[National Table Tennis] Ping pong pong, dream collection

Maybe it's because you're used to it, or because you have some other emotions, you're not afraid of dragons gradually, but you still actively run to the training ground every day.

The other players you played looked very familiar to you, and some people came to you to practice duels.Although your golf skills are not as good as those of their professionals, your skills have also been greatly improved.

You think about it later, anyway, no one is staying at home, so it’s better to take the homework to the training ground, and practice after finishing writing.

Occasionally, some college students who have just graduated will come to teach you. You feel that you can kill two birds with one stone, improving your game skills and improving your grades.

Then, there's something wrong with Wrecking Dragon.

At first, you thought that if he took a break and watched beside you, he wouldn't watch for a long time.

As time goes by, you inexplicably find that he seems to have spent a whole training time next to you.

Finally, you couldn't help it anymore: "Long Dui, you don't have to watch over me all the time, I will do my homework well and not miss out."

He glanced at you slowly, and said, "You write."

You think there is something wrong with him.

Is it because you didn't put your heart into practice and he got angry?It doesn't seem to be the case, you came here just for fun, and he recommended you to come here.

He kept looking at you, and you didn't see any tenderness in him.

You suddenly find that as long as he is by your side, other team members dare not come over.

Hmm... Could it be that you don't want too many people to disturb you?

A thought suddenly popped into your mind, and he was jealous.

How is this possible? Why is there such a big brain hole this day.

"Dragon team, I won't write any more." You said cautiously, "Let's practice the ball first."

He responded, got up and brought you a clean racket.

The others have already formed a team, and only you and him are left.

You cheer yourself up silently in your heart, it is really your blessing to practice against the world champion.

The inexplicable moment in your heart was magnified. He played very fast, basically without the technique of taking care of you like the previous few times, and played very hard.You can only try to keep up with his speed, and every time you miss the ball, he will say "come again" coldly.

You were so tired that you were sweating profusely, and you obviously couldn't hold on anymore. A resting player saw it and came over and casually said to him: "Dragon Team, she's a little girl, why are you beating her so hard?"

You see him glaring at the player.

Not only were you stunned, but the player was obviously frightened too, so he didn't dare to speak and slipped away.

You put down the racket, walked over and said, "Dragon, what's wrong with you?"

He looked at you with a cold look in his eyes, which made you jump again.

"Brother Malong?" You spoke again.

As if he just came back to his senses, he let out a casual "hmm".

Just as you were thinking about the reason, he said again: "Have you finished your homework?"

You shook your head: "No."

He walked to the side and put away Cyclonus, wiped his sweat with a towel, and then brought you a clean towel from the side.

You took it and wiped the sweat from your brow.

You heard him say, "I'll go to my house later."

You stay where you are.

Go to your home?What are you doing?homework?Does it fit?

Many questions pop up in your mind, but you can't answer any of them.

You suddenly recall the "Quiz about Malone" you watched at home.

Moderator: "Please use 'Rio' in a sentence."

Long: "Is there an appointment at home?"

You hear someone calling your name.

You came to your senses in a daze, and he looked at you helplessly: "What are you thinking? There is no one in your house, why don't you go to my house and write."

You hurriedly said, "No, no, it's the same when I write here."

His eyes sank, and he said, "It's too noisy here, which affects your thinking."

If you don't want too many people to watch you do your homework, just say it, why do you make such a big detour.

You followed him back home in a dazed state, entered the study, took out your homework and silently lowered your head to write.

He brought you a glass of orange juice, put it beside you, and leaned towards you.

You are a little uncomfortable, and your face is hot: "Long team, I don't need you to teach me, I can do this."

He chuckled, and you felt his breath tickle your face.

"Okay, you write, I will accompany you by the side."

You look at him through the light, and he smiles softly, like a fire that never goes out, never burns people, and keeps warming your heart.

You nodded with a smile.

You don't want him as captain anymore.

you think.

you like him.