Counterattack Guide of the Female Cannon Fodder

After eating the fragrant secret beef stew, Su Li and Feng Mo left.

"We are going to play the finals the day after tomorrow, are you confident?" Feng Mo asked while starting the car.

Su Li smiled, "Zhao Qingxin...Of course I am confident."

However, what she needs to be more careful about is Zhao Qingxin's careful thinking.

Zhao Qingxin on the other side finally returned home and saw his brother, but he faced euphemistic questions.

She looked at Zhao Yicheng, only to feel that a basin of cold water poured her down.

"Brother, why do you ask?" Zhao Qingxin took two steps forward and grabbed his cuff. "Have you seen Jian Xiaoxiao?"

Zhao Yicheng has been observing Zhao Qingxin’s expression. From the joy at the beginning to the moment of loss, she now has some exciting questions... There is a vague guess rising in her heart, but he does not know how to face it. Correct.

Originally, he didn't want to question her, but the coach reminded him not to believe too much about what he had seen all the time...

So, quite a little uneasy, he stopped Zhao Qingxin after returning home, and then raised the matter euphemistically.

Suddenly, he wanted to know what kind of person Zhao Qingxin was...

"Well, I met once after the game in the afternoon." As soon as Zhao Yicheng's voice fell, Zhao Qingxin's entire expression changed.

"Why do you want to meet her?" Zhao Qingxin's voice became louder, "Are you familiar?"

Zhao Yicheng frowned. The younger sister in his eyes at this moment was no longer the sensible and well-behaved girl, but a person who had become jealous for some reason.

"Qing Xin, don't make trouble." Even if he was a little unhappy, his tone was gentle. "Her racket was destroyed for no reason before the game. This is not a trivial matter. Let me find out what's wrong?"

"Who is she? She is not a professional player yet. You are the vice president of the Chinese Tennis Association. Do you need to understand such a small role?" Zhao Qingxin's tone became more excited, she always felt that Zhao Yicheng's explanation was even more explanatory There is a problem.

"Qing Xin, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Yicheng really doesn't understand her at the moment. Is it true that her performance over the years has been pretended?

"What's wrong with me?" Zhao Qingxin sneered while holding the corner of his mouth, then changed a pitiful expression, "Brother, don't go to Jian Xiaoxiao anymore... I don't like her."

"What is your misunderstanding? Can't you communicate well?" As a standard straight man, Zhao Yicheng naturally couldn't figure out the friendship and resentment that belonged to the girls. He always felt that it was illogical for girls to hate and like each other inexplicably.

When Zhao Qingxin heard this, it was like a firecracker that was lit, "Communication? Impossible! Brother, why can't you even agree to such a request? Don't you...Do you like her? No, impossible, how about you Maybe you like her kind of person?"

"Qing Xin!" Zhao Yicheng's voice became cold, "I can judge for myself who Jian Xiaoxiao is."

Zhao Qingxin was stunned, she couldn't believe that Zhao Yixian would speak for Jian Xiaoxiao... "Brother, how can you like her?"

Her eyes were hot, tears slipped silently, "Brother, I like you...I like you!"