Soon, it was Song Yimian's turn to play, and Coach Tan gave him another instruction before letting him go.

Tao You sat in his seat, his eyes following Song Yimian closely.

"Xiao Youyou, you say, will Song Yimian win? What if I lose? Hong Xiqi's voice was a little loud, and the team members next to her all looked at her, with a hint of warning in their eyes.

Hong Xiqi received their eyes, immediately closed his mouth, pursed his lips and smiled awkwardly.

After a while, she leaned into Tao You's ear and whispered, "What do you think? ”

The game is still in the preparatory stage, and Tao You can't predict the result, so now he can only choose to believe in Song Yimian, after all, when he was a child, Song Yimian was completely sure of everything he did, and he never blindly took those things that he was not sure of, so he replied: "He will definitely win." Coach Tan said last time that he was very strong, so you can watch it with peace of mind. Although she said this, there was still a little drum in her heart.

Because there are too many schools participating in the preliminaries, in order to save time, the organizers adopt a best-of-three system, each set continues to be divided into six games, and the first side to score four points in each game wins, and before the start of each game, a coin will be tossed for the players of both sides to choose the court or the serving side, and then there is a ten-minute warm-up time.

After the referee made sure everything, he sat back in his high chair, and the players of the opposite team were quite calm, moved their hands and feet to their own side of the court, and took the lead to serve to familiarize themselves with the court. When it was Song Yimian's turn, I don't know if he was in the wrong state, and three of the balls fell out of bounds, Tao You couldn't help but secretly sweat for him, and the players in the stands also secretly clenched their fists and looked at the field nervously.

"Song Yimian What are you doing!" Coach Tan's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, the hand holding the railing was bruised, and his entire upper body leaned out of the stands, wanting to yell at Song Yimian, but because of the rules, he thought that the coach on the opposite side must be staring at him at this time and grabbing him, in order not to be kicked out of the field by the referee, he endured it stubbornly, but the anger in his eyes was burning.

"Was he too nervous and made a mistake?" Coach Sun said worriedly on the side, looking down at the information of the opposing team's players, "Wang Peng, I have very little experience in the game, today's serves are stable, and the aura is okay, Song Yimian doesn't have this psychological quality, right?" ”

Coach Tan listened quietly, looking at the field without speaking, he knows very well what Song Yimian's psychological quality is, he has participated in various competitions since he was a child, and it is impossible to mess up because of a few balls that look bluffing but do not have any lethal power during the warm-up, it is okay to play, but you have to grasp the proportions, don't make mistakes in the official game, I hope that the temporary decision to let Song Yimian play is not wrong.

"Brother Mian's psychological quality is leveraged, don't be deceived by his current appearance." Gu Yibing, who had known Song Yimian for so many years, comforted Hong Xiqi and Tao You, who had ugly faces on the side, "He may not be holding back what is bad, let go of a hundred hearts, this person is not Brother Mian's opponent." ”

Wang Peng only started practicing tennis after graduating from primary school, and finally entered the tennis team, and has been staying in the group. He knows that his talent is average, even if he spends more time training, it is difficult to get ahead, so he has no intention of playing all the time, next year will be the third year of high school, he will quit the team, and shift the focus to the cultural class, this is the last time he participated in the autumn league, and finally entered Group A, although there is only one game in the team competition, but after knowing that the opponent is Wang Ming before the game, he still has a comprehensive understanding of Wang Ming, and has developed a new training plan for him, Wang Ming has played longer than him, and has participated in more games than him, The strength is stronger than him, he doesn't expect to win, he just hopes to have a good time in this game, enjoy this game, he is also very clear about the strength of his school, so many years, he has not entered the finals, and this time at the beginning of the strong school team in the first middle school, the probability of them winning is very small, or maybe directly stopped in the preliminaries.

Just now the coach suddenly told him that Wang Ming was allergic to go to the hospital, and the first middle school decided to temporarily replace him, and replaced him with a substitute player in the first year of high school, the moment he heard the news, his mind was blank, he couldn't think, he only knew that the efforts of this time were all in vain, he didn't take the time to understand the other players, let alone the substitute players, the coach didn't remind him before, but he was stubborn, and every time he took it as a deaf ear, because he didn't think that anyone would have problems before the game. But then he was a little glad that the substitute player in the first year of high school may be strong

is worse than Wang Ming, an experienced veteran player who has been staying in Group A, and he may have a chance to win.

When he was on the field, he tried his best to support his little aura, and after seeing Song Yimian send out the ball out of bounds, he instantly gained confidence, and narcissistically wondered if his aura had shocked the first year of high school on the opposite side, and it was chaotic before the official game, and his psychological quality needed to be improved.

The referee pinched the stopwatch, and as soon as the ten minutes were up, he whistled: "The game is officially on!" Fengxin Middle School, Wang Peng serves first! ”

Song Yimian stood still in the corresponding position, raised his hand to signal that he was ready, and quickly shifted to judge the landing location of the ball at the moment when Wang Peng served. The speed of this ball is not high, the power is not strong, and it falls in the service boundary in a regular manner, which is very easy to catch.

After a while, "Doule! Song Yimian watched the ball fall in the doubles boundary, raised his hand and shouted. No. 1 Middle School cheered, but Fengxin Middle School quieted down, the coach put his hands around his chest, chewed gum, and looked at the situation on the field seriously.

