I just watched Shi Yuan lose quickly in the second game.


    Then, it''s the key match point.


    Bang…!


    Bang! !


    Bang!


    Tennis flew around each other on both sides of the net, and Zi Yuan''s eyes became weaker.


    "Why…"


    She began to moan, while trying hard to swing her shot, and knocked her back with a dangerous slightest move.


    And her mouth was still murmuring.


    "Why, why, why, why are you such a person."


    Faced with the question of unknown significance, Jasmine was not shaken at all. She was like an iceberg goddess, and her facial muscles did not change at all, and she just fought back indifferently.


    Although her forehead was covered with sweat, it seemed that it did not exist and did not affect Jasmine''s actions at all.


    Bang!


    The last blow.


    "Victor, Jasmine."


    "Oh oh oh oh oh! So strong!"


    When the referee declared the result, the audience began to applause for the wonderful game.


    But I seemed to be deliberately soundproofing and could only hear the sound of tennis balls.


    Bathed in the cheers of the audience, Jasmine raised her head and raised her chest, as if she had defeated the brave devil, loneliness and coldness.


    Zi Yuan let go of her hand holding the tennis racket and sat down on the ground with a force.


    "Why...is this...I lost again..."


    She looked at Jasmine bitterly.


    And Jasmine looked at her binily like a robot that had lost her feelings.


    Just when she was about to say something—


    "Saru!"


    I hurriedly pushed the crowd away and rushed to Ziyuan.


    I don’t mention the outcome for now. I am indeed worried about the deathly slapped Zi Yuan.


    Running to her side, I squatted down and put my hand on her shoulder.


    "Zi Yuan, you are tired, go and rest quickly."


    "Ayu...I''m sorry, even though he said so many big words, he still lost in a terrible defeat."