"The best way is to let the people from Meilin Middle School know what tricks should not be played on the field." Lin Yifei's expression became completely cold. Never in his life had he despised his opponent so much.
When everyone went to eat together at noon, Coach Smith discovered the injury on Chris's palm, and after asking the reason, he showed a pensive expression on his face.
"Let's talk about this matter after the game. I hope that none of you will be affected. Victory is the best revenge for a despicable opponent."
"Well, I'm in a very good mood now." What Rex said caught everyone's attention.
"You need to put a blade in the opponent's glove, and you have no confidence in your own strength. It seems that Merlin's level should be very bad."
Rex's smile was as conceited as ever, and for the first time Lin Yifei felt that his smile was so pleasing to the eye.
All of a sudden, all the teammates began to look forward to the game in the afternoon. They wanted to repair Merlin Middle School.
On the field, Lin Yifei was sure that his opponent was Liden.
Pan still played in the first round. The opponent is a little level and it is difficult to deal with it. Pan was originally an attacking type, and the opponent happened to be good at defensive counterattacks, so Pan couldn't gain the upper hand for a while. At the end of the first round, he was one point behind his opponent.
Before Lin Yifei went on stage, Rex said coolly behind him: "Hey, think about Chris's palm, remember to hit harder, and avenge him."
"You don't need to say it." Lin Yifei stood up, flicked his fingertips on the saber, and calmly came to the preparation line.
At the very beginning, Lin Yifei's feet were under a burst of accelerated attacks, his steps were aggressive, but the sword in his hand was swung very skillfully. In the first four seconds, Lin Yifei slashed the opponent's arm, taking the lead.
"Aha!" Rex, who was not far away, couldn't help admiring. In four seconds, Lin Yifei made at least four slashes, one feint and two stabs to the opponent. This speed is really impressive. Eye-opening.
After a series of attacks, that guy Lideng had to defend desperately, all he could do was not to lose too badly to Lin Yifei.
"Drink!" Another sword pierced the opponent's chest, Lin Yifei clenched his fists but did not indulge in the victory of that sword. Because an opponent like Liden is not strong enough for Lin Yifei to feel that he is worthy of the joy of victory.
No matter how bad the opponent is, Lin Yifei will never look down on him, because in his heart, the person holding the sword is the person who faces the sudden crisis, the person who is brave enough to challenge, and the person worthy of respect. And the person in front of him made the sword in his hand cry.
Fast, ruthless, accurate, the rhythm of this round of competition is very fast, Lin Yifei has completely grasped the situation, like a condescending king, and Li Deng doesn't even have the strength to crawl down.
Lin Yifei scored five points in a row, and even got back the one point that Pan fell behind.
He looked haughty as he walked off the stage.
Rex leaned on the seat and said lazily: "I don't like your expression."
"What's wrong?" Lin Yifei sat down beside him, and straightened his gloves.
"It looks like Chris Osborne." Rex stood up proudly, put on his mask, and stood in front of the preparation line.
Because of Lin Yifei's outstanding performance, Merlin, who played in the third round, felt the heavy pressure. Rex's strong suppression made him lose his balance, and the whole situation was one-sided.
When Lin Yifei reappeared in the second round, Liden was still adjusting his breathing, it seemed that he was scared.
Lin Yifei smiled coldly, I will destroy your self-confidence, and make you unable to hold a sword again, because you are not worthy.
At the beginning of this round, Liden assumed a defensive posture and completely gave up the initiative. But Lin Yifei didn't show mercy at all. He slashed with his sword, as if Li Deng was just an ant under his sword. He even did what Chris did to the big man, slashing Liden's mask with a sword, and Liden staggered back two steps, and the sword fell.
But Lin Yifei's fingertips were burning hot. For the first time, he understood that the sword in his hand did not belong to him, including Chris.
Ghosn entered the quarterfinals without any suspense.
When the players of the two teams shook hands, Li Deng looked at Lin Yifei with a guilty look on his face.
"You are lucky, the opponent is Lin. If it were me, I would cut off your head with a sword." Rex looked at Liden and smiled contemptuously. When those flirtatious eyes were sharpened, they were quite powerful, and Lin Yifei's heart was chilled when he saw them.
After the game, Coach Smith complained to the organizing committee about putting blades in the contestants' gloves. Although there is no evidence that Merlin Middle School did it, at least they will be more peaceful in the future.
The school bus sent the group back to school, but Lin Yifei first accompanied Chris to a nearby hospital. Although the injury was not serious, the doctor still told him not to get wet and not to use force with his palms. Although it was not wrapped like a mummy, I was still told to change the dressing on time because the wound was a bit deep.
