Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong fought harder and harder, with less expressions and almost always smashing the ball.
Tit for tat.
With a bang, the badminton ball came out of the barrel like a bullet. The violent explosion echoed in the corners of the teaching building, attracting many people in class to stand by the window and watch.
Everything became sweaty under the midday sun.
Li Qingrong made a big run and then smashed the ball. After knocking the ball out of his hand, he took off his coat.
Zhang Ningzhi watched from the sidelines and swallowed hard.
"They...seem to be angry?"
Yao Beibei opened her mouth, but she couldn't tell. The two of them fought so fiercely, the explosions were fierce, and neither one gave way to the other.
She clearly saw under the sun the thin layer of muscles on Li Qingrong's arm when he swung the racket, and the look on his face when he gritted his teeth when he hit the ball. She could see that he was really angry.
The same goes for Jiang Nian, he really doesn't hold back when he kills the ball, and the sonic boom sounds scary.
There was a bang, and I didn't know who thought it was.
"It's starting again!" Li Hua gritted his teeth, "Old Ma, you said Nian and the squad leader won't just throw away the racket and start fighting, right?"
Ma Guojun was also dumbfounded, "It's hard to say, Jiang Nian and the squad leader are both a little over the top and getting angry."
"You're still awesome in Nian. He kills you when you show up. There's no mercy at all." Li Hua shook his head and sighed, then added, "The squad leader is also pretty awesome."
Bang bang bang!!! Several more rapid sonic booms.
The students from Class 3 who were watching were no longer calm.
"Wo Ri, does Jiang Nian have a grudge against the squad leader? He jumped up and killed him. It feels like the racket can hardly hold up. Is this a personal grudge?"
"It's hard to say what grudge there is about not being able to protect all the people." Ma Guojun suddenly turned around and asked, "Li Hua, the squad leader seems to have been in No. 2 Middle School before, right?"
"What the hell, how do I know this?"
Jiang Nian was also a little out of breath during the game, but he saw that Li Qingrong was also very fast in killing the ball. He was so happy when he saw that he was hunting, and his hands were itchy for a while. It was really fun to hit high and long shots back and forth.
The feeling of being squeezed out of his physical strength also made him feel a little aroused.
He determined that Li Qingrong was obviously a little over the top. Although both parties were enjoying themselves, it didn't seem right to say that they were both looking for a higher explosive point.
All in all, the dopamine produced by exercise is so pure.
As he fought, the violent part of his genes awakened. Extreme jump kills, heavy artillery from the backcourt, backhand smashes, continuous jump kills, and the ultimate sense of offensive pressure.
Higher, faster and stronger has always been the violent aesthetic pursued by human beings.
The visual and auditory experience brought by badminton compresses violence to the limit. Although it is not as passionate as professional basketball, the threshold for badminton is lower.
When you stop on the court, look at the pace and listen to the sound, you will know who is strong.
During the fourth period, more and more people stood up to look at the windows of each class on both sides of the teaching building. A few or two from each class poked their heads out curiously, took a look, and then retracted.
Li Qingrong had exhausted most of her energy, but she was still playing hard. The racket was hitting hard, and the badminton ball was like a heavy cannon, which made the onlookers look at her.
There are a few students from parallel classes who have just arrived and are not sure why.
"Wow, you're beating up a scumbag. Is that your ex across from you?"
Jiang Nian was merciless. After catching a few balls, he seized the opportunity and made a clean jump kill. This was using all his strength, and there was a bang!
Explosive sound resounded throughout the teaching building!!
"Wow, if you still play ball after breaking up, wouldn't the exes consider wearing helmets?"
"Damn it, if you hit the ball in the face, everyone will probably be dead, right?"
"Who can hit this speed without some deep grudges? If you look up three generations of your ancestors, you will definitely find someone who wants to steal his wife."
"It's over, Ji Ming is here (grade leader) and slipped away."
Li Qingrong also saw the third-year team leader from the corner of his eye, but what he was thinking about was to kill another ball. The last one, he would find an opportunity to hit a smash.
Then she discovered that Jiang Nian on the opposite side seemed to be feeding the ball intentionally, giving her a chance to smash.
Well, although this is not as good as the natural state, it is a forced end. However, due to force majeure, the grade leader is present and it is impossible to continue the fight.
Adjust your breathing and concentrate.
Li Qingrong stepped back, took off decisively, raised his left hand to rack the racket with his right hand, and opened his bow like a full moon. In the flash of lightning, he hit the badminton hard.
At that moment, the afterimage was even bombarded.
Bang!!!
The huge explosion echoed in everyone's ears, and everyone present gasped in unison.
