After half a year, Han Cang finally got his wish and came to a university in Wuhan as a spring special enrollment, leaving his hometown again, and this time going further.

Shen Yuntian really treated Han Cang as his own son, just for the sake of going to school, he tossed a lot, ran around in the second half of the year, and finally contacted an old classmate, who served as the vice president of that university, in view of Han Cang's former outstanding athlete in the provincial team, and won many honors, plus a little face of the old classmate, the vice principal promised to let Han Cang enroll, but the time was set in the spring of the second year, and the choice that could be given to him was very narrow, and finally arranged for him to enter the art department, majoring in drama, film and television literature, This is a major that has nothing to do with his more than ten years of sports career.

"I see, thank you, Coach." Han Cang readily agreed, as for what he could do after graduating from this major in the future, he didn't think much about it, as long as he could go to college.

Shen Yuntian's sigh came from the other end of the phone: "Alas...... You kid...... Take care of yourself! ”

With that, the phone was hung up.

Han Cang went through the admission procedures according to the procedure and moved his luggage into the dormitory, his dormitory was a standard four-person room, but there was only one person living in it before, and this person was not in the dormitory, so it was estimated that he was going to class.

Han Cang chose a bed, put his luggage away, and then took the key and went out, on the first day of reporting to the university, he wanted to go around.

Walking on the campus, quietly enjoying a lazy afternoon, Han Cang walked through the most famous cherry blossom avenue, which coincided with spring, and in another month or so, the cherry blossoms on campus will bloom, and there will be a grand flower viewing party, which is also the most lively event of the year except for New Year's Day.

The university is known as one of the top ten most beautiful universities in the country, in addition to the cherry blossom avenue, there is also a beautiful lake on the campus, there are countless wisteria trees growing around the lake, every spring, not only the cherry blossoms bloom, but also a string of tassel-like wisteria hanging down on the shore of the lake, as far as the eye can see, endlessly, the breeze blows, like a woman's long hair like a waterfall swinging back and forth, which is fascinating. A lake of spring water, a piece of wisteria, known as "Bitan wisteria", and the cherry blossom avenue are equally famous, both are the two major landscapes on campus.

Han Cang strolled in the corridor by the lake, and occasionally saw a student sitting here quietly reading a book, he walked around the lake along the corridor, and unconsciously, came to the school's sports center, where there are several venues, there are basketball halls, swimming pools, and indoor track and field halls, and then there is a building like a warehouse, which looks like a few years, and has been painted on the wall not long ago, and can smell the slightest smell of paint when he gets closer.

Maybe this is an abandoned stadium, Han Cang observed the surrounding environment, this should be the most inconspicuous place in the entire sports center, located in a remote corner, there is a feeling of being left out, the surrounding area is even overgrown with weeds, as if no one has been here for a long time, but when I got closer and took a closer look, those were not all weeds, there were a lot of camellia planted in it, and those camellia flowers had been raised one after another with full buds, and they would bloom with the warm breeze of early spring, The subtle scent can be preserved until the summer heat waves.

"Excuse me." But at this moment, a boy's voice suddenly sounded behind Han Cang, disturbing his Yaxing who was admiring the flowers.

However, Han Cang still politely made a way, only to see a thin boy passing by him, Han Cang's eyes fell on the backpack that the boy was carrying behind him, he couldn't be wrong with the familiar style - it was a three-pack badminton bag that could hold three rackets.

Could it be that this is a badminton hall? Han Cang had a hint of suspicion, so he looked back and looked again, but this venue is too broken, right?

With a piercing sound of "swoop", I saw that the boy opened the big iron door, and in an instant, the sound of swinging the racket and hitting the ball, the friction of the footsteps and the applause and laughter from time to time all poured into Han Cang's ears, and he couldn't stop it.

Han Cang's heart suddenly chuckled, that voice was very familiar to him, there was no doubt that it was badminton! But in the next second, Han Cang couldn't help but feel that his feet were hanging in the air, very unsteady, trying to convince himself that this place was not suitable for a long time, and he had to leave quickly.

However, just as Han Cang was about to turn around and leave, he didn't expect the boy to suddenly stop him: "Hey, classmate." ”

Han Cang was slightly stunned, only to hear the boy say again: "Are you also here to apply for joining the group?" My name is Ezel. ”

By the way, he also introduced himself, and even took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

Han Cang was a little confused, staring at the enthusiastic hand, not knowing how to answer for a while, and his mind was still thinking about how to find a reason to leave here.

Seeing that Han Cang hadn't shaken hands with him for a long time, the boy named Aize himself felt a little embarrassed, but he shrugged his shoulders, smiled, and then walked into the arena, leaving Han Cang standing outside the door in a daze.

Han Cang found that his heart was pounding, what was he nervous about? The familiar sound of hitting the ball coming from the arena seemed to have a kind of magic power, firmly grabbing Han Cang's attention, and he couldn't help but listen, he couldn't help but pay attention-"Just take a look." Han Cang told himself, so he took a deep breath, as if he needed to muster up the courage to take that step—only to see him walk into the dilapidated venue.

Compared with the outside, the internal environment of this stadium is not bad, although there are only two badminton courts, but the laying of the venue, including clothing baskets and storage boxes, are the same as the official competition, and the isolation board is used to distinguish the inside and outside of the court, ensuring the players' playing space, and there are even two line referees arranged on the sidelines.

When Han Cang walked in, he saw that there was a game going on in both venues, and there was a sparse circle of spectators standing outside the isolation board. In addition, there are some students sitting scattered in the stands, chatting and eating snacks.

Whenever a player from either side hits a good ball, the people on the sidelines applaud.

Han Cang followed the guy named Ai Ze before, passed by the first court, and came to the second court, only to see Ai Ze step forward and walk towards a table placed on the side of the court, he held an application form in his hand and handed it to the person sitting behind the desk, who seemed to be also a student.

