Do Not Disturb Ascension

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Yan Qirui was wondering if Qi Wang had other information channels when he saw a message from Qi Wang: "Coach Yang sent the registration form. The championship will be on the 10th of next month. I plan to participate in the individual competition. Will you participate?"

Yan Qirui opened the chat box with Coach Yang, and their conversation still stayed on the interface where Coach Yang said that he would be notified of any games.

"I'll think about it."

Yan Qirui wanted to wait and see, preserving the last bit of self-respect for himself. Maybe Coach Yang will send him a message soon and is he just busy now?

"Ask for me if you have time, or I'll ask Coach Yang." Qi Wang suddenly realized that the relationship between Yan Qirui and Yan Qihang was not good, and it might be faster to ask Coach Yang.

"Coach Yang said that Si Ruochen and Yan Qihang are both going." Qi Wang quickly asked for the answer.

"Okay." Yan Qirui forced a smile, but was hurt.

It was impossible for Coach Yang to think of it on his own. Yan Qirui took the initiative to ask him for a registration form, and made an appointment with Qi Wang to go to the archery gym to train together.

Is it possible to meet Yan Qihang and Si Ruochen there?

The same thought came to both of them, followed by some resistance and expectation.

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However, they didn't expect anyone at the archery hall.

Because Si Ruochen, Yan Qihang and Qian Dulai both practiced at the resort, where there was a bigger venue and more sports venues.

Yan Qihang couldn't practice archery honestly. He would often go to the badminton court next door before practicing for two hours and ask Si Ruochen to play badminton with him.

Si Ruochen had never played badminton before, and his memory of the original owner only had an outline, and the details were very vague, so he had to learn it all over again. Fortunately, he learned quickly and kept up with Yan Qihang's pace.

The worst thing to avoid when playing badminton is Yan Qihang's boyish skill, because he can't catch it at all!

He started learning in kindergarten and has been training since childhood. Now, he can throw any tricky ball with great force. If you are not on guard, you will only be beaten by him to make you doubt your life.

At the beginning, Yan Qihang slowly brought Si Ruochen into the state. Seeing that Si Ruochen was adapting, he started firing with all his firepower, including backhand kills, double-footed jump kills, forehand attacks, and countless fake moves, which were nothing like his own. polite.

Si Ruochen was overwhelmed, and quickly mastered the technique of exerting force at a terrifying speed. He learned the various receiving and serving postures that Yan Qihang showed when playing, and gradually became calmer.

Yan Qihang just thought that he had not played for a while and was a little rusty. Now that he had regained his touch, he became more involved.

The two of them hit the badminton court from left to right, and then from right to left. The ball was almost out of reach.

Shadows and people are almost flying.

Qian Dulai was originally full of expectations and wanted to play with his friends. He was carrying a water bottle and a new schoolbag, which contained small cakes brought from home.

He thought everyone would be talking and laughing and exercising together, but he didn't expect to see two people flying. For the first time, he experienced the feeling of "the stadium is like a battlefield."

Qian Du was dazzled by the sight. He looked up until his neck was sore and subconsciously opened his mouth.

Si Ruochen smashed the ball, and Yan Qihang leaped to intercept it, but the ball was spinning too hard and he couldn't hit it back. He intercepted it with his racket. The badminton deflected and flew to the edge of the court. It was so accurate that it cost him money to score. Open mouth.

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When Uncle Xie came, he happened to see this suffocating scene.

"Good shot!" He couldn't help but laugh, "You are all very accurate."

"Are you okay?" Yan Qihang pulled out the ball and threw it aside.

Qian Dulai shook his head, his mouth was numb and he was a little confused.

Is this really a badminton and not a hidden weapon?

"If Ruochen takes a break, let me teach you." Yan Qihang pulled Qiandu over. As a future professional player, he has rich experience and is more than enough to teach newbies how to get started.

"What if I can't learn?" He was a little nervous about having money, and he felt like he couldn't fly.

"Get started first and take your time."

"It will be fine if you practice more in the future." Yan Qihang showed a kind smile. He will treat every future partner well and will not scare people away at the beginning.

"You're such a kind person." Qian Du came to hand him the mineral water, and Yan Qihang patted his shoulder. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

While Qian Dulai and Yan Qihang were teaching, Si Ruochen turned on his mobile phone and continued to answer questions. He also recovered his strength during this gap and continued training later.

Whether it's badminton or archery, it's all worth his full attention. In this process, he can immerse himself in it and forget the accumulated memories of the past.

Uncle Xie came closer and saw the physics questions on Si Ruochen's phone screen, and saw that he wrote the correct answer without hesitation for a long time. He was instantly in awe. Is this what young people nowadays say, using fragmented time to study?

"Teacher." Si Ruochen raised his head, "You are here."

"You go on, I'll watch you play." Uncle Xie sat down and put the thermos cup aside, feeling very satisfied with the new students.

Yan Qihang patiently taught Qian Du Lai how to hold the racket and serve. The two played back and forth, but Qian Du Lai was not physically strong enough and soon became out of breath.

Yan Qihang only wiped his sweat and looked like a normal person. It was impossible to tell that he and Si Ruochen had played a high-intensity match not long ago.

Qiandu came to see Si Ruochen again. He sat quietly aside, tapping on the screen of his mobile phone from time to time. His profile was focused and cold, and the murderous smash that even Yan Qihang didn't intercept seemed to be related to him. Nothing to do.

"Take a break and I'll take you to play golf?"

Uncle Xie asked.

The three of them didn't have any objections. After the money came, they drank water from his small water bottle and walked to the golf course together.

"My health is not good now. I used to hit eagles easily, and birdies were even more common." Uncle Xie took the club and told them the essentials of the moves, as well as the rules of the course and professional names.

"A birdie is one stroke short of par, an eagle is two strokes short..."

"Let's start with holding the club. There are three ways to hold it..."

"Then there's the swing, angle and power are very important..."

"Don't tense your shoulders, be sure to open them and use them to exert force, not just your arms..."

Uncle Xie adjusted their movements while explaining.

Si Ruochen quickly mastered the skills and began to practice swinging. The movements were very standard and he could practice directly with real objects. Although he has never played golf before, he has played polo, which was called "playing ball" in ancient times. It is not easier than golf.

Yan Qihang is not slow to learn either. He has excellent athletic talent and is familiar with various methods of exerting force, so he quickly got started.

The only thing that was a bit difficult was that Qian Du Lai had a round belly and was too nervous, so he was a little in a hurry. Uncle Xie sighed and taught Qian Du Lai step by step, and finally Qian Du Lai learned the standard swing.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I was too stupid." Qian Du came to apologize.

"You're not stupid. You learn quickly. You just need to practice more."

"When your physical strength catches up, you will be no worse than ordinary people."

Uncle Xie consoled him.

"Okay." Qian Dulai nodded. He never thought how powerful he would become. He just had to learn how to do it.

I want to get closer to them without being thrown too far away.

The three of them repeated the same swing, and Uncle Xie was very satisfied: "We will play a few shots later. The terrain of the golf course is complicated, and the feeling of playing on the flat ground in the practice room is different."

“There were people there when we first came here, but I don’t know what’s going on now.”

"My son said people are gone. Let's go and take a look."

Uncle Xie put away his cell phone, picked up his thermos cup, and put his hands behind his back.

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Holding the club, I saw Uncle Xie's son.

He looks to be in his early thirties, wearing black-rimmed glasses, gentle and handsome. Wearing an executive jacket and a neat white shirt without any wrinkles, he is holding a thermal insulation bag in one hand.