Chapter 13: The Hour of Victory

He Yueen and Wen Qian were doing warm-up exercises, Zuo Yanxia was playing with the tennis ball in her hand with great interest, and she didn't pay attention to Shen Ruoxi next to her looking at her directly.

"Shen Ruoxi! Do you think we can win? Zuo Yanxia asked him curiously, if she didn't find something to talk about and divert her attention, she would have to be seen by Shen Ruoxi.

"If you don't have a lot of skills, we're going to lose."

Zuo Yanxia shivered, and sure enough, as soon as Shen Ruoxi opened her mouth, hail and rain fell from the sky.

"You don't have a good word." She rolled her eyes at him, and said to Teacher Li Sheng, who was the referee, "Teacher, remember to put water on me." ”

Li Sheng couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "Of course, this is a competition, it has to be fair and just!" ”

"Teacher, you don't love your students anymore!" Zuo Yanxia flattened her mouth.

Li Sheng expressed helplessness, blew the whistle in his hand, and said loudly, "As the so-called friendship first and competition second, this is a pinnacle duel, and two wins in three games determine the winner or loser." Well, without further ado, now the game has officially begun. ”

Zuo Yanxia threw the tennis ball to the ground, and the bouncing force of the ball increased Zuo Yanxia reached out to catch the ball, and threw the ball to the opposite side, saying, "You serve first." ”

"Then don't blame us as seniors for not letting you." Wen Qian caught the tennis ball thrown over, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a slight danger in his eyes.

"It's okay, we young people should respect the elderly." Zuo Yanxia smiled.

"Forget it, let's concentrate on playing well, don't be provoked by others and mistake ourselves." Seeing that Wen Qian had already gritted his teeth, He Yueen grabbed him and comforted him.

The students of Class 9 of the first year of high school in the audience were whispering:

"The school bully and the two class presidents of our class, Biye!" One girl said, "I wonder who's going to win?" ”

"It must be He Yueen, they will win! They've won provincial and municipal races! A more nymphomaniac girl said.

"Not necessarily, what if our squad leader wins." A boy whispered unconvinced.

"If you see it, you will know the result......

Qi Kaixuan, who has always acted as a transparent person among them, stared directly at Zuo Yanxia with her eyes, and her ball throwing action was exactly the same as the little girl who saved him at the beginning.

If it weren't for her, it would be embarrassing for him. If it was her, then did she remember the little boy she had saved? I shouldn't remember, after all, so many years have passed, and he just wanted to say thank you in front of her to make up for his rejection of others' kindness at that time, only blaming himself for not being strong enough but giving cold to the people who helped him.

"Wen Qian, don't be impetuous." Fu Chenhua on the side reminded Wen Qian.

Wen Qian nodded, no matter what, they will win, the other party is just a hairy child who doesn't understand the world.

Wen Qian smiled confidently, he threw the ball to the ground, and the ball bounced off the ground with the slamming ground, Wen Qian hit the ball to the opposite side with his racket in both hands. The tennis ball crossed the net with the arc that flew out and was caught by Shen Ruoxi, and it fell back to the opposite side, and then was caught by He Yueen's racket, and hit back to the opposite side, and played back and forth like this.

Zuo Yanxia was very excited to run in the direction of the ball, but it was always Shen Ruoxi who received the ball, she had no choice but to run here and there, but unfortunately He Yueen and Wen Qian, who were on the opposite side, had also found out that the man who had the ball was the man, so they decided to ......

He Yueen and Wen Qian glanced at each other, Wen Qian caught the ball and hit it in the direction of Zuo Yanxia, Zuo Yanxia saw that the ball was coming, she stretched out the racket but unfortunately the racket was deflected, and she missed the ball, that is, she didn't hit.

"The first high school junior 8 class wins." As soon as he finished whistling, Li Sheng shouted.

"Come on......" said the students of Class 9 of the first year of high school.

The corners of Wen Qian's lips curled upward, he was really right, that girl was a fatal weakness.

Zuo Yanxia glanced at Shen Ruoxi and said with a smile, "Hehe, that one just missed ......"

Shen Ruoxi wiped a handful of fine sweat on his forehead, gasped lightly, and said, "You can't be reliable!" ”

"Can ......" Zuo Yanxia nodded like pounding garlic.

Zuo Yanxia laughed secretly, no one on the other side must have found out that she deliberately deviated the racket when she just received the ball, only by deliberately lowering her own strength, your opponent will lower her vigilance against herself.

In the second game, Shen Ruoxi moved closer to Zuo Yanxia's direction, thinking that if they hit the ball at her and she didn't catch it, it would doom us to lose.

"We can't afford to be careless." He Yueen looked at Wen Qian and said, just now watching Shen Ruoxi's movements, he should have known that they would attack the weak Zuo Yanxia.

"Hmm." Wen Qian nodded and started serving.

The tennis ball once again crossed the net in the middle with a slight arc, and Shen Ruoxi, who was about to catch the ball, received the other tennis racket faster than him, and the ball flew out. The ball went to the opposite side, but He Yueen didn't catch it.

Because the speed was too fast, the students who had not yet reacted forgot to applaud.

With a crisp whistle fell, applause rang out.

Li Sheng said: "The 9th class of the first year of high school won, a 1-1 draw, and the two sides exchanged venues. ”

"How is Shen Ruoxi?" Zuo Yanxia looked at Shen Ruoxi's paralyzed expression triumphantly, and said, "I also have a chance to win!" ”

“……”

And at this moment, Wen Qian said angrily, "He Yueen, what's the matter with you?" Don't you have a ball that slips away in your hand? You let a girl who doesn't know what tennis is win for you......"

"Alright." Fu Chenhua interrupted Wen Qian's words, "It's just a tie now, and there's still one more." ”

"......" He Yueen was silent, he didn't react just now, the speed of the ball was so fast. He looked at Zuo Yanxia opposite, with shoulder-length hair and white sportswear, he was a little naughty.

When it came to the most crucial game, that was the third game. Shen Ruoxi, who served in this game, hit Wen Qian's position with a ball. was hit back to Shen Ruoxi by He Yueen, and after n times of going back and forth, the ball caught by Shen Ruoxi was almost at the border, and was blocked by Zuo Yanxia, and Shen Ruoxi hit the ball back to the opposite side. Wen Qian's physical strength was also a little exhausted, the moment he received the ball, the tennis ball bounced to the edge of his racket, and flew out at a forty-five degree angle. It's just that the ball doesn't go over the net, and the result is ......

Teacher Li Sheng blew his whistle as usual and said, "After a wonderful best-of-three game, the final result is ...... The 9th class of the first year of high school won 2-1. ”

"Yay—" The students cheered.

"Seniors, now you can keep your promise!" Zuo Yanxia pulled Shen Ruoxi and ran to Fu Chenhua and the three of them in a hurry, and asked.

"You ......"

"We've always done what we said." Fu Chenhua stopped the impulsive Wen Qian and said in an ordered tone.

Zuo Yanxia smiled awkwardly, that's good! She completely forgot that she was still holding Shen Ruoxi's hand.

Fu Chenhua saw the two of them holding hands, and asked casually, "Are you a couple?" ”

Only then did Zuo Yanxia react, and both of them quickly retracted their hands.

"Who would be a couple with a brainless person!" Shen Ruoxi put his hands in his trouser pockets and said, turned around and left.

"Bastard." Zuo Yanxia said a sentence behind his back.

The school bully also left the tennis court and gave it to the students of Class 9 of the first year of high school.

In the corner, a pair of resentful eyes put all this in their hearts.