MTL - Genius Fundamentals-Chapter 168 Badminton

Before seeing Zhang Liang, Lin Chaoxi was curious about the appearance of the child when he grew up.

After seeing Zhang Liang, Lin was greeted by the word "this child".

Da Yue badminton hall, underground passage, Zhang Liang stood three meters away from her.

It is completely different from the sullen and sullen look of a child. The current Zhang Liang looks very tall and mighty. In particular, he has a little bird-like red-faced girl next to him. It is even more sturdy and muscular.

Lin Chaoxi was shocked for a long time and could not speak.

Han Huan put his hands in the bag and gave her a look: "What happened to you, so no momentum, I knew him before?"

"No... I don't know." Lin Chaoyang swallowed. "I want to have momentum, but I think we might not beat him."

"Don't be long-spirited, destroy your own prestige, and stand up!"

Comrade Hua Juan said, continue to insert the bag, do not speak. There is no meaning to say hello to Zhang Liang, Lin Zhaoxi is still in the right, knowing that he does not know Zhang Liang, so he does not say a word.

Because of this, the three of them stayed in opposition to Zhang Liang, but no one spoke.

30 seconds passed, 1 minute passed, 1 minute 30 seconds passed...

Lin Chaoxi finally couldn’t help it: "How long will this situation last?"

"I will wait a second, I am very red, I must have a head."

"What is he doing?" Lin can only ask for it.

"In his rules of the game, he will lose if he says hello."

"What about us?"

"To accompany him to force it."

Lin Chaoxi laughed out loudly.

Zhang Liang glanced at her and finally found the opportunity to speak: "Flower roll, you are still wearing a pair of pants with you, even a girlfriend."

"I rely on." Lin Chaoxi silently sighed in the bottom of his heart, this mouth is too bad.

The flower roll wants to worry, and Lin Xiangxi looks at him with a soothing look. It is definitely not good for the idol star to make a big shot.

She said to Zhang Liang: "I am not their girlfriend."

"What are you, gunner?"

"Oh, you know about Sanwei University? I am a sports special enrollment student, badminton player." Lin Chaoxi was very calm.

Zhang Liang lived, and after a while, he rushed to the flower and said: "Why, just playing a badminton, still looking for someone, so not confident?"

"Cheat you." Lin Chaoxi screamed, "How are you so deceived?"

Zhang Liang suddenly face green.

"Okay, don't beat the mouth." Lin asked Xi Liang, "Where are we playing?"

"Go straight...left, hand, side, number 2." Zhang Liang took out a few words from his teeth.

Lin nodded and passed him by.

——

badminton court. In order to take care of the popularity of the flower, there is no one else here, it is an independent stadium.

Lin Chaoxi put down his schoolbag on the side of the field. He felt that Zhang Liang was still in the same position as a child. It was incredible.

Hanamaki sat on her left: "It was cool."

“How does Ji teacher feel?”

"It can be very good, but you are not a badminton special enrollment student?"

"No."

"That's still not enough, I always feel a lose."

Lin Zhaoxi: "Actually, I..."

She said as she looked at it.

"Don't tell him what you are learning." He pulled the racket bag and said.

"What is worth keeping secret?"

"This stalk has been played many times, and it is a bit boring."

Lin Chaoxi tied the laces, the opposite side of the venue, Zhang Liang and her cute little girlfriend have already reached the opposite teeing ground, but Lu Zhiwei has not come yet.

"Don't wait for them?"

"It is said that traffic jams on the road, but does not rule out the possibility of not coming." The flower roll paused. "You are shifting the topic, I heard it. Are you not learning math?"

He took a pair of badminton rackets and took her to the other side of the court.

The ceiling spotlights are fully open and the stadium is bright and unusual.

Through the net, Lin Zhaoxi once again examined the burly youth opposite the net.

From Zhang Liang's muscle line analysis, he should exercise regularly abroad. The lower limbs are strong, and the front net is smashed back, which should be unfavorable.

"According to the rules of the official competition, no comments?" Zhang Liang said.

On the court, Lin Zhaoxi and Yan Zhi looked at each other.

The flower roll sat on the side of the field, and the next second he saw two people who were still very aggressive and ran back to take the phone.

Zhang Liang reveals the look of the sorrowful look of the country, but if the girl does not feel it, she turns her head and asks: "Which version of the game rules?"

"casual."

"So confident?" Lin sighed down.

Hey: "Look at the latest."

The two men agreed to take out their mobile phones and check the latest edition of the international competition rules this year. They also exchanged two sentences and were very rigorous.

The flower rolls leaned against the wall and looked at them with arms.

At the meeting place of Lin Chaoxi and Yan Zhi, Zhang Liang obviously had to wait impatiently.

Lin Zhaoxi: "Do you really want to see?"

"Less nonsense, start quickly."

Zhang Liang is very strong, pinching the badminton and tilting the face. With a bang, the badminton is wrapped in the wind and leap the net.

He stood in the catching area and slammed it down. His movements are really casual, so the badminton net that was hit back fell, not...

The scroll flopped on the side of the field and almost spurted out. Lin Chaoxi did not react, the girl around Zhang Liang was very happy, yelling and shouting: "1:0."

Zhang Liang walked to the front of the net, took up the badminton that fell on the ground, and looked at it coldly: "What do you mean?"

"Come back."

Zhang Liang served again, the same strong serve, the same sharp arc, but this time, even the swing is lazy, the badminton fell on the feet of the squat, gently rolling a small distance.

Zhang Liang squinted, faintly angry: "What do you mean, don't want to play well, don't agree."

Lin Chaoxi sighed and looked at him: "Sure?"

