south wind into my arms

Chapter 29 Cakes and Trash Cans
Shuqing Sports School does not have an indoor tennis court, but the children are allowed to play tennis outdoors in the winter, not to mention the children, even the rackets can't hold up.

So Nanfeng thought of an idea.

There are two large indoor table tennis courts in the school. With the decline of Shuqing Sports School, the number of students has shrunk, and now an entire indoor table tennis court has been vacated.Nanfeng asked people to remove the ping-pong table, and remodeled the ground and walls. Although the vacated space was not as big as a tennis court, it could practice hitting against the wall.

When Nanfeng returned to Shuqing Sports School, Lu Sheng and Xu Zhiyao's training had not yet ended, and they were practicing hitting balls indoors.Lu Sheng beat him sternly, and Xu Zhiyao beat him... like crazy.

He always seems to be unable to control the strength and direction of the tennis ball, and cannot make effective predictions about the bouncing ball. Therefore, Xu Zhiyao, who has always followed the principle of "moving as fast as a mountain", started running this time.

Ding Xiaoxiao laughed at him, "Hey hahahahaha, Yaoyao, are you drunk today?"

Xu Zhiyao turned around and glared at her, "Don't call me Yaoyao."

"Okay, Yaoyao."

"Little Ding—"

"Yaoyao!" Ding Xiaoxiao said with a smile while rubbing his hands, "Did you forget who gave you the massage for a while? Do you want to experience the feeling of going up the knife mountain and down the oil pan again?"

Xu Zhiyao turned his head angrily, pretending that she didn't exist.

Nan Feng walked in and stood beside Ding Xiaoxiao.Ding Xiaoxiao was not short at first, but Nan Feng was 1.8 meters tall. Standing beside him, she looked very small.

Ding Xiaoxiao crossed her arms and asked Nan Feng beside her, "What happened to Xu Zhiyao today?"

Nanfeng replied: "I asked him to change the racket. The weight has been lowered."

The poundage of the racket lead directly determines the size of the elastic force, the lower the poundage, the higher the rebound force, and the higher the ball speed can be achieved with the same strength.Playing in this way saves effort, of course, there is a price for doing so - the improvement of rebound means the weakening of control ability.

So now Xu Zhiyao seems to have drunk two taels of hozen.

Ding Xiaoxiao touched his head suddenly, and then became more puzzled: "But why did he do this? He is obviously better at controlling."

When Xu Zhiyao hits the forehand, he always has a small movement of swinging his wrist unconsciously. This has been the case since the beginning of learning tennis.The so-called "wrist swing" means that the wrist joint moves when hitting the ball.

Under normal circumstances, if a beginner tennis player does not lock his wrist, it is easy to get injured, but Xu Zhiyao has never been injured by a wrist swing.At that time, Nanfeng studied his small movement for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion: this small movement of the wrist swing can make Xu Zhiyao's power conversion rate higher, thus making up for his lack of strength to a certain extent; at the same time, the direction of the wrist swing And the amplitude can be slightly adjusted, which can help him improve the control ability of the shot.

So Xu Zhiyao's ability to control the ball is natural.

Then, because the control is well practiced, it can save time and effort, and sometimes you can run a few steps less... So he practiced ball control very actively...

Because Ding Xiaoxiao didn't understand Nanfeng's approach, she said, "Although you can help him make up for his lack of strength, his advantage has also been weakened. The gain outweighs the loss, right?"

Nan Feng shook his head, and his tone was somewhat contemptuous, "In a real arena, those without strength will not even have the chance to control the ball."

Ding Xiaoxiao opened his mouth and found that there was no way to refute this sentence.

After a while, the two finished training, and Lu Sheng and Xu Zhiyao came down to do relaxation and stretching exercises.Because Ding Xiaoxiao had been watching their training just now, she didn't notice that Nanfeng was holding something in her hand. Now she saw the small cake cup and asked in surprise, "What are you holding, Nanfeng? Is it a cake?"

"En." Nan Feng raised his hand, and Ding Xiaoxiao saw a transparent cake cup in his palm, which contained a tennis ball.

"Wow, so realistic!" Ding Xiaoxiao was a little excited, "Is it for me?"

"No."

"..."