So decisive, Li Qingrong's vigorous posture was like a green deer. The badminton ball was like a white light, an arrow from the string, shooting straight into Jiang Nian's defensive area.
Wang Yuhe's eyes lit up as she watched the battle. The sense of power in Li Qingrong was what she had been looking for. She watched intently and finally understood some of the girls in the class.
There was another exclamation, and Li Qingrong's kill was provoked by Jiang Nian's limit again.
This time Li Qingrong didn't kill, and fed the ball just like Jiang Nian did just now. It was another high and long ball, not very fast, and Jiang Nian seized the opportunity.
Just then, the grade leader's sharp whistle sounded.
Jiang Nian crossed and backed away, giving him no chance to call for a stop. He reached the backcourt in three or two steps, and his body suddenly jumped up high, in the same posture as Li Qingrong.
The left hand is raised, the right hand is used to shoot, and the bow is opened like a full moon.
Probably because it was the last shot, Jiang Nian didn't have any energy left, so he stood up and kicked. The racket moved at a terrifying speed, and made a faint buzzing sound the moment he swung the racket.
Bang!!
With a huge roar, the badminton reached its limit in the air, and a white wing fragment collapsed.
After all, there is a physical gap between the women's singles and the men's singles, and Li Qingrong's physical exertion was too serious. He wanted to catch the ball, but he couldn't keep up with the speed, so he landed a sure shot.
As for winning or losing, no one will remember it once it’s on the head, only bang bang bang!!!
"You guys!! Don't play badminton here!" The grade leader's voice hit the ground at the same time as the badminton ball, "We are still in class, what's going on with you classmates?"
"I'm still in the Olympiad class. Hurry up and go somewhere else to fight!"
There were boos immediately, but due to the authority of the grade leader, everyone dispersed.
The popping sound disappeared. Qian Bao glanced upstairs at the venue and saw Jiang Nian returning the racket to Li Qingrong, and couldn't help but smile.
Youth goes better with sports, the best body, the best age.
She turned to look at the class, focusing on one or two couples who were sitting in different positions. They had good grades, and they seemed to be the type to supervise each other's studies.
But. Is there any couple who is not devoured by desire?
Beimen backstreet, dark group rental houses, dim corridors, messy wires, and remote milk tea shop. Can you bear to be bored in a rental house on a rainy day?
I didn't think there was anything wrong with them before, I even thought they were a bit sweet. Anyway, they are all children with good grades, and it's cute to work hard and restrain themselves for the people you like.
But people really can't compare, and you have to throw away goods when comparing goods.
After seeing the backs of Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong leaping to kill, Qian Bao suddenly felt that compared to couples falling in love secretly, children under the sun were cuter.
She turned back and looked at the classmates in the class, and the sound of little bees' electric current sounded in the classroom.
"Everyone should exercise more when you have free time."
"Here, monitor, I broke your ball." Jiang Nian handed the racket back, still a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I used too much force."
"It's okay, I still have a lot." Li Qingrong nodded, but felt a little unnatural when catching the ball with his right hand.
"Injured?" Jiang Nian noticed.
"No, I used too much force, I'm a little sore." Li Qingrong raised his head, "I'm fine, you played well."
Her responses were relatively concise and plain. Apart from the sweat on her head and a few strands of hair stuck to her forehead, it was almost impossible to tell that she had just played an intense game.
"Well, squad leader, you are also very good at hitting the ball." Jiang Nian was very happy to receive the recognition and said sympathetically, "I feel like the racket will break if I exert more force."
When Li Qingrong heard this, his eyes paused, and then he said in a positive tone.
"Next time, use all your strength."
"ah?"
"It's not your fault if the racket breaks." Li Qingrong said with a serious face and bright eyes, "Next time, use your full strength. It doesn't matter if the racket breaks."
"Oh, okay." Jiang Nian wondered why she was so serious.
Are you already looking forward to next time?
Then I'll cheat next time.
Eliminate fatigue, two full physical states, one session is more powerful than six sessions.
Li Qingrong didn't know Jiang Nian was so dirty and planned to torture her next time. He turned around to tidy up his racket and put on his coat.
Ring, ring, ring! The school bell rings at noon!
"Then - bye?" She waved a little blankly.
"Okay, bye, I should go to the cafeteria to eat." Jiang Nian lowered his head and glanced at his phone, a little anxious, "I'm leaving then."
Love can wait, but not in the cafeteria.
A great country can stop for any humble life and still have a wish. At least a large group of people will believe it.
But try changing the title!
A great campus cafeteria can stop any humble student and ensure that everyone has a mouthful of spit.
