100 Moscow World Games-Women's Singles
◎One side is the red five-star flag, and the other side is the blue star-spangled flag.◎
Many white people outside the stadium formed a group to cheer for Shackleides Jamie.
Those people spoke American English, held a bottle of red Coca-Cola in their hands, and had the American flag painted on their faces, attracting the attention and curiosity of many neutral audiences.
When He Qianlu entered the semi-finals, he almost thought he had stumbled into a United Nations conference. The crowds were filled with people of all skin colors and hair colors. They were all sitting in groups of three or four, and everyone had to rely on the flags they held to identify each other.
When the American fans shout, the Chinese fans will follow suit, and their voices must be louder than the other side.
This comes from the Chinese people's desire to win.
When He Qianlu arrived, the game had already begun, and almost every seat on the field was occupied. It was too late to find the seat on his ticket, so he just found an empty seat that was crowded with Chinese people.
He had planned to come to Moscow again for the final.
Because I have confidence in Zhu Qi.
But I didn't expect that when I watched a match between Zhu Qi and Japan's Yuhara Xiang in Jianghuai Province yesterday, I found out that Zhu Qi had sprained his foot again. I was a little worried and rushed over early.
As soon as I arrived, I heard that the women's team's Maomao had lost to North Korea's Xilingen 3:4 and would have to wait for the bronze medal match tomorrow. Meanwhile, Zhu Qi and Shackleides Jamie had already started their first round of the match.
After He Qianlu took his seat, he felt worried as he looked at the tense situation on the field.
[Small score, Zhu Qi 7:7 Shackleides Jamie]
Because of that powerful burst of energy just now, Jamie successfully scored a point and tied the score.
As a deep blue sea of people surged and boiled wildly in the stands, like a raging sea, Zhu Qi, standing on the court, ignored them and looked down at his racket.
A circular dent was "hit" on the rubber, and it was slowly recovering to its original state.
This sense of power is truly extraordinary.
Maomao is also a power-type player, but compared to Jamie... there does seem to be some gap.
No wonder it was so difficult for Maomao to score during the last Sino-US exchange match in Beijing.
No.
Zhu Qi felt that Jamie's current power was far more ferocious than during the Sino-US exchange competition!
Athletes are all too familiar with the feeling of power.
Zhu Qi has seen so many players, from eighty-year-old men to teenagers, male or female, but none of them have such a strong shot as Jamie's.
Even among male players, he is top-notch.
Almost as big as a big bear.
I heard that several female contestants in Jamie's quarter wanted to jointly file a complaint, believing that Jamie's sense of strength was not female-like, which was not unreasonable.
Jamie is a male athlete himself, and his physical fitness is far better than many adult men.
Some female athletes can surpass men through multi-faceted training, but the energy and physical strength consumed in the process is far greater than if they already have such a high-strength physique.
Jamie only needs surgery to compete in the women's event.
But real women have to put in more effort and energy to achieve Jamie's physique.
This in itself is extremely unfair.
Zhu Qi picked up the ball at his feet, gripped the white ball lightly with his fingers, and bounced it on the rubber. He found that after a few rounds of play, the ball's rebound force was not enough.
The ball was hit hard.
Watching Zhu Qi waving at the referee and asking for a change of ball.
Ah Shui pulled a grimace on his face. "That guy just now was so fast when he fell to the ground that I couldn't even see the angle before he hit me. This kind of shot is obviously a man's style. I heard that in the quarterfinals, it was the Russian team's Little Snow and Jamie who played, and they were beaten by Jamie 4:1."
Little Snow has also been gaining muscle like crazy in the past two years.
When we played in the National Table Tennis Championships before, I felt that Snow's physique was almost as big as a weightlifter, but in the end he still couldn't withstand Jamie, who had the innate strength body.
"I heard that Russia's female singles player Snodiava was very angry after the match. She pointed at Jamie and said a lot of gibberish. I didn't understand it anyway. But looking at the faces of the people on the American side, they looked as ugly as falling into a toilet. Anyway, they definitely can't say anything good." Sasa also likes to inquire about news everywhere. Someone once joked that she was the successor of A Shui, the "Little Trumpet of National Table Tennis", and brought the latest gossip.
Qin Xiaoba was amused when he heard this: "I was wondering why a group of Americans and Russians were arguing yesterday. Could it be because of this?"
