The seductive beauty of the king of the net

更新时间2013-2-315:45:37字数：3045

Feng helplessly shouted: "Be careful!" His limbs were stiff, and he watched the ball hit Yan Zhizi's face.

"Bang!" Yan Zhizi saw the tennis ball hit his forehead lightly, but the tennis ball had some weight after all, and his forehead became red and swollen after a while.She glanced to both sides depressedly: "Can you discuss it before you make a shot? How can you change the trajectory of this ball when it hits from both sides! No matter what I say, I rely on my face for food." She said, throwing the ball with one hand. to the little yellow ball on his forehead.

Riji stepped forward, took out a tube of ointment from his pocket and handed it to Yan Zhizi, then looked sideways at the ball machine not far away: "If you are serious, you won't be hit."

Yukimura smiled slightly: "I didn't think too much about it. If you don't make a move, you will be smashed. My partner in the next play will have to be replaced." The beautiful kite-purple curly hair hangs down on his shoulders, and his purple-like eyes are shining Brighten.

"Partner?" Yan Zhizi was stunned for a moment and stretched out his hand, smiling politely: "Please advise me."

Holding Yanzhizi's outstretched hand, Yukimura raised his eyebrows: "It's better to ask Hiying Sangdo for advice."

Yanzhizi smiled without saying a word, Hiyoshi turned his head and said, "Xingcun... Senior, hello." After thinking for a moment, Hiyoshi used honorifics.

"Hiyoshiruo, good." Yukimura nodded slightly.

At this moment, Feng ran over in a hurry, grabbed Yan Zhizi's shoulder, her face was full of worry, her black eyes were wet: "Todo-san, are you okay?"

"Yeah." Yan Zhizi nodded with a smile, but Riji gently flicked his head with his fingers: "When you play ball, you should avoid distraction. What are you thinking?"

Yan Zhizi pursed her lips, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were stained with a look of anger and anger.

"But because your partner is going to be robbed?" Yukimura was still smiling, the perfect curve of his lips revealed a touch of danger, and there was an unpredictable smile in his purple eyes.

Yan Zhizi squinted her phoenix eyes, pursed her lips and looked at Yukimura: "What do you mean?"

Yukimura smiled lightly: "I'm worried about you." He raised his eyebrows ambiguously while speaking.

"Worried?" Yanzhizi repeated coldly, with a sharp light hidden in his eyes.

"Don't you believe it?" Yukimura became disappointed, his head and eyelids drooped slightly, his amethyst-like pupils became dim, and his thin pink lips were slightly pursed.

Unbearable flashed in Hocho Taro's eyes: "Todo-san..."

Yan Zhizi raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Do you think your acting skills can fool me?"

Yukimura raised his head, the loss was completely gone, with the usual smile on his face: "I've been seen through!"

Feng looked at the two in surprise, lowered his head and said nothing, while Riji, who had been standing aside with his arms folded, pursed his lips and said, "You two opera singers, there is no end."

Yan Zhizi patted Riji on the shoulder: "Actor, actor! I'm an artist!" Said, his phoenix eyes narrowed and glared at Riji.

Hiji walked aside: "Is there any difference? Hurry up and practice!"

Feng looked at Yan Zhizi worriedly: "Todo-san is injured... I don't know..."

Riji smiled contemptuously: "That little injury is worth mentioning? Back then, the personal guards made her a lot of injuries."

Yanzhizi raised the corners of his lips and smiled coldly. Riji's words just now were too unpleasant, just like when he was dealing with him just now, God knows what he is awkward about.But he didn't stop, picked up the racket on the ground, and signaled Yukimura in front to get out of the way.

Yukimura obediently walked towards Hiyoshi and Feng, quietly watched Yan Zhizi's swinging movements, and then nodded: "The movements are quite standard."

Riji raised his hand: "Yan, it's over. Try to practice with Feng."

Yan Zhizi walked to another field, holding the racket in one hand and the ball in the other, threw the ball upwards, and hit it hard.The ball hits the net straight.

Riji stroked his forehead, stepped forward, took out a tennis ball from his trouser pocket, tightened the racket in his hand, and looked at the opposite side: "Look at it." As he spoke, he threw it up, took off, and hit it, and the ball drew in the air. After making a half-arc, Feng over there reflexively returned the ball.Riji lifted the racket to block the ball, and the ball slipped off the racket, and he reached out to catch it and stuffed it back into his trouser pocket: "Do you understand?"

Yan Zhizi half frowned, with hesitation in her red eyes: "It seems... I'll try." She repeated Riji's movements, but the ball didn't draw a half arc, and it was dangerously rubbing against the net. passed along.

Hiji held his chin: "The angle of your racket is wrong. Instead of hitting flat, you hit it upwards. In addition, you threw the ball too low."

Yan Zhizi did as he said, and this time the ball jumped far, beyond the boundary line behind.

Riji frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Take care of my racket."

