The lamb hasn't moved this for a long time, and Jiabu has been sleeping less recently, and Zhang Qingyun feels that his feet are "floating."

Wang Feng's ball skills are not good, but his victory lies in his momentum. He opened and closed the ball, and a tennis racket was very similar to a Shaolin Temple Arhat dancing Zen stick. He danced with great power. Every beat must be a remake, and every ball must be a bottom line.

Zhang Qingyun gradually understood his playing style. He simply went to the bottom line and didn't consider the ball in front of the net. The scores also rose alternately. The two of them were fierce in life, while the other was serious, and the moment they played it was difficult to solve.

There were many people watching the field, laughing and pointing at each other, which was very lively. Everyone was thinking about who the young man against Wang Feng was, so why didn't hesitate at all. The two didn't seem to be playing basketball at all, but they seemed to be fighting for a duel.

Every time Wang Feng scored a point, he would naturally cheer.

After Zhang Qingyun scored, the cheers were much smaller. However, in the fourth serve game, when Zhang Qingyun won the game point, he heard a whisper. When he turned around, he saw Guo Xuefang standing on the sidelines in sportswear from afar, waving himself.

Zhang Qingyun smiled, and the people around him immediately became interested. Who doesn’t know Guo Xuefang? This person is so familiar with Guo Xuefang. Could it be her boyfriend? Everyone thinks this possibility is very high. Guo Xuefang is famously unruly. This kid doesn’t look good, but it looks like the two are quite compatible!

The score on the field continued to be stalemate, and Zhang Qingyun felt that the energy in his body was gradually drained, and it became more and more difficult to move under his feet. Fortunately, Wang Feng's skill was rough, almost half of the score and half of the mistake, so that the scene could be hard to support.

In the end, the score was dragged into the tiebreak. The two of them went back and forth, and finally reached the key point of determining the outcome with one goal. Wang Feng laughed and waved to Zhang Qingyun and said, "Only one goal, who wins and who loses is determined like this, how about it?"

Zhang Qingyun stared at him. At this time, Wang Feng was generous and generous, like a general on the decisive battle, moving forward with confidence on his face.

"Then aren't you at a loss?" Zhang Qingyun chuckled, "Don't say you're letting go if you lose!"

Wang Feng frowned and felt a little unhappy. This kid was so crazy! He said "hey", his eyes narrowed into slits and said, "Come on!"

Zhang Qingyun threw the ball and tried hard to send a long ball. Wang Feng concentrated, shouted loudly, and the racket was swung into a straight line. Zhang Qingyun's pupils closed and ran to the front of the net. Sure enough, Wang Feng closed the ball at the last moment and hit a ball in front of the net.

As soon as he made a move, he quickly looked up, but saw that Zhang Qingyun had arrived in front of the net. His face changed a little. He opened and closed all the time. Before he could play a ball in front of the net, could this kid see the clue?

Zhang Qingyun received the ball, smashed the ball but failed to cross the net, and the whole audience cheered. Wang Feng stared at Zhang Qingyun tightly and said, "One more game!"

"If you lose, you lose, you won't come!" Zhang Qingyun smiled, feeling his bones itchy all over his body. He hadn't exercised for a long time. His body couldn't stand this intense activity.

Wang Zhe ran into the field and handed Wang Feng a towel. Wang Feng frowned and said, "Why do you only take one?" He said to Zhang Qingyun, "Get another one over!"

Wang Zhe was stunned, his face turned blue, and he was very reluctant. Seeing Zhang Qingyun's eyes a little complicated. Zhang Qingyun smiled and waved his hand and said, "No, I'll do it myself!"

After saying that, he was about to go back to the room, but Guo Xuefang flashed out of the crowd and walked over with a sweat towel with a smile. Zhang Qingyun reached out to pick him up, but saw Ling Xuefei standing outside the court with his equipment bag at some point.

He paused and said, "No need for this. I'll just go back and take a shower!"

He turned around and wanted to say hello to Wang Feng, but saw that he had already walked out of the field, so he had to give up!

Wang Feng looked at Zhang Qingyun from afar. Zhang Qingyun obviously deliberately let the ball go. He did not retreat at all, but he gave himself face in the last moment when he had to kill. It was very intriguing.

At the beginning, I would inevitably underestimate him, but I was always tough, but I was suspected of being arrogant and ignorant, and I was also inferior.

After all, the capital is its base. Although it is just a game, people on and off the field are watching, and their identity is also there. Zhang Qingyunru is really hostile, and everyone will definitely not have a good impression of him.

People who can play here are either rich or noble. Zhang Qingyun will inevitably have interactions with some of them in the future. Showing his strengths and taking a step back is also reasonable and concise, and deeply understanding the true meaning of advance and retreat. It makes people know that he is not easy to mess with, and it makes people see that he does not mess with. The taste is in one's mind and is hard to express!

Wang Feng's muscles twitched. Zhang Qingyun's progress made him sigh. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he could not have imagined that a township party secretary would be able to enter the sequence of senior cadres in just a few years. In the meantime, hard work, dedication and his personal qualities accounted for a very critical factor.

