"Beep!" Coach Tan saw that they were almost warming up and blew the whistle to let them gather.
"If you have no basic skills, stand on my left side, and you will learn from Coach Xiao Wang and Coach Gao from now on. If you have basic skills, stand on my right side, and Coach Sun and I will guide you from now on."
The students who had just joined the club were automatically divided into two groups and followed the coach to the designated court.
"You have all learned a little bit before," Coach Tan stood in front of the small team and spoke. "I won't learn the basics. Today I will practice fixed-point serving. Everyone will line up and take turns. Coach Sun and I will throw the ball for you. After hitting the ball, go to the opposite side of the field to pick it up, put it in the box, and then come back and line up. Now count one to two, those who count to one will follow Coach Sun to the next field, and those who count to two will follow me in this field. Move. Start!”
The students below acted quickly. Tao You and Hong Xiqi were lucky enough to be assigned together and follow Coach Tan.
Soon it was Tao You's turn. She stood behind the baseline, holding the racquet with both hands, her elbows slightly bent, and held in front of her. Her legs were slightly bent, her upper body straight, her eyes fixed on the ball in Coach Tan's hand, and her feet moved slightly. Never allow your body to calm down.
As Coach Tan stretched out his hand to put the ball down vertically, Tao You took a step forward with his left foot, pulled the racket sideways, and swung the ball to hit the ball the moment it bounced off the ground. However, due to posture problems, the ball flew very high and flew straight to the court. the left corner.
"Your posture is wrong. You need to have a good drawing posture." Coach Tan put down the ball in his hand and corrected Tao You's posture. "Always point the head of the racket upward. Don't let it hang down. Extend your left hand. The hitting point is probably your left hand. Reach out where you can catch the ball and try again.”
Tao You tried hard to remember Coach Tan's words, but the ball still flew high and even fell to the lawn outside the court. Tao You blushed when he heard the exclamations of the people around him. He didn't expect that he would be beaten like this.
Coach Tan picked up his racket, stood next to Tao You, and demonstrated while saying: "Turn your waist, turn your body, and when hitting the ball, move your center of gravity forward to your left foot, and bring your right foot up. It is a belt body, a hand, and a belt." Racquet, you are not turning your waist now, you must turn your waist out. When hitting the ball, don't lift the racket upwards, straighten it and push it forward until you can't push it anymore. Close your hand behind your shoulder, it is like a semi-circle arc. The trajectory, you now pick it up right after hitting the ball. Again."
Tao You followed Coach Tan and did a few empty swings. He realized that he had so many problems and that there were so many people watching around him. He became even more nervous. He wanted to solve these problems completely at once, but this would take time. Practicing slowly, unable to eat hot tofu in a hurry, she got worse and worse. The last ball went directly over the court where they were, over the high fence to the opposite court, and hit the tennis team member who was pulling the ball. .
Tao You sighed, his eyes widened, and he stood there at a loss, his palms sweating. Even Coach Tan did not predict this result. The classmates around him even opened their eyes and exclaimed, and discussed loudly. The person who was hit covered his shoulder and turned around. Only then did Tao You see clearly that it was Song Yimian. Fortunately, he was someone he knew, so it wouldn't be too embarrassing.
"Brother Mian, are you okay?" Gu Yi ran to Song Yimian and asked with concern.
The sky above the head was no longer blocked by clouds and strong sunlight, and turned blue-gray. The evening wind carried strings of tiny lights, and the leaves turned one by one. The golden sun hung in the western sky, with a clear outline. It was not as warm as daytime, but still a little dazzling. The surrounding area was dyed into a large area of red, which gradually spread, and the color changed from dark to light until it perfectly blended with the blue-gray sky.
"Tao You, after you pick up the ball, practice swinging the racket a hundred times next to you before you come back to line up." Coach Tan instructed.
Tao You ran to the opposite side of the field, and was not in a hurry to pick up the ball. He found a position where it would not be hit, lay down on the fence, and shouted to Song Yimian: "Fat Song, are you okay?"
"You're quite ruthless." Song Yimian moved his injured arm and walked over.