Nanfeng ignored Ding Xiaoxin's heartbroken voice, met Lu Sheng's gaze, slightly raised his eyebrows, and said, "Today we can break the precept once."

Athletes have high dietary requirements, and generally cannot eat too many high-calorie foods without nutrition.Lu Sheng likes to eat sweets very much, but she is about to quit now because of playing tennis. Eating a cake once is like a holiday.

Sure enough, as Nan Feng expected, when Lu Sheng heard that he could eat cakes, his eyes lit up and he smiled like a happy squirrel.

Ding Xiaoxiao was a little dissatisfied, "Hey, why did you only bring cakes for Shengsheng? Well, I mean... and Yaoyao?"

The person involved, Xu Zhiyao, didn't even lift his eyelids when he heard this. What should he do? He was as calm as a penguin with a leisurely gait.

Nanfeng replied: "Yaoyao doesn't like sweets."

Plop!The penguin fell to the ground.

Xu Zhiyao got up silently, and said bitterly, "I beg you, don't call me Yaoyao! Call me again, call me again, and I will die for you!"

Ding Xiaoxiao was still not convinced, and asked Nanfeng, "Even if he doesn't like sweets, how about me?"

"Sorry, I forgot."

Ding Xiaoxiao: QAQ
Xu Zhiyao smiled unkindly.Alas, young man, you should be obediently silent at this time, and don't ask this or that casually.If you ask me, I'm just asking myself to humiliate myself...

After Ding Xiaoxiao gave the two of them a massage, Lu Sheng drank his saliva, held the cake and licked his lips. She thought of Ding Xiaoxiao's depressed look just now, so she handed the cake to her, "Miss, let's eat together?"

Ding Xiaoxiao held her face in her hands, "Ah, ah, Shengsheng is the best! I'm so touched!" Then, she suddenly put her arms around Lu Sheng's shoulders, stretched her neck and leaned over her, and kissed her on the face with a "paw" .

Nanfeng's eyebrows twitched heavily.

Lu Sheng touched his face with some embarrassment, and stuffed the cake into Ding Xiaoxiao's arms.Ding Xiaoxiao returned it to her, "I don't eat, I want to lose weight, look at my sister's arms, how powerful they are!"

Speaking of which, Ding Xiaoxiao's arms are thicker than Lu Sheng's. Of course, she can't be as "powerful" as Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng had no choice but to eat the cake alone.The shape of the tennis ball looks friendly and pleasant, and it feels sweet and soft in the mouth. It feels so blissful.Seeing her narrowing her eyes happily, Nanfeng wanted to laugh.

After all, it is a child, it is so beautiful to eat a piece of cake.

When the cake was half eaten, Lu Sheng ate the cream from the corner of his mouth.Nan Feng handed her a tissue, "Wipe your mouth, you've got a beard."

There was a clean white tissue in front of her eyes, but Lu Sheng didn't take it. She raised her head, pouted lightly, and signaled Nanfeng to wipe it for her.

She looked at him, her eyes were as clean as a mountain spring, her small face stretched gently, and she smiled like a blooming rose.The lips are pouting slightly, and even the cheeks are slightly bulging, like a round apple.

Nan Feng couldn't refuse such a coquettish Lu Sheng.

He had no choice but to press the tissue to the corner of her lips, wipe it carefully, and complained with a half smile while wiping, "How old are you, why are you still acting like a child."

His strength was very light, and the soft touch of the tissue made Lu Sheng feel very comfortable, as if being swept across his skin by the wings of a butterfly.She blinked her eyes in response.

Nan Feng finally couldn't hold back and smiled.

Ding Xiaoxiao was drinking water, and she heard the sound of Xu Zhiyao grinding her teeth beside her, like the sound of a mouse running out to gnaw on a table leg in the dark night...

Ding Xiaoxiao was a little strange, touched Xu Zhiyao's arm, and said, "Greedy? Don't you not like sweets?"

Xu Zhiyao didn't speak, and squeezed the empty mineral water bottle in his hand until it became a ball, like a piece of rag.

Whoosh—he threw it out.

The mineral water bottle crashed into the trash can, making a loud bang, which echoed in the empty training room, making it particularly thrilling.

(End of this chapter)