"This even made international news." Ah Shui glanced at him, his eyes filled with a look of "You don't even know this," and continued, "Those Europeans out there are saying that Snow is discriminating against transgender people and demanding an explanation from the Russian Table Tennis Federation. But the Russians aren't paying any attention. Instead, they're demanding that the US resubmit Jamie's testosterone test results, threatening to disqualify Jamie's results if they don't. Right now, the US and Russian table tennis federations are arguing over the phone."
It's a complete mess outside.
Qin Xiaoba was even happier: "Is it true? How do you know?"
"Brother Da Ling said that he watched the local Russian sports news yesterday. He has learned Russian." After saying this, A Shui continued to look at the game on the field.
Two more balls went back and forth on the field.
The score was tied again.
Zhu Qi and Jamie each got one point.
The coaches watched silently in the first row, while the children in the back communicated to relieve their tension.
"The Russians will definitely not care. The American stuff doesn't work in Russia. If they start fighting on the spot, it will be a lively scene. I will definitely go to cheer for the Russians." Qin Xiaoba looked at his elder sister preparing to serve on the court, and he wished he could go on the court and show off his muscles with Jamie.
"I heard from Baobao that Russia itself discriminates against homosexuals, and they must hate him even more since he's a transgender homosexual. No wonder I saw two burly guys in the American team just now. They must be specially hired bodyguards." A Shui added.
"Are these American men afraid of being beaten? They are like Chihuahuas. They howl when they are not beaten, but run faster than anyone else when a fight really starts." Qin Xiaoba followed with a "tsk".
Ah Shui wanted to laugh, but when she looked towards the entrance door of the locker room, her smile disappeared. She was worried: Why hasn’t Maomao come out yet?
In fact, A Shui could guess what the coaches were thinking.
Zhu Qi was under unprecedented pressure.
He participated in the competition with a foot injury and had received a blocking injection, but then he met such a strong opponent.
If Zhu Qi can successfully advance to the finals, then there is only a 50% chance of winning the championship.
But if we can't even make it to the finals... then it will be two Chinese people competing for the bronze medal in Moscow.
Chinese fans will definitely not be able to accept this.
I feel like the table tennis team is having a really bad year.
Not only was the men's event completely wiped out in the previous session, but the women's singles team was also eliminated first and didn't even get a bronze medal.
At least several men's events won gold medals this time, and if the women's singles also win, they will be able to return home with pride.
In fact, the coaches didn’t blame the cat.
In a competition, it's normal to have winners and losers.
Maomao must want to win the game more than anyone else, because he was the one who caused the loss of half the zone, and Maomao must be feeling very guilty.
By the time the next World Games rolls around, Maomao will be 29. In other jobs, this age wouldn't be considered a veteran, but among athletes, it's already on the verge of retirement.
Ah Shui knew that it was a bit too early for him to think about this kind of thing now.
But four years can pass in the blink of an eye, and a lot can happen for an athlete.
When we just finished the Tokyo game, Sister Xu Dong took a group photo with Zhu Qi, Maomao and several kids from the men's team, and jokingly said that she hoped you would all be there in four years.
At that time, A Shui thought that what he said was just encouragement, hoping that they could develop well in the national team. Later, he found that those who had been through it had more experience.
Just like the whole Moscow cycle.
Many people left the team.
Some returned to the provincial team, some became coaches, some went back to get married, some went back to study, and some went abroad to develop.
The score on the field changed back and forth several times.
The score was tied at [10:10].
It's really driving me crazy.
It's the same tug of war again.
The coaches were dragged down by Maomao and now they are dragged down by Zhu Qi.
This heart has been hanging in my throat and has never fallen down.
Zhu Qi lost one point.
The coaches on the stage turned a little pale.
Zhu Qi scored one point.
The coaches on the stage looked a little pale.
No one has ever said that being an athlete's coach is a job that is not suitable for people with easily fluctuating blood pressure.
But seeing such a scene.
Ren Xinhua felt a little more at ease.
Because she saw Zhu Qi adapting to each ball, and his control ability was improving with each ball he hit.
Zhu Qi.
He is a natural born table tennis player.
Jamie's ball gradually began to have no way of penetrating Zhu Qi's defense, while Zhu Qi's sliced balls were increasingly able to grasp the rhythm of counterattacking Jamie.
Inside the crowd, in the Hong Kong team area.
Huang Jiajia poked Mori Yunan in front of her and whispered, "Do you think Zhu Qi is learning my technique of cutting and attacking?"