Tao You's hand holding the net tightened, and he looked apologetic and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't played for a long time. I'm a little rusty. Do you want to go to the infirmary?"
Song Yinian thought she would be as tough as before, but he didn't expect this reaction. He paused with his moving arms for a moment, looked at her, and said, "It's not a big problem, it doesn't hurt anymore." Is this still the Tao You he knew? .
"Tao You, if you don't pick up the ball, what are you talking about! Are you waiting for someone else to pick it up for you?! Give you one minute!" Coach Tan yelled at Tao You.
Tao You was so frightened that her body trembled and her racket slipped from under her arm. Before she could hear Song Yimian's next words, she hurriedly picked up the racket and ran away from the court.
She couldn't remember how many balls she had hit out of the court. She searched for a long time on the lawn and ran back to the court after making sure there were no balls left. Tao You stood on the scene and completed the tasks assigned to her by Coach Tan, while recalling Coach Tan's demonstration just now. After completing the exercise without landing, his right arm felt sore and weak, and he felt a cramp in his abdomen. He didn't know if he had exerted too much force.
Tao You waved his hand and silently returned to the queue. He was the last one in line, observing the actions of other students. The more he watched, the less confident he became. He was probably the worst among them, and he was so embarrassed.
When it was Tao You's turn, Coach Tan warned in advance: "Remember to turn your waist and push forward with your hands." The effect was still not satisfactory, and the ball still flew to the same corner. Tao You frowned and was a little anxious.
"Take your time." Coach Tan comforted him without saying much, "Everyone has a ten-minute break."
"Xiaoyou, have all the handsome guys in the school gathered in the tennis club?" Hong Xiqi took Tao You and found a place with a good view to rest, her eyes searching for the handsome guys on the court, "Look at that, wow , This skin, this face, what kind of monsters are there on the tennis team!" She tried hard to control her voice, the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably, her hands pulled Tao You's sleeves, and she stared at the court intently.
Tao You was so shaken that he felt dizzy and joked: "Wipe your saliva, it's all dripping on the floor."
Hong Xiqi snorted but was not fooled: "Don't you think he's handsome?"
Tao You pursed her lips and thought for a few seconds before replying: "It's not bad." She was pretty good-looking, but she wasn't like Hong Xiqi who could stare at others unscrupulously. She lowered her head without taking a few glances, partly because it wasn't entirely in her aesthetic point of view.
"I just said it's not a bad idea to come to the tennis club," Hong Xiqi said, secretly taking out her mobile phone from her bag, bending her knees to block it, opening the camera, and took a photo, "Even if I were asked to run twenty laps every day, I would still be able to willing."
Tao You lost her composure from the moment she took out her phone. She turned her head and looked around, lowered her voice and said anxiously: "Hong Xiqi, you are too brave, are you not afraid of being caught?! The school rules clearly stipulate that Yes, mobile phones cannot be taken out of the dormitory. My boss has emphasized this many times. Are you not afraid of punishment?"
"What are you afraid of?" Hong Xiqi didn't care. She took several photos in a row and put them in her bag. "It's good if we don't get discovered."
The persuasion was ineffective, and Tao You was too lazy to continue. At this time, a figure stood in front of the two of them. Tao You's heart suddenly shrank, and his first reaction was that he had been discovered. He raised his head and saw that it was Song Yimian, and he was relieved: "Is something wrong?"
Song Yimian raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face and said to Tao You, "How come your basic skills have become so bad? Get up and I'll teach you." He had just been observing the opposite court for a long time and couldn't stand it anymore.
After finally resting for ten minutes, Tao You was about to continue practicing again. Tao You hammered her sore muscles and sat still. She felt that practice should be done step by step. You can't become fat by eating one bite. She has abandoned tennis for so many years, and the basics are Gotta get a little familiar. Although Song Yimian is a good player and was on the candidate list of the tennis team before he entered school, which is enough to show his strength, it does not mean that he can teach well. These are two different things. She still believes in Coach Tan. teaching ability.