"He said that he should have just seen the rules." After he finished, look at Zhang Liang. "You have violated the serve."

"It is obviously a legitimate serve. You said that I violated the law and I didn't want to fight."

Lin Chaoxi is very helpless: "The official doubles rules are a bit complicated. You have to change the side after scoring. You should pay attention to it. This time, it is not a violation of your violation.

The girl is quiet and does not mean to take advantage of the cheap, but the words "this time is not your violation", seriously dampen Zhang Liang's self-respect.

Zhang Liang’s face can’t be seen.

Lin Chaoxi single-handedly completed the double-killing, and the Hanamaki simply wanted to pick up a packet of potato chips.

“No need, score.” Zhang Liang squeezed the words out of his teeth.

"Then do you want to, take a good look at the rules of the game?" Lin asked gently.

Triplekill~

The flower roll almost laughed.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted. Lin Chaoxi and Yu Zhi’s attitude is too understatement. Zhang Liang’s anger is full of anger, and he can finally play seriously.

But then, the rules were also sounded from time to time on the venue.

Snapped.

4:3

"Sister, you have to change sides."

Snapped.

4:4

"You have to send this ball to me, diagonally serve..."

Snapped.

5:7

"When the serve score is even, the serveer serves in the right half; the serve scores an odd number and serves in the left half."

After the net front net, the racket flew up and down, and the sneakers rubbed the floor and the sound of the floor was ringing.

15:16

Zhang Liang’s athletic ability was good. He was beaten by Lin Chaoxi’s rules and rules, but he did not make any protests against the rules themselves. He was very boyfriend-friendly and almost doubled his doubles.

On the other hand, on the other side of the cricket, the classmates hide behind them, except for occasional smashing, there is basically no other extra action. In front of the net, the middle road, the bottom line, Lin Chaoxi flew all over the field, half-time everywhere can see the girl's red and beautiful figure.

The scores alternately rise, and the Hanamaki constantly flips the scoreboard.

18:20, match point.

Relying on the previous leadership in understanding the rules, Yu Zhilin maintained a two-point advantage.

Lin Zhaoxi returned the ball to the net.

Zhang Liang saw that the running of the squadron was not large, and Lin dynasty was in front of the net, hoisting a powerful backcourt crossing and hitting the ball to the southeast corner of the stadium.

The only thing that can catch the ball is that it doesn't move.

Some people have solidified in the place, only the gaze follows the badminton trajectory across the air and finally falls.

The badminton was wiped by the line, lying on the wooden floor, outside the boundary.

18:21, the game is over.

"Win!" The flower roll jumped and even the scoreboard was forgotten.

Lin smiled and turned back. The ball of the ball was changed to the other hand, and the left hand was lifted high.

Lin rushed back to the night, and jumped up and slammed.

"Come back." Zhang Liang is cold and authentic.

"Do not fight." Lin immediately refused. In the same game, she and Yu Zhizhi won by counting the rules. If she came back in a game, her physical strength would drop and she could not guarantee victory.

Zhang Liang: "According to the rules of international competition, two wins in three games."

"Oh, don't be so serious."

Lin Chaoxi took the shackles and quickly fled to the field. Zhang Liang obviously didn't want to let them go, actually holding the racket and rushing toward them.

Just then, the arena door opened.

Lu Zhihao stood at the door, holding his lovely little girlfriend, sweating heavily: "I'm sorry, sorry I am late."

"It's not too late, it's very time to come."

——

Lin Xia sat on the bench and wiped the sweat with a t-shirt sleeve. I also wear long-sleeved trousers, but because I didn’t run much, I didn’t seem to sweat.

Hanamaki: "I have a question."

Lin Zhaoxi: "You please say."

"You are not a badminton special enrollment student?"

"You are a little euphemistic, please go straight."

"Well, how do you bring you lying down?"

Lin Xixi smiled and looked at the Hanamaki.

"Don't say math." Hanamaki warned her.

"Okay, it's a strategy. In the early stage, we relied on our understanding of the badminton rules. They are a bit ugly. This is the idea of ​​the classmates."

Hanamaki: "Isn't the classmate who is yelling too young?"

Lin Zhaoxi: "..."

Hanamaki: "What about the late?"

"Have you seen the Oxford Fans?" Lin Chaoxi made a foreshadowing.

"No, you continue."

"The man is playing a rebound, then meets the woman, the wall is painted with a lot of plaids and forks, the woman asked her what you are doing, guess how the man answered?"

Hanamaki: "I have a bad feeling."

"The man said that he tried to calculate his running position, based on the position of the bounce ball and the height at which it would determine to determine where the racquet should be in contact with the ball."

"But is badminton playing against your opponent?"

A: "There will be more variables, but it is still possible to calculate the trajectory."

Hanamaki: "Why shouldn't this kind of force be said by others? How do you answer yourself?"

Lin smiled: "It’s not a force, it’s a line in the movie."

"Mom...the..." Hanamaki is angry.

"Okay, okay, I invite you to drink?" Lin rushed to the round, "What do you want to drink?"

"Sports drinks can be." You are not polite.

"Boiled water, thank you."

Lin Zhaoxi took the mobile phone and ran to the side of the vending machine. She randomly selected several kinds and returned with a lot of water.

She put down the drink and handed a bottle of red packaging to the flower roll.

Hanamaki’s eyes are straight.

"How can you not respect my personal wishes so much, forcing me to drink Coca-Cola, God!" He said so, his hand had already unscrewed the bottle cap.

“Stinging” sounds crisp and the taste of sour and sour carbonated drinks drifts away.

Lin Chaoxi sat down beside him, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, his eyes falling on the two pairs of lovers in front of the net.

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