Rebirth of the Internet Overlord

0032. bullfight, kiss

After finally dealing with Pan Yu, Ning Zimo rushed to Yaqing at 8:00 in the morning and left Yaqing at 16:00 in the afternoon. During the 8 hours in between, Han Qinghua and the others were led by Ning Zimo again.

Rhythm.

This kind of rhythm has reached the individual teams of football, and Ning Zimo still controls it.

Ning Zimo has been interested in football for some reason since he was in elementary school. In addition to studying and a small amount of game time, Ning Zimo devoted a lot of his spare time in school to football, and naturally developed good skills.

Luffy was also influenced by him and started to have such a hobby. But this time, the feeling of flying on the football field was a little different. Luffy, his tacit wing partner, was not on the field, and there was Ling Shengnan, an audience member in the stands.

Although the ball still feels smooth under his feet, Ning Zimo always feels that the kick is a bit awkward, and it seems to be affected every time he catches the ball. If the muscle memory of many years is not still there, it will definitely cause embarrassment.

This time the ball passed to him by the full-back passed behind the running route. The midfielder opposite Ning Zimo also moved a step to his left. It seemed that he was optimistic that he would run through the passing route, but he

So you can catch the ball?

Thinking too much!

Bet on one direction too early,

Just give yourself an excellent opportunity to escape.

Ning Zimo exerted force with his right leg to slow down his speed, and his body's center of gravity also took advantage of the momentum to lean back, just in time for the left leg trailing behind to hook the football behind him. He gently moved in the direction of the ball, and the football happened to come from

The opponent who pounced on him passed between his lower back and legs.

The moment the opponent couldn't hold back his strength, Ning Zimo ran 1 meter away from him. The midfielder was passed by and the middle of the road was wide open. Ning Zimo took the ball and charged forward. As soon as he rushed outside the penalty area, the opponent's central defender saw

If the momentum is wrong, you have to rush forward to cover the position, but the opponent's midfielder behind you is obviously much faster than you in chasing back.

There were interceptions in front and pursuers behind, and the situation became extremely dangerous.

Fortunately, football is never a one-person battle!

In the flash of lightning, a running figure in the peripheral vision attracted Ning Zimo's attention.

He made a bicycle-stepping motion, but the opponent's central defender stopped in his tracks without being staggered.

Want to complete a double attack?

No way!

Ning Zimo's left ankle shook slightly covertly, and the football drew a clever arc and flew out from the opponent's central defender's waist. The man's smiling face changed, and he turned his head along with the football in surprise.

Looking over, he happened to see a person behind him lightly receiving the football passed by Ning Zimo. He took a step forward and fired a shot from the penalty spot.

ball,

In!

…

With his hair turned into a bird's nest by his temporary teammates, Ning Zimo, who exited the court, stood at the foot of the steps and shook his head proudly to Ling Shengnan, "Beauty, let's go?"

Ling Shengnan looked at him like this, with the corners of his mouth raised, nodded, stood up and walked to the stand in front of him.

Today she was extremely well-behaved and talked less, but her well-behaved appearance while standing 50 centimeters away from the stands gave Ning Zimo a sense of oppression.

This strange feeling had not lasted for a second before Ling Shengnan reached out and grabbed his hair.

Body,

paused,

Ning Zimo was dumbfounded,

He numbly allowed Ling Shengnan to straighten his hair.

"Isn't it too late to call me a beauty?" The hand holding his hair suddenly reached out to Ning Zimo. Ling Shengnan asked with a smile, "I haven't seen you be so talkative about a girl in such a long time."

The slender fingers are right in front of you. If you greedily spread them over, you can see the wheat-colored arms. Looking back, you can see the girl's rosy cheeks.

Ning Zi thought silently and grabbed her hand without raising her hand. Ling Shengnan followed the force and jumped down the steps lightly holding the basketball in a tacit understanding.

Although he let go of his hand after landing, a different emotion than before seemed to be mixed in as the two walked closer.

"I didn't expect you to be really good at football." Ling Shengnan tilted his head and opened his mouth lightly, which was full of temptation.

Ning Zimo didn't know why he had so many assumptions. He explained, "I played football for 7 years from elementary school to high school. In the second half of my sophomore year, I was busy with my studies and stopped playing. Now I am busier than before I stopped school, and my skills are not as good as half a year ago."

"Then you don't have to play basketball with me anymore, so you can spend more time playing football. Otherwise, you will always bully me on the basketball court. How unwilling are you?"

"It's not too much to have too many skills. Since there are good beautiful teachers teaching online, where can I find such a good thing?" Ning Zimo raised his eyebrows.

Ling Shengnan's eyes became a little complicated when he saw Ning Zimo pretending to be flirtatious, but Ning Zimo just turned to the side to avoid her change of expression.

Looking at Ning Zimo's side face and thinking of his focused expression on the court just now, Ling Shengnan smiled and said, "Then I will take you to a bullfight today."

"Isn't the usual 3-on-3 and 5-on-5 half games just bullfighting?" Ning Zimo frowned. As a football enthusiast, he couldn't tell the difference between the bullfighting he usually participated in and the bullfighting Ling Shengnan said.