He looked at his son who was laughing at a few girls beside him, and shook his head secretly. He was a talented man from a poor family. This has been said since ancient times. Zhang Qingyun is no older than his son, but now he can't compare to the two of them together. Jade cannot be made into a weapon without being carved, without adversity, and without being beaten. How can young people grow up?

Zhang Qingyun returned to the room and immediately took a hot bath. After exercising, his body was soaked in hot water. He wiped his body dry and changed into a set of pajamas. He felt faint.

...Can Sleeping. Yi couldn't even raise his spirit. He hasn't had a good sleep these days. He was thinking about Wuling's affairs all day long, and he was overdrawn in his mind. Today he exercised vigorously, and his body finally rebelled.

Looking up on the bed, Zhang Qingyun naturally got into the bed, and was sleepy, and he fell asleep."

Ling Xuefei's concert was filled with people. The stage was crowded with people, and Zhang Qingyun waved the glow sticks in the crowd and sang with everyone.

The singing stopped! Ling Xuefei on the stage had a blue face, and stood on the stage and began to talk to everyone, saying that she once loved a man. "But in the end, this man was an emotional liar, a hypocrite without conscience."

The following was a big uproar, and many fans were sad and infected by her, while more people began to shout and cheer, and the scene was chaotic. Zhang Qingyun was so brave that he slowly retreated. When he looked up, he saw Ling Xuefei's knife-like eyes staring at his standing place. It was an extremely strange face, coldness and hatred intertwined.

She stretched out her hand and slowly pointed to her place of standing. Countless eyes looked at her. Zhang Qingyun felt as if her whole body had been stripped naked. She quickly flew and almost turned into crossing the street.

mouse.

Hiding in the dark bushes of the park, my ears were filled with the shouts of many fans, but the phone in my pocket rang. As soon as I answered, it was Zhao Jiayao's.

Zhang Qingyun was like a life-saving straw. He was about to show Zhao Jiayao the way to pick her up. Zhao Jiayao said: "The plane from Huanghai to Rongcheng crashed this morning, and all the passengers on the plane were persuaded to escape. Geng Shuang was probably on that flight!"

Zhang Qingyun was stunned for a moment, feeling that his body had been taken away by someone. He kept dialing Geng Shuang's phone call like crazy, his hands trembling, and his heart was ashamed. However, the phone was blocked and his hope was gradually shattered.

Finally, it finally got through, but as soon as the other party spoke, it was Guo Xuefang.

Guo Xuefang was very sarcastic on the phone. Her words were rude and vicious, and she scolded herself to the point of being tragic. She stabbed her wherever she hurt. She was betrayed by her celebrity friends, her reputation was ruined, and her beloved woman died. She had nothing."

Zhang Qingyun only felt the boundless darkness approaching him, and his chest seemed to explode. Finally, he couldn't help but shout, but it attracted countless people to come to him. His face was ferocious, as if he wanted to crush his bones to relieve their hatred, fear, and boundless fear in their hearts."

"Ah!" Zhang Qingyun screamed suddenly. Opening his eyes, the milky yellow lights caught his eyes. After looking around, he realized that he was still in the club room. He had just had a nightmare,

After letting out a long breath, Zhang Qingyun felt sweating all over. Just as he wanted to get up, he heard a voice coming from the sofa opposite: "You, you want to scare people!"

Zhang Qingzi turned his head and saw Guo Xuefang sitting there lazily, smiling.

Zhang Qingyun shook his head hard, feeling much more awake, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and said, "Where is Ling Xuefei?"

Guo Xuefang pouted and glanced at Zhang Qingyun. Her expression was ambiguous. After a long time, she burst into laughter: "Okay! I really think you are a gentleman, hehe! I didn't expect that the fox's tail would be revealed as soon as I came to the capital."

"What nonsense?" Zhang Qingyun frowned and said unhappily. Halfway through his words, he didn't dare to continue. Who knew whether he had been talking in his dream just now, and he was really confused and fell asleep like this.

After taking a new shower, Guo Xuefang told Zhang Qingyun that Ling Bo was going to film tomorrow. Seeing that Zhang Qingyun was sleeping again, he had already left.

Zhang Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Guo Xuefang's eyes were indeed a little weird. He touched his nose awkwardly and said, "What? Do you like to watch others sleep?"

Guo Xuefang's face turned red unnaturally and said, "Who said that? It seems that you have something to talk to me!"

Zhang Qingyun cursed in disgrace. Guo Xuefang said: "Brother Wang Feng treats you. It's you. It's eight o'clock, and there is still half time left!"

Zhang Qingyun turned around and stared at her, making her feel a little unnatural. She stepped back and said, "I didn't help you. He asked me to tell you, who told you that you never wake up? Tsk, tsk, slept from 3:30 to 7:30. Is it so tiring to attend the People's Congress?"

Zhang Qingyun didn't say anything, and suddenly pulled the window open. A cold wind suddenly poured in and blew directly on Guo Xuefang's face. She caught off guard and retreated repeatedly, "You

Zhang Qingyun laughed, and felt much more happy, saying, "Let's go! Wang Feng treats him, how can he not go?"
Chapter completed!