About my hopeless brother and sister

I don't know anything about tennis at all, and the commentary for those matches above are all my retellings based on my cousin's commentary, so don't mind any professional mistakes.

"Well, I've also played tennis for a year or two, though it's just as a pastime now, but it's still possible to read and understand."

My cousin proudly puffed out her chest...It's pitiful to watch, well I didn't say anything...There's a hint of admiration in Wu Moxie's eyes...Hey hey hey maiden don't want anyone else to have a What are you so excited about, you can't do anything? I think you should go learn something too....

No, you're pretty good at bandaging.

Except for the bit about tying a bow on my hand.

"Then who do you think is more dominant now, Song Yixin or the other side."

Wu Moxie looked at the scene, the two of them had been going at each other for a long time, there wasn't much to see. Song Yixin's face was poker face in the match, there was no expression, so she couldn't see if the current situation was good or bad.

"Yixin-san has the advantage."

My cousin said confidently as she looked at the somewhat diffused us, "Because you see, the opponent is now basically in control of the tempo by Yixin, Yixin's balls are flying to the two corners, the opponent will have to keep running, there is already little leisure to judge Yixin's position again. As long as the next..."

Almost at the same time as her cousin's commentary, Song Yixin began to act.

The opponent hit the ball, Song Yixin a careful cut, this cut was not forceful, the ball was just transferred to the front court, the opponent reacted violently, rushing over with the fastest speed, but still somewhat too late, can only fiercely extend the racket, with minimal effort to transfer the ball.

The ball flew up slowly and slowly, and on this side was the opponent who had just run to the unstable center of gravity, and on this side was Song Yixin, who was already waiting in the front court. Song Yixin jumped up high and scored another point with a slam dunk.

30:0.

"It doesn't look that difficult."

My cousin, who couldn't seem to make any more noise, shrank back into her chair and picked up her drink and said.

"Ah, yeah?"

I can't understand it, but I can also feel that it seems like Song Yixin is in control of the match. I've heard that the serving side has the advantage, but I feel that Song Yixin can play in a good rhythm even when her opponent is serving. Song Yixin may not be a genius, but Song Yixin has had a lot of training and I think she can get good results as well.

"The opponent is too weak, the difference in strength. The opponent's ball is very simple, and basically there's no technique yet to be seen. And the pace of the whole game hasn't picked up much, being carried by Yixin-san, that's no longer suspenseful, I guess."

My cousin said with a complete smile as she looked at the field.

I looked at Song Yixin on the court, Song Yixin was already slightly out of breath, and received a towel handed over from one side to wipe her sweat. For girls, is tennis a very tiring sport? I don't think it's easy for guys to run and jump back and forth and also hit the ball hard, so it's no wonder not many girls like to play tennis.

The match continued.

Just as my cousin said, my opponent was almost helpless in front of Song Yixin, and had only the strength to defend herself under Song's attacks. Several times she tried to counterattack, but Song Yixin's perfect ball control drove her back to the backcourt boundary line. Song Yixin seemed to control the ball very well, and with her shots, the ball always flew to the desired position. Even if there were mistakes, they weren't very serious and basically wouldn't give the opponent a chance.

40:0. 1:0.

15:0 30:0.

40:0 2:0.

........

"Congratulations to Song Yixin for winning 6:1 and advancing to the next match."

"Ah, perfect, invincible, strong."

My cousin stretched her back, looked at Song Yixin who was shaking hands, and shouted.

Hey, hey, hey, don't use the DATA stalk for this ah...no! Why are you playing this game too! I don't know! Why didn't you tell me that!

It was obvious to see that the only game the opponent won was the one where Song Yixin let the opposite side win a game not too humiliatingly polite. After all, we all love tennis, and beating the opposite side 6:0 in a match is too cruel, in case the number of tennis players is reduced by one tomorrow is not good. Those who can make it to the city tournament are the elite, so it's best to let the opposite side, or let it go.

Song Yixin returned to her side, received a towel to wipe the sweat from her face, then looked at our side, smiled and swung her racket. Wu Moxie and her cousin yelled and waved at her, while I, who was forced to hold a bucket of popcorn, watched dumbly. Well, it's nice to win, but this crushing game is not very interesting....

Of course, even if the fun was great, I couldn't tell.

"Ah, Yixin-san is really strong."

My cousin said enviously as she watched the orange-colored back leave the court and walk to the rest area.

"En, yes... Even though I don't know tennis, I can tell that Song Yixin is really strong."

Wu Moxie said with envy as she looked at her cousin.

Her cousin nodded and said, "Yixin is playing really well, her control over the ball is almost perfect, and her opponent can't restrict it, so that where the opponent's next ball is and where she hits her next ball is all certain for Yixin, it's like mastering the game."

"So powerful..."

I lazily looked at my phone and posted a polite reply.

"Yixin-san has such good skills, it's obvious that she has worked hard. This skill of ball control, talent is one aspect, but it also takes thousands of swings and hits to master. How strong is such a person, but she's still not the president of the tennis club, cousin, how strong is the president of your tennis club? How hard does she have to work to surpass Song Yixin!"

My cousin looked at me and excitedly pulled my sleeve and asked.

Hard work?....

I had a mental picture of Lizzy sitting in the lounge watching a movie, and the Lizzy who was walking me around at that time, and as far as I could remember, I seemed to have seen her hit the ball once, ah no, counting the time I got hit, twice. Twice is a very short time! That doesn't add up to more than half an hour!

"I don't know how good Lizzy is, let's see the next match. I looked at the electronic display, and it had changed back to 0:0. And on both sides of the match, it was Lee Siqi and her opponent.

My cousin seemed to be very interested in Li Siqi, she was watching Li Siqi closely, wanting to see Li Siqi's every move. Lizzy's luck was also good with the serving side.

With a smile on her face, Lizzy turned her neck, took a deep breath, and then, jumped left and right a few times, was this a preparatory movement? Then she took the tennis ball thrown at her. Tucked a ball into her skirt and looked across.

The opponent leaned down and got ready.

Throw the ball! Hit the ball!

"Congrats to Siqi Li for winning 6:0 and advancing to the next match! "

Chapter 56 on my side of trying and not being rewarded (and not solved)

What would be a better way to show respect for your opponent during a match? That's a different answer for different people, right? No, there are a lot of directions to look at this question, and no, I should say a lot of factors to consider.

When both sides are about the same strength, defeating your opponent with your best effort should be considered an act of respect for your opponent, right? However, some people also feel that if the odds are not great, or if the opponent really needs something, giving up the match is an act of kindness and respect. This is the difference between the two mindsets.

Of course for me, what does it matter if my opponent has any hard feelings, I have to win the match that I can win. Of course I'm going to fight the ones I can, I'm not considering how to respect my opponent, this is a match, my task is just to defeat my opponent, my opponent should just be an NPC in my eyes.

If there is a big difference in strength, then deliberately draining the opponent to win a game or two should be a sign of compassion and respect for the opponent?

I think that if there is a big difference in strength, beating the opponent cleanly is the only way to respect the opponent's behavior.

You for example, 6:0 win, only lost points once Li Siqi, she let her opponent cut short the humiliation time, let this match which is very painful and humiliating for the opponent to end early, this is the compassion and respect for the opponent, right?

My cousin was staring down at Lizzy, who was looking relaxed down there, not even a handful of popcorn in her mouth. This handful of popcorn she had been clutching since the beginning of the match and was probably drenched in her sweat by this time.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you okay?"

I put the phone away and waved it in front of her face, saying.