Zhou Dong took out a pink racket from his backpack. Although he was dressed in pink, he did not attract much attention.
On the one hand, it is because of the terrorist force behind him that others dare not point fingers at him.
On the other hand, Zhou Dong is a frequent visitor here. There are only a small number of rich people in Donghai, and they all know each other, so they have long been used to it.
When Zhou Dong came on the court, a few people who were extremely considerate took the initiative to give up their place, with a flattering smile on their faces.
Unfortunately, Zhou Dong ignored it.
The two of them picked a venue at random.
The elites who had not paid much attention to Lin Yi just now were now whispering to each other.
Everyone was wondering who this person was. The way he talked and laughed with Zhou Dong, it seemed like they had a good relationship.
If she can have such a relationship with Zhou Dong, then how can her status be ordinary
"Miss, look." Xiao Mo pointed at Lin Yi and Zhou Dong on the court with the racket in his hand.
Ning Xin raised her eyes and took a look, also a little surprised: "It turned out to be him."
"No, isn't he gay? Could it be that Lin Yi... ... No, that bastard just took advantage of me, he can't be gay." Ning Xin had just had this thought, but immediately rejected it himself.
"That's hard to say. Maybe he sold his body for wealth and fame." Xiao Mo made a bold guess.
"Huh, I didn't expect him to be this kind of person. Bah, shameless." Ning Xin spat secretly.
The court next to where Lin Yi and Zhou Dong were playing was where Ning Xin and his friends were.
Lin Yi smiled calmly, very sunny: "Miss Ning, come here, I want to ask you something, how do you play tennis?"
Ning Xin didn't expect him to ask such a stupid question. He couldn't help but shook his head: "You are so stupid. You still want to play tennis like this? It's shameful. Xiao Mo told this idiot."
"Yes, in tennis, someone hits the ball to you, it hits the ground and then hits it back. If it hits inside or outside the court, you lose points."
Xiao Mo introduced it as simply as possible.
Lin Yi nodded thoughtfully. He had never fought before, but he had seen people fighting on TV and had a general idea of how to do it.
"That's it, a piece of cake. Watch me kill him." Lin Yi was like an idiot, holding a racket and smoking a cigarette with his eyes narrowed. A faint smoke rose up, making his face look blurry, but with a bit of mystery and unruliness.
As a beginner who even knows the difficulty of tennis, Ning Xin was very dissatisfied with Lin Yi's dismissive tone.
"That bastard, he thought tennis was easy. Even though the racket is big, it's hard to catch a ball that jumps up from the ground." Ning Xin said with deep understanding.
"Yes, miss, he really doesn't understand the difficulty of tennis at all, and he is so self-righteous. Just wait and see how he gets beaten to a pulp." Xiao Mo asserted.
"Come on, brother, I'll have some sex with you."
When everyone heard Lin Yi's words, they looked strange.
Xiao Mo and Ning Xin blushed and wanted to tell others that they were really not familiar with that rude guy at all.
Zhou Dong smiled gently, gripped the racket tightly, bent down and exerted force, then threw the ball high up. His movements were very standard and elegant.
Like a bow that is gathering strength.
The ball drew a beautiful arc, passed the net, and bounced out from a certain angle as it landed.
Lin Yi's lips curled up easily, revealing a slight smile. He had already appeared at the place where the ball bounced up, and he chose the right time and swung the racket hard.