The techniques Huang Jiajia mentioned refer to the many combinations in the process of chopping the ball.
Just like the combination punches thrown by many boxers in a boxing match.
Everyone knows that Tyson's best combination of punches is straight punch, side punch and uppercut.
But no one else in the world can match the power of Tyson's classic combination punches, because his punches are fast, fierce and accurate.
The same is true for playing table tennis.
If we were to hold a seminar on this topic, no one would have a more definitive answer than Jin Lili. Imitation is one thing, but truly achieving the same high quality, speed, and rotational speed is incredibly difficult.
When Huang Jiajia played mixed doubles, she liked to use slice shots to counter Zhu Qi's spin shots.
In fact, slicing the ball also has a certain effect on power balls, because Zhu Qi found that Jamie's ball speed was not fast, but it was very heavy when he received the ball.
"She" relies on super strong rotation to create such a heavy feel.
When the power ball was hit, there was a heavy "bang! bang" sound, which was indeed different from the balls Zhu Qi had heard before. Even Big Bear's ball sounded a little more "crisp" than Jamie's.
The sound sounded like a huge rock hitting the water, heavy and deep.
[Small score, Zhu Qi 11:10 Shackleides Jamie]
Zhu Qi chipped the ball, and when Jamie rushed forward, the ball went out of bounds and Zhu Qi scored.
Slicing the ball is really tiring.
This consumes too much physical energy.
She would cut off the spin on almost every ball Jamie hit, then add a new layer of spin on it. If Jamie hit a long ball, she would also add a loop.
Zhu Qi felt that he wasn't as strong as Jia Jia. Jia Jia had fought him and Song Linzhou for so long and seemed fine. But before his own round was even over, beads of sweat formed on his back.
But Jia Jia's "combination punch" is suitable for hitting Jamie.
Zhu Qi muttered quietly: "Just be tired if you want to."
On the other side, Jamie was so angry that he was about to explode. He was completely immersed in uncontrollable emotions and didn't even notice the American coach sitting next to him who was trying hard to wink at him.
"She" is definitely the Chinese girl opposite her. She looks short and not very strong, but she is so flexible that she can't be caught!
And most importantly.
Zhu Qi can always hit the ball back!
Almost all of the points I lost were due to the ball hitting the net or going out of bounds.
Zhu Qi seemed to have no offensive potential, but he was always actively creating opportunities and making mistakes.
Although it seems that Jamie is always attacking and Zhu Qi is defending.
But only those who have been there can tell that something is not right.
Jamie had a strange feeling.
The Chinese girl on the opposite side was adapting to her own strength and rotation, and she hit a lot of high-quality balls. The opponent couldn't catch a few of them at the beginning, but then gradually the rate of them hitting the table increased.
However.
As they tested each other in the first round, Jamie felt that Zhu Qi had almost adapted.
This cunning Chinese will not always put himself in a passive position.
She is like a cunning little crow, hiding her thoughts in the darkness. As soon as she finds an opportunity, she will immediately show her claws and peck at her opponent's eyes.
The truth is just as Jamie thought.
Next it was Zhu Qi's turn to serve.
She leaned over the table and got into a hitting position, but it was not her best serve over the baseline, but a hook shot that didn't spin.
Jamie had obviously never seen this kind of serve before, and he failed to judge the rotation for a moment, and accidentally hit the ball too high, causing Zhu Qi to reach out and hit a smash to score directly.
[Small score, Zhu Qi 12:10 Shackleides Jamie]
[Big score, Zhu Qi 1:0 Shackleides Jamie]
“Ahhhhhhhhh—”
"Beautiful! Great shot!!!"
“China is awesome!!!”
"Beat his dog face!!!"
The cheers at the scene were very loud.
Zhu Qi heard the familiar Chinese voice and shouted desperately to cheer himself up.
Because we won the first game by a big score.
Everyone was very excited.
However, foreign commentators did not think this game was important for Jamie.
Because Zhu Qi only won by a narrow margin.
This Chinese girl was very clever. She knew how to use this highly concealed ball to confuse her opponent, causing Jamie to suffer a great loss.
[Now Jamie has been given the first kill, which has never happened before in this World Games. Let's see how Jamie will deal with this situation.]
[I believe Jamie will catch up immediately and beat the girl across from him to a pulp.]
[Yes, just like how she defeated the other contestants before.]
Seeing Jamie's shocked and confused expression, Zhu Qi knew that "she" definitely didn't understand why she lost the first game in a daze.
