This should be a matchup between strong players. It wasn't until the finals that Tang Yao deeply realized the level of streetball, and it turned out that the girls were all about the same. The next step is to fight each other's strong hearts and shit luck.

I saw that the table tennis balls were playing higher and higher on the table tennis table, and the table tennis game seemed to have been discovered as high-altitude cricket. The two pairs of girls did not hold the racket in a triangular shape with their thumb and index finger and middle finger as reserved at the beginning, but grabbed the short and thick handle of the table tennis ball with one fist and desperately clasped the board to kill. The physical education teacher on the side shook his head vigorously, forgetting that he was a referee today, and kept shouting,

"Pay attention to the grip posture",

"How do you play a good ball with such a hand",

"Aunts and grandmothers, we are table tennis, table tennis."

But there is no way, no matter how crazy the physical education teacher is guiding the two sides, this war together, after the scene is chaotic for a while, it is difficult to control, let alone listen to the teacher's speech with one ear.

After several twists and turns, the table tennis ball landed, and Tang Yao's team narrowly won. The physical education teacher looked at her and Sister Zhang, and said seriously and solemnly that they would stay after the game and accept his guidance.

Sister Zhang pushed Tang Yao with her elbow, "Look, I said that we have to fight anyway, it's worth it now!" ”

Tang Yao's heart is stuffed, her back is tossed hot in the winter now, it is estimated that when the north wind blows when she goes out, she will be lucky enough to experience the feeling of ice and fire.

Tang Yao is a person who has no ideas and is not radical. But if you do it, you're also a type who tries your best and gets carried away. But it was one thing at the time, and then it was another realm, how could I somehow become a desperate Sanniang.

Mu Sisi ran over with a grin, "The men's and women's doubles next door are interesting." Are you done with the competition here? ”

"Why don't you ask me if I won or not?" Tang Yao was speechless, with such a fine girlfriend, she was really a little tired and panicked.

"Can you still win?" Mu Sisi looked skeptical.

Tang Yao shook her bangs, "Then I'll tell you solemnly now, we won, Ming'er will represent the first grade of junior high school against the second junior high school girl." After speaking, Tang Yao also shook his feet to show his embarrassment.

"Ah," Mu Sisi's sudden shout made Tang Yao feel a chill surging up in his back.

"Can you be considerate of my little heart? I've only been off the battlefield for less than five minutes. Tang Yao patted his chest and said that he was very hurt.

"Isn't it time to rejoice when you win?"

In fact, the temperament like Mu Sisi is also excellent, true temperament, dare to love and hate, there is no overnight hatred, and there is nothing that cannot be passed, and people have a good life.

Mu Sisi didn't finish talking about the men's and women's doubles at that time. Their class is Chang Jian and Meng Ran mixed doubles. Tang Yao threw her so-called explanation letter on Chang Jian's desk at the end of the semester. People who are trapped in feelings have always been tendons, and once they are trapped, they will be difficult to extricate themselves. If Tang Yao had known about their eyebrows and flirts in the table tennis doubles competition, maybe she would not have been as smart as she was.

But fate is changeable, there are too many possibilities and misses. This is probably a love disaster for Tang Yao. Just like a person who cultivates immortals and ascends to the tribulation, only by being reborn from the fire can he see a new world and make a comeback.