south wind into my arms

Chapter 17
Lu Sheng's mood at the moment was as if a fighter jet that was flying into the sky suddenly crashed without warning.

However, the game had to continue, and she didn't even have time to sort out her mood, so she stood outside the serving line again.

For her now, serving is the best moment to attack.She pursed her lips and looked at Nan Ge on the opposite side, and decided to increase the strength of her serve.

But this time, she was a little hesitant in her movements. She had gained strength, and the tennis ball accelerated, but after flying over the net... it went out of bounds!
Lu Sheng's heart suddenly sank.

An out of bounds is a serve error.However, the first mistake is not considered a loss, and she still has another chance. If she makes two consecutive serve mistakes, the ball will be given to the opponent.

She didn't dare to attack recklessly, and served a relatively cautious ball.

Nan Ge picked it up very smoothly, and Lu Sheng even heard her laugh.

Lu Sheng was not reconciled, and became impatient for a while. Taking advantage of his height advantage, he ran to the net to play a volley, but Nan Ge reacted quickly, predicted accurately, moved quickly, and swung his racket against the generals. Lu Sheng flew past and rushed directly to the bottom line.Lu Sheng never had a chance to touch it.

Cross the ball!
Lu Sheng was suddenly annoyed by her impulsiveness, she should stick to the bottom line!
Next, Lu Sheng played very conservatively, but being conservative meant being passive. Nan Ge was very aggressive, and he won two consecutive goals against her.

Four goals in straight sets!

His serve was broken so easily by the opponent, Lu Sheng dared not look at Nanfeng again.

Lu sat on the rest chair, unscrewed a bottle of water and drank it. The cool water slid into her fiery throat, which seemed to take away some heat from her body.The cheers and cheers from Nange's relatives and friends on the sidelines continued, and Lu Sheng was a little dazed, feeling as if the noisy voice had reached her ears, scrambling to get into her brain.

On the other side, Xu Zhiyao was not reconciled, shaking the sign and shouting: "Lu Sheng, come on! Lu Sheng, come on!" Shouting so heartbreakingly.

Lu Sheng wiped her sweat indiscriminately. She lowered her head, not daring to make eye contact with Xu Zhiyao who was cheering her on, let alone...looking at Nanfeng.

She just wanted to bury her head in the ground.

Nan Feng was sitting on the sidelines, with his hands casually folded on his knees, with a relaxed posture.He looked at her silently, and saw her with her head buried, her shoulders shrunk slightly, sitting in a small ball by the open field, so lonely and helpless, like a homeless chick.

Suddenly, I felt distressed and wanted to hug her.

When the rest time came, Lu Sheng played again. This time it was Nan Ge's turn to serve, Lu Sheng had completely lost his momentum and hardly formed any attack power. This time, Nan Ge gave him a duck egg.

Lose eight balls in a row, lose eight balls in a row!
Lu Sheng didn't know what was wrong with her. She played very hard and showed what she usually learned, but Nan Ge seemed to always know what she was going to do, and always had a way to deal with it, but she...she was beaten completely. There is no way to fight back.

How to do how to do?
In the past, if you had any problems, you could go to Coach Nan directly, but during the tennis match, players and coaches are not allowed to communicate with each other, so now Nanfeng can't help her, Nanfeng can only watch her from the sidelines, watching her lose again and again , watching her being slaughtered.

Alone and helpless, at the mercy of others.

Lu Sheng was so sad that she almost collapsed.

Listening to the deafening cheers from Nange's relatives and friends during the break, a strong sense of unwillingness suddenly surged in her heart, she couldn't help but increase the strength of her hand, and the mineral water bottle was deformed by her pinching.

Not reconciled, not reconciled to losing like this!
We can't go on like this, we must think of a way.

Lu Sheng took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She didn't know if she could really think of a way.

What advantage does she have over her opponent?

Older, taller, stronger...should be bigger, right?Oh, and, she can play with her left hand.

While the advantages are few and far between, they are there.

In the next round, it was Lu Sheng's turn to serve again. This time, she changed her strategy and kept attacking Nan Ge's backhand with her left forehand.

Backhands are harder to hit than forehands and are more prone to mistakes.

Regardless of whether you lose or win, Lu Sheng's strategy runs through from beginning to end.

Nan Ge was caught off guard and was suppressed. He didn't even find a chance to use his forehand to form an effective counterattack.

This round, Lu Sheng won with difficulty.

1:2, she still has a chance, and she still has to work hard.

But no matter how hard she tried, she could only go so far.After Nan Ge made adjustments, he responded quickly, and when Lu Sheng repeated the old tricks later, it didn't work.

But Lu Sheng was at the end of his rope.

The final score was fixed at 1:6, and Lu Sheng lost the game.

She hangs her racket weakly, listening to the referee announce the result of the game.According to the competition etiquette, Nan Ge ran over to shake hands with her. During the handshake, she smiled and said to Lu Sheng, "Why don't you come to the competition if your level is so bad!"

Lu Sheng felt his footsteps were heavy, his whole body was exhausted, and his forehead was still profusely sweating, but she suddenly felt a little cold. It must be because the air conditioner in the stadium was turned on too much.

She looked up and caught Nan Feng's figure on the sidelines.

Both he and Xu Zhiyao had stood up and were leaving the stage like the rest of the audience.In the crowded crowd, she found him in no time.

As if sensing her gaze, Nan Feng glanced back at her, and then made a gesture to signal her to go out and talk.

