young with you

2. Training

Zhang Yining gets up very early every day.

She is often the first one to come to the training ground and the last one to leave.

It was like this before becoming the Great Demon King, and it was the same after becoming the Great Demon King.

She gently pushed open the door of the training room, but there were rare lights and people talking inside.

After being slightly surprised, she didn't take it seriously, but heard the person inside mention her name.

"Hey, did you watch the match between Sister Ning and Ai Fukuhara last week?"

"Look, that little Japan is really good."

"I don't think Ai Fukuhara's face looks like a player's."

The other clicked his tongue and asked with a smile, "What does that look like?"

The man's tone was a little wei·sorry: "Like the girl in that kind of movie..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door was swung open.

Zhang Yining unzipped his coat while walking, took off his coat, threw the clothes aside, and closed the door again.

She walked up to the two of them in two or three steps. She had no expression on her face, but it was obvious that she was unhappy.

The hairs of the two sitting and arranging the equipment were stared at, and they even greeted tremblingly: "Ning... Sister Ning is so early."

Zhang Yining tilted her head to signal the table next to her: "Two rounds?"

These two have been in the team for a long time, and they can be regarded as veteran players.But the game skills are not outstanding, so that there are few opportunities to practice with ao athletes like Zhang Yining, and Zhang Yining doesn't remember their names very well.

One of them couldn't get used to Zhang Yining's arrogance for a long time, so he took a beat and stood opposite her.

He threw the ball high, and after two back and forth, he began to exert force, and gradually brought some skills that he was proud of.

Zhang Yining stared at the table tennis ball, no matter what angle it came from, he could find the most suitable angle to catch it.

The opponent gradually couldn't control his mentality, and at the same time he was confused, he could still see Zhang Yining's expressionless face.

So I panicked even more.

After five rounds, the score was already five to zero.

Zhang Yining threw the ball to him, looked at him contemptuously, and raised his eyebrows.

The opponent was enraged, and the more he hit, the harder he hit, but the more he hit, the more chaotic he became.

The result was an unsurprising eleven to zero.

Zhang Yining uninterestedly picked up the racket and fanned herself, seeming a little regretful: "Ren Fukuhara Aike has never been [-] to [-] under my hands."

The partner of the defeated man came up: "Sister Ning, it's not good for you to help a Japanese like this."

Zhang Yining sneered: "Why do you think that you two elders are still worthy of being proud of being a flower grower by talking about a girl's family like this?"

"Shall I praise you?"

"You're so poor at the game, but you've practiced your lip service well?"

The two were left speechless by Zhang Yining's question, and knowing they were wrong, dropped their rackets and walked away angrily.

The training ground fell silent again.

Zhang Yining threw the ping pong ball on the table alone and bounced it up again, only the sound of ping pong pong was heard in the room.

Even though the surroundings were extremely quiet, she felt even more irritable than when those two were around.

Inexplicably, she thought of Ai Fukuhara's soft face and round head when she looked at her, no matter how you looked at it, she looked very good.

But the next time we meet, I don't know when it will be.

Ai Fukuhara returned to Japan after the game.

After being blasted and abused by Zhang Yining last time, the domestic evaluation of her is mixed.

Some people encouraged her, and more of them were derogatory words that felt that her skills were poor.

Fortunately, Ai Fukuhara is still young, and everyone around her knows what kind of opponent she is facing, and they all tell her that the future is promising, so don't be sad.

Naturally, Ai Fukuhara won't be sad for too long, she made a special trip to many places to see many small biscuits in delicious dim sum shops.

So when she went back with a big bag full of biscuits, her mother was really shocked.

"Have you finished buying so much food?"

"Brought it for a friend."

Fukuhara Ai's mother saw that Xiao Ai took many beautiful small boxes and divided the biscuits among them. She also found the colorful and eye-catching, and went to help her pack the boxes and put them away.

"Hey, why is this box different?" Mom picked up a slightly larger box with a beautiful pattern of table tennis bats on it. When she opened it, she found that there were obviously more biscuits in it than the others.