"Beep! Zero, one in the lead! The referee blew the whistle and made a note on the paper as he spoke.

Wang Peng grabbed his hair fiercely, feeling a little annoyed in his heart.

Hong Xiqi didn't understand the rules of the tennis game, and he didn't know why Song Yimian scored when the ball was obviously in the boundary, so he asked Tao You with a slight wrinkle: "Little Youyou, what does this doule mean?" Isn't the ball in the white line? How did it end in one round? Song Yimian scored like this? ”

Although Tao You hasn't played tennis himself over the years, he sometimes watches games on the Internet and understands some rules, so he explained to her in Hong Xiqi's ear: "The outermost white line of the court is the doubles boundary, and the one inside is the singles boundary. ”

Hong Xiqi nodded clearly, straightened up and continued to watch the game.

It was still Wang Peng's serve, but because of the mistake just now, he was obviously a little impetuous, on the other hand, Song Yimian was still calmly preparing for the posture, as if he didn't know what nervousness was, and he was also very confident in himself.

“faul！”

Wang Peng was nervous, his strength was too big, the ball was sent directly out of bounds, he took a few deep breaths, took out the second ball from his pocket, slapped it on the ground, and tried to calm himself down, before throwing the ball, the court was quiet, everyone held their breath and stared at the ball in his hand with different thoughts.

"Xiao Youyou, when you serve, do you have to serve in the first two areas?" Hong Xiqi asked again.

"Hmm." Tao You nodded, "Diagonal serve, he stands on the right side of the court to serve, and the ball must land in the service area on the left side of the opposite side to count." She added.

Gu Yi also came over and said to Hong Xiqi: "I'm a professional, you can ask me." ”

Hong Xiqi didn't have time to pay attention to him, waved his hand at him casually, and said perfunctorily: "I'll ask you next time." ”

The sky is dark, there are more and more people who come to watch the game, the aisles of the stands are full of people, there are a lot of small flying insects gathered under the headlights in the field, the cheers in the field are continuous, Song Yimian's game is nearing the end, he is full of aura, and he is quite restrained, the results are already obvious, Wang Peng lost confidence as early as halfway through the event, and was even a little afraid of Song Yimian, the aura was suppressed by Song Yimian, and he couldn't turn it up again, with respect for the game, he still played the remaining games seriously.

"The game is over, the score is 2-1! One win! "The referee was sitting in the high chair and reporting the final result.

All the people who supported No. 1 Middle School cheered, and Tao Youye and Hong Xiqi hugged each other excitedly, and their eyebrows and eyes were full of excitement.

"You're amazing, I'm convinced." After the game, Wang Peng walked to the net and shook hands with Song Yimian, and praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Thanks, you're not bad either." Song Yimian was still expressionless, and thanked him in a flat tone. Wang Peng lowered his head and smiled bitterly, knowing that he was comforting himself, Song Yimian also saved him face and let him play a game, so that his results would not look too shabby, but he knew that Song Yimian won very easily, and he didn't even play his full strength, it was hard to imagine how he tried his best, what a terrible opponent this would be.

Wang Peng returned to the stands in frustration, and the coach and players surrounded him one after another, patting him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Not bad." Coach Tan rubbed it

Song Yimian, who walked back sweating, said, "It's not too much." He pointed out to save face for his opponent.

Song Yimian didn't go up to the stands, with water in his mouth, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and put it down instantly.

"Song Xiaopang, it's okay!" Tao You stood in the stands, just on the same level as Song Yimian, grabbed Song Yimian's neck, and let go of his hand in disgust the moment he touched the sweat on his neck, and didn't forget to rub it on his clothes, "Not bad, it's okay, continue to maintain it in the next few games, win the war, and I'll invite you to dinner when the time comes." ”

"Can I eat anything?" Song Yimian asked.

Tao Yu nodded generously.

"It's a deal!" Song Yimian was unceremoniously, "Don't regret it when the time comes." ”

Tao You said boldly: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!" When did I lie to you, brother. Under the light, her round eyes were as bright as shining black jade, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was dazzling, and Song Yi reluctantly looked away without a trace.

The next game started immediately, and everyone was involved in it again, Tao You was not interested in other people's games, took out his homework and put it on his lap to do it, and did not forget to explain to Tao's mother when he went home later.

'Still in school?' "Tao's mother sent a message.

Tao You glanced at the time, it's not early, she definitely can't wait for the end of the game, thinking that Tao's father and Tao's mother are estimated to go home in a short time, and she has to go back quickly, if Tao's mother wants to come to school to pick her up, it will be bad if she is discovered.

'Going to pick you up?' In the next second, Tao's mother's message continued to be sent.

Tao You took a breath and hurriedly replied: "Now go back, you don't have to pick it up." He quickly put away his schoolbag and said to Hong Xiqi and the others: "My mother sent me a message, I have to go back first, bye-bye." ”

"Remember to send a message when you get home." Song Yimian reminded, "Don't be the same as last time." ”

Tao You nodded wildly, struggled through the stands, and walked towards the door. Behind the stands, Ding Ziming, wearing a sweatshirt and hat, also walked out of the field at this time, lowered his head to think, and did not apologize when he bumped into someone.

Song Yimian was resting in the stands, and he saw a black thing dangling in the corner, like a camera, and when he looked at it, there was nothing, thinking that he had seen it wrong, so he didn't care.