Seeing Nan Feng's gesture, Nan Ge happily ran outside, "Brother, I'm coming!"

When Lu Sheng saw Nan Ge run away, she was not reconciled for some reason, and ran out too, trying her best to run faster than Nan Ge.

Naturally, Nan Ge didn't want to lag behind, so the two ran out of the stadium and came to the gate.

Nan Ge looked at Lu Sheng contemptuously, "What's wrong with you, can't you afford it? Are you following me after losing the game?"

"I didn't follow you."

At this time, Nan Feng and Xu Zhiyao came out, Nan Ge waved to his brother, and called out sweetly, "Brother! How did I play today?"

Lu Sheng looked at him, she was in a very complicated mood at the moment, a little sad, a little ashamed, a little frustrated, and a little... wronged.I don't know where the grievance came from, but she was sad and wanted to cry, her eyes were sore, as if she would cry at any time.

Nan Feng walked over, his eyes were a little gentle, he looked at her, "It was a good fight."

Nan Ge's eyebrows beamed with joy, and with his index finger on his chin, he looked at Nan Feng proudly and coquettishly.

"Lu Sheng."

Well played, Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng finally couldn't hold it back, tears fell patter, she wiped her tears and said, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Sorry, I didn't win.

Xu Zhiyao stretched out his hand to wrap her shoulders, and said with a smile, "Hey, can you cry when you lose the game? How old are you?"

Nan Ge looked a bit unacceptable, and asked, "Brother, who is Lu Sheng?"

Xu Zhiyao pointed to Lu Sheng, "It's her! I told you, your brother didn't come to see you, and you still don't believe me, cut it!"

Nan Ge became anxious, "Brother, he lied to me, right? You came to watch my competition, and I'm your sister. Which onion is Lu Sheng?!"

Nanfeng glanced at her coolly, "Lu Sheng is my apprentice."

Nan Ge was stunned, "I, I don't believe it! Brother, you...you're like that...you still want to..."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not." Nan Feng said, lifting Xu Zhiyao's paw on Lu Sheng's shoulder with one hand, and then he held her hand, "Let's go."

Lu Sheng grabbed Nan Feng's warm palm and followed his steps, crying as he walked, "I'm sorry, Coach Nan."

"Don't be sorry, Lu Sheng, as I said, you played very well."

Nan Ge, who was behind them, also burst into tears, crying, "Brother, don't you care about me? I'm your sister!"

No one cares about her.

The breeze blows gently, bringing the aroma of flowers, which is a bit astringent, so light that it is almost imperceptible.The astringency penetrated into her heart, and she only felt that her heart was full of bitterness.She looked at his back, cried and shouted, "Why don't you like me no matter what I do!"

The immature child's voice sounded a bit tragic, and Lu Sheng couldn't help but look back at her.

Nan Feng sighed softly, and said to Lu Sheng, "She doesn't need your sympathy."

Lu Sheng then turned his head and continued to cry.

Nanfeng looked down at her, she was so serious when she cried, her eyes were red.Inexplicably, he wanted to laugh unkindly.He tugged at her hand and said, "Nan Ge has practiced tennis for four years, but you have only practiced for four months, and two of them did not even have coaching. Do you think you can beat her?"

Lu Sheng paused and looked up at him.

"You have almost no chance of winning against her. Losing is inevitable, but you can calm down and think about countermeasures after losing two games in a row, and the countermeasures you came up with are completely correct and effective. This is already very remarkable."

"Really?"

"real."

Looking at his beautiful eyebrows, Lu Sheng suddenly felt better again.

Xu Zhiyao leaned over and held her shoulders again, "Winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs, it will be fine if you win back in the future!"

Nanfeng lifted his paw down again, and it was outrageous to hang shoulders with girls at a young age.

Xu Zhiyao had no choice but to take advantage of the situation and grab Lu Sheng's hand, grabbing her hand and shaking it, unwilling to settle down for a moment.

The three of them walked in the shade of the trees. There were many flowers and plants planted along the roadside, very lush. There were strings of small purple flowers with bulging petals, like little lanterns, beautiful and lovely.

Xu Zhiyao took a deep breath, "What is this kind of flower? It's a little fragrant."

Nanfeng replied, "This is a campanula."

Lu Sheng also followed Xu Zhiyao's example and sucked her nose. While smelling the fragrance of flowers, she peeked at Nanfeng.He was wearing a white shirt, his shoulders were straight, and he was looking forward. From her perspective, the lines of his jaw and neck were as graceful as a swan.

Nan Feng had already let go of his hand, but Lu Sheng mustered up his courage and held on to his slender fingers tenaciously, and he did not refuse.

Xu Zhiyao asked, "Coach, are we going back to school?"

Nan Feng looked in a good mood, and replied, "You can have afternoon tea first. What do you want to eat?"

Xu Zhiyao: "Lu Sheng, what do you want to eat?"

Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes, "I want to eat ice cream!"

Nanfeng shook his head: "I just finished exercising, so I can't eat cold drinks."

Lu Sheng tugged at his finger, coquettishly cautiously, "I want to eat."

She saw his elegant chin slightly tapped, and the corners of his lips curled up in a small arc, "Well, let's not be an example."

They wandered on the main road, looking for a cold drink shop.

The sky was blue, the sun was shining brightly, and the earth was tanned bright white.Fragments of sunlight leaked from the shade of the trees and fell to the ground in small bright round spots.

In the fragrance of wind chimes, he held her hand and walked slowly, walking into the bright and gentle years.

(End of this chapter)