Ai Fukuhara blushed when she was asked, she asked in a daze, "Is it obvious?"

"Yes, it's obviously different from others." Mom observed her face, as if she understood something, and asked tentatively, "Is it for a boy or a girl?"

Ai Fukuhara blushed even more, she lowered her head slightly, and said, "For the girl...it's Zhang Yining who competed with me last time."

"Oh, it's her, that's a very respectable opponent." Mom sealed the box, relaxed, and said with a smile, "Xiao Ai seems to like her very much."

Ai Fukuhara took the exquisite box, lightly brushed the cute little table tennis logo with her fingers, and nodded: "I like her."

Wang Nan ended the morning training early today.

Zhang Yining was a little strange when she saw her put down the beat.

"……do not fight?"

Wang Nan wiped off his sweat and put away the racket. "I still have something to do."

"what's up?"

"Go pick up a friend."

Zhang Yining let out an oh, and stopped asking.

Wang Nan looked at her several times.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yining raised his shoulders and wiped his sweat with a puzzled expression on his face.

"are you going?"

Zhang Yining was a little funny, she raised her hand to lean on Wang Nan's shoulder with a speechless face: "You pick up your friends, what should I do?"

Wang Nan raised her eyebrows: "That's right."

She nodded, then turned her head and shouted to a few younger brothers not far away: "Xiao Ai is coming to our training ground, who wants to pick it up with me?"

Not far away, several people who usually get along well with Ai Fukuhara put down their rackets and came to petition.

"Sister Nan, take me with you."

"I want to go too."

"! Xiao Ai is actually coming!"

"..."

Zhang Yining was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned her head and asked Wang Nan, "...Ai Fukuhara is coming?"

"That's right. It's the little girl who sparred with you last time." Wang Nan pushed Zhang Yining's hand away, took the younger brothers to go out, and joked with her: "You hid it well, don't come out for our little love to see, put The little girl was frightened and cried."

After all, he waved his hand and led a bunch of people away.

Wang Nan and his team took Fukuhara Ai to the dormitory and put her in a good place, and they took the little girl to tease for a long time before they were willing to let her go.

"Where's Sister Ning?" Ai Fukuhara didn't see Zhang Yining all the way, and the last gift hadn't been delivered yet.

Wang Nan didn't expect that Ai Fukuhara would ask about Zhang Yining. Looking at the little girl's obedient appearance, she thought that she was abused by Zhang Yining in the last game, and replied earnestly: "She is training. Xiao Ai, your sister Ning plays ball Although she looked a bit cold at the time, she is actually a very easy person to get along with, so don't be afraid of her."

"Yeah, I know. I brought her a gift, and I want to give it to her." Ai Fukuhara nodded heavily, and the doll had a smile without any grudges on her face.

When Ai Fukuhara was taken to the training ground by Wang Nan, Zhang Yining was practicing with his junior.Zhang Yining seemed to be in a bad mood, and he didn't have much room to attack, that junior was almost overwhelmed.

Seeing Wang Nan coming, he quickly handed over the racket and hid aside.

As soon as Zhang Yining turned around, she saw Ai Fukuhara following behind Wang Nan.

Ai Fukuhara also saw Zhang Yining sweating profusely on the training ground from afar.He still had a flat face, but in the eyes of bystanders, he seemed too focused.

So focused you can't take your eyes off him.

Zhang Yining wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, and Wang Nan and Wang Nan had already come to him.

"Ah Ning, come and meet your little girl, sister Ning, who will never leave her for three words along the way. Now we finally meet." Wang Nan pulled the little girl over, and the two suddenly stood facing each other like this. I don't know what to say.

Zhang Yining smiled first: "Hello, long time no see."

Ai Fukuhara was caught by Zhang Yining's smile for a moment and her heart trembled in her chest. She handed out the gift bag in her hand, only dared to look at Zhang Yining, then lowered her head and said, "Long time no see, Sister Ning, this is the gift bag I gave from Japan." A gift you brought."

Zhang Yining took it, and accidentally touched Fukuhara Ai's finger, Fukuhara Ai shook.