China's table tennis is so good, and a big part of the reason is that everyone in the team is very competitive.
Moreover, the coach is multi-faceted when selecting players. He wants all types of players, left-handed, right-handed, long rubber, anti-rubber, slicer, and attacker.
Although the level of these sparring partners has not reached the level of the last World Games, I have seen a wide range of technical systems through my daily interactions with them, from daily training to actual ball pulling.
Zhu Qi has the strongest adaptability in the team and can quickly grasp all aspects of Jamie's ball skills.
Besides.
She's not stupid.
Why do you have to compete with a cannon in strength with a submachine gun?
Table tennis is not won by strength alone.
Xu Dong knew that at this time he needed to provide Zhu Qi with as many scoring ideas as possible. Now that Zhu Qi was leading by one game, Jamie must be preparing for a counterattack in the next game.
"Although Jamie has strong spin, she relies too much on the quality of her board. Furthermore, her overall playing style lacks structure. Many of the balls she hits feel like she's just swishing around, scoring when she can, and waiting for the next ball if she can't." Xu Dong glanced down at the bandage on Zhu Qi's right foot, feeling a little worried. "You can only play a few more rounds with her to disrupt her pace. That way, you'll have a chance to force her into making mistakes."
Zhu Qi knew that the method Xu Dong suggested was the safest.
But what Zhu Qi wanted was to be able to score points in an offensive way and not be in a passive position forever. Otherwise, it would seem like he was just picking up points everywhere and his fate was always in Jamie's hands.
Having taken care of Zhu Qi for so long, Xu Dong could guess what Zhu Qi was thinking as soon as he saw Zhu Qi frowning, so he could only quickly suppress Zhu Qi's idea.
"Listen to me, Jamie's hand is still hot right now. She's at the peak of her powers. What you need to do now is wear her down. Let her know that her moves are no longer effective against you. Then you can strike back and catch her off guard. Empty her arsenal and prolong the match as much as possible. Losing a few points won't matter."
It's time for a pause.
Zhu Qi nodded and walked back to the pool table.
It turned out to be the same as Xu Dong guessed.
At the beginning of the second game, Jamie used various lobs to lure Zhu Qi to give her a long ball, and then continued to lean over and rush towards Zhu Qi to score points.
Jamie's offensive suddenly became sharp and fierce, and he scored three points in a row.
[Small score, Zhu Qi 0:3 Shackleides Jamie]
The last ball bounced on the table and rushed directly towards the baffle behind Zhu Qi.
“Bang!”
The white ball hit the base railing of the baffle, directly "pushing" the iron baffle back a little!
The big screen zoomed in on the backstop that had been hit by Jamie's ball.
What kind of strange power is this?
A lot of energy.
“This is so exciting!!!!”
The few American fans on the field cheered and whistled loudly, treating Jamie as the god in their minds who was about to destroy the Great Wall of Table Tennis.
But looking at Zhu Qi's expression, he didn't seem to be in a hurry. Instead, he would look down at the racket in his hand every time he lost a point to confirm the hitting position so that he could make the next adjustment.
The first time, the ball seemed to hit a little high.
The second time, there wasn't enough friction at the hitting point.
The third time, the ball was hit too far outside the range.
The fourth time——
Jamie swung her arms, her entire body erupting in a jaw-dropping sense of power. Her clothes, juxtaposed with her muscular lines, made her look more like a boxer. As her arms swung, all the power in her body seemed to be instantly transferred to the racket, transforming the ping-pong ball into an incredibly powerful spinning ball that slammed into the table across from her.
This ball spins so fast!
The quality is so high!
Even if you don't catch the ball, you can see the violence and violent power of the ball with your naked eyes.
Everyone was looking at him with shock and envy, feeling that Jamie's fat body brought her an advantage in the game. Perhaps she was just unlucky in the last game.
but!
but! !
Somehow, the ball flew onto Zhu Qi's racket on the opposite side.
But Zhu Qi did nothing.
She just stood on the left side of the table, holding the racket horizontally in front of her, and still maintained the action of pulling the ball from the previous shot.
"Bang--"
The ball bounced directly back on Zhu Qi's paddle!
And then—it landed straight on the white line of the table on Jamie's side!
Zhu Qi scores!
Zhu Qi scored? ! !
Jamie watched as the referee flipped the scoreboard next to Zhu Qi's name, and the number changed from "0" to "1", revealing a look of surprise and trance as if struck by lightning.
