I am not the black moonlight of the paranoid boss

Chapter 214 "Stand Behind Me!"

Ye Ziqing blinked and comforted herself:
Well, let's pretend he doesn't exist.
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When the match started, Ye Ziqing's little luck disappeared immediately.

Although Zhong Mingjun is fat, he can tell from the way he serves the ball that he is an experienced tennis player, and his movements of catching the ball are unambiguous, accurate and ruthless.

When the green tennis ball flew towards her door like a small cannonball, Ye Ziqing's pupils shrank suddenly, and she didn't react at all.

When Ye Ziqing realized that the ball was about to hit her, it seemed to be too late.

She closed her eyes tightly.

But only felt a gust of wind sweeping towards her face.

There was a "bang" in her ear, and she opened her eyes suddenly.

It was Yi Chen who hit the ball back!
The young man was tall and thin, more like a fragile bamboo pole than the two people opposite him.

However, when catching the ball, the net surface of the racket made contact with the rapidly hitting tennis ball, and the muscle lines of his forearm exploded, beautiful yet powerful, and the ball flew back with a wave of his hand.

As expected, Ye Ziqing once again became the background board.

Only this time, the other party obviously didn't want to make her happy, and just quietly acted as a background board.

The tennis ball hit Ye Ziqing's face more than once, with such force and murderous aura.

——Ye Ziqing doesn't believe that they did it unintentionally.

She stepped back and dodged slightly awkwardly, in order to relieve the pressure on Yi Chen.

Even if she is not good at the game, she can still see it clearly. In the current battle situation, Yi Chen is at a disadvantage with one-on-two.

Because they have been targeting Ye Ziqing, Yi Chen is like a snake being pinched seven inches, and has no choice but to move from the place he is defending to Ye Ziqing again and again, blocking the offensive ball for her.

But Liu Hanwen and Zhong Ming cooperated tacitly, and Yi Chen had no way of scoring points.

If you can't get points, you can't get the right to serve, and you will fall into a passive situation.

After Yi Chen dodged in front of her to block the attack again, Ye Ziqing heard him say quickly: "Stand behind me!"

Ye Ziqing moved quickly and followed closely behind him.

Ye Ziqing voluntarily hid behind him, which drew Yi Chen's attention a lot.

He was more focused on the confrontation with the two opposite people.

On the field, time seems to go fast and slow.

Ye Ziqing just followed Yi Chen's movement and ran, but she gradually felt exhausted. Beads of sweat kept slipping down her chin and hitting the ground.

Let's talk about Yi Chen who is one-on-two.

Ye Ziqing noticed that the T-shirt on his body had already been soaked, and it was dyed a darker color. His complexion was as pale as paper, and the color of his lips, which was already light, became less and less bloody. within easy reach.

But the boy's black pupils became more resolute and quiet.

And the strength and speed of his counterattack never slowed down or relaxed.

Looking at him, Ye Ziqing suddenly thought of the cheetah waiting in the jungle.

Stay vigilant and wait for the opportunity. As long as you seize the opportunity, you will pounce on it and don't give the prey a chance to fight back.

Bang.

Ye Ziqing was distracted, and her steps couldn't keep up with the fast-moving Yi Chen.

The two people on the opposite side looked at each other. At this moment, Liu Hanwen made a fake move, which gave Yi Chen the illusion that he was going to hit the ball in another direction.

But Zhong Mingjun seized the opportunity and swung his hand vigorously.

In the next second, it hit the girl's forehead.

The huge impact hit, Ye Ziqing was unprepared, she only felt a sharp pain in her head, her eyes went dark, her feet went limp, and she sat down on the ground.

The "criminal weapon" that hit her was full of bouncing power. After hitting her, it still stopped not far from her and bounced a few times on the spot.

Ye Ziqing felt that just as she fell down, Yi Chen appeared in front of her in the blink of an eye.

It was rare for her to see such straightforward panic on the face of the Great Demon King.

The racket was thrown on the ground by him at some point, and he knelt in front of him on one knee, his already thin lips faded away, his complexion was pale, and his narrow eyebrows and eyes became thicker and darker.

The boy's eyelashes trembled, his palm was pressed against her forehead, and his fingertips pressed against her warm skin.

Ye Ziqing shivered.

So cold.

Why are his hands so cold.

He opened his mouth and asked hoarsely, "Are you dizzy?"

Ye Ziqing felt it slowly, and replied, "I'm not dizzy."

After a pause, she stretched out a finger and pointed at the big swollen bump on her forehead, then suddenly flattened her mouth and said aggrievedly, "It hurts."

Yi Chen's hand suddenly landed on her arm, and passed under her armpit, making gestures to hug her, and said, "Go to the hospital."

Ye Ziqing stretched out her hand to block it.

When he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of someone jumping down from the audience and was about to rush forward.

Ye Ziqing turned her head and found that it was indeed Zhou Heng who was about to come over in a frenzy.

She was startled, subconsciously stopped: "Don't come over!"

Hearing her voice, Zhou Heng Zhengyan slammed on the brakes.

Ye Ziqing felt relieved, turned her head and smiled at Yi Chen, and said, "The match isn't over yet."

Yi Chen's five fingers suddenly tightened, and for the first time he rejected her in a cold voice: "The game is not important."

Not important to you.

"The ball game is not important, but they hit me with tennis balls," Ye Ziqing said frankly, "I don't hold grudges, it takes up too much of my brain, so I usually report grudges on the spot."

Hearing what she said, Yi Chen wasn't surprised, just closed his eyes and said, "I'll report for you."

Ye Ziqing pursed her lips and refused: "I don't! I want to see it with my own eyes!"

There was a big swelling on the girl's forehead, she was horribly red, and her face was very pale. She should have looked weak, but her grape-like almond eyes were very energetic, stubborn and delicate, and she shouted It hurts, and he refuses to go to the hospital when he is injured, his mind is full of revenge, and he even knows how to act like a baby with him.

The girl held his hand tightly, as if he would not agree to die or leave.

Yi Chen had nothing to do with her, sighed silently, and nodded: "Okay, you go to the auditorium."

Ye Ziqing readily agreed.
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Seeing Ye Ziqing collapsed, Yi Chen was so anxious that he even threw away his racket, and seemed to want to send her to the hospital... In this case, the game would be over, right?
Yi Chen's departure is equivalent to admitting defeat.

As the instigator of deliberately hurting people, Liu Hanwen and Zhong Ming both looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

They don't feel ashamed of their behavior, on the contrary, they are very proud of it.

The stadium is like a battlefield, and it pays attention to strategy itself.

Yi Chen entrusted him with a big oil bottle, and put his weakness in front of them, so don't blame them for using some tricks.

Besides, he was fooled willingly.

Subduing others without fighting is the highest state.

The two watched the scene of a little commotion, relaxed, and waited for both Yi Chen and Ye Ziqing to leave.

(End of this chapter)