Because America is too far away, any outrageous thing can exist and it is reasonable. But campus cafeterias happen every day, and no one understands the cruelty of it better than Jiang Nian.
Talk about your mother's love, you can't even have a hot bite of rice!
heitui!!!
Li Qingrong carried her badminton racket and went upstairs with a few girls. She was silent as usual. After putting down the racket, she said goodbye to the girls at the entrance of the corridor.
It has been fifteen minutes since school ended, and there is no one on the road in front of the school.
Going downstairs, Li Qingrong was wearing a coat and walking along the tree-lined path.
The autumn sunshine was just right, and she couldn't help but squint her eyes in comfort as she recalled the game she had just played. Jiang Nianhui was a good golfer, and he was evenly matched.
The cool breeze blew through the rustling leaves and everything was normal.
The wind was blowing gently, but the image of Jiang Nian's jumpscare appeared in Li Qingrong's mind again.
But she stopped inexplicably, stepping on the uneven floor tiles with her white sneakers. Beside the path, statues of Marx and Confucius were displayed left and right.
His white feather-like figure blocked the sun, and his short-sleeved clothes floated up, revealing his flat and firm abdominal muscles. His strong and powerful arms were used for violent smashes.
A badminton shuttlecock that she didn't catch broke, and after an interval of twenty minutes, it came with bursts of buzzing and breaking wind, and quickly passed by her ears again.
She blinked and saw nothing, only her heart beating rapidly. A sour feeling that she had never experienced before was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't describe the taste.
After a few minutes, Li Qingrong couldn't figure it out, so he slowly left.
The moment he lowered his eyes, his voice unconsciously sounded in his ears: "Monitor, you are also very beautiful at hitting the ball." He seemed to have noticed his new hair tie.
Did you praise it? It seems so.
She touched her hair tie and slowly walked out of the school gate.
After dinner, Jiang Nian went to the teaching building, picked up his clothes and wiped his body at the toilet sink. He took a handful of water with his hand and wiped it all over again, regardless of whether it would get wet.
As soon as the wind blew in the corridor, the whole person suddenly became clear.
Cool!
Anyway, after overexertion, my hands are a little sore.
If you don’t have Sister T’s life, you will get Sister T’s disease.
He shook his hand and thought about using the treatment this afternoon. I wonder if this side effect can also be removed. It should be possible, right?
It shouldn't be to the point of muscle strain, no.
Back in the classroom, after a while, Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe walked in together.
Jiang Nian looked up from his seat and couldn't help but smile. He got up and left his seat, walked to them, sat at the table, and looked at Chen Yunyun.
"Your little sisters won't hold a grudge against me, right?"
Chen Yunyun was speechless and rolled her eyes at him.
"I don't know who asked you to hit me so hard."
"No." Wang Yuhe shook his head and said seriously, "I told you not to let me, I don't blame you."
"Then why are you crying?" Jiang Nian didn't pick up any of the pots.
Wang Yuhe suddenly suffocated, his face turned red and warm to the naked eye, and he was anxious.
"I remembered something sad."
"Oh, really?" Jiang Nian touched his chin and murmured, "I thought you couldn't bear it mentally, but actually you still need to practice your backhand."
Wang Yuhe didn't hold back for a moment, burst into tears, and dropped a small pearl while lying on the table.
"Jiang Nian, are you sick?" Chen Yunyun couldn't help but punch him, and turned to comfort Wang Yuhe, "Ignore him, Jiang Nian is dead like this!"
Jiang Nian laughed and took out two candies from his pocket and handed them to the two women.
"Don't cry, I'm just kidding."
"Take it away! Who wants your candy!" Chen Yunyun pushed away, pretending to be angry.
"Really? I want to add some sugar when I cry, and the tears will not be so salty." Jiang Nian smiled, looking completely inhumane.
Chen Yunyun: ".There is a reason why you are single."
"Tsk." Jiang Nian didn't care.
In fact, his relationship with the two girls is not bad, and he can make such a joke, and they have intersection on the weekend anyway. Things like beating the girl to tears are quite memorable to him.
Unexpectedly, Wang Yuhe really stopped crying, unwrapped the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Jiang Nian, how do you practice badminton?"
"How do you practice?" Jiang Nian tilted his head and thought for a moment, then made a swing with his hand, "I played a little bit, watched a few videos, and that's it."
Hearing this, Wang Yuhe suddenly choked up again.
To hell with all the talented people!
She is extremely talented in her own right, and she used to be very good at torturing girls. If she had known that she would not play ball with Jiang Nian, she would be so angry and humiliated. She was crying and beating her at the same time.
In front of the real talent monster, I seem to have just passed a threshold.
Chapter completed!