Han Cang has been training in a sports school since he was 8 years old, and in the first twenty years of his life, he either swings a racket or works out every day, so he basically doesn't know anything about things in college, let alone that there is such a thing as a club.

Today coincides with the day when the school badminton club recruits newcomers, Ai Ze submitted the application form, which is to apply for joining the group, but there is a small test before joining the group, and the newcomers who join the group have to play a game with the old people in the club, the purpose of this is to test the level of newcomers, which is similar to the entrance exam, so as to facilitate the management of newcomers later.

At this time, such a test match was going on on the field, although Han Cang had just arrived, he could see at a glance who was the old man and who was the newcomer:

I saw that the old man of the club was not only tall, but when he jumped and killed the ball, the people around him followed his action of killing the ball and let out a series of exclamations.

"Wow! Liu Hainan is so handsome! ”

"Yes, yes! Not only are people handsome, but they also play badminton so well! ”

"What! You've never seen a senior play basketball, that's pretty cool! ”

There were a few girls watching the game on the sidelines, and Han Cang seriously suspected that they were personal fans of this Liu Hainan, not watching the game at all, but watching people. But I also have to admit that small ball sports like badminton are far less influential in the amateur field than basketball and football, and even incomparable with tennis, which is also a small ball sport.

The game on the court ended quickly, there was no doubt that the newcomer lost, and then it was the turn of the boy named Azer, who saw that the badminton bag that had been pressed on his shoulder had been standing on the ground, he unzipped it and pulled out a pair of rackets.

"I'm going? How dare you kid come? I only heard the man named Liu Hainan say suddenly, and the words seemed to be full of a sense of banter.

"What's not to dare?" I saw Aize step over the fence and walk into the court, then took off his jacket, put it on the edge of the clothes basket, and walked into the tee area with his racket.

Listening to the tone, it seems that these two people have known each other before, and there is something going on.

Liu Hainan picked up a ball with a racket and hit it to Aize: "You serve first." ”

The people outside the court gradually gathered in a circle again, and there was silence around them, everyone was quietly waiting for Aize to serve, and the atmosphere seemed a little inexplicably tense.

Han Cang also stood on the sidelines, silently paying attention, only to see Ai Ze let go of his fingers, and at the same time swing his arms stiffly, hitting the first shot - but as soon as he finished serving, he heard the audience on the sidelines snort and laugh, especially the girls who worshiped Liu Hainan, the laughter was particularly harsh.

Liu Hainan also smiled, he was originally ready to shoot this ball, and he planned to grab the net and kill it as soon as possible, but he didn't expect that Ai Ze actually missed the ball, in other words, this idiot waved an empty racket, and he didn't hit the badminton.

"Azer, don't be funny, okay? Are you golfing? I saw Liu Hainan imitating Ai Ze's movements, which caused laughter on the sidelines.

Han Cang was also a little speechless when he saw it, but he didn't expect this Ai Ze to use the forehand swing racket to serve, this kind of serving method usually only appears in women's singles competitions, male players really don't have such a serve, the most important thing is that his left and right hand coordination is very poor, he didn't master the rhythm, and the badminton was about to land when he swung the racket, and the result was an empty racket.

"Hey, that didn't count just now, I should warm you up, let's come again." Liu Hainan motioned for Ai Ze to serve another ball.

Although the first shot was unexpectedly poor, it also gave Ai Ze some confidence in his heart, as long as the range of action was larger and he let go of the play, he could serve successfully.

So on the second beat, he released his fingers and at the same time threw his arm and swung his racket to hit the ball.

"Dude, you're going to scare me to death!" Liu Hainan stopped abruptly in front of the net and almost hit the net. Although this ball was sent out, the force was surprisingly small, and it didn't even go over the net.

Familiar laughter sounded on the sidelines again, and even the girls were anxious for Aize, anxious and funny.

Han Cang still stood there expressionlessly, he was almost certain now, this person named Aize didn't know how to play badminton at all, and it could even be said that he had never played before, the shot just now was very clear from his eyes, it was the lower edge of the paddle that hit the ball, and it was not in the sweet area at all, so the ball sent out was soft and soft, and it was strange that it could pass the net.

The so-called sweet spot is the best hitting point on the badminton racket, and it is also the power point, some amateur rackets will outline the range of the sweet spot with different colored lines, which is easy for users to identify, but in professional rackets, this is impossible.

"Again." Liu Hainan gave Eze another chance to serve.

On the third beat, Ai Ze continued to amplify his movements, and the moment the shuttlecock collided with the paddle, it made a crisp hitting sound, drawing a high parabola and falling behind the audience.

The ball was sent out, and it also crossed the net, but the force was too great, not only over the net, but also over the line, and hit the field.

This time, not only Liu Hainan, but even the audience couldn't help but start ridiculing: "I'll go... I'm really playing golf, I'm better than him in my left hand, and what about this missile..."

At this time, the serving referee took out a new shuttlecock and raised his hand to hand it to Azer.

"Hey, wait." But Liu Hainan suddenly said, "The ball just now hasn't been broken, you hurry up and pick it up." ”

"Why should I pick it up?" Azer asked rhetorically.

"You don't pick up what you called?" Liu Hainan glared, looking really scary.

"Isn't it, Liu Hainan is going crazy?" The spectators on the sidelines could already smell a hint of gunpowder.

Ai Ze was stunned, only to see him silently walking along the sideline to the opposite side, and was stared at by countless pairs of eyes on the way, and he was particularly embarrassed to watch.

But just as Aize was about to step over the fence and go to the sidelines to pick up the ball, someone suddenly handed the shuttlecock in front of him:

"Stop fighting." I just listened to Han Cang say.