Lanshan feels that Qiao Feng is simply the strange thing among the strange flowers. Sometimes he feels that this person is dull and unreasonable. Any words can kill the popularity, but if someone says another word, it can instantly make your anger disappear. Say that he is deliberately coaxing you, it doesn’t look like it, after all, this cute guy doesn’t have that emotional intelligence; if he is serious and doesn’t tease you, he still doesn’t look like...
Mom, what kind of breed is this
The blue shirt was not angry anymore, and he pushed the racket into Qiao Feng's arms, "Help me hold it."
Qiao Feng carried two rackets on his back. He turned his head to see the smile on the blue shirt's face, inexplicably, his mood became a little better.
The two went to the stadium of Qiao Feng's school. Because Qiao Feng was a faculty member, there were discounts for using the venue, and there were discounts for the card, which was very cost-effective.
Of course, this Qian Qiaofeng himself is not clear. His annual card has been used for two years, and Lanshan asked him how much his annual fee was, but he was stunned that he couldn't answer it.
Lanshan found that Qiao Feng was a bit stupid. He didn't ask for the price when he bought things, and he didn't know how to bargain. He always gave as much as others wanted, and he was not afraid of being fooled by others. This is a typical silly and fast-paced good. Also, although he knows how to settle accounts—for example, if you ask him how much it is to buy two catties and six taels for ten yuan and three catties of oranges, he can answer eight yuan and six cents without even thinking about opening his mouth--but he has no idea about money itself, one hundred The common point between RMB and ten RMB is that they are covered with bacteria. The difference is that one is the Great Hall of the People and the other is the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River.
Due to the bacteria problem, Qiao Feng doesn't like to use cash, he likes to use credit card to buy things. This is similar to the blue shirt, but the motivations of the two are different. Lanshan loves to swipe her card purely because she is heartbroken by giving RMB to others...
To be honest, Lanshan is a little jealous of Qiao Feng. Such a little fool who has no idea about money, but has money to spend. There is no way, who can make someone a technical mansion that breaks through the Zenith Star? When a person reaches a certain level, money will definitely shove into his arms crying and crying, and he can’t drive away. Such a person is fundamentally different from a mortal who is exhausted from fame and fortune. We usually call it "God".
However, there is one question. Lanshan has helped Qiao Feng worry a little bit. She asked, "Do you manage your own money? Will the money be kept in the card for the lifetime, right?" Don't answer yes...
Qiao Feng's eyes were faintly contemptuous, "Why are you so stupid? Survival is the lowest rate of return."
Blue shirt with black lines, thinking I know, I’m afraid you don’t know if you are a fool! She asked again, "That is to save it regularly?" At Qiao Feng's level, she really couldn't think of other ways.
Qiao Feng shook his head and replied, "I don't know, all my money is handed over to financial advisors."
Well, they still have financial advisors, but this is indeed the way of the rich. Lanshan suddenly moved some thoughts and asked, "Is that financial adviser reliable?"
"Are you doubting my skills?"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?" Lanshan couldn't figure it out. "Do you have any skills in financial management?"
"It is not the technology of financial management, but the technology of online investigation."
Lanshan understands that this is a concept with personnel recruitment. Although you don't understand your major, your performance and status in a certain field is a complete reference. Qiao Feng should be even more exaggerated. The online survey puts it nicely, but it's not just human flesh. At Qiao Feng's level, if you want to pick a person, you will definitely have no pants left... Lanshan has a deep understanding of this.
She was a little excited, "Great God, take me to play together?"
Qiao Feng readily gave her the financial adviser's number. In fact, he does not intend to use a financial adviser for a long time. The money will be handed over to his wife after he gets married. His father's money is given to his mother, and the teachers in their teaching and research section hand over the salary to his wife, and they call his wife the "leader"... For more than 20 years, he has been affected by this rule and takes it for granted that he belongs to a family. The solid model is that men support the family and women take the money.
Just talk less, and say that the two chatted for a while while doing pre-exercise stretching and preparation activities, and then copied their rackets into the field.
After a round, the blue shirt found that Qiao Feng's skills were not bad, at least he should be above him. Just a little bit, how can I put it... It hurts a little bit...
She has always felt that the charm of sports lies in fighting, so her style of playing is focused on attacking, and can even be said to be purely attacking, with big openings and closings, big ups and downs, so that she can play well. I did not expect to encounter a pure defensive type today, who played neither sullenly nor airtightly, any front-net volleys, smashes, smashes, almost can be caught firmly, and then gently pat back.
In one sentence, dial a thousand jin in four or two, dialing it over and over again.
The blue shirt was so defensive that his head grew two laps, and his anger was blocked in his chest, and it was almost a traffic jam.
During the break, she asked Qiao Feng, "Why do you stop and not fight?"
