Lu Wanwan raised her hands to the side of her face, not looking at someone's beauty, and said: "Don't let Han Jingmo get close to the basket in tomorrow's game. Try to force him outside the three-point line. Although he can make three-pointers, his hit rate is not high."

On the contrary, Gu Qiaobei's three-point hit rate is very high, and his shooting posture is also beautiful.

Qin Chuan nodded: "He and I are in the same position, both are small forwards. First, stare at him one-on-one, and then double-team him if it doesn't work."

"Be careful not to let him commit a foul."

"The key is that his style of play is too sharp, his breakthrough is very strong, and it is difficult to defend."

...

From the discussion, Lu Wanwan clearly felt Qin Chuan's mentality of wanting to win, and suddenly felt that with this all-out effort, their team might not lose.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the recording finally ended.

Back at the hotel, before Lu Wanwan could use the room card to open the door, Han Jingmo grabbed her and pulled her into his room. As soon as the door was closed, he pushed her against the wall and asked in a deep voice: "What did you talk about with him?"

The sudden darkness made Lu Wanwan blink. Her brain slowly received his question and she answered truthfully: "We discussed how to deal with you."

Han Jingmo: "..."

Lu Wanwan raised her arm and fumbled to turn on the light.

The sudden light was a bit dazzling, and she squinted unconsciously.

After a while, she could see his expression clearly, which was so faint that no emotion could be seen.

Lu Wanwan tiptoed and kissed him on the lips: "Are you angry about this?"

"You smiled at him five times."

The tone of the statement was flat, but it was serious.

Lu Wanwan was stunned and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows, his eyes were neither cold nor hot.

Lu Wanwan covered her lips and coughed lightly, stopping her smile, and said in a more serious tone than him: "Then I will smile at you ten times now."

Han Jingmo lowered his eyes, seemed to think for a while, and nodded reluctantly.

This time, Lu Wanwan couldn't help it anymore, not only did he smile ten times, but also gave two bonus times, then rubbed his sore cheeks and sternly taught: "Don't embarrass others with the ball in the future, what if

you hurt others?" "Then don't get so close to him in the future." Seeing her so close to others, his first reaction was to destroy her.

Those cold emotions and morbid possessiveness never disappeared, but were temporarily hidden under her comfort.

Lu Wanwan touched his nose and explained, "Qin Chuan just asked me a question, and he needed to avoid the cameraman, so he got closer."

"What question?"

"Are you and I...in love?"

Han Jingmo's eyes darkened: "How did you answer?"

Lu Wanwan uttered, and then reacted: "I forgot to answer."

...

Han Jingmo was about to speak, and suddenly there was a knock on the door. He frowned, looked through the cat's eyes, and saw that it was Gu Qiaobei, and reached out to open the door.

Gu Qiaobei smiled exaggeratedly, as if deliberately reminding: "On this dark and windy night, let us see what you are doing quietly in the room?"

Lu Wanwan, who was by the wall, heard this and immediately tidied up his clothes to prevent anything from going wrong.

The cameraman came in behind Gu Qiaobei, and the camera moved in front of Lu Wanwan.

At this moment, Gu Qiaobei must have an expression as if he had discovered a new Lu, and asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

Lu Wanwan wanted to find an excuse to get away with it, but Han Jingmo said, "I went to borrow something from her."

The implication was that she didn't come here on her own initiative.

Although it is not known whether this segment will be broadcast, such remarks are a good counterattack to Lu Wanwan's remarks that she is obsessed with him.

Gu Qiaobei avoided the camera, winked at him, made a few jokes, and then took Lu Wanwan away to raid other guest rooms.

After a tiring night, it was almost dawn when he finally lay down on the bed.

Lu Wanwan took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Han Jingmo: Are you asleep? Han Jingmo

: No. Lu Wanwan

: Are you waiting for me?

Han Jingmo: No.

Lu Wanwan said indifferently: Then go to bed quickly, you have to record another day tomorrow.

Han Jingmo: Well, you should rest soon too.

After saying good night, Lu Wanwan was too tired to move, and fell asleep as soon as he put down his phone.

In the final battle of the next day, Lu Wanwan was full of confidence.

But within two minutes of the start of the game, he noticed something was wrong.

Han Jingmo's playing style is usually sharp, why is he sharper than usual today? It's

almost like no one can defend him.

In just this moment, he scored ten points on Qin Chuan, a full ten points!

NBA stars only scored 13 points in 35 seconds!

Lu Wanwan's confidence went from 100 times to 50 times, but it was still early and the situation could still be reversed.

Sitting in the audience watching the game, she unconsciously wanted to cheer for her team, but she didn't dare to shout, for fear that Han Jingmo would be jealous again, so she could only shout silently in her heart.

As a result, Qin Chuan and another team member defended Han Jingmo together, but he still dunked the ball, scoring two points and a free throw opportunity.

On the free throw line, Han Jingmo turned his head slightly, glanced at Qin Chuan, raised his hand to shoot, and scored.

Qin Chuan's face was tense, and he immediately adjusted his strategy, pulling out three people to double-team Han Jingmo.

But even so, they still couldn't make a good defense.

This game can be said to be very tragic and unbearable to watch.

But a true warrior dares to face the bleak life and the blood.

Warrior Lu Wanwan watched to the end without blinking, feeling sad and regretful for his team, while suffering from the reproach of his conscience, and was infatuated with Han Jingmohua. After recording

the show in the afternoon, everyone took a break and left.

Before leaving, the director asked Qin Chuan privately: "If you have time in the future, you can come to our show more often."

Qin Chuan raised one corner of his mouth: "Thank you, director, I will come when I have time."

Lu Wanwan had no other schedule and went home directly.

On the way, noticing that there were no paparazzi following the car, Lu Wanwan turned the steering wheel and headed to Han Jingmo's house. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted, "Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry."

Han Jingmo shook his head slightly.

Seeing him walk into the kitchen, Lu Wanwan was surprised, "Can you cook?"

"No."

"Then why are you going in?"

Han Jingmo shook his phone, indicating that he was checking the recipe.

Lu Wanwan's face turned pale, as if she remembered the fear of being dominated by the dark cuisine that day, and she tactfully suggested, "You're tired all day, don't cook, order takeout."

Han Jingmo glanced at her nonchalantly.

Lu Wanwan shut up, quiet as a chicken, and prepared to poison her stomach.

Seeing water droplets on the ends of his hair, it seemed that he had just taken a shower. Remembering that he had also been outside for a day recording a program, he went to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

After coming out, he actually smelled the aroma of food.

Lu Wanwan was stunned. Is he so amazing?

Walking over to take a look, he was standing in front of the kitchen table, concentrating on looking at the pot of boiling water. The curling mist blurred his profile, making it a little unclear.

His legs were slender, and his white knitted shirt reflected his bony shoulders.

Lu Wanwan's heart softened, and then a burst of pornography came over him. He didn't want to eat anymore and wanted to knock him down.