Jiabao hit him with his hands, and he felt like crying and laughing in his heart. He immediately rubbed Lin Jiabao's hands and said helplessly, "Baby, are you playing badminton or are you playing badminton again?"
Lin Jiabao really thought that Ouyang Feng's words were interrogative sentences: "Badminton is hitting me QAQ."
"puff."
"You have to come this way." Ouyang Feng held Lin Jiabao's hand holding the racket with one hand and asked Lin Jiabao to hold the badminton. Then Ouyang Feng waved Lin Jiabao's hand and the ball flew out.
Lin Jiabao's eyes widened. He hurriedly told me to try again. Ouyang Feng let go of Lin Jiabao himself, but he really let him hit.
Lin Jiabao jumped up with joy.
This little guy is too easy to be satisfied, and the ball he hit has not crossed the net, just like playing in vain.
"You're trying, this time the ball is up and over the net."
Lin Jiabao nodded hurriedly, and took over the badminton for a few more beats. Although it was no match for nine out of ten, the last time they passed it gave them a sense of excitement of a narrow victory in the final... . . .
Ouyang Feng hypocritically praised: "Not bad, very powerful."
Yeah? Lin Jiabao scratched his head, feeling a little strange.