About my hopeless brother and sister

"Well, I thought about it, and I really still, really like playing tennis. But, by what you said, I think that the me before was, really, too stupid."

Song Yixin looked over at the chairman's side, where her cousin was standing in front of him, seemingly demonstrating how to swing a racket. The chairman is a genius, I think the chairman is a genius in every aspect, and I believe that if the chairman really wants to learn, he'll be able to surpass many newbies this day, right? Just like Song Yixin, who taught Lee Siqi how to play tennis in the beginning.

I watched Lee Siqi finally beat herself in six ways.

Song Yixin laughed and then said, "I don't need to be jealous of Li Siqi, there's no use in being jealous of such things even if I am. You're right, an ordinary person can't surpass a genius. I don't want to challenge someone who can't be challenged, I just want, to be better than the person I was yesterday."

"I'm not the one who said that last sentence."

I shrugged, then said, "For me, the best life is one in which there are no goals."

"That's the kind of life you want, I guess."

Song Yixin paused, then looked at me and said, "Let's go, I'll teach you how to play tennis."

Tennis is pretty hard.

Well, or rather, tennis is quite laborious.

It's a little different from what I expected.

Unlike badminton, tennis is difficult to swing and to hit, especially for me as a beginner.

The teaching method is also different from what I expected.

"Yes, hold the racket this way, use your hands well, the tennis ball is quite heavy, and you have to swing the racket in the right position. The preparation position at the beginning should also be right."

Song Yixin's head cushioned on my shoulders, her body close to my back, her hands around my waist, reaching forward to hold my hands. At this time, I was in a bent-over position, somewhat like many boys have been in, and behind me, there was Song Yixin, who was clinging to me.

That...your chest is pressing on me...it's pretty soft, but it's not even close to the pervert over there...what the hell! I'm begging you, young lady, step back!

Too close, too close, too close! It's right next to my ear. I can hear you breathing! You're just like that pervert! I just want to learn how to play tennis. Is that how you teach me?

At any rate, I'm a normal adolescent boy, I'm begging you guys to please treat me like a boy!

"Yixin-san! Let go of my cousin!!!"

"Impure male-female relationships are not allowed! None other than my impure interactions with my brother...nope! Let go of my brother anyway!!!"

Don't you two make a mess!

I'm begging you, please let me go!

Chapter 59 on my unluckiest day.

There are times when humans should be self-aware. There must be self-knowledge about what you don't want to do, or what you can't do. Also, if you're not good at something, then you must give yourself some leeway.

For example, if you're not good at sports in the first place, then don't spend too much time on the tennis court, and also don't learn a new sport and get carried away to enjoy playing against each other.

I did the wrong thing because I didn't know what I was doing, I just learned tennis and went to show off and then play against the chairman, and I wasn't particularly good at sports, and I simply didn't have a lot of stamina. So, after the strenuous exercise, I was so tired that I no longer even had the energy to think.

I was lying face down on the tabletop with a virtual lie. Listening to the chairman and my cousin excitedly ticking off the menu of things to be cooked in the hotpot later. I should have been the one to do this kind of thing, because I'm the one who considers price and nutritional balance, and I'll be inclined to choose drinks that don't irritate people. If I left it to the chairman and my cousin, it would be all kinds of meat and coke later.

But I'm so weak now that I don't have the strength to care about them. Forget it, they can do what they like.

"That, what do you want to eat, cousin?"

"Feel free."

"What would you like to drink, cousin?"

"Feel free."

"Brother brother brother brother...do you want your sister to kiss you."

"Scram."

My sister retreated helplessly in my ear, after all, Song Yixin had gone to get drinks and would be back soon, one cannot show one's perverted nature in front of one's classmates.

"Well, you all worked hard, you all played very well in tennis."

Song Yixin took two big bottles of juice and put them on the table. Then, she sat next to me, patted my back, and said, "Qin Feng you've worked hard too."

"I should be rewarded for my hard work, but right now I'm not rewarded at all."

I straightened up, a simple action that now seemed as near impossible to me as climbing over the Himalayas. I slumped in my chair, feeling so sore that I could barely lift my arms. Well, it's only natural to have tired arms from playing tennis. But I can barely feel my arms anymore.

"It's okay."

Song Yixin gently took hold of my arm and then squeezed it gently. She squeezed my arm so hard that I felt a rush of hot blood flowing.

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? Yixin, let go of my cousin! Let me do it!"

My cousin shot up and looked this way yelling.

Hey, hey, hey, keep your voice down. We're eating in the hall, and I've got the door behind me, okay? You're going to be a nuisance to the other guests.

"That, it's just a way for us to massage our muscles. Anna if you want, you can massage Qin Feng okay."

Song Yixin smiled and lifted my arm up to my cousin's face. Don't, don't do this to my arm, my arm is not a social item, my arm is mine, for the sake of my arm, Song Yixin you should continue to squeeze it.

After Song Yixin squeezed, she really felt much more comfortable, the original stiff and sore arm, now becomes full of heat, the soreness is also eliminated a lot. For Song Yixin, this kind of problem is very common.

Or rather, for an athlete, the body was the most important point to care about.

"Thanks."

I shook my arm and said to Song Yixin.

Song Yixin poured a drink for me, then said, "It's nothing, I've been bothering you before, and I might have to in the future as well. Chairman, next time, our tennis club, we'll be more helpful."

"Ah, bribing my brother to bring me in, I must say you have a very good strategic vision."

The president smiled and tapped the edge of the plate with her chopsticks...can we not do this this very unseemly is like begging for food...she looked at Song Yixin and said, "The tennis club won't have to worry about it, this city tournament The first and second results are enough to feed you guys for a year. It's not you guys that I'm worried about, but the literary club."

Ah, our club ah....

No, it's not our club, it's Wu Mo Xi's club.

"What's wrong?"

I looked at the chairman and asked.

"Well, there aren't enough of you, and you haven't written your reading notes yet this year, you can have to write twenty-four reading reports that have been corrected by your language teacher to be considered a grade, oh. If in the end you don't have enough numbers or your reading reports don't pass, you'll be scrapped from the club."

The chairman looked at me, put away his chopsticks and said.

"The chairman doesn't even spare his own brother."