[Small score, Zhu Qi 1:3 Shackleides Jamie]
"She" really saw the ball hit Zhu Qi's paddle.
That was a powerful shot that he had hit with all his strength and almost risked everything, but Zhu Qi hit it back so easily?
She didn't even change her posture or move her feet.
All the spectators who saw this ball had expressions of disbelief on their faces. It was hard to imagine that such a destructive explosive ball was hit back so easily.
And most importantly.
Zhu Qi is half the size of Jamie in both height and build, and standing opposite Jamie looks like a cute "little figurine".
But she can always get points from Jamie!
Why?
Why on earth is this happening?!
Jamie clenched his racket and roared in anger.
“Ahhhhhhhhh—”
This is her best move, the leaning and charging move!
Start by using it on the field!
I have never been beaten back!
This Chinese girl is so lucky!
The shout startled even the assistant referee sitting next to him. The two referees looked at each other, not understanding what was wrong with Jamie.
Many years later, with the advent of the Internet, many fans dug up the game known as the "Witch's Battle of Deification". Someone described Jamie's roar with four words - "sudden illness".
The American coach looked at Zhu Qi with a higher opinion after this goal, and suddenly realized why the head coach of the Chinese team did not let this girl play in the last Sino-US exchange match.
Saying that you have a foot injury is definitely a lie!
They must be afraid that the Chinese team would discover that they have such a "secret weapon" and that the American team would study it, so they deliberately "hid" it. That must be the case!
Including now.
The Japanese team said that Zhu Qi had a foot injury, but now she looks like she can run and jump.
How does it look like he has sprained his ankle or is feeling unwell?
How cunning...these Chinese people are!
Jamie finished yelling, but the anger in his heart seemed not to have been vented yet.
"She" walked back and forth beside the pool table, sometimes stamping her feet and sometimes shaking her arms.
No one knows what "she" wants to do, all they know is that "she" looks unstable and controlled by her emotions.
It’s okay, it’s okay!
Now Jamie is still two points ahead!
The American coach looked at Jamie again and knew that Jamie's old problem had come back again.
I get nervous as long as the game rhythm doesn't develop as I expected.
This behavior can be described in professional terms as poor sportsmanship.
When I was a male athlete, I almost got into a fight with my opponent, but it was just an internal competition in the United States.
The shot just now was a skill that Jamie was very proud of, and almost no one had ever been able to dodge it.
When the US team gave Jamie a physical examination report, the American coach found that Jamie's waist, buttocks and thigh muscles were more developed than normal people.
This is simply a natural explosive holy body.
When swinging and bursting the ball, you can directly use the strength of your waist to drive your arms, giving the table tennis ball enough rotational force to achieve the goal of scoring.
In order to train Jamie's technique, the American coach would watch Jamie do more than ten sets of push-ups and sit-ups almost every day. In the middle, the coach would also hang Jamie's waist up to let "her" keep "one" shape and level to exercise the core strength of the waist. This "killer move" was developed.
No one knows how Zhu Qi did it. He could hit the ball back so easily and even score a point?
Everyone thought this point was a lucky shot.
But if the American coaches can find a truly qualified coach, perhaps this coach will tell them that you only taught Jamie the explosive rotation, but you forgot to teach Jamie how to hit the spot.
It’s about how to control the ball to hit the position you want, instead of being led by the opponent.
When a similar scene appeared for the second time, all those who were sure that Jamie would continue to lead were dumbfounded.
It was still the same position, the same leaning forward and charging, the same ball flying towards Zhu Qi's racket, and the same Zhu Qi scoring without moving.
[Small score, Zhu Qi 2:3 Shackleides Jamie]
The whole audience let out a "Wow" sound, and the tail sound gradually lengthened as the white ball landed on the ground.
If the previous goal might have been luck, then this goal can only prove that Zhu Qi's level is indeed like that.
She could actually control the ball hit by Jamie!
She calculated that Jamie would hit the ball onto her own board!!
No matter how fast your ball is or how strong its spin is, it’s useless!
Because I can predict where your ball will land!
The moment you leaned over, I had already guessed where you would hit the ball, and then waited in advance!
The American coach understood.
Zhu Qi probably gave Jamie a chance to burst forward, but secretly added a little side spin to the ball, so if Jamie wanted to burst forward and get on the table, he had to hit Zhu Qi's backhand triangle area!
Then, Zhu Qi judges based on the rotation of the ball and the path it bounces, and just needs to wait on the path the ball bounces.
She's playing with her brain!
And Jamie looked ridiculous, like a cyst with muscles instead of anything else.
Ah Shui breathed a long sigh of relief and almost burst into tears.
Excellent! She knew Zhu Qi must have figured out the key to scoring! He would definitely win the match easily! He would definitely advance! He would definitely hold onto his half of the bracket!
Zhu Qi can definitely do it! ! ! !
The Chinese team here looks very happy, but Jamie on the other side gives people a very bad impression.
The emerald eyes seemed to have darkened in color, and the whole person looked like an active volcano about to erupt. Every cyan blood vessel running under the skin looked as if it would immediately burst out with magma and engulf everyone.
"She" cursed "Fuck", threw the racket on the table, and started wiping the sweat off her face.
There are also requirements for wiping sweat during the game. Both sides must reach a score of 6 points or above before wiping sweat can be performed.
But now the total score is only 5 points.
Zhu Qi felt that Jamie not only had problems with his physical structure, but his brain might also be a little off.
Even if these foreigners didn't pay much attention to mathematics since childhood, they should at least know the simplest addition and subtraction within 10 digits, right?
You don’t even know that 2 plus 3 equals 5, right?
really.
The Russian referee did not tolerate "her" and gave her a yellow card directly.
Jamie jumped up on the spot, pointed at the referee's face and spoke a lot of English, with "Fuck" always added at the beginning of every sentence like a punctuation mark.
Zhu Qi stood beside the table and watched the show.
What is this for?
Are you going to fight again?
The fight was definitely going to happen, and the referee just asked "Do you still want to continue the game?" and Jamie was speechless.
If he gets another yellow card, it will be a red card, which means he will be directly penalized with a negative point!
The American coach desperately slapped the railing in front of him, trying to remind Jamie to calm down.
Jamie calmed down, but not by much.
"She" threw the towel in her hand into the basket and kicked the basket in the process. The unlucky referee was almost hit on the foot by the basket and could only watch Jamie go crazy beside the table in silence.
Seeing Jamie so upset, Zhu Qi felt relieved.
If a person cannot even control his own emotions, then this person is no different from a primitive animal; he is just a reckless man who uses brute force.
Zhu Qi held the racket, lowered his upper body slightly, and stared at Jamie opposite him at the same level as the net.
Seeing Jamie hit another long ball down the center line, Zhu Qi was too lazy to bother with "her" anymore, and directly made a quick backhand shot, and pulled it back with a "click".
Jamie wanted to catch the ball, and when he was waiting for it to rise based on his own judgment and understanding, he found that the ball did not rise according to the route he understood, but went straight around his racket and sank.
This shows that Zhu Qi added a little bit of cutting touch when tearing the ball, which directly changed the rotation of the ball and added side spin to change the path of the ball.
Jamie hit an air beat.
“Ohhhhhhhhh—”
The entire venue was a sea of red, swaying like a burning flame, surging and burning among the crowd like waves.
On one side is the red five-star flag, and on the other side is the blue star-spangled flag.
Red is pushing blue back.
Now many discerning people who have seen this in the game think Jamie is a little funny.
Once again washed away by Zhu Qi.
Jamie rushed the ball and wanted to tell the world: I am very strong!!!
Zhu Qi made a prediction and said casually: Ah?
Jamie delivered another straight line, saying: I am not a brainless reckless man! ! !
Zhu Qi secretly added a spin and replied: You are who you are.
There was laughter in the stands.
With his back to the scarlet flames, Jamie slowly raised his face.
The man's flat jawline and slightly protruding Adam's apple all show the strength of his body.
The small golden bun tied at the back of her head seemed a little loose.
"She" had a string of golden hair hanging down from her forehead, like a steel knife, cutting her entire face into two parts, one bright and one dark.
Jamie looked very dangerous at this moment.
Jamie is laughing.
All the teeth were exposed.
very good.
Zhu Qi successfully angered Jamie.
Zhu Qi will be torn to pieces.
【Author’s words】
Starting in April, I don't know if my friends made an agreement, but they all fired their bosses [laughing and crying]. Then I became their dinner partner. After two days of eating, I was back to posting frequently. I'll only update at 9 o'clock these days. Love you guys. They also invited me to the Universal Studios in Beijing, but I declined. They really don't care about me, a coder who works all year round [crying]. But they said there was a HP section, and I was crazy excited [crying][crying][crying]
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