"You said that if you, a clean freak, don't wash your right hand all the time, will you feel itchy?" Lin Yifei asked amusedly.
"That means you have to help me wash my hands and feed me." Chris raised the corners of his lips when Lin Yifei couldn't see it.
"Hmph! What a sweet dream! I want to see you struggling to eat with your left hand!"
Not wanting to go back to school so soon, the two wandered aimlessly on the street.
When passing by a mobile phone store, Lin Yifei enthusiastically dragged Chris into it.
"Look, there are so many new models coming out now!" Lin Yifei was like a child who saw a treasure, his nose was almost printed on the glass, and then suddenly thought of something and turned his head to look at Chris, "Why don't you have a mobile phone? Catherine There is."
"Because you don't have it, I don't need to have it."
Lin Yifei was taken aback by what Chris said, and then he returned to his usual posture, pointing to a black mobile phone and asking if he could take it out.
As long as you pay the corresponding phone bill every month, you can have it. The most important thing is that Lin Yifei can afford it with his monthly pocket money.
"I want this." Lin Yifei looked at Chris.
"Okay, I'll buy it for you."
"Hey! Can you stop talking like I'm a little boy who was taken care of by a rich woman! I can buy this one myself!" Lin Yifei pointed to another milky white one of the same model under the glass, "I want to say you buy this one, That way we both have phones."
"Okay." Chris smiled lightly, his seemingly unapproachable expression suddenly became gentle, and even the two young shop assistants were stunned.
Walking on the road with their mobile phones in hand, the two found a McDonald's and sat in.
Lin Yifei still had half a battery in his cell phone, so he excitedly took a photo of Chris with his cell phone, or sat with him and took a photo with their heads leaning against each other.
At the beginning, Chris still had a cold face, but Lin Yifei kept fiddling with the phone.
"I said you can't smile a little, I want to take a better photo as your phone number profile picture!"
Chris turned his head away, but Lin Yifei pressed the button at that moment. Although it was a little fuzzy, it was obvious that Chris, who propped his head up, was laughing just now.
"Haha, not bad! If the response of this phone can be faster, the photo just now will be perfect!"
Chris had a wound on his palm, so he couldn't play with his phone, but Lin Yifei took out his phone very actively and stored his number in it.
When thinking of the mobile phone, Lin Yifei's eyes couldn't help sore. I remember that before I was reborn, I lost my mobile phone once in college and replaced it with a new one, and the SIM card was also changed. When he borrowed Chris' cell phone, he found that he was still using the original Nokia.
"Hey, it's the era of IPHONE now, and it's time for you to upgrade."
At that time, Chris just glanced at Lin Yifei's new phone lightly, "Okay, I'll go buy a new one this afternoon."
Then he bought the same series and the same color as Lin Yifei. So one time, Lin Yifei took Chris's cell phone by mistake, and when he opened the address book inside, he realized that it was only his name.
Chris passed away unexpectedly a few years later. What he saw in his bedroom was still the same mobile phone, and when he pressed out the address book, the only name was still "Yifei".
At that moment, Lin Yifei's lips curled up unnaturally, but his heart throbbed with pain.
When the two returned to school, Mr. Smith personally visited Chris in the dormitory and told him not to practice this week.
When taking a bath at night, he really complied with what Chris said, Lin Yifei wanted to help Chris take a bath. He wrapped Chris' hands in a ziplock bag, and the two of them stood in the bathroom.
Chris still took off his clothes neatly, showing an enviable figure. He stood under the nozzle, holding his injured hand up. Like a caress, the water flowed over his shoulders, his back, and his slender and powerful legs.
Looking at the scene, Lin Yifei couldn't help swallowing with a grunt.
Putting his hands on his pants, Lin Yifei was a little embarrassed. He wanted to say that he had been seen everywhere by the other party, but it was just like that, showing nothing, which made him embarrassed. When he was standing there in his panties, Chris said flatly, "Did you know that when the panties are soaked and put on your body, they will be more sexy than stripped off?"
Lin Yifei was stunned.
"I want you to manage!"
Squeeze the shampoo into the palm of your hand, then gently massage Chris's hair. His hair is soft and pleasant to the touch. When flushing the water, Lin Yifei was also careful, for fear that the bubbles would fall into his ears. Lin Yifei's heartbeat really accelerated when he was rubbing the body wash. He had never touched Chris's body like this before. Every ups and downs of his shoulders and chest made Lin Yifei hold his breath.
When it came between his legs, Lin Yifei turned his head away and said in a vicious voice, "You wash it yourself!"