Ling Shengnan wanted to laugh when he saw Ning Zimo's confused look. It was normal for him to be focused, professional or distracted. Only in basketball or music, you might be able to see his different "cute" look.

"This time I mean one-on-one."

"Ah? I am the only one who has learned enough to run and dribble in a straight line. How can I beat your professional cross-stepping skills?" Ning Zimo turned around in surprise, but unexpectedly saw a provocative look on Ling Shengnan's face.

look.

Just now I thought she was being nice and talking less today, but why did she change into a different person in just a few minutes?

"Come on, come on!" Ning Zimo said "hatefully".

…

In spring in Hannan, it’s almost dusk before 6 o’clock.

The sports atmosphere at Hannan University of Technology is not strong. There are only a few bustling waves of people in the eight basketball courts, and there are a few small waves of male and female spectators surrounding them.

Ling Shengnan attracted the attention of many basketball youths as soon as she appeared on the sidelines of the court. But seeing the tall figure next to her, everyone lost some desire to explore.

The rules of one-on-one bullfighting are very simple. Ling Shengnan only told Ning Zimo once to understand the difference between this and 3v3.

Ling Shengnan insisted on starting with a very formal coin guessing, which actually made Ning Zimo arouse his competitive spirit.

Although I know that I will definitely lose to her in the end, I can't lose the battle if I lose.

"You attack first"

Ling Shengnan lost to Ning Zimo in guessing the coin, so he generously gave up the ball and stood two steps away from the three-point line, lowering his center of gravity and waiting for Ning Zimo to attack.

Although her eyes were fixed on the basketball in her hand, Ning Zimo still saw determination, determination and competitiveness in Ling Shengnan's eyes. Under her influence, Ning Zimo unconsciously calmed down.

But after all, technology is the key to victory on the basketball court, not to mention when the gap is so big.

Ning Zimo felt that her consecutive breakthroughs had gone a long way, and she even deceived her with fake moves like cross-stepping. However, the completely unfamiliar layup movement finally gave Ling Shengnan an offensive opportunity.

Ning Zimo could only hand the basketball to Ling Shengnan with a sad face, but when the basketball was in her hands, she would have 1,000 ways to torture herself to death, right?

Breakthrough layups, fadeaway jumpers from outside the three-second zone, cross-stepping to deceive the center of gravity and then layups. Ling Shengnan used solid basic skills to change his movements and tortured Ning Zimo over and over again.

Ning Zimo was already desperate when the third goal was scored. He always felt that Ling Shengnan seemed to be extra attentive and serious today.

How about facing yourself who is still a rookie?

After holding it all in one breath, Ning Zimo's tight pace suddenly relaxed. This subtle change was instantly noticed by Ling Shengnan.

"Ning Zimo, please concentrate, there will be no chance in the future..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Shengnan dribbled the ball and attacked again. Ning Zimo didn't have time to think and quickly concentrated on attacking.

But this time, Ling Shengnan didn't take any detours, and went straight to fight Ning Zimo against the basket.

Ning Zimo was stunned by her initiative, because he would inevitably touch her softness during the collision, and then she would helplessly force her to retreat to the three-second zone.

"If you retreat any further, you'll end up at the basket!"

Ling Shengnan glared at her with a sharp look, and Ning Zi unconsciously steadied her steps after being so provoked.

After pushing Ning Zimo with his shoulder, Ling Shengnan felt that he was already entrenched there, and that he who was full of energy was back.

Not long ago, a lunar year passed. From the first time I met him in the bookstore to the second time he helped pay for the book, to the third time I met him and paid him back the money and read the book, 44 days passed.

time.

It's hard to describe that mysterious feeling. It was like the first time she mustered up the courage to take the opportunity to pick up a book and strike up a conversation because of the attraction he exuded towards her at that moment. Then this person somehow walked into her heart.

, it seems that there is a separate private space reserved for him in his heart.

And I remind myself all the time to observe him and meet him by chance.

After so many days, apart from knowing that he is a high school student who is on leave, I only know that he is a big boy who likes technology, games and football.

The rest of the understanding is probably from the way she looks at her that is different from others in daily contact, the calmness that is different from her peers, and the natural feeling that is different from being with him.

I'm leaving now,

Ning Zimo.

Why is it that even when you are crowded together, you feel like there is nothing important that you have not done?

I won’t be able to study with you from now on,

I will never play ball with you again,

I will never come to watch you play football again.

I haven't even told you yet,

You still look handsome playing football!

Ling Shengnan frowned, and the basketball hit the ground regularly under her control.

Ning Zimo lowered his body and smiled provocatively at Ling Shengnan.

He is not afraid of losing, nor is he afraid of losing to a girl. After all, the three-legged cat skills he learned were all taught little by little by her in front of him. If she teaches seriously, he will be worthy of the time she spends on him.

With determination rising in his heart, Ning Zimo suddenly felt that the pressure from Ling Shengnan was decreasing.

Suddenly, Ling Shengnan lost control of the basketball in his hand.

It no longer bounces around in a controlled manner on the ground.

Ling Shengnan straightened up and walked over.

this,

this?

Is it walking!?

But the ball is still on the ground.

What's going on?

Is this a foul?

Or did she make a mistake?

At this moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through Ning Zimo's mind.