Childhood sweethearts × badminton table tennis doubles | The racket is the contract and the years are the employment | Two-way healing | The throbbing on the court
Qingyangchuan never expected that the fight over the table tennis table when he was a child would turn him and Shi Jixue into childhood sweethearts from sports school to high school.
He is a talented men's singles player in the badminton hall, and he is also a clingy dog-type boy, but he likes to play tricks on her, grabbing her sports towel and stealing her soda. She is a calm partner in the table tennis mixed doubles, and she is also a fishing beauty with a smiling face.
I thought it was just more than ten years of rough and tumble, but in the plaster she handed him when he strained his ankle, in the tactical notes he compiled all night when she lost in the mixed doubles, and in the bowl of hot soup they shared side by side late at night in the training hall, there was quietly sweetness.
Qingyangchuan would embroider her name on the inside of her badminton bag, cut her winning moments into a video collection, deliberately smash the ball into her mixed doubles partner's racket during training because she high-fived her partner too hard; he would practice with her until the moon was in the sky, win the badminton league championship trophy for her, and bend down under the camphor tree at the sports school to gently pick up the fallen table tennis balls for her.
When his teammates caught him, the boy's ears turned red, but he stiffened his neck and said confidently: "Of course I have to protect my little table tennis bully."
From sweating in the sports school training hall to receiving awards side by side in the college arena, this two-way secret love hidden in the racket and jersey finally came to perfection in the witness of the morning light and evening breeze.
Small theater
Teammate: "Brother Chuan, why do you always go to the table tennis hall after training?"
Qing Yangchuan (serious): "Look how bad their mixed doubles tactics are."
The next second, he carried two bottles of ice-cold soda and quickly slipped into the door of the table tennis hall.
Mission: Promote the spirit of sports and never give up.
