I still played five games today, but it took an hour more than usual.

The duration of tennis matches is very irregular. They end in more than an hour at a fast time. For example, if both sides alternately tiebreakers, they can play for half a day.

What's even more exaggerated is that there are some who can decide the outcome after playing for a day or two.

The audience will be blessed when encountering this situation. They can watch it for free the next day, and the organizer even takes care of the meal.

Long time naturally means that the competition process is in a stalemate.

The same is true for this practice match. Except for the larger score in the first set, the scores in the other sets were very close, and there were even several alternate tiebreak situations.

However, the final result was still the same, Gu Yun narrowly defeated Cheng Weiyun in one game.

It’s not that he has to win this game, but that Gu Yun feels that if he happens to lose to her before she goes to war, Cheng Weiyun will be suspicious.

Gu Yun didn't know how much help Cheng Weiyun could help this temporary special training, but it was better than not. At least Cheng Weiyun's defense of the bottom line ball in the next two sets is no longer so messy.

Speaking of which, this girl’s football quotient is quite high, and it can be understood at a glance.

As usual, after the game, the two of them poured water on each other.

Cheng Weiyun said to Gu Yun, "I will fly to London tomorrow afternoon, and the game will be at 1:30 next Wednesday local time."

Gu Yun nodded, touched Cheng Weiyun with the mineral water bottle in his hand, and said, "Good luck."

"How much do you think I have the chance of winning?" Cheng Weiyun asked suddenly.

"If I predict, the winning rate of any game will be 55, because there are two results, wins and defeats."

Cheng Weiyun didn't say anything after hearing this, and drank half a bottle of mineral water in one breath.

Then he said to Gu Yun, "I will win. If I win, as long as I enter the second round of the qualifying round, I will invite you to go to People's Square to eat that strange-flavored chicken."

Wimbledon's level is relatively high. Although Cheng Weiyun has entered the top 100 of the International Network League, it is indeed worth celebrating to be able to break through the first round of the qualifying round.

Gu Yun smiled, "You still see me eating?"

Cheng Weiyun said in a revengeful tone, "I'll eat it too, eat one."

She was not interested in this kind of snack, but Gu Yun ate it that day, so fragrant it made her obsessed with it.

At this time, Su Xiao, who had just helped to pack up his equipment, also came over.

He asked with a smile, "What are you going to eat? Will you take me with you?"

Cheng Weiyun said, "Of course, I will talk about it when I win the game."

After a pause, he asked again, "By the way, Su Xiao, your skin is so good, what kind of skin care products do you usually use?"

When Su Xiao heard this, he waved his hand and chuckled, "Where, I'm very lazy, I don't usually use it."

Cheng Weiyun frowned and thought to herself that Su Xiao doesn’t need skin care products, so what should I buy for her then?

Besides skin care products, what else is suitable for girls?

Wait, this problem seems to be wrong.

...

At this time, Cheng Zhongyuan also came over and said to Gu Yun and Su Xiao, "You are all hungry. Let's go and go to my uncle's house for dinner."

"No."

"No."

Su Xiao quickly refused, and then found that Gu Yun was talking in unison with him, and couldn't help but smile.

Of course, Gu Yun didn't want to have dinner with Cheng Zhongyuan, so he was too tired.

It’s better to go and eat something casually with Su Xiao, and be more comfortable.

When Cheng Zhongyuan saw this scene, he smiled helplessly, and then looked at Cheng Weiyun meaningfully, wanting to tell her that this is the situation and that is the matter - they are definitely not ordinary classmates.

He was very sure of this, and unfortunately, he was also sure that his daughter liked Gu Yun.

No evidence is needed, just because she will take the initiative to invite Gu Yun to have a meal together, it is enough to prove it.

Cheng Zhongyuan knew very well that his daughter had never liked to eat with people other than her family, and even Qin Zheng did not have the chance to eat with her at home.

If she is willing to make an exception for a person and takes the initiative to make an exception, then there is only one explanation left.

Cheng Zhongyuan really wanted to talk to his daughter, but how to talk about this kind of troubles of growth?

