MTL - Waiting For You Online-Chapter 31 Learn to play

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031. Learn to play tennis

The two were eating in the cafeteria. He Jin had the habit of taking a nap. After dinner, he went back to the dormitory for a moment, and met with Qin Xiao at about three o'clock in the dormitory. He wore a sweatshirt. If not, he wears loose. Point clothes.

Going down to the point, He Jin saw Qin Hao with a racket and the two went directly to the tennis court.

Because of the popularity of the Huada tennis team, the school has high investment funds for the tennis courts. The light venues are divided indoors and outdoors, including one indoor venue, six outdoor venues, and a novice practice area.

The weather was good on this day. There were several pairs of students playing on the outdoor venue. They met Qin Qin and called out loudly. Some called "Qin Ge", some called "Schoolmaster", and some called "Deputy President".

He Jinyi said: "You were the deputy director of the tennis club?"

Qin Lan and his beckoning, on the side of He Jindao: "Just call and play, in fact, not too good business."

When he was approaching, Qin Hao told He Jin that he is now a freshman student. Several of them are curious to ask: "Qin Ge, who is this?"

Qin Hao took a shot of He Jin and took him a step forward. He said in a familiar tone: "He Jin, my friend."

The introduction of the other party once again made He Jin stunned, not the "scholar of the student", nor the "student of the student union", but the "friend"... This friend made He Jin feel very comfortable.

Several schoolmates called He Jin, and they greeted each other. Qin Hao put the racket on the side and let them help. He swayed his arm and started the small step: "Run two laps to warm up?"

He Jin kept up with his rhythm, and the two jogged up. Qin Hao ran and talked to him: "How much do you usually exercise?"

He Jin shook his head. Huada asked freshmen to run every morning during the first semester of the first semester, but it was no longer mandatory from the second semester. He Jin still kept this habit, and he was at the same time. Time to bring breakfast to the other party, slowly toss this habit, and then there is no exercise.

After a while, He Jin began to gasp. After two laps, he directly held his knees and bowed his waist.

Qin Yan’s face was not red and not chaotic. While doing stretching and stretching the limbs, he criticized him: “You can’t do this. It’s no wonder that it’s so hot when it rains. It’s so cold, I will take you two nights every night. Circle, 15 minutes is enough to relieve stress, help sleep, and enhance physical fitness."

He Jin gasped and sighed his head. Qin’s proposal was very good. He also felt that he could not go on like this.

Slowly, He Jin felt that the whole body was hot. Qin Hao handed a racket to him: "Hey, is the weight still okay?"

He Jin held the racket with both hands and commented: "Heavy!"

Qin Xiao said with a smile, "I am still light for you." Then he gave him his own.

He Jin’s eyes are round and round: “This is heavier! Why?”

"Beginner's racket should not be too heavy. This is the tempo I just bought for tennis. It is a big shot, it is better to play. It was turned out yesterday and wrapped around a new sweatband..." Qin Hao took the head and pointed it to He Jin looked, let him hold it, and then he was surprised, "How is your hand so small?" It looks like it was found...

He Jin Bureau urged to hold the brand, a little shyness was revealed, he hanged and said: "Well, it has always been like this, I don't know why I didn't grow up."

Qin Hao and Jun Jun couldn't help but calmly said: "This racquet is bigger. The handle is a bit thick for you. If you hold it uncomfortably, I will help you change the lady's tempo."

He Jin said: "No, I just hit it, I just use it, I can't hold it, I don't have to be too professional."

Qin Hao seriously said: "Too thick handle will restrain the pressure on the wrist when serving, it is not convenient to force, the strength is also easy to get rid of the hand ... but today is no way, you will play with you first, See if you like to play, next time we go together to pick the right tempo."

He Jin nodded: "Also."

The two went to the novice driving range, first learned to play squash, Qin Hao did an action demonstration, he threw a ball to He Jin: "Come, try."

Before that, He Jin himself saw the second half of the Raiders in the tennis game on the Internet. He thought that Qin Hao would talk to him again and again, but he did not expect the other party to let him go directly!

He Jin hit two, but they didn't catch it. Qin gave him the ball without hesitation: "It's okay, look for the feeling, take it slowly."

After sending a dozen goals, He Jin finally got it. With the increase in the number of catches, He Jin’s sense of accomplishment is getting higher and higher... This tennis seems to be quite simple!

At this moment, Qin Hao suddenly said: "He Jin, stop, keep this action, right..."

