south wind into my arms

Chapter 12 Ball Control
In the next few days, Nancy managed to get Nanfeng's phone number and harassed him every day.Nanfeng only thought of her as a girl who wanted to catch a girl. In fact, he didn't get the real appeal of this girl: she simply wanted to sleep with him, and she could spend money...

Anyway, he blocked her in the end.

Nanfeng's major in N University is philosophy, which is a major that is rich in lunatics.Nanfeng is different from the students of the same major. He experienced the joys and sorrows and ups and downs of life early on. Although he is only 20 years old, he has more ups and downs than many people's lifetime.If he really puts his heart into class and studies the ultimate mysteries of man and the world, maybe he will escape into Buddhism.

So Nanfeng didn't take his studies seriously, he skipped his lessons and copied his homework whenever he needed.

These days, what he devotes most of his time every day is his time at Shuqing Amateur Sports School.

Principal Wei and Director Ding enshrined him like a Buddha. Once, Principal Wei asked Nanfeng: "What are the qualifications of those two children?"

Regarding the question of "qualification", Nan Feng naturally had a ruler in his heart, but he didn't intend to say it out.Children are very malleable, and it cannot be summed up in a simple sentence of "qualification". He does not want to define them early, and he does not want to affect their future development because of his own definition.

It's the weekend again.

Almost all the sixth graders went to make up lessons on weekends, only Lu Sheng and Xu Zhiyao, two outliers, came to Shuqing Sports School rain or shine.

In the morning, Nanfeng asked Lu Sheng and Xu Zhiyao to fight, Lu Sheng practiced his left forehand, and Xu Zhiyao practiced his backhand.

The so-called "forehand", the popular explanation is to hit the ball on the same side as the hand, and the "backhand" is the other side of the body.For example, Xu Zhiyao uses his right hand, and his forehand is to hit the ball back from his right hand, but when the tennis ball flies to his left, he has to turn the racket to the other side, which is called a backhand.

The forehand and backhand have different emphases, the forehand is stronger than force, and the backhand is stronger than control.In the competition field, each player has different characteristics. Some players are good at forehand and some are good at backhand. During the game, they usually choose the opponent's weak link to attack.

Lu Sheng's situation is quite special.Nanfeng observed her for a few days, and found that she could play with both hands, and there was no difference for the time being.

At this moment, Lu Sheng's left-handed forehand hits the ball roughly in the same direction as an ordinary person's right-handed backhand, so she can easily send the ball back to Xu Zhiyao's left. Start complaining, "My shoulder is going to break!"

Both Nanfeng and Lu Sheng turned a deaf ear.

Xu Zhiyao pumped hard angrily, and the tennis ball spun towards him diagonally. Lu Sheng ran over in a hurry and seized the opportunity to save the ball.

"This side, this side!" Xu Zhiyao caught the ball steadily, and hit it to the other side of the opposite court. Poor Lu Sheng couldn't stand still, so he immediately ran to save the field.

Xu Zhiyao was laughing here, but it hurt Lu Sheng on the opposite side. The firefighters ran all over the field, and he was sweating profusely after a while.

Nanfeng called to stop.

Lu Sheng didn't know where the problem was. She was a little annoyed, and looked at him secretly, worried about seeing the disappointed expression on his face.

Nanfeng's expression was very calm.He didn't say anything else, just asked Lu Sheng to rest first, and then went to the court with his racket, and asked Xu Zhiyao as he walked, "Is it cool?"

Xu Zhiyao giggled, very embarrassed.

"Since it's cool, let's have a good time today."

The two then had a fight.

Standing here, Nanfeng was as stable as Mount Tai, hardly needing to move his feet, even if he wanted to move, it would be very small, as if Monkey King had drawn a cursed circle around him, so that he would never walk out of this circle.

Xu Zhiyao on the opposite side ran in a hurry.

He... can't run away...

Coach Nan's return was quick and hard.If it's just a simple high difficulty, it's fine if he can't get it, there's no shame in it.But the key point is that the speed and placement of those returned balls are very tricky, and the leeway is properly left, which is very just right, just enough for him to run over and hit back.He had no time to think, and no choice.

What a terrifying ability to control the ball!

What's even more frightening is that it seems that the direction and landing point of Xu Zhiyao's return balls have also been reserved by Coach Nan. The coach came over with ease.

run again...

Tennis is always under the control of Nanfeng, more obedient than domestic hamsters.

It went on like this for nearly an hour.Xu Zhiyao was exhausted and paralyzed, lying on the ground and refusing to get up, like a dead fish.Nan Feng walked over calmly and poked the ground lightly with his racket.

Xu Zhiyao was lying on the ground in a big shape, closing his eyes and pretending to be dead.

Nanfeng: "Don't you like to control the ball? Let me let you know what is to control the ball."

Xu Zhiyao: QAQ
Nan Feng turned his head and saw Lu Sheng on the sidelines looking towards him, with a pair of clear eyes full of fiery admiration.He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, coughed dryly, and looked at her with crooked eyebrows, "Didn't you see enough?"

These three words made Xu Zhiyao tremble all over with fright. He was afraid that Lu Sheng really "didn't see enough", so he got up quickly, with such agility, he was completely different from the dead fish just now.He looked at Lu Sheng pitifully, "Hey Lu Sheng, hurry up and save brother!" He had already given up using the "chicken leg" trick - as long as Coach Nan is around, the chicken legs in the cafeteria will line up and wait for Lu Sheng to flip the sign.

Lu Sheng was dumbfounded, as if she hadn't recovered from the shock just now, she replied, "I just...just think you are amazing."

Nan Feng shook his head modestly, "No, it's just that the opponent is too good."

"how did you do it?"

"Just control the direction, strength, and angle of rotation of the ball, and it's almost the same."

It sounds simple, but Lu Sheng knows that it must be extremely difficult to achieve this magic-like effect.She looked fascinated and asked, "Can I be like this in the future?"

Nan Feng laughed, "If you think you can, if you think you can't, then you can't."

In the following training, Xu Zhiyao became more honest, and fought Lu Sheng peacefully.

At lunch time, Lu Sheng and Xu Zhiyao went to the cafeteria with their rackets on their backs. Every time around this time, Xu Zhiyao was at his most refreshed.

Nanfeng leisurely passed by on his bicycle.The breeze gently stirred his white polo shirt.His legs were too long, which made the black bicycle look so petite.Seeing two people, he deliberately slowed down the speed of the bicycle, and the bicycle moved forward crookedly.

Nanfeng greeted, "Lu Sheng, come up."

"Yeah!" Lu Sheng walked over with a smile, tiptoed slightly sideways, and sat on the back seat of the bicycle.

Xu Zhiyao asked unwillingly, "Coach, what about me?"

Coach Nan's voice was so ruthless: "You run behind."

Xu Zhiyao was a little embarrassed, "Wouldn't that be walking the dog?"

"Don't say that, the dog is much more diligent than you."

"..."

(End of this chapter)