He Chenyan, a violent slugger, can stun his opponents with his serve, and can make teachers cry in cultural classes.
Mu Zhiheng has a tactical brain and is better at calculating the ball than the teacher who gave the questions, but he is partial to his grandma's home.
One relies on his skills to get a first-level certificate, and the other relies on tactics to get a second-level certificate. Both of them are just one breath away from getting into college. The coach waved his hand: "You two play doubles and give each other a hand."
So——
He Chenyan was responsible for the violent crushing, and Mu Zhiheng was responsible for drawing the line and commanding.
He Chenyan's ACE ball was able to penetrate the opponent's defense because Mu Zhiheng calculated the landing point three seconds in advance.
Mu Zhiheng's tactical board can lock down the opponent's trump card, because He Chenyan's violence is the best execution.
The coordination on the court was flawless, and the extra work off the court was a flurry of success.
He Chenyan looked at the math paper with a sad face: "Why did you choose C for this question?"
Mu Zhiheng didn't even raise his head: "Because A and B are not violent enough, and D is too gentle."
The two played from the provincial competition to the national competition, from the court to the examination room, from opponents to... Partners.
Just a partner.
——At least that's what He Chenyan said, until one day after training, he blurted out out of nowhere:
"Muzhiheng, I seem to have hit you."
Mu Zhiheng was stunned for a moment, then bent down to pick up the tennis ball that rolled to his feet and handed it back to him:
"You've already hit it."
From the first cooperation, from the first ACE landing.
His ball, and his heart, both crossed the net at the same second.
Concept: Two people on the edge of the cliff, neither of whom can reach the shore, only together can reach the admission notice. You beat me on the court, I teach you in the examination room, and finally passed the score line and each other's line at the same time. This is not a story about who rescued the other, but a story about two people climbing up holding on to the same rope. The best thing in youth is that you support me when I can't reach you, and I carry you up when you can't.