Entertainment life from early spring

Boom—rumble—bang!

With a muffled sound, the bowling ball landed heavily in the lane, drawing a crooked curve like a drunkard, and finally hit the pin array close to the left edge.

The bowling pins No. 4, 7, and 8 on its trajectory flew out in response, while other pins at the edge of the path narrowly escaped disaster. After a few tremors, they regained their footing and stayed in place.

The figure who had just served tilted his head and touched the side of his head, returned to the service area, picked up the pink bowling ball that appeared from the ball lift, and went to the walking line.

Take a deep breath - slide - throw. The final movement is stretched and graceful, and the slightly tight clothes outline her youthful and beautiful figure.

However, although the movement was graceful, this second re-serve was a little worse than the first. The ball lost its spin just halfway, and the curve turned into a straight line, sliding into the ditch and heading straight to the recycling area.

And go.

"oh!sha"

Seeing this scene, the short-haired girl standing in the aisle waved her arms with regret, then stretched her body, pressed the brim of her hat with her hand, glanced at her companions in the lane next to her who had started three pins like herself, and walked to the rest area with her head down.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Pani, you can't do it." The girl who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the rest area and waiting stood up, put her toes on her toes, shook her legs, and moved her wrists and ankles. "She also said that she had played so many games before.

Still like this, it doesn’t look like much.”

"No way." Tiffany picked up the water bottle, bit the straw and defended herself in a low voice: "I just haven't played for a long time, so my hand is relatively unfamiliar, and the fairway is a bit slippery."

"Tch, I think you're just bragging."

"Really, Hyoyeon, I won't lie to you." Out of the corner of her eye, Tiffany straightened her arms and walked into the rest area with her companions. She stretched out her hand and pulled her over, "If you don't believe me, ask Yoona if she needs to adapt.

Just adapting?"

"Ah?" Lin Yoona, who didn't understand the situation at all, pulled down her mask and responded without knowing why.

"Don't use Yoona as a shield. She has never used your fairway, right?" Jin Xiaoyuan put his hands together and inserted himself between the two people, separated them, and then raised his heels a little so that his eyes were slightly higher than Tiffany's

eyes, then put his left hand on his hips, and raised his thumb with his right hand to point at himself, "Watch me show you next, and learn from it."

After being provoked, Tiffany immediately put down the water bottle, not to be outdone, raised her heels higher, looked down slightly, and retorted loudly: "Okay, I want to see how well you can play later.

!”

"Anyway, it's definitely better than what you lost." Jin Xiaoyuan's eyes widened, his eyebrows raised high, and he flipped his long hair, and his hair fell with a look of satisfaction, "When I was trying the ball just now, the screen was still there.

It shows that I also typed bedpost."

"That's one of the worst endgames, okay?! Do you understand English?!"

"So what if you don't understand, it's better than trying two goals and hitting zero!"

"What did you say?!"

The two became more and more noisy, like two fighting calves, with the brims of their hats acting as horns and their heads touching each other.

After listening to these few words, Lin Yuner suddenly understood the reason for their sudden quarrel.

She raised her head and glanced at her second serve in the last round. The scoreboard for the whole round had already appeared. She glanced at the scoreboard for the previous match between Jin Xiaoyuan and Jin Xiaoyuan. She immediately smiled and raised her eyebrows, and then stretched out her hand to

Make a dial on your electronic scoreboard to clear the score display to zero.

"Onie, stop making noise, what if it affects other customers?" Lin Yoona stepped forward with a smile, holding one person with each arm, and suggested softly: "If you are not convinced, why not let the results speak for themselves? This is the way to go in the stadium.

The most effective way, right?”

Kim Hyoyeon and Tiffany glanced at each other, then both turned their heads to the other side.

"She's just competing."

"Huh, I've never been afraid of anyone."

"In that case, why don't we add some more luck? How about it?" Lin Yoona poked her chin with her index finger, looking at the ceiling pretending to be deep in thought, and then suddenly clasped her hands in front of her, "For example, let's take each other's for dinner today.

Money came out or something?”

Jin Xiaoyuan and Jin Xiaoyuan didn't think much, they reached for their wallets in unison, and then nodded without hesitation.