As a father, at this moment, he suddenly felt that his daughter had grown up.

I seemed to be getting older, and I couldn't help her with some things.

...

However, Cheng Weiyun did not show any special expression, as if she had known all this.

He just said to Gu Yun calmly, "I'll transfer the money to you."

Gu Yun raised his hand and said generously, "No need to do it today, just treat it as a free reward."

...

After saying goodbye to Cheng Zhongyuan and Cheng Weiyun, Su Xiao and Gu Yun left the tennis court.

It was almost nine o'clock now.

"So you are really so good at playing tennis!"

"When did I learn it, why didn't I know?"

"Can you teach me after the college entrance examination?"

"Is tennis rackets expensive? I'll buy a pair when the time comes? Then, where can I sell tennis uniforms? I think Cheng Weiyun's outfit looks very good. Is it pretty good to wear?"

Su Xiao was still immersed in the mood just now, constantly asking questions, and there was a tendency to worship Gu Yun as his teacher.

Gu Yun can ignore the first few questions, but Gu Yun heard the last question, which is a must-answer question.

This kind of question is equivalent to asking directly, who is better about Cheng Weiyun or her?

I had a good answer and I ate chicken tonight, but I couldn't answer and I ate dirt for a week.

The key is that she cannot directly say that she looks good. After all, Cheng Weiyun is really good-looking in tennis uniforms, and everyone is not blind. It is very fake to say this.

It can't be said that they all look good, it seems perfunctory to say so.

Of course, it is not necessary to say that Cheng Weiyun is good-looking. It is not necessary to say that she is not willing to commit suicide, but it is certain that breakfast will not be settled tomorrow.

After a brief analysis, Gu Yun answered her very seriously, "Cheng Weiyun looks good in tennis uniforms because the tennis uniform is designed according to the figure of a professional athlete like her, which reflects a kind of sports beauty, but you are different."

"What's different?" Su Xiao asked quickly, and a hint of anger began to appear on his face.

"You are not an athlete's body shape, but your legs are perfect and your body proportions are also very good, so it's okay to first control a tennis uniform. The key is that you have a gentle and restrained temperament that is different from athletes, which makes you feel a visual contrast when you put it on. Chanel's current design director Virginie Viade calls this contrast 'visual        accident', that is, visual accidents, which are a very popular fashion style now, and I think you can interpret it by wearing a tennis uniform."

Su Xiao was stunned for several seconds after hearing this, and then confirmed that Gu Yun was praising him.

He couldn't help but say, "Big liar, what a mess, is coming to fool me again."

After saying that, he raised his pink fist and hit Gu Yun for a while, but turned into a smile, his unconcealed joy and arrogance.

The evening breeze blows gently, refreshing. Under the dim light, the two of them walk side by side, and the street lights occasionally intertwin the long shadows of the two.

Several times, Su Xiao's soft and smooth back of his hands slid past Gu Yun.

With a warm temperature, I never stopped.

...

After about half an hour, I finally arrived at the downstairs of the community.

Gu Yun asked Su Xiao what he wanted to eat. Su Xiao was about to think about it carefully, but heard Ayong's wife calling her from afar.

"My sister Su Xiao, is it so late to school today?"

Su Xiao stopped thinking about it, pointed to the barbecue stall and said, "Let's bake steamed buns and eat them. I'll bake them for you. The steamed buns I roasted are so delicious."

Gu Yun smiled, "Then you have to eat and have a look."

So the two of them came to the barbecue stall. Gu Yun greeted Ayong and told him that Su Xiao wanted to roast steamed buns by himself. Without saying a word, Ayong quickly added charcoal to the place where there was no charcoal on the other side of the grill, and then moved to the side and opened a place for Su Xiao.

Gu Yun didn't even join in, so he sat on the small stool, opened a bottle of wine, and drank it leisurely with the peanuts and edamames brought by Ayong's wife.

Just then, a WeChat phone call came.

What surprised Gu Yun was that the phone call was called by Zhou Da who met at the pickled fish shop that night.
Chapter completed!