Chapter 3239 The Dog Abuser Is Here (3)

Zhang Yu couldn't say anything, so he spread his hands and let him take the ball.

Song Shijun chose the same blue ball as before, carried the ball with one hand and held the ball with the other, and walked to Han Qiqing's side.

Han Qiqing clenched her small fists to cheer him up.

"Come on, Sejun! Put all the rest down!"

Song Shijun smiled at her, "Obey!"

He didn't pose specifically, he just bent his waist, fixed his eyes on the bowling pins placed at the entrance of the hole, and then shot suddenly.

The ball, very fast, rolled straight towards the hole.

Han Qiqing stared nervously.

bang bang——

The remaining bowling pins were all knocked down.

"Wow! Awesome!" Han Qiqing jumped up happily, clasping her little hands excitedly.

Song Shijun shook his head with a handsome gesture.

"Hey, the technology is still so good."

Zhang Yu and the others were speechless, "Is this all right?"

Next, others followed suit.

It can be seen that they often play, two or three of them also scored full marks, and the one with the least also poured eight bottles.

Han Qiqing was dumbfounded, "You are all masters."

They replied modestly, "It's okay."

Only Song Shijun nodded without humility and said, "No, I am the best of the best!"

Han Qiqing smiled and said, "Smelly shameless, if you praise you, you will go to heaven, right?"

Song Shijun said, "Why don't you go to heaven?"

In the next few rounds, he let her go first.

Han Qiqing saw that his technique is so good, no matter how badly she misses the first ball, he can make up for it, so she didn't worry anymore, let go and play.

Originally, she should have been sitting on the bench and could only watch them play.

Since Song Se Joon asked her to help, she also got involved.

It's not that Han Qiqing has never played bowling before, but this is the first time she feels that bowling is so fun.

Of course, the premise is that someone can help him remedy it.

In the last round, Song Shijun's skills were excellent, so the score ranked first.

Zhang Yun's score was very tight, and he followed closely behind, only two pins away, just because he made a mistake once.

This is the last ball.

Zhang Yun wanted to catch up with Song Shijun, this shot was crucial.

As usual, Song Shijun asked Qiqing to help him drive the first ball.

Zhang Yu led the others and yelled in Han Qiqing's ear, "Go into the ditch! Go into the ditch! Go into the ditch!"

Han Qiqing stared at them speechlessly, "Hey, enough of you, I'm already lagging behind, can't you give me some encouragement?"

In the first few shots, she poured four bottles at most at one time.

Zhang Yu said, "Qiqing, can you help me? Throw the ball into the ditch, please, I want to beat him!"

Han Qiqing resolutely refused, sticking out her tongue at him, "No, why do you want to help you?"

Song Shijun smiled and said, "Yes, why do you want to help you? Qiqing is helping me if she wants to help, right? Come, let me teach you."

Han Qiqing listened to his instructions very carefully.

Zhang Yu and the others were booing and harassing them.

Song Shijun said to Han Qiqing, "Don't look at the fairway, just stare at those bottles, and then think in your mind, I'm going to smash them to death, by the way, you can imagine these bottles as Zhang Yun's face, smash them to death, just Throw it out in one go."

Zhang Yu shouted in protest, "Hey! Why did you imagine my face? How did my face offend you?"

Song Shijun ignored him.

Han Qiqing settled her posture and did as he said.

those bottles...

It was Zhang Yun's face.

smash them to death!

Han Qiqing kept her eyes on, flicked her hand, and the ball went out.