If you hadn't come, how old would you make me

Chapter 7

At the end of November, the school suddenly started a vigorous sunshine sports activity, and Wen Ran received a sad news when he returned to the dormitory.

Classmate Tong Zhou, director of the Propaganda Department of the Research Institute, put his hands on his hips: "Wen Ran, I remember you once said that you learned tennis when you were a freshman. Is there such a thing?"

Wen Ran couldn't help but blushed, why didn't she remember what she said?While rubbing his face, he replied vaguely, before he could react, he was hugged by Tong Zhou's waist: "That's it, it's you!"

"Me? What am I doing?"

Liu Feifei cast a sympathetic look from the lower bunk: "What kind of Sunshine Games will be held in the courtyard next month? Everyone, big and small, is invited to participate. Our class also has quotas for events. If we don't make up enough, the class's usual grades will be deducted. This is really..."

"Then what projects do you have?"

"Jump the big rope and kick the shuttlecock."

"..." It seems that the two of them are still taking care of her, but can she struggle for a while, "Hey, speaking of which, I play tennis very badly. During the exam, I didn't have more than ten sparring rounds with my partner. Moreover, my wrist hurts after swinging the racket for a long time. When it hurts, I basically can't pass the net when I serve, and I can't pass the net..."

"Stop!" Tong Zhou called to stop, "Why don't you just drill the hula hoop and think for yourself..."

Wen Ran: "..." After thinking about it again and again, he still succumbed to Tong Zhou's lust.

Standing on the tennis court and running while holding the tennis ball, Wen Ran felt powerless inside.Tong Zhou stood at the other end of the net and waved to her: "Student Wen, I sacrifice myself to practice with you, so please fight for it."

It's true that a half-baked sparring partner who has never held a tennis racket has given up her life!Resisting the urge to rub her face, Wen Ran threw the ball into the air. With a swing of the racket, she opened her eyes wide and looked over, but the result really did not disappoint her, as expected—it missed the net.

She looked at Tong Zhou with a smirk all over her face: "That's right, let's pick up the ball and continue."

This continued for one morning.Wen Ran, who had not been exercising for a long time, was so tired that he was out of breath. He swung his wrist until he was about to dislocate it. With the last effort, he swung the ball out of the net.Not having the strength to pick up the ball, Wen Ran put down the racket, put her hands on her knees, and gasped for breath.

"I might as well go hula hooping..."

"You're a worthless..."

When she heard Tong Zhou scolding her, she didn't even have the strength to raise her head to refute.Rubbing her waist, just as Wen Ran was about to get up, a pair of brown round-toed leather shoes came into view, and further up were black suit trousers. The unhurried pace gave Wen Ran a premonition that she hadn't had time yet. After confirming it, I heard Tong Zhou beside me yelling sweetly: "Ms. Ye, where are you going?"

Teacher Ye, Ye Yizhen, it really is him.Wen Ran straightened up and looked at him with puffy cheeks.

I saw Ye Yizhen's eyes were full of kindness, holding the ball she just threw out and hadn't had time to pick up in his hand, his eyes swept over Wen Ran's little red face, a faint smile appeared on his face, he nodded slightly to Tong Zhou , the little girl Tongzhou was very excited: "Well, just walk around."

On the campus of University B, there is a family area specially built for teachers, and many teachers have bought houses in it.Ye Yizhen also bought an apartment at the beginning, but he seldom lived in it, and lived in that apartment in the city most of the time.In the past few days, due to busy projects and tight time to go back and forth, I temporarily lived in the school.It was just after class that day, he didn't drive, he walked slowly in the campus, his eyes swept away inadvertently, and he saw Wen Ran standing on the tennis court.Standing there watching for a while, the clumsiness of her teeth and claws made him smile.

He played with the yellow-green ball in his hand, and looked at Wen Ran with a smile in his black eyes: "Did you sign up for tennis at the sports meeting?"

A certain person who had been dictated by Professor Ye's authoritarianism not long ago gave a muffled hum. Ye Yizhen smiled and returned the ball to Tong Zhou, then picked up her racket and took a closer look, "This racket is not bad." He glanced at her again, only to see that her cheeks were even more bulging.

Wen Ran pursed her mouth: "I learned tennis four years ago." I forgot what I should have long since forgotten.

Ye Yizhen didn't seem to understand what she meant, and continued to say with the racket: "Your playing posture is not bad, but the posture of holding the racket is a little bit wrong. If you hit it like this, it is easy to hurt your wrist." She glanced at her wrist and asked, "Does your wrist hurt?"

Do you want to guess so accurately?Wen Ran burst into tears, but still replied obediently: "Yes, it's okay."

"Miss Ye, do you know how to play tennis?" Seeing how professional he said, Tong Zhou asked pleasantly

"Well, I also practiced when I was in college." He took the ball and swung the racket. The ball followed a parabola and landed smoothly in the designated area on the opposite side.The movement is perfect, with a smooth flow in one go.

