Counterattack Guide of the Female Cannon Fodder

Looking at the tennis racket deliberately damaged, Su Li's face was gloomy as if the coming thunderstorm day.

This is not the prince of tennis. He deliberately destroys other people's rackets. Is this serious?

She finally knew that the malice of some people in this world was naive and hateful.

The little Ling on the side was already red with angrily, "How could this happen? Who did it? Is that He Xin? Did she use this method to disgust you because she knew she couldn't beat you? It's too much, I will go to her to settle the account!"

Said she was going outside.

Su Li grabbed her, "Even she would not admit it, and it may not be her."

"Then what to do? Your game is about to start, tempo..." Xiao Ling also knows that her tempo is adjusted by herself, and it cannot be replaced by other people's tempo.

"Time is urgent. The most important thing right now is my game." Su Li picked up the racket she had just used for warm-up training.

"Then this matter is forgotten?" Xiaoling was so angry, "And what should you do if you want to change your tempo in the middle of the game? There is no alternative!"

"Then make a quick decision." Su Li carried the bag on her back and walked outside. "Of course this thing can't be forgotten, Xiaoling, you help me tell the coach about it."

Her dressing room was not originally exclusive to her alone. Before, Xiao Ling and two other girls from the same school were also using the dressing room. It's just that all three of them have been eliminated, which means that by now, this locker room belongs to Su Li alone.

And she clearly remembered that she had locked the locker room door before she left, but when she came back, the door was hidden...

Logically speaking, ruining her beat is just not wanting her to win. Then there are only two people who are so malicious towards her.

One is He Xin and the other is Zhao Qingxin.

It's just that she still can't judge whether this matter was done by one of them.

She walked to the players' lounge on the center court with a calm face carrying her bag, and happened to meet Zhao Qingxin, who had just finished the interview.

"Congratulations."

Su Li, who rarely took the initiative to speak, said suddenly when the two were about to pass by.

Zhao Qingxin glanced at her unexpectedly, probably because she was in a good mood after winning the game, and there was a smile on her face. Only after Su Li spoke, the corners of her mouth collapsed.

She glanced at Su Li up and down, her eyes flickered when she scanned her bag, but she quickly recovered her expression, she lowered her voice and said, "Try to make it to the final."

Su Li glanced over her expression. It seemed that Zhao Qingxin's affairs with her racket couldn't be delayed.

"Well, you are ready to lose." Su Li was angry, so she stabbed her.

Zhao Qingxin didn't care about her anymore. She didn't seem to worry about losing the finals, so she brushed her shoulder and left.

At this time, Su Li's mobile phone had a message reminder.

She took out her phone and took a look, and found that it was a genre voice.

"Come on, wait for your good news."

There is a trace of fatigue in his voice, and it sounds like he hasn't rested for a long time.

Su Li was startled, it seemed that he was really busy at work... Thinking of this, she didn't feel unhappy anymore.

She moved her fingers and typed: "I will win."

[Host, how are you going to win? 2333 looked at the only tempo she could use.

[Quick decision. Su Li left four words, turned and went into the lounge, waiting for the game to start.