Wang Nan on the side only thought that Ai Fukuhara was frightened by Zhang Yining, and wondered: "Did a match scare you like this? Why didn't I fight with you at that time? You are not so afraid of me."

"No, no, I just saw idols, and I was a little nervous."

Wang Nan's personality is very straightforward, she hugged the two of them, very happy: "Let's have dinner together tonight, girls!"

Ai Fukuhara suddenly got very close to Zhang Yining, and could even feel her warm breath.

Zhang Yining also laughed, and when she got off the table, she looked much gentler.

As soon as he returned to the dormitory at night, Wang Nan opened the gift from Ai Fukuhara. The exquisite box was full of exquisitely crafted biscuits.

"Oh, this girl is about to become a biscuit master, and the biscuit will attack as soon as she makes a move. But the biscuits she brought really taste very good, and there is no such smell in other places."

She turned her head to look at the gift bag in Zhang Yining's hand, and asked, "If you don't like it, why not give it to me, I can finish it."

"Who said I don't like it."

Zhang Yining carried the bag and entered the room without allowing her to say more, and carefully took the gift out of the bag.

She noticed that there was a Ping-Pong logo on the box, small and as cute as the person who gave it.

There are many small biscuits in the gift box, and there is a handwritten note in the pile of biscuits.

"May you be happy," read the note, with a small doodle heart at the end.

Why didn't I find out before, the biscuits are really, really delicious.

When Zhang Yining went to the training ground early the next morning, the lights were on again.

When she opened the door, she saw Fukuhara Ai with a ponytail bouncing up and down to warm up, and when she heard the door opened, she turned her head to look with a smile on her face.

"It's so early... Sister Ning?"

Zhang Yining stood at the door for a while, and when she heard Ai Fukuhara calling her, she stretched out her hand to close the door of the crow-colored morning.

With the coolness of early autumn on her body, she habitually unzipped her coat.

"Come here and let me practice with you for a while."

Zhang Yining stood opposite with the racket, and Ai Fukuhara touched a ball excitedly.

Zhang Yining saw her nervousness when serving the ball, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, this is training."

The first one was hit, Zhang Yining easily caught it, and hit it back.The ball was spinning in the air, and she couldn't catch it at a good angle for a while, and it fell to the ground after brushing the racket.

Zhang Yining took off his coat and put it aside, brushed his hair twice, and prepared to welcome him: "The strength of the serve is not right, try again."

Zhang Yining slowed down the pace of teaching her only when there were more and more people in the arena.

"Okay, take a break."

The two were sweating from the beating. Zhang Yining brought a bottle of water to Ai Fukuhara. Seeing that the little girl's cheeks were flushed with heat, she reached out and wiped her sweat.

Ai Fukuhara was taken aback.

Zhang Yining was a head taller than her, sweat slid down her forehead and into her slender neck.When looking down at her, there was a bit of indescribable sexiness and tenderness.

Ai Fukuhara came back to her senses and grabbed her hand holding the towel, and handed out the unopened clean towel in her hand: "Sister Ning, wipe it first. I will do it myself."

She lowered her head and walked away with the towel, just as Wang Nan came, she happily called Sister Nan.

Seeing the cute smiling face of the little girl early in the morning, Wang Nan became particularly happy. She took Xiao Ai's towel and wiped her sweat: "This little girl is not bad, she is very active."

Fukuhara Ai let Wang Nan wipe her face, and consciously gave up Zhang Yining's table to Wang Nan.

"Sister Ning, Sister Nan, you guys practice first, I'm going to find the brothers and the others."

Wang Nan looked at Zhang Yining, who was playing ball in a muffled voice, and smiled meaningfully.

While putting on the wristband, he asked, "In a bad mood?"

"Hmm. Kind of."

"The younger brother who practiced with you yesterday also said about you." She made a gesture of getting ready to catch the ball, and continued: "You can have whatever mentality you usually have, don't bring it to the ball."

"It's not like you, Aning."

"Well, I know." Zhang Yining hit the ball.

"Tell me something."

"Ah."