Chapter Eighty-Three: The Body's Memory
On the field, Da Bingshan and Wen Tao had already changed their clothes and were waiting for our arrival. The big iceberg and the shino wore the same thing, and the aqua blue short-sleeved T-shirt was paired with white shorts. And Wen Tao, naturally, is the same as my outfit, with a pale yellow top and bright red shorts.
At first glance, it seems that the clothes of the big iceberg and the small ones look better, blue and white, giving people a refreshing feeling of being on the beach, as if the fatigue of playing a ball game disappears in an instant.
And Wen Tao and I, actually red with yellow, although last time Yiyi also explained to me, on the sports field to pursue eye-catching, the pursuit of athletes' spirit, but now when I see red with yellow, I inexplicably think of tomato eggs!
No, that's not the point! We're participating in a badminton competition, not a beauty pageant, so it doesn't matter how we dress and match at all! The important thing is that the four of us are doing pre-game practice together, why do we wear different sportswear? At this moment, there are four of us standing on the spacious court, why do we look like two little couples?
Big Iceberg and Xiao Yan, well, although it is completely impossible, but after all, they are unmarried and unmarried, and it is okay to make a couple. But Wen Tao and I are completely impossible, we have long become each other's past tense, not to mention that Wen Tao now has his own new girlfriend!
"Minister Wen, I'm not very good at playing badminton, I'll have to show mercy to my subordinates later!" Just when I was depressed, Xiao Yan walked up to Wen Tao with a racket, looking shy and timid.
"It's just entertainment, don't have a psychological burden, just do your best. Wen Tao looked away from me and looked at her friendly smile.
"Get ready and get started. "Da Bingshan looked at us, although his face was expressionless, but I clearly felt that he was not in a good mood at the moment, why?
"Okay, I'm coming!" Xiao Yan jumped up and down to the side of the big iceberg, and looked at the position behind the right side of the big iceberg, she naturally stood in front of the left side of the court, her legs arched out, her body slightly tilted forward, and her hand holding the racket in front of her.
This, naturally into the state of competition, whether it is movement or posture, is clearly a professional level, where she answered me earlier "I don't know how to play badminton"!
"Mr. Ye, let's serve first!" Wen Tao signaled to Da Bingshan, gently handed the ball to my hand, and whispered, "Xiao Yan, let's start." ”
At this moment, an indescribable sense of familiarity swept through the body, and Wen Tao's face, which is now more mature and resolute, instantly coincided with the confident and sunny face of his college days. It's as if we are still us, and we are still a tacit combination that is difficult to meet on the court.
Smack, without thinking about it anymore, I relied on my body's memory, hit the ball high, and flew diagonally towards the big iceberg.
The big iceberg raised his head to calculate the landing point of the ball, stepped forward with his right foot, and with another "pop", he pushed the ball over, but it was in the direction of Wen Tao.
Although the strength of this shot is large and the ball speed is fast, the angle is not tricky, and Wen Tao easily picked up the ball lightly and attacked Xiao Yan on the side.
Xiao Xiang seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the ball flying towards him, he stepped forward, shouted, pressed his wrist lightly, and came cleanly and smashed. The action is coherent and done in one go. And the direction of her smash turned out to be towards me!
This ball was even faster than before, with my reaction speed, at most I could barely block it with my racket, but I didn't have the strength to hit the ball through the net line again! Almost without thinking, my body jumped to the left at the first time, and Wen Tao's hurried voice sounded behind me at the same time: "Left!"
I only had time to smile when I heard Wen Tao rush to the position where I was standing, and with a slight upward movement, he easily changed the course of the ball, spinning and flying towards the opposite side.
Tacit understanding, even if we have long broken up and become strangers, the memories hidden deep in the body, the natural habits that have long been indelible, still exist.
On the other side, Xiao Xiang didn't seem to expect that his sudden smash did not score, and he watched in surprise as the ball flew towards him again, and with a hasty blow, he actually hit a high throw without strength.
Smack, don't miss the opportunity again, never leave a respite for the opponent on the field, that's not mercy, that's cruelty to yourself! Without hesitation, I flicked my wrist and pulled the ball straight in the direction of the shot.
There is no suspense, the ball, and the sound of the landing.