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For several days, the little princes were obsessed with the Cuju craze.
Jumping and passing the ball in the school could no longer satisfy the enthusiasm of the cubs. After school, the fifth prince took his two younger brothers to the Cuju field.
On-the-ground training!
¡°Brother is here to teach you how to play Cuju today.¡± The fifth prince held an exquisite gold-threaded bamboo-bone sheepskin ball, tossed it casually, raised it with his index finger, and spun the ball with his fingertips.
"That's awesome!" The sixth prince raised a pair of small fists, always the first to cheer for the fifth brother.
The seventh prince stood beside the sixth prince.
When entering the venue, the fifth prince was worried that he would be distracted and asked the eunuch to take away his little frog toy. Therefore, the seventh prince was a little confused at the moment. He looked up at the little bun and looked at the ball in the fifth brother's hand and at the field. The goal erected in the center has a slightly novel look, but it is not yearning.
After spending so many days together, Xue Yao already has a preliminary understanding of this fat little kid.
"The Seventh Prince doesn't want to play any game that requires exercise!"
This can¡¯t be blamed on the Seventh Prince¡¯s laziness. Cubs of his size are generally not very fond of sports.
"There are two main ways to play Cuju." The fifth prince explained while playing tricks.
He threw the ball, bumped his elbow, caught the ball with his index finger and spun it around, causing the Sixth Prince to jump in admiration!
"One is a fancy way of playing, which is called 'Baida'." The fifth prince explained: "This way of playing is less competitive and can be regarded as a performance form of Cuju. It depends on the player's basic ball control skills. You can change the tricks to maintain If the ball hits the ground first, you lose."
"Another way of playing is called 'ball building'." The fifth prince raised his hand and pointed to the goal in the center of the field: "To put it simply, it is to kick the ball into Fengliuyan. During the game, they will be divided into two teams, each team has twelve or Sixteen people. We will discuss this in detail later, but let¡¯s practice basic ball control first, which is to say ¡®play for free¡¯.¡±
"Great!!!" The sixth prince raised his fists excitedly!
The seventh prince was staring at the bird standing in the upper left corner of the goal, in a daze.
The fifth prince looked at the seventh prince with oppressive eyes.
The seventh prince looked back with understanding.
The two brothers looked at each other in silence for a moment.
The seventh prince lost his momentum, and finally raised his chubby hands to the fifth brother with difficulty, and weakly cooperated: "Okay"
The fifth prince nodded with satisfaction.
Xue Yao: ""
That little fat kid is obviously not interested, don¡¯t be fooled by him, Your Highness!
The three little princes each have a ball in their hands.
The fifth prince handsomely lifted the hem of his clothes and tucked them into his side belt to facilitate playing football.
The Sixth Prince followed suit and carefully bent over to lift up the hem of his clothes and stuff them into his belt.
The seventh prince stared at his two brothers for a while, then lowered his head and untied his belt.
Xue Yao: ""
Don¡¯t act like a hooligan all of a sudden! Why are you taking off your belt when others are tucking in their clothes?
Because the eunuchs and maids were all standing outside the venue, with no one to serve them, Xue Yao had no choice but to step forward and help the seventh prince tie his belt and tuck the corners of his clothes into the fat boy's side.
In addition to Xue Yao, there were two other players participating in the practice.
After listening carefully to the fifth prince¡¯s explanation, everyone started the first round of the ball-bumping competition.
The first one to come out was naturally the most active Sixth Prince. He threw the ball up, raised his foot and kicked it, successfully kicking the ball far away.
It only took a moment and it was over!
The fifth prince stepped forward and patted his younger brother on the shoulder: "The sixth prince still needs to work hard."
The Sixth Prince asked eagerly: "Can we do it again?"
"No." The fifth prince was very strict: "If you don't perform well in this round, just try again in the next round. Everyone only has one chance."
The Sixth Prince nodded disappointedly.
Next, the Seventh Prince comes on stage.
The little fat boy held the ball and walked to the designated position and stopped moving.
"Old Seven, let's start!" the fifth prince urged.
The Seventh Prince held the ball and murmured: "Old Seventh has begun."
The fifth prince encouraged: "Okay! Let's start!"
The Seventh Prince: "Okay, let's begin."
However, the fat boy still held the ball and did not move.
The Fifth Prince: "Let's start, Old Seven!"
The Seventh Prince: "Let's begin, Old Seventh."
Xue Yao can¡¯t stand it anymore.
¡°I guess he was the only one in the audience who understood what this little fat kid meant.
&He walked up to the sixth prince and solemnly asked: "Brother, don't give up playing football."
Otherwise, no one would place the seventh prince at the bottom!
The sixth prince thought that his younger brother was encouraging him, and he was immediately moved and said: "No! I will continue to practice hard. Can you also work hard with me?"
Xue Yao was almost heartbroken when he saw it.
When he grows up, the sixth prince, Nuan Baobao, is afraid that he will be played to death by this sinister brother!
"Hey, how many brothers are here?" Suddenly there was a strange greeting from outside the venue.
Xue Yao felt a chill in his back. The memory of the original owner helped him identify the owner of the voice.
The third prince, wearing a dark green Cuju uniform, held the ball under his arm, walked into the Cuju field with the fourth prince and a group of entourage in a casual manner.
As soon as the seventh prince heard the sound, the tips of his little ears twitched, and then he circled around in a panic and hid behind the sixth prince, his fat little body trembling slightly with fear.
"Even the seventh prince has been coaxed out? Hehe~" The third prince looked sarcastic and looked at the fourth prince next to him: "It's so difficult to do. How can the foreign barbarians kick our Daqi's Cuju?"
Xue Yao's heart was pounding, and out of the corner of his eye he couldn't help but look at the little fat boy hiding behind the Sixth Prince.
I hope this little kid doesn¡¯t understand what the barbarians mean.
The seventh prince is half of the royal family, so what the third prince said was too bold.
The three little princes who were usually lively seemed to have turned into sculptures at this moment.
The fifth prince stood not far away with a pale face, looking at the side face of the third prince with a depressed expression, not daring to move.
The sixth prince stared at the third prince across from him like a wooden stake, with his mouth slightly open, showing a bit of fear.
"Seventh?" The third prince walked towards the sixth prince with a smile, and said casually: "Why are you hiding from the third brother? Come here, the third brother will feed you delicious food, ah, hahahahaha!"
The seventh prince trembled even more.
As the third prince approached, the sixth prince also began to tremble, but he did not hide away. Instead, he trembled his hands and opened his arms slightly, like a chicken, to block the seventh brother behind him.
"Hey, the sixth prince is trying to catch chickens with me?" The third prince smirked at the fourth prince next to him: "Then let's just have fun?"
The fourth prince clapped his hands flatteringly: "Come on!"
There was a trace of cruelty in the third prince's eyes, and he reached out and grabbed the sixth prince's arm, dragging him forward without hesitation or weight!
"Ah!" The sixth prince shouted in pain, his eyes suddenly turned red.
"Your Highness!"
Xue Yao's mind was blank, so he stood up and pulled the Sixth Prince behind him to protect him.
??????????? All palace rules and status penalties are forgotten!
The third prince let go of the sixth prince¡¯s arm and looked over impatiently.
Xue Yao's reason finally came back, his teeth chattered, but he still raised a flattering smile: "I haven't seen your highness for a long time, I miss you so much!"
The third prince narrowed his eyes slightly: "Ayao?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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