"Forget it," Tao You refused as politely as possible, "Just wait for Coach Tan to teach me."
Song Yimian tasted Tao You's words carefully and asked his doubts in disbelief: "You don't believe in my strength?"
Chen Lian trotted over, interrupted the conversation between the two, and asked softly: "Hong Xiqi, do you have an extra racket?"
Hong Xiqi shook his head and said, "I just brought one with me. Doesn't the school have a racket that I can borrow?"
Chen Lian curled her lips, picked at her nails, and said, "Okay, they've all been robbed. It's okay, just forget it." After saying that, she left without intending to ask anyone else.
Tao You was listening to their conversation. The matter between her and Chen Lian has not been resolved yet. Last Friday, Hong Xiqi wanted to find a chance for them to talk things out, but failed. Tao You didn't think that she was at fault. She didn't know that Chen Lian was at fault. What was Lian so awkward about? Since she didn't take the initiative to talk to her, she didn't hesitate to get in touch with him, lest she bring trouble to herself. Even if their friendship really ends here, it doesn't matter to her, she is a good friend.
Chen Lian passed by Tao You, lowered her head, glanced at her, paused slightly, and her eyes were not friendly.
Tao You looked back, unwilling to be outdone, with an expressionless face.
"Xiao Youyou, you don't have a spare one." Hong Xiqi said, "Chen Lian, just ask Xiao Youyou if you can borrow it." She also wanted to help ease the relationship between the two.
Chen Lian followed Hong Xiqi's words and asked Tao You: "Tao You, can you lend me your spare camera?"
Tao You didn't say anything and looked at her for a few seconds. He didn't want to lend it to her. If Hong Xiqi didn't speak, Chen Lian had no intention of talking to her. She also had a temper. Why should she agree when she asked. But after thinking about it, I felt that there was no need to spend too much energy struggling with her. If they could open up the conversation and resolve the misunderstanding because of this racket, that would be the best. She took out the spare racket from her bag and handed it to her. .
"Thank you." Chen Lian whispered, took the racket and ran back to the venue.
Song Yimian kicked Tao You's feet and said unconvinced, "You haven't answered my question yet."
Tao You quickly waved his hand and responded: "I don't mean that. After all, Coach Tan has rich teaching experience. You have to admit it. Apart from playing by yourself, have you ever taught others? Do you know how to teach?"
Song Yimian was speechless. After a while, he said, "Old Tan sometimes doesn't teach well. What if you become more accustomed to my teaching methods."
"Who are you talking bad about?" Coach Tan heard Song Yimian's words as soon as he came over, raised his leg and lightly kicked him on the knee socket.
Song Yimian bent his knees slightly, staggered forward, turned around and said not to be outdone, "I was right."
Coach Tan didn't agree with him. He blew the whistle to the resting team members and said, "It's time to rest. Come over and continue practicing."
Then he turned to Song Yimian and said in a loud voice: "Have you solved the spin problems I told you last time? Are you practicing good defense? You are better than others, so you don't need to practice? You Look what other people are doing! In other schools, there are many students who are far better than you, and they are all here to take care of the work! Come on, don’t disturb our training." After the attack, he called out to the members who were still sitting on the ground. , turned around and left.
Tao You followed Coach Tan. When he passed Song Yimian, he patted his shoulder and sighed: "You have a lot of problems yourself. Practice more. If you don't understand, ask Coach Tan. Don't worry about me. Take care of yourself first.”
Song Yimian stood there with dull eyes. He couldn't remember how many times he had been embarrassed in front of Tao You. He seemed a little numb.
Gu Yi stood aside, not far away, and heard what Coach Tan said clearly. Coach Tan always valued Song Yimian very much, and he was usually very nice to Song Yimian. This was the first time he spoke so seriously. Come here. Comforting Song Yimian: "Why do you want to show off in front of Tao You so much? What's going on? You must be punished. Lao Tan is really anxious. Seeing that the league is coming, your problems must be solved as soon as possible. He's on the court as soon as possible. Don't stay still, let's go, keep practicing." After that, he forcefully pulled Song Yimian back to the field.