Yanzhizi saw that he was very good, and quickly raised his eyebrows according to the side angle of the racket analyzed by the brain data. It seems that the original technique was still a bit late.Yan Zhizi closed her eyes, and repeated Riji's actions in her mind. After opening her eyes, she raised her racket, threw the ball, and hit it.The ball drew an arc in the air and landed in front of Feng. Feng supported the ball with his racket, smiled and nodded at the two people facing him.

Yan Zhizi pursed her lips. It was because she hadn't played for a long time that she didn't play well, but it didn't mean she didn't know anything about it.With the practice just now, the memories of the past gradually merged into the body.Yanzhizi lowered his head and patted again, and when he raised his head, he said: "Try it, let's play a game with me!" As he said that, the ball had already run towards Feng at high speed.

Feng returned the ball easily: "Okay."

Riji retreated to the side of the court and watched the game quietly. Yan Zhizi looked very serious, which meant that she was serious about her work.Riji lowered his eyes and thought to himself, maybe the artist is not what he thinks, maybe she really likes such things.I used to invest in a few movies because of Riji, and how many innocent girls I saw on the screen but hooked up for the top!Such a disgusting person is really disgusting.

Yukimura looked sideways at the thoughtful Hiyoshi, slightly raised the corners of his lips, his amethyst-like eyes were full of inquiry and curiosity: "Hiroyoshi-kun seems to be nice to his father's fiancee."

Hiyoshi glanced sideways at Yukimura who raised his eyes a little provocatively: "It has nothing to do with senior whether it's good or bad."

Yukimura was not in a hurry to argue, and smiled silently, continuing to look at Yan Zhizi who was focused on the scene.

Yan Zhizi was already out of breath after a round, took the water from Yukimura, but didn't even have the energy to thank him, looking at the phoenix with thin sweat oozing from his forehead, Yan Zhizi frowned slightly, as expected The tennis crowd is not human.

After several exercises, several people finished their work and returned home.

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Zhizi pressed the connect button in a daze: "Moxi Moxi."

"Yan, I've been quite busy in the past few days, and your announcement has started to rush, how about I arrange someone else to be the acting manager?" On the opposite side was Renzu's slightly tired voice.

"Hmm..." Yan Zhizi was still a little delirious, and answered in a daze.

"I've given him your timetable, and he's handling things in tune with me. He'll pick you up tomorrow morning and discuss your new play." Renzu lowered his head, his bangs covered his expression, at this moment How he wished that he could be absurd once, and the person opposite him could be absurd once, how much he wished for her to say the impossible thing for a moment, but it is precisely because he understands each other and himself that he cannot do anything beyond reason. matter of tolerance.

Yanzhizi replied vaguely again: "Mmm..."

Hearing the seemingly perfunctory response, he sighed with restraint: "Forget it, you go to sleep first!" Hearing the slight breathing sound from the other side, he suddenly couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, no matter how tired he was, hearing her cry There is an inexplicable ease and satisfaction in the breath.Suddenly a soft voice came from the opposite side: "Yushi...I, I think I need you."

Renzu's pupils opened suddenly, and he held the phone tightly with his hand, without moving, as if he felt that he had an auditory hallucination.On the other side was the lovely person who said, "I need you, a sensible you. However, I'm so sad that I'm not the person at your wedding. But I will still tell you what to do when my reason tells me what to do." Sad. Renzu, I seem... I don't want you to get married."

Renzu's lips moved, and before he could make a sound, he was cut off by the self-deprecating laughter on the other side: "Hehehe... I seem to be too selfish! Renzu, you... well, that's all, people like us should do something Let's get down to business, your wife won't mind our relationship, if she does, there's nothing I can do about it, I'm afraid we won't be able to be partners because of the pressure."

Renzu raised the corners of her lips, and a low and charming voice sounded through the receiver: "You still don't feel at ease when I do things? This woman doesn't like men who are philandering..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted coldly by Yan Zhizi: "I don't want to hear you talking about her, marry her properly and come back soon!"

Reluctantly touching his chin: "Obey! My flame!"

Getting up early in the morning and going out, seeing the person at the door, Yan Zhizi twitched the corners of his lips stiffly: "Bu Erjun."

The visitor tilted his head: "Why isn't it called Pooh sauce? It turns out that Yan Zhizi is so unfamiliar with me!"

Yan Zhizi shook his head: "How come? How did Renzu find you?" He opened the car door and got in.

Bu Er also sat down, because his driving skills were not very good, so Yan Zhizi called the driver at home this time.The two sat in the back seat and continued to chat.

"Ninzu-kun said please come if you have something to do, so I'm here." Fuji said briefly, as if he didn't like to continue this topic very much.

"Then, my acting manager, please take care of me today." Since Buer didn't want to say anything, Yan Zhizi didn't ask, and tried to see if Buer could handle it.

"Well, I'll be at the company in a while. Today is the lead actor and director of this idol drama. The lead actors are: you, Yukimura Seichi, and Tsukimoya."

"Yuelongya? The male number two?" Yan Zhizi raised her eyebrows in surprise, such a feminine name, probably a stage name.

"Yes. I play tennis well. I've been a model before, but even as a model, I'm just a rookie. I've only debuted for more than a month." Fuji explained in detail, but it really seemed like something was happening.