"The purpose of exercise is for fitness. Now that the effect of fitness is achieved, there is no need to kill you to death." He makes sense.
Lanshan disdain, "There is no desire to win at all."
Qiao Feng retorted, "Your desire to win is too strong."
"Hey hey hey, it's human instinct to win. Have you never thought about winning? For example, when you were in school, you never thought about taking the first place?"
"I have always been number one."
"..." She was so stupid, how could she give such an example to an animal, think about it, and then ask, "For example, if you like a girl, do you want to win out of her suitors?"
"Someone has always chased me."
"..." That's enough...
Lanshan was blocked by him, she said angrily, "Anyway, you must ravage me next! Ravage me! Don't pity me just because I'm a delicate flower!"
Qiao Feng looked at her in shock, and finally nodded, "Okay."
In the next round, Qiao Feng kept the blue shirt's mission in mind, and his technique changed from mild rain to torrential rain. He first hit a low volley, and the blue shirt hadn't recovered from the state of the little sheep just now, and he didn't catch it.
He slinged again, and she didn't retreat fast enough, but she still didn't catch it.
She adjusted her state and felt that Qiao Feng was playing tricks on her, ah no, ravaging her, and not... In short, according to her judgment, combined with Qiao Feng’s current position, she felt that he would probably try next. A smash.
Then the smash really appeared. Before Qiao Feng drew the ball fiercely, the blue shirt had already raised her foot to prepare. This time she made an accurate judgment and rushed to the expected landing point confidently.
The tender green tennis ball flew in the wind and approached quickly. It was obviously petite, but it seemed to be holding the momentum of the thunder. The speed of the ball was not very fast, but the closer it was, the more blurred it was.
The moment the blue shirt went out for the shoot, it suddenly felt something wrong.
What's unpleasant about smashing? The curve seems a bit crooked? This is…
Top spin!
Although suddenly realized, it was too late. The sphere suddenly changed its orbit in mid-air and fell three steps away from her right front.
At this distance, even with Liu Bei's arm, she couldn't reach it.
The blue jersey reacted fast enough, rushing forward with a quick turn, but after the high-speed spinning ball bounced back, the angle was tricky and the speed of the ball suddenly accelerated. She rushed to the air without even sweeping the side of the small ball.
Looking at the figure of the tennis ball rushing away, the blue shirt was shocked in addition to shock. She can occasionally hit the topspin. The problem is that the small speed she hits is not distinct from the non-spin, and the lethality is very small. Many of the so-called topspins played by many people are of her grade. The real bull X is a strong topspin, which is a test of wrist strength and waist strength. The average person can't hold it anymore. It will definitely make opponents frightened if it is played well, such as Nadal, such as Echizen Ryoma, or... This one in front of you.
The blue shirt of the ball was lost, and Qiao Feng naturally took out another tennis ball from the basket and served it. This time the server showed mercy, she should be easy to catch.
The blue shirt was still in a daze, staring at the tennis ball coming towards her face, hitting her forehead.
Qiao Feng: "..."
Blue shirt: "..."
She rubbed her forehead, then collected the racket, "Pause!"
The two paused and sat on chairs outside the court. Qiao Feng endured it and said, "You are terrible." He couldn't catch such a simple ball.
Although despised, Lanshan really wanted to kneel down and kiss his feet. Okay, she wouldn't really do such an unscrupulous thing. She unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to Qiao Feng doglegally, "How did you hit the ball just now?"
"It's just a fluke."
So humble, but this does not detract from his stalwart image at the moment. The blue shirt touched his arm, "Teach me, OK?"
Qiao Feng glanced at her faintly, "You can't learn it."
Do you want to be so direct...
Lanshan touched a bottle of water by himself, while drinking it secretly watching Qiao Feng next to him. Because of the violent exercise, he sweated a lot, his temples were already wet, and the sweat on his forehead gathered into big drops of sweat, which were crumbling.
Men sweating is actually very sexy and can maximize male hormones. Looking at Qiao Feng's handsome profile and the sweat of his hormones, the blue shirt suddenly said, "I found... well, you are a man too."
No man doesn't like being praised like this, and Qiao Feng is no exception. Besides, he is really rarely seen this way...
He smiled, "Thank you."
Then he pulled out a pack of tissues from his bag, took out one, and wiped his sweat carefully. On the head, face, neck... The action was gentle and delicate, and the blue shirt really couldn't stand it anymore.
And, the tissue is still smelling...
Qiao Feng thought that the blue shirt wanted to wipe off sweat, so he handed her the tissue.
Lan Shan looked at the words "jasmine fragrance" on the tissue, embarrassed and energetic, "I take back what I said earlier, you are still a pretty lady in essence."
Qiao Feng threw away the tissue, copied the racket angrily, "Go."
Lanshan was still drinking water, but didn't respond, "What are you doing?"
"Continue to ravage you."