When he was in college, he liked sports for a while and got involved in many sports, among which tennis and outdoors were his favorite.After working a lot, I slowly put it on the shelf, and then take it out at this time, it only takes a light touch, and the familiar feeling returns.

In contrast, someone is even more ashamed.Tong Zhou patted Wen Ran on the shoulder, and looked at Ye Yizhen staringly: "Teacher, why don't you teach us Wen Ran, this kid is a bit stupid, but he is still smart and willing to learn."

Ye Yizhen looked at Wen Ran's angry eyes wide open with a gentle expression, but he dared not speak because of his presence, as if he was asking for her opinion.Wen Ran was still hesitating when he was poked in the waist.She turned her head and glared at Tong Zhou, and could only look at Ye Yizhen sincerely.

Ye Yizhen smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

The time is about Sunday.

The temperature in city B generally dropped that day, Wen Ran went downstairs with a complete set of gloves and scarves, but she was still so cold that she couldn't help stomping her feet.In contrast, Ye Yizhen's clothes are very relaxed.

Wen Ran looked at him in disbelief.

"Is it cold?" He raised his eyebrows and handed over a thermos cup.

Wen Ran held it in his hand, and with chattering teeth, he couldn't speak clearly: "It's very, very cold." She kept praying in her heart that Professor Ye would be lenient and let her go back after practicing several times.

Ye Yizhen smiled lightly and nodded: "Well, very good."

Wen Ran looked at him suspiciously, and only heard him say: "This kind of weather and your physical condition are very suitable for a 2000-meter long-distance run to warm up."

Wen Ran suddenly became confused in the wind: "Ye, Mrs. Ye, this can't be done——"

Teacher Ye didn't take it seriously, and smiled gently: "Let's get started, Student Wen."

Wen Ran almost wanted to curse, but he was facing Ye Yizhen, Professor Ye.She gritted her teeth, but still held back, and started to do uniform deceleration circular motion along the huge 400-meter circle of the playground.It wasn't until she warmed her body that she stopped panting, her cheeks and the tip of her nose were bright red: "Teacher, can we start?"

As he spoke, he glanced at him, and instantly fell into a pair of black eyes.Those eyes were warm and warm, filled with a faint smile, which made her shake slightly, and immediately felt a burst of heat on her face, which must be blushing.She rubbed her face subconsciously, only to hear Ye Yizhen laugh in a low voice: "Okay, let's start."

Holding the racket, she listened carefully to his explanation of the difference between Eastern and Western gripping methods, and felt the warmth of his palm when he corrected her grip posture.

"When you backhand, you must hold this place with a tiger's mouth, otherwise your wrist will hurt easily. Come on, try it." He corrected her posture and handed her a ball by the way. It didn't take long for her to master it All the essentials, and even several rounds can be connected.

Holding the racket, Wen Ran was both excited and disbelieving.

Ye Yizhen looked at her with a faint smile: "Actually, it's not how difficult it is, it's just that you reject it from your heart and are unwilling to take the first step."

Wen Ran rubbed her sore wrist, and said: Why did the college suddenly want to hold this kind of sports meeting for the whole college? It really hurt my old bones..."

Ye Yizhen, who was drinking water, paused for a moment, a soft smile flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head slightly: "Then what do you usually do?"

Wen Ran thought for a while, and replied: "I'm in class, and I work part-time when I'm short of money." In fact, she seldom has money short, her mother works in a bank in T City, and her salary is high.It's just that she subconsciously doesn't want to make her mother work so hard, and she doesn't want to be a rice bug at this age, and she will still be a tutor on weekends.

After listening, he seriously concluded: "Well, being able to span the life of 20 years old to 40-[-] years old in one fell swoop is considered a skill."

Wen Ran was depressed, but Professor Ye seemed unaware of her thin layer of anger, and analyzed for her gently and rigorously: "Although you always feel that you are very busy every day, you have to go to class and do projects with me , and have to deal with trivial things from time to time, but as soon as you are free, you will feel that you have not done anything, and the feeling of emptiness makes you feel depressed--" After a pause, he suddenly asked her: "Wen Ran, I said right?"

Wen Ran looked at him with her mouth pursed, without saying a word.

Professor Ye concluded his statement: "Do what young people should do, and have the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys that young people should have. Even if it seems naive, arrogant and immature to others, it doesn't matter. Because these are young people. human rights."

"Teacher, I also have a goal. I don't just live in a muddle." She argued weakly. "Besides, you are a young man every bite. Are you not a young man?"

"Oh?" He smiled softly. "Recently, few people say that I am a young man. It must be because I have educated people more than usual, which gives people a sense of vicissitudes."

Wen Ran couldn't help being angry, so he knew.Then should you tell him, don't educate people more, and don't use your brain too much, otherwise you will be more prone to premature aging——

(End of this chapter)