The weather was very good the next day, and the morning sun was light with a light goose yellow. I stood at the school gate with a temporary tennis racket prepared, waiting for the people from the tennis department to come for morning exercise.

The white-clothed black hair stood in the halo of the morning light, lowered her eyebrows and bowed her head. The two handsome boys beside her were also wearing white clothes, standing on both sides, like paintings.

Yukimura couldn't help but smile. Thinking of the little dots I recalled yesterday, he suddenly realized that although Murong's fighting was fierce, she was actually very quiet. It was not that she didn't like to talk, but that she had a calm temperament.

Now, just seeing her standing there quietly, my heart calmed down.

I heard footsteps and looked up and saw Yukimura standing there, so I smiled and said hello: "Yuemura, you are here."

Yukimura walked forward and said, "Murong Zao, you came so early!"

I smiled embarrassedly: "I forgot to ask you about the training time yesterday. I was afraid that I would delay your morning exercise, so I just came early."

"Actually, you don't have to care too much about Sanada and Liu's words." Yukimura was still apologized for what happened yesterday. He didn't want Murong to feel that everyone still rejected her like before.

I shook my head and said, "I think they are right to do this. I can understand the meaning of tennis to you, and I think it's great to do my best for my beliefs."

After hearing this, Yukimura just glanced at me deeply and stopped saying anything.

Soon, everyone came one after another. Although yesterday, Minister Yukimura announced to everyone that a girl would come to train with everyone. However, when the girl in white appeared with the minister,

When everyone was in front of me, some people were still surprised.

"Hey, that woman didn't appear on TV some time ago..."

"I heard that she used to be a student in the central part of Lihai Power..."

"I also heard that she liked ministers..."

Various discussions sounded below. Although the sound was very low, but Jun Xing practiced martial arts and Yu Ling could use his mind. When the two of them were expressed, they suddenly felt that before everyone knew it.

The atmosphere was very depressing and the discussion gradually disappeared.

Yukimura conducted a routine lecture and announced the start of the training. Perhaps because he felt that staying here was too depressing, as soon as Yukimura finished speaking, the officials dispersed and went to do their own training.

Yukimura turned around and said to me, "What kind of special training do Murong want to do? What do I need to do?"

I hesitated for a moment, smiled and said, "I think I'd better learn tennis first. I originally asked you to play tennis in the special training. If I don't know how to do it, you'll be in a difficult situation."

"Then I'll teach you!"

As soon as Yukimura finished speaking, he attracted dissatisfaction. The manager who had just introduced hurriedly walked over and said, "No. Yukimura Minister, it's about to play. You have to step up your time to train. How can you have time to teach others to play tennis? Why don't you find one?

A non-legitimate choice will teach her."

I heard this and said, "Don't worry, I learn competitive sports very quickly, and I will not affect everyone's training."

Jun Xing moved behind his back, wanting to come forward to say something. Yu Ling pulled his arm and shook his head at him.

After all, although tennis is a sport that is technically difficult and requires high physical strength in sports, I can still remember the basic movements in a short period of time. This is thanks to my martial arts practice over the years.

However, it is not difficult to remember the movements and there is no big problem with the strength. What makes me most confused is the ball control.

Tennis have a good elasticity, but I am used to throwing away flying knives and hidden weapons, and dancing with sticks, swords and guns. Now I pick up the racket and hit the ball, and I always feel uncomfortable. I always see it right here and then bounce it somewhere else.

After practicing for a morning, except for the standard posture, the ball was almost impossible to hit the landing point I wanted to hit.

The morning exercise is almost over, and I feel a little depressed when I have no results. Yukimura walks over and comforts me: "Tennis is not something you can do well in one morning. Murong, you have done a good job."

I shook my head: "It's not a physical problem, nor a posture problem. Why do I always fail to play well? What's the problem?"

Yukimura said while packing up her things, "Don't worry, we'll continue in the afternoon."

"That's all." I said a little discouraged.

The manager of the tennis department walked past me with something in his arms, squinted my eyes, and said unevenly: "What else can I say that you can learn it soon, but the result is a waste of the minister's morning time?"