When Lin Yuner saw the two men nodding, she immediately ran to another fairway with a smile on her face and picked up the ball she had just practiced on.

"Hey? Yoona, are you joining too?" Tiffany asked, rubbing her shoulders.

"Ah? Are you guys going to leave me alone on the sidelines?" Lin Yoona sounded aggrieved, like an abandoned pet.

And the exposed tearful eyes, even though most of her mouth, nose and face are covered by the mask, can still make people imagine her pitiful expression under the mask.

"Okay, okay." Tiffany patted her shoulder helplessly, "Don't complain when you split the bill with Jin Xiaoyuan."

"No, don't worry, Unnie~"

…

"Yeah! (σ≧?≦)σ takes the dinner!"

With the sound of the ball commentator falling down, Lin Yoona looked at the numbers on the scoreboard, immediately raised her arms and cheered, "What should I eat? How about eating Japanese food or Korean food after a long time?"

Compared to Lin Yoona's smiling expression, the expressions on the faces of the two people who were about to plunge their heads into the scoreboard were quite unsatisfactory.

They held their heads and looked at the scoreboard, where Lin Yoona's score was nearly 20 points higher than theirs, and they were confused.

No matter how you look at it, this result does not look like it was thrown by someone who played bowling for the first time. A feeling of being calculated came from the bottom of the two people's hearts.

Tiffany kept saying "This is not scientific, this is not scientific", looking like a student who couldn't solve any of the equations and answers in the exam. As an activist, Jin Xiaoyuan rushed forward and took a step forward.

Xiaotiao hugged Lin Yuner's head and tucked it under his arm.

"Ah?! Come here." Jin Xiaoyuan carried Lin Yuner to the rest area and laid her down on the sofa. "Tell me honestly, did you come here secretly to play by yourself?"

"The only way out is to tell the truth." Tiffany also leaned over to help, and took out the tissue on the table and wiped the corners of her eyes, "Onies are crying because of your lies."

"What are you talking about?" Lin Yoona used brute force to break free from Jin Xiaoyuan's restraints, and flipped the hair that was scattered in front of her face with one hand, "Now the right way is to accept defeat. And..."

"And?" Jin Xiaoyuan and the two stared at her curiously.

Lin Yun'er covered her forehead with her hand, raised her eyes to look at the two of them, then immediately lowered her eyes to the floor, and sighed sadly, "Hey... maybe this is talent. I don't want to either."

"Hey!!!!"

"Hey, be quiet! Do you think this is your home? I can't even play golf properly." A male customer on the other lane turned his head and yelled at the three of them with blazing eyes.

The continuous high-pitched voices of the three people finally made the male customer who was washing the ditch turn to look at them - he was upset today so he invited his friends to the stadium to relieve stress, but his hand was not good and the ball was not moving at all.

Just listen to his orders and lose it several times in a row.

Just now he was washing the ditch continuously and was laughed at by his friends. Now he heard the noisy voices which made him even more upset.

The three people who were fighting felt tense, as if they had been hit by electric shock. They jumped up and touched their faces in unison. Then they bowed to the man and apologized in unison: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

, we will pay attention to it later."

The gesture of apologizing is like meeting a difficult senior on stage. Clench your hands, keep your head and body in line, and bow in a uniform manner.

No matter how big or small the mistake is, they must first express their sincerity to the maximum extent. This kind of teaching from the company has been completely integrated into their bones.

Their overly respectful actions made the man who looked over a little embarrassed. He scratched his hair and waved his hand towards them, "Okay, okay, I won't do it next time. This fight makes it seem like I'm deliberately making things difficult for you."

Then he muttered a few words softly, then returned to his seat, turned his back to them and continued to watch his companions playing ball.

On the other hand, the two boys walking together in the outer passageway only glanced this way with a lack of interest at first.

However, after taking a few steps, one of the boys suddenly stopped, turned back and narrowed his eyes to stare at Tiffany who kept bowing carefully for a while, then turned around and whispered a few words to his companion,

The companion's eyes turned to the rest area, with a suspicious look on his face. Seeing this, the boy quickly took out his mobile phone and pressed a few times, then handed the screen to his companion.

The companion took the phone and looked at the screen and the rest area for a while. Then he looked happy and walked out quickly holding the boy's phone.