He Jin maintained the antics of his right hand, and the puppets did not dare to move. He felt that Qin Hao came from behind and thought that the other party and the last time would lift his arms and fiddle with his arms and correct them. What posture, I did not expect Qin Hao to stick directly from behind!

- Yes, the whole person posted it, and the chest is attached to the back, because the Qin dynasty is bigger than him, so close to it, He Jin only feels a strong sense of oppression from behind!

Qin Yu’s left hand buckled He Jin’s wrist and pressed it down. The right hand wrapped the hand of the other hand and slammed it back: “The shoulders are relaxed, the arms are straight, the body is covered, and the center of gravity is low...”

When the warmth of the other party’s speech passed through the ear, He Jin’s ear bones pulsed and the scalp numb. The whole figure only lost the **** like a puppet, allowing the other party to swing freely.

This... this position...

He Jin’s heart couldn’t bear to burst into the sentence “I am second”...

... Is it only strange that he feels strange? Orz...

(Hey, you are not alone)

"Ah ~ ..." came a long way from the exclamation of a few girls, and instantly pulled the soul out of He Jin back to reality!

Qin Lan has stepped back without a trace. He Jin turned stiffly and saw the girls in the squash court. I don’t know when to hang a row of girls, one by one, with two eyes, blushing, staring at him and Qin Hao... excitedly pulling and pulling the iron net!

Qin Lan was not moved. He didn't look at them. He said to He Jindao with no expression: "Continue." It was like a strict and calm tennis coach. There was no joke in it.

He Jin stunned and played the ball for a while, only slowly pressed down the sigh of relief.

He did not suspect that Qin Qin was not normal. He encountered any problems. He always used to find reasons for himself. Qin Zhen was so serious. If he was surprised, it would look strange...but even if there was That kind of awkward movement, He Jin will not hide from each other.

The problem is his own, just like the bonfire, he became more interested in thinking. (=_=)

After Qin Qin did not approach him again, he stood on the side and pointed his movements, occasionally doing a demonstration.

Exercise is indeed a very decompressing thing. He Jin puts the thoughts and thoughts behind him in the fight, and the more sweaty, the more energetic, as if the inner feelings of the boredom are excreted with sweat. The whole person is relaxed.

"Can't see, you still have sports cells!" Qin Hao praised him without hesitation.

He Jin was very happy. He took off his coat and rubbed the sweat on his face with the neckline of his t-shirt. He said with a little smugness: "I played badminton in junior high school and also won the prize in the district on behalf of the school team."

Qin Lan: "Oh, that tennis, do you want to continue playing?"

He Jin: "Thinking, it's pretty fun... Why don't you fight?"

"I am looking at you," the first sound of "seeing" Qin Xiaofa, like watching a child. "In case you don't move right, you will fight for a while and go back to the whole body for a few days."

"You are really dedicated," He Jin was so tired that he sat directly on the ground and gasped. "I will take a break, you will take a look at me and learn."

Qin took the racket on his hand and held it tightly. He turned and went.

Tossing, serving, and slamming... Qin Hao slowly pulls open the body, and every one of them plays consistently and accurately!

After controlling the rhythm, Qin Yu began to accelerate, hitting each ball twice as fast as He Jinfang practiced.

He Jin looked awkward, but he was still shocked, because Qin Hao is obviously not satisfied with this - I saw him playing faster and faster, the returning ball is getting denser and closer, and the bullets are shuttled through the air... No ball fell from his hands, or his body was like a net, his arms were waving flexibly, waving shadows in the air, flexibly meshing every ball, accurate and full of offensive momentum. fight back!

He Jin also found that the points of the other side's fightbacks were also concentrated in the same area. Unlike the time when he was playing, the area was hit by the high-speed tennis ball hit by Qin Lan, so that people who watched almost had a kind of wall. The illusion that it will be broken!

The girls who hung on the iron net to see Qin Qin were screaming again. He Jin swallowed his mouth unconsciously, and suddenly he could understand why so many people said that Qin Yushuai... Because of this, Qin Yu, who is flying and dancing, is true. Very handsome and handsome.

I remembered that when I showed off the "Junior Badminton Award" in front of Qin Lan, the small smug of the squad, He Jin suddenly felt that there was no land!

In the evening, He Jin took a shower and was lying weakly on the bed, recalling the heroic posture of Qin Zhen when he hit the wall.

Such a boy, let him envy, let him yearn... He wants to run with him, wants to play against him on the court, wants to see him as an opponent, looked at the focused eyes, and then decides.

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