Some mean words immediately made Yukimura frown. Not only that, even Sanada and the others showed some dissatisfaction. Murong could not play tennis, they had known for a long time. They were originally tennis masters, so they naturally compared anyone.

Everyone knows that tennis cannot be learned in one day or two. Murong has completely memorized some simple techniques of basic movements one morning, which has surprised them. He did it easily in one morning. They have practiced it once.

Two years of things are enough to prove that Murong is indeed a genius.

But before Yukimura could blame him, a tennis ball flew towards the manager quickly. The incident happened so suddenly. When the big reaction came, the ball was about to hit the manager's face. When I saw that the situation was not good, I was conditioned.

He raised his hand and made a standard slap move, hitting the ball back to Jun Xing's feet.

Jun Xing was shocked and stood there blankly, not hiding.

Sanada glanced at me and said dissatisfiedly: "You should fight in places where no one is."

"I won't hit him." As soon as I said this, I was stunned for a moment. When I thought about the ball carefully, I realized that the landing point of the ball just now happened to be where I wanted it to fall.

, It's not bad. That's why I'm sure it's impossible to beat Junxing. But why can I do it suddenly?

"Did you want to hit the ball to his feet? How did you do it?" Yukimura also showed a look of surprise.

"I don't know either, I just had a moment of anxiety, just like I did when I was training, I blocked my way back in the most natural posture..."

Before I finished speaking, Yu Ling laughed: "Train as usual? I understand."

"Do you understand?" Jun Xing and I asked at the same time.

I thought about it and quickly analyzed it in my mind, and suddenly thought: "Do you mean..."

Yu Ling looked at me and smiled with satisfaction: "That's right, it's the attitude! The training of the young lady is always dangerous, and she is easily injured if she is not careful, so she must be decisive and accurate. However, today

When training tennis, the little lady just treats it as a sport. It is because of this attitude that she always can't do it well. You don't have the will to win with the previous blow. When you are fully focused

, you will definitely be able to play accurately. And." Yu Ling laughed again: "Miss can analyze the results so quickly, which also proves that the mahjong I have been playing for more than half a month has not been in vain."

Mahjong? Sanada and Yukimura looked at each other.

"Well, is playing mahjong also your special training content?" Yukimura asked with some amusement. If playing mahjong is considered a special training, then what is the training? How to gamble?

Thinking of the half-month special training, I frowned: "Ah! I have been training for more than half a month. Although I only play mahjong, I am several times more tired than fighting." Although my body doesn't require much movement

, but his head is constantly running quickly, calculating the number of cards and points. Even the first-class reasoning new brother said after the special training that he would rather do reasoning questions all day than play mahjong again, and keep going

The calculation is really tiring.

The people in the tennis department were twitching and felt relieved. They even had strange special training such as playing mahjong. In their eyes, the special training for playing tennis was really normal. However, if they had just finished playing mahjong, they had

The special training is coming to play tennis again, which... seems even more strange.

For a moment, a question everyone was thinking about was: What is Murong Ziyun training? I can’t figure it out!

After they went to class, I took them to discuss it and decided to go to the tennis practice field to practice what we just made. Yu Ling drew a circle slightly larger than a tennis ball above the serving machine.

Let me hit the ball as much as possible into that circle.

At the beginning, I played like this morning, but it was always not possible. The ball never fell to the exact place. After the first round, Yu Ling said: "Okay, now play with a fighting mentality and send it to me.

The ball was shot back as a hidden weapon and took a look."

I nodded, immediately adjusted my mindset, focused my energy, and prepared for the battle. After this round, I was indeed much better. Except for the inconvenience of using a racket, I almost all the others were all due to the inability to use the racket.

It fell into the circle drawn by Yu Ling.

Yu Ling nodded and said, "It's true. It seems that although tennis is just an ordinary sport, it's not good to be focused."

I also continued: "Yes! If I hadn't played like this today, I really wouldn't have known that I would have to keep my mind and concentrate on playing tennis."

Jun Xing nodded, thought for a while and said, "I heard that sports competition is transformed from martial arts competition. It seems that this is a bit reasonable. Think about it carefully, there are many similarities between sports and martial arts.

a place."

I suddenly laughed: "It seems that we all underestimated tennis. We thought