The National Male God is a Girl: BOSS Fancy Pet

"As for the third person..."

Xia Zhengran's eyes swept across the crowd.

"Brother Chaoyang!"

Xia Zheng smiled sweetly, feeling extremely proud.

There are six people in the audience, and five of them are targeting you, Xia Xi, you will be sorry for your teammates if you don't die!

Zou Kai looked left and right, the two classes were staring at each other like knives. The atmosphere before the game was completely ignited, and it seemed that it was impossible to compare.

"Student Xia Xi..."

He looked at Xia Xi with some hesitation.

"There is a girl in your team, do you want to change it?"

"Hey, teacher, they chose the person themselves, what to change?!" Nan Guanlin looked impatient.

"It's okay teacher, the girls in our key class are also very strong."

Xia Xi smiled slightly, Xia Zheng has nothing to do with her strength, as long as this person doesn't hold back.

Seeing what she said, Zou Kai had no choice but to plan the venue and briefly explain the rules of the game.

"Okay, let's go!" Nan Guanlin waved his hand impatiently and gave Xia Xi a cold eye.

"If you lose, kneel down and lick my shoes clean!"

Xia Xi sneered: "It's okay to let you lick your shoes. If you lose, the playground of the elite class will be used by us in the future!"

I heard that there is a gym over there, which is the training venue she needs most now.

"Sigh!! Come on, Xiaoxi!!"

The students of the key class are happy. They have always envied the playground of the elite class. It is said that the tennis court and gym are all available, and some people bring drinks! !

Glancing at the excited students, Nan Guanlin snorted coldly and motioned for Zou Kai to tee off.

Xia Zhengran gave Meng Chaoyang a look, the two were on the left and the right.

A whistle sounded, Meng Chaoyang sprinted towards the opposite side, Xia Zhengran stood still to answer, Nan Guanlin froze for a moment, looked left and right, Zhan Shao stood in front of Xia Xi with an indifferent expression, his dark eyes quietly Staring at her, he didn't even move, Ling Haotian didn't move, and he still had time to wave to the fans.

Grass!

Of these two people, one he dared not call, and the other was not with him. Since Young Master Zhan wants to stare at Xia Xi, then stare at him. With this god, this sissy can't score goals!

Just look at Meng Chaoyang by yourself!

Nan Guanlin quickly smoothed, he turned around and followed Meng Chaoyang.

Amidst the cheers, Zhan Yu slowly bowed and raised his eyes to stare at the calm young man in front of him.

"Exercise with you."

Thin lips raised arbitrarily curved, cold and handsome.

Xia Xi hooked the corner of her mouth, her words ambiguous: "I'd rather have some more exciting sports with you!"

Subconsciously grasping the blood jade with his fingers, he felt a trace of power being passed on. Taking advantage of Zhan Yu's gloomy face, he stretched out his feet to dribble the ball.

"Ahhhh!! Come on!"

pass! pretty!

Xia Xi rushed forward, ran to the door in a few steps, raised her foot and shot!

"boom!"

Zhan Yu, who should have been thrown off, suddenly appeared, slid sideways and shoveled, and quickly flew back with the ball.

Xia Xi clicked, and flew after her, but out of nowhere a hand reached out and grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly.

"Who?!"

"I-I almost fell..."

Xia Zhengran looked like he was about to faint at any time, and in the distance, the whistle had already sounded.

"Beep! Elite class, score!"

"Young Master Zhan! It's great!"

"The elite class is invincible!"

The elite class was excited, but the key class was depressed.

Xia Xi stared at Xia Zhengran, the cute and cute girl smiled at her: "Wait for Nan Guanlin to lick her shoes!"