It's the weekend in the blink of an eye, and when it comes to Saturday, Ming Nuohan has a headache, because Wang Qiang's show was recorded on Saturday, but this time what surprised Ming Nuohan was that the random location for today's framing was T University.

On Saturday, the campus was empty and clean, with most of the local students returning home and out-of-town students mostly going out shopping.

Seven days a week, people who stay at school every day and don't move their nests are either academic tyrants or otaku otaku, and for the latter, the farthest distance is the distance from the dormitory to the cafeteria.

Ming Nuohan walked around the campus, passing by the cafeteria and smelling a smell of yellow stewed chicken, which was full of fragrance, and he knew that he shouldn't have eaten breakfast.

She stepped forward and asked her classmates how to get to the School of Economics, "It's a bit far, and I have to take the campus bus outside the south gate of our college." ”

The school is famous, with strong financial resources and campus buses, unlike their school, which relies on a pair of legs except for bicycles.

According to the path pointed out by her classmates, she found the campus bus, one yuan per person, no change, she and the camera were a total of two people, Ming Nuohan took out his wallet, rummaged through it and found that there was no change.

When the cameraman was looking for change in his pocket, Ming Nuohan had already stuffed a red Grandpa Mao directly into it, which stunned the cameraman and the driver, "I'm sorry, I don't have change." ”

She sat in a single seat, letting the bus run around the campus, and after a few stops, she saw a cursive plaque with the words "School of Economics" written on it.

The Faculty of Economics looks more glorious than other schools because it is characterized by not being bad for money.

In the window of the administrative building, there are photos of the leaders of various disciplines, and color photos of Yi Zehan are also pasted inside.

At that time, he was about the same as now, only slightly younger, and next to him was his bio.

Time is a knife to kill pigs, but it is also a utility knife that carves the inner contours of people.

Walked along the gate and walked 100 meters to the badminton hall, the door is wide open, Minnuohan University sports elective is badminton, but also into the school badminton team, Leng Buding saw the badminton hall itching, I want to play twice.

The big brother who followed the camera wore a black cap on his head, and a hidden camera was pinned to the cap, trying to remind her of the time, but he felt that he was a little too much, and he didn't have a good mouth.

He took out a blue individually wrapped medical mask from his backpack: "Teacher Ming, there are a lot of people inside, disguise it." ”

Ming Nuohan put on a mask and stepped into the arena, his ears were filled with the sound of the badminton hitting the racket with a strong impact after the wind was crossed, which made people's blood boil, and there was no extra empty space in the stadium.

"Minnohan. ”

After walking around the venue, someone stopped her, and it was a voice that made her uncomfortable.

Lin Miaomiao held a badminton racket, put the club diagonally on her shoulder, and crossed her waist with her left hand.

It's not that enemies don't get together, Lin Miaomiao sent an invitation to Ming Nuohan: "Let's go together, mixed doubles." ”

If she wears a mask, she can be recognized by Lin Miaomiao, maybe she can only stay away from her if she turns into ashes.

Lin Miaomiao's invitation is not a kind invitation, playing together is just because there is a shortage of people, and secondly, Lin Miaomiao's badminton is not bad, it is a challenge and a provocation, but Ming Nuohan has never been instigated.

The two-person mixed doubles officially began, and she was at a loss in this lineup, because her partner was fatter, and the opposing boys took the lead, Lin Miaomiao stood in front of the boys, and the ball easily crossed the net.

Ming Nuohan stepped forward to hoist the ball, the ball changed angles, and flew towards Lin Miaomiao, Lin Miaomiao wanted to quickly decide and smash the ball directly, the ball grazed the net, and was rescued by the boys on his side.

The opponent picked up the ball in the midfield, crossed the net again, and after the boy saved the ball, the opponent's opportunity came, and Lin Miaomiao smashed again.

The height of this smash was slightly higher, and in the face of Lin Miaomiao's killing ball, Ming Nuohan made an oblique draw and successfully counterattacked.

The onlookers burst into applause: "Good ball." ”

Lin Miaomiao hooked up the ball that fell to the ground with her racket and kicked off again......

Fifteen minutes passed, and the score on the field was still undrawn, staying at 2:2, and the fierce competition has attracted many onlookers.

Ming Nuohan's tight smash aroused Lin Miaomiao's competitive spirit, and finally, she waited for the hanging ball that Ming Nuohan played.

The height of the ball is very subtle, it can be hung and dunked, and in the face of such a ball, Lin Miaomiao's partner only wants to cross the net, and she wants to smash.

Lin Miaomiao, who took the lead, stretched out her racket, and a volley was accompanied by a muffled sound, and the racket hit her partner's head, although there was no bloodshed, but for the sake of safety, Ming Nuohan's partner sent the boy to the infirmary, and the two sides temporarily truce.

This wonderful process was clearly seen by the two men in the corner, and Zhou Ziheng showed appreciation: "I didn't expect that there are girls in your School of Economics who play so well, let's go, go and join in the fun." ”

Zhou Ziheng walked over as he spoke, and his classmates immediately made way of the way, and Yi Zehan followed leisurely.

Yi Zehan didn't have a professional class today, but he wanted to hold a group meeting for the graduates of the third year of graduate school, and after the group meeting, he was pulled by Zhou Ziheng to play.

Badminton is not a popular sport in T University, and the only person who is willing to accompany Zhou Ziheng to play badminton and become his opponent is Yi Zehan.

Zhou Ziheng is a physical education teacher at T University, he is the same age as Yi Zehan, and his appearance is not bad, but it is a pity that he is next to Yi Zehan, and the eyes of his classmates are looking at Yi Zehan, and they don't have the heart to look at him Zhou Ziheng: "Classmates, why don't you take us to learn together?"

Yi Zehan wore a black CERRUTI 1881 shirt today, paired with a pair of Lee black washed straight-leg jeans and a pair of white Hogan sneakers.

This is the first time Ming Nuohan has seen Yi Zehan wearing casual clothes, and he has always been stable under this clothing, revealing a naughty personality.

"Professor Yi, then the two of us will team up?" Lin Miaomiao is Yi Zehan's graduate student, and it is reasonable to take the initiative to invite Yi Zehan to join her: "Master and apprentice bureau, it's stable." ”

Ming Nuohan was wearing a mask, snorted lightly, her eyes locked on Yi Zehan, waiting for Yi Zehan's choice, she didn't believe that he couldn't recognize herself with a blind face.

Zhou Ziheng was unhappy when he heard it, and said half-jokingly: "Hey, you little classmate, look down on me?"

"That's not what I meant. ”

"You little girls, you have really hurt me a thousand times. "Anyway, as long as there is Yi Zehan, he will never be looked upon by the girls at school.

He didn't understand what kind of popular aesthetic this was, isn't a warm-hearted man who engages in sports more fragrant than facial paralysis: "I think that's what you mean." ”

"It's really not...", that's what she meant, it's that he doesn't have eyesight.

When Lin Miaomiao was speechless, Yi Zehan, who was silent on the side, finally spoke: "It's the same with anyone." ”

His answer made Ming Nuohan want to rush in front of him, tear off his mask, and then pull his collar violently, letting him taste his own strength, but if he wants to think about it, he can only think about it.

Zhou Ziheng didn't want to be bored, and it was boring to go to the place where he was not welcome, so he took the racket and walked to Ming Nuohan's side.

Yi Zehan saw his movements and spoke again: "However, since Teacher Zhou wants to be with you, then I won't fight with you Teacher Zhou." ”

The reversal came too quickly, and Ming Nuohan's smugness was overflowing, and the mask just covered the corners of her raised mouth.

The lineup of the duel was officially determined, Lin Miaomiao, Zhou Ziheng team, Yi Zehan Ming Nuohan team, and there were more onlookers in the field than just now.

The two sides stood still, Zhou Ziheng found a member of the school team from the onlookers to be the referee, and Ming Nuohan stood on the right side of Yi Zehan: "Guess who I am?"

Yi Zehan looked at the woman wearing a mask in front of him, felt helpless and funny, and asked, "Am I a profiteer?"

Ming Nuohan didn't know why he didn't say this coldly, shook his head, and heard Yi Zehan continue to ask, "Then I squeezed you?"

Ming Nuohan thought about it and shook his head again, "Not for the time being." ”

After saying two negative answers in succession, Yi Zehan's voice came into Ming Nuohan's ears again: "Since I have no grievances with you, why do you treat me as a fool?"

Look at this person, he has changed into a boyish outfit, and his level of speech is different.

"Your choice is wise, otherwise I'm not sure what I'd do to you in this big picture. Ming Nuohan quietly closed his right eye at him and made a wink: "It would be bad if it was misunderstood by the students, right? ”

The referee gave an order, the game began, and the first to kick off was Zhou Ziheng, an elegant backhand serve, and the ball easily crossed the net......

On Ming Nuohan's side, basically Yi Zehan is responsible for intercepting the opponent's smash and attack, and she has simply become an idle person, occasionally Yi Zehan will leave a few simple, unchallenging balls for her to catch, as if it is Yi Zehan's special game, and the other party beats him one.

The game is still in progress, and now the score on the field has become 5:5, Zhou Ziheng and Yi Zehan are playing hot, Ming Nuohan simply stood aside, so as not to get in the way, and just watched the ball fly in front of her.

I don't know how many times the ball in front of me flew around before it finally flew to Minnohan's side, it was a lethal ball, and the final score was about to settle.

Although this ball is very lethal, it should be easy at Minnohan's level.

She jumped on both feet, and as soon as she walked together, there was a pin/prickly sensation in her right leg, and the moment her foot left the ground, her foot cramped, but her hand was still not idle, and she successfully pushed the ball over the net.

The moment he landed, Ming Nuohan's legs fell backwards weakly, and it was okay to fall, but the posture must be beautiful.

Yi Zehan quickly threw down the racket in his hand, rushed behind her quickly, covered the back of her head with his hand, and both of them fell to the ground.

It's even worse than the last time on the basketball court.

Ming Nuohan didn't feel any pain, and with a burst of screams at the scene, she could already have a premonition of what was going on at the scene, her long hair floating on his face, leaving a faint fragrance.

Again and again, she thought of some scheming and green tea words, opened her eyes and whispered to Yi Zehan: "Don't get me wrong, this time it really didn't mean it." ”