Obviously, He Has a Crush on Me

But she still had some unbearable loss and anxiety flooding her heart.

She thought of Lu Ran.

What if Lu Ran encountered such a situation?

He'll probably either demand a re-watch of the video with a blank face, or go back to square one.

His father pointed his eyes, and Jiang Nuan made a request to the referee.

The referee frowned, looked at the video carefully, and then announced that Jiang Nuan scored.

Jiang Nuan exhaled.

Looking at Jiang Nuan's figure, Zhuang Yun smiled: "Little girl is not too timid, she dared to ask the referee to watch the video the first time she participated in the competition."

Jiang Nuan's mood adjusted quickly.

Because she just imagined what Lu Ran would say to her if she saw this scene. If she guessed correctly, it would probably be "You don't just win her this sword".

Jiang Nuan quickly entered the state, and with the next sword, he rushed towards Huo Ling with the attitude of a Jedi slaughter.

Huo Ling was not deterred in the slightest, and quickly adjusted her pace to face Jiang Nuan. She knew very well that Jiang Nuan was doing this to suppress herself.

But she didn't expect that behind Jiang Nuan's resolute attitude, she was steadfast at every step. She had long expected that Huo Ling's level could block her attack, change the rhythm quickly, and disrupt Huo Ling's pace. Within seconds, Huo Ling didn't mention her acceleration at all, she was attracted by Jiang Nuan to reveal her effective position, and she lost points instantly.

She was panting, she had expected Jiang Nuan to be a formidable opponent, but she really did not expect that Jiang Nuan would be so imposing and calm when he participated in the competition for the first time...

Her breathing was a little chaotic. Suddenly, the next round had already begun. Jiang Nuan's transfer and chop matched the pace under her feet. The speed completely overwhelmed her. She suddenly stopped to receive the stab, and Huo Ling lost points again.

Huo Ling's coach showed a nervous look on the sidelines, because Jiang Nuan's continuous suppression had reached the limit Huo Ling could bear.

In the next game, Jiang Nuan's aura was in stark contrast to Huo Ling's passive defense.

When Jiang Nuan's cunning and bottom-up thorns pierced into Huo Ling's heart completely.

Huo Ling felt Jiang Nuanjian's resolute determination at the tip.

Jiang Nuan took back her sword and sorted out the tip of her sword.

It was a calm gesture.

Huo Ling let out a deep breath.

In the stands, Coach Meng turned his attention to Tan Yidi's game.

"Aren't you curious about Jiang Nuan and Huo Ling, who will win?"

"Here, there is no suspense of winning or losing." Coach Meng said.

Sure enough, Huo Ling seemed to be crushed, and Jiang Nuan kept her speed down after that. Her counterattack was like a fight between beasts, until Jiang Nuan's last sword hit her without any suspense.

Her coach let out a sigh of relief from the sidelines, and really couldn't do much more than a sigh for an outcome that was apparent two-thirds of the way through the game.

When the referee announced that Jiang Nuan had won, she still felt unbelievable, she entered the final?

Until Huo Ling, who was opposite, took off the mask, her hair was wet with sweat on her forehead, she covered her eyes and seemed to be crying.

Huo Ling wiped away her tears for a long time before coming to shake hands with Jiang Nuan. Her eyes were red and her shoulders were shaking slightly.

This defeat also means that she missed the battle of the imperial capital to a large extent.

Jiang Nuan's heart trembled, and she turned to look at her father.

Dad raised his hand and was calling her over.

As soon as she passed by, she wanted to hug her father, but her father pressed her head and told her, "Your opponent in the final is Tan Yi."

Jiang Nuan was slightly startled, did not expect the duel between her and Tan Yi to come so soon?

"Do you remember or not remember the technical characteristics of Tan Yi that you analyzed with you before?"

"Remember." Jiang Nuan nodded, but his teeth were shaking slightly.

The duel between them will start in about half an hour.

Jiang Nuan felt like he had overdose on caffeine, and his heart was beating wildly.

"Steady." Father put his hands on her shoulders, his eyes were burning with heat, looking at her, "Surely. Tan Yi is not the top level in the country, but you are."

This was the first time her father had affirmed her this way.

In the past, her father, who always liked to compare her achievements with others and never taught her to fencing, suddenly told her that she was the best, which gradually calmed Jiang Nuan's original panic.

Then, a hand rested lightly on her back.

She didn't use too much force, but through the thick fencing suit, she seemed to be able to feel the other party's temperature and strength.

"Lu Ran." Jiang Nuan turned to look at him.

"Well. I'll have the final in a while."

So I came to see you specially.

Jiang Nuan saw this sentence in his eyes.

The corners of Lu Ran's lips twitched slightly, and he lowered his voice and said, "When I passed by Tan Yi just now, she looked very confident."

"You know." Jiang Nuan crooked his lips unhappily.

"After the final, you have to make her cry."

"what?"

Lu Ran's fingers lightly flicked on her forehead: "otherwise I'll make you cry."

Jiang Nuan's tense heartbeat skipped a beat.

Lu Ran's eyes swept across Jiang Nuan's heart, as well as his cold and calm expression, like a beast with sharp fangs but soft and thick palms.

The line of his lips wasn't drawn into a string, he was smiling.

In this smile is the trust and expectation for her.

Jiang Nuan felt Tan Yan's gaze, cold, and silently boiling with fighting intent.

When Jiang Nuan looked at her, she calmly retracted her gaze and looked at Huo Ling in front of her.

"Stop crying. I will avenge you." Tan Yi wiped away the tears from the corners of Huo Ling's eyes, then hugged her and patted her back.

Huo Ling's tears still flowed down like an open tap.

"And there is still a place in the team competition. You have to adjust your state and strive for it." Tan Yi patiently comforted Huo Ling.

Huo Ling took a breath, "Tan Yi... I don't think she has any experience in competition at all..."

"I know that she pressed you and beat you, making you sad. I believe your ability to withstand pressure will improve little by little."

"No, I mean..." Huo Ling clasped Tan Yan's hand, "She is different from other opponents I have met..."

Tan Yan was quiet, she looked in the direction of Jiang Nuan again, Jiang Nuan was sitting on the bench, with one foot on the edge of the bench, sorting her shoelaces.

She has a calmness that does not belong to her first time participating in the competition, as if she has been indulging in her own little world, and the surprise and praise of others have nothing to do with her.

"Why is it different?"

"Her sword is very neat, and her pace is very fast... Unlike ordinary girls, she has the feeling of one-hit kill like a man's sword." Huo Ling frowned, recalling Jiang Nuan's performance on the field .

Hearing this, Tan Yan looked at the opposite side of the venue, where Lu Ran was chatting with Mu Sheng and Xu Zitian.

Xu Zitian defeated He Zheng, but lost against Mu Sheng in the semi-finals, so this year's men's U16 match was a showdown between Mu Sheng and Lu Ran. And you don't need to think too much to know that Lu Ran should be the winner.

Probably because he knew the strengths of both sides very well, Mu Sheng didn't have any unnecessary tension on his face, and he chatted and laughed with Lu Ran.

Looking back at Jiang Nuan, she didn't look at Lu Ran, her coach and her father sat quietly beside her, as if everything that should be instructed and taught to her had already been said, and the father and daughter were quiet. sit down.

Jiang Nuan adjusted his breathing and heartbeat. After a whole day of competition, he was somewhat mentally exhausted.

But she thought that she might be able to compete in the fencing hall in the imperial capital, and the tiredness was driven away, and the nerve endings were excited little by little.

There were always text messages coming from the bench, it was Rao Can and the others.

Jiang Nuan brought it over and slid it one by one, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but cocked up.

When the staff notified her to go to the game, the phone lit up, and it was a text message from Lu Ran: I want to be with you.

Jiang Nuan's heart suddenly heated up.

She knew what Lu Ran said was that they wanted to win the championship together.

Before the finals, she had never felt as big here as she does now.

It took several kendos before she could see Lu Ran and Mu Sheng.

The lights were bright, and she felt the focus of the audience, like a baptism from another world. Only by enduring it and breaking through it could she see a higher world.

Jiang Nuan was inexplicably nervous.

She told herself that being nervous is a good thing.

If you're not nervous, it means you haven't taken it seriously.

The beat of the heartbeat jumped, and there was an invisible longing in the blood, to the fingertips, to every cell.

The opposite Tan Yi was tidying up her shoelaces. She was very calm. In her heart, Jiang Nuan was considered a rival in love, but not a rival.

But Huo Ling was defeated by Jiang Nuan, and she had to re-examine Jiang Nuan's existence.

Both of them pressed their masks and saluted each other.

Obviously this was the best cover up, because they couldn't see each other's expressions, but Jiang Nuan felt the murderous aura of the other party boiling.

This will be an uphill battle.

When they put on a ready posture and pointed their swords at each other, the audience who were chatting or drinking water subconsciously watched over.

They were like two meteors about to hit each other and shatter everything.

With that sound, Jiang Nuan let out the strength that had been tensed in his body. Both of them were too fast and launched an active attack on each other at the same time, but Jiang Nuan didn't want to end with each other at all. Immediately after touching the sword, a continuous attack is launched.

Tan Yan also had the same idea and fought back fiercely.

Every time she slashed and swayed, she was extremely powerful, and her lethality was higher than that of every opponent Jiang Nuan had encountered before.

Jiang Nuan quickly evacuated and accelerated again, but was resisted by Tan Yi.

The two talents went to war, and the smell of gunpowder was full.

"I'm so nervous..."

Cheng Doudou tilted his legs and grabbed Rao Can's arm.

Cao Li and Lin Mixia didn't even dare to blink their eyes as they looked at the figures of the two of you coming and going in the arena.

I saw Jiang Nuan suddenly sprinting with a half-bow step and slashing at Tan Yan. Tan Yan just blocked it, and felt that Jiang Nuan's sword was not strong enough. He was about to press the sword, but Jiang Nuan suddenly retreated, avoiding the tip of her sword. , adjusted her center of gravity without warning, and accelerated towards Tan Yi. For the first time, Tan Yi felt the mountain rain was coming. push out.

Jiang Nuan passed her, she thought Jiang Nuan would fall, but she stood firm.

Tan Yi turned back and heard the referee announce Jiang Nuan to score.

Cheng Doudou and Rao Can hugged each other excitedly, Cao Li was dumbfounded, and the other students couldn't help exclaiming, "It's too thrilling!"

At this moment, Tan Yan seemed to understand Huo Ling's sense of crisis towards Jiang Nuan that could not be described in words.

This sword is a combination of skill, speed and determination.

But Tan Yi is not Huo Ling, her mentality is very good.

She smiled and returned to her place with great interest.

Jiang Nuan could feel from her posture that she was about to release the vigor she had in the sheath.

Jiang Nuan also hooked the corners of his lips and returned to his original position.

With the next strike, Tan Yi slashed straight at him, and he was full of momentum. He wanted to shock Jiang Nuan psychologically.

However, Jiang Nuan had seen the speed and explosiveness of Jian Ming and Lu Ran. For Tan Yan's direct attack, she charged up her sword and quickly counterattacked, instantly holding both the rhythm and the initiative in her hands.

Tan Yi was forced to retreat step by step, and it seemed that Jiang Nuan would hit every strike, but she resisted.

The thrilling feeling is like the film that the needle tip provokes the audience's heart over and over again.

Even Zhuang Yun and Coach Meng in the stands tensed their backs.

For a moment, Tan Yan lowered his center of gravity, staggered from Jiang Nuan's attacking sword, and hit Jiang Nuan's chest in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Nuan's dodging was already very timely, but Tan Yi's sword was really fast, but he was still hit by the tip of the sword, and Tan Yi narrowly scored.

Jiang Nuan lifted her mask and took a breath, she shook her body.

No, this state is not good enough.

It is necessary to adjust quickly, to adjust to the simplicity of facing the rapid attack, or the unexpected Lu Ran.

You can also stretch closer, faster!

And the score of the sword just now made Tan Yi let out a slight breath. After these few swords, she knew very well that conservative attacks and counterattacks could not penetrate Jiang Nuan's defense with mature skills and reflexes.

It is necessary to abandon those preparations for failure, I am afraid that the bottom line will be drawn.

Tan Yi wiped away the thin sweat from her neck. It was the first time she really encountered an opponent like Jiang Nuan in the provincial competition.

The two of them put on a gesture of preparation again. This time, the two sides were more tense than before. Even if it was not the contestant himself, the audience could feel the dry and ready atmosphere in the air.

This time, both of their swords began to test each other, and neither of them stepped forward to attack immediately, just like two little beasts, they looked young, slapped each other's claws and played with each other, and would show their ultimate move at any time to kill each other. .

Suddenly, the two swords that quickly left after touching each other suddenly collided fiercely, and his eyes trembled. Jiang Nuan resolutely pressed down Tan Yan's sword before she exerted her strength, and approached in an instant, scoring a score with one sword!

The audience took a sigh of relief and felt that Jiang Nuan took a big risk with that sword. What if he was counterattacked by Tan Yi?

But Tan Yan, who was hit, knew that the simplest sword was precisely the one with the most unpredictable changes, especially the ability to walk at the angle of Jiang Nuan, and he was suppressed, no matter how the sword could only be lifted When she got to that position, from the moment Jiang Nuan shot, she had already lost that sword.

Tan Yan's mood is a bit complicated, because this opponent has the agility and change of women's saber, and often shows the rush and decisiveness of male saber athletes.

The confrontation between the two continued to escalate, and the score climbed all the way to 13-11.

It seemed that Jiang Nuan was ahead by two swords, but she knew very well that the two swords were nothing in the saber competition. There are many examples where the opponent won the battle after winning one more sword.

Lu Ran has probably won...

He always wins.

Jiang Nuan exhaled, a little funny how he was distracted and remembered that guy.

If the game was really over, he might be looking at her with his chin up and a little arrogant.

If he is looking at her...

This made Jiang Nuan suddenly excited.

They made an appointment to go together.

Unexpectedly, I thought of the confrontation between myself and Lu Ran in the fencing gym again.

There are only a few fragments in bits and pieces.

Yes, I want to be you so much... Then let me be you!

Jiang Nuan tiptoed his toes, then moved his knees.

In the last few swords, Tan Yan will spell out all her momentum.

Sure enough, the ferocity and decisiveness of this sword really carried the stance of breaking the boat. In that brief moment, Jiang Nuan blocked her sword with a backhand, but her seemingly passive posture rushed to kill with the sudden acceleration of her footsteps. Entered Tan Yi's defense.

Tan Yi stepped back and raised his hand to resist, Jiang Nuan hit her sideways with a sword.

"Xiao Nuan is so handsome!" Cheng Doudou stood up excitedly, and was dragged down by Rao Can next to him.

"Okay!" Coach Meng, who had been quietly evaluating the two of them, couldn't help but patted his thigh.

Zhuang Yun smiled: "This sword made me suddenly think of a person."

Coach Meng nodded: "a bit of Lu Ran's neatness and surprise. It's hard for ordinary girls to be at his level, but... Jiang Nuan really surprised me."

The score was now 14-11.

The pressure of this last strike made Jiang Nuan nervous, and at the same time made Tan Yan hold his breath even more.

It was the first time she was cornered in a provincial competition.

What's more important is that Tan Yi has watched so many Lu Ran matches. Of course, she knows very well how much Jiang Nuan's sword just looked like Lu Ran.

How many games does it take to get to that level.

Thinking that Jiang Nuan's usual practice object should be Lu Ran, Tan Yan subconsciously clenched his fists and bit his teeth tightly.

She told herself to calm down, Jiang Nuan's sword seemed to show Lu Ran's intentions.

Her next strike is like a collapsing snow peak, constantly changing the fencing line, and ordinary people have long been overwhelmed with flaws, but Jiang Nuan has steadily caught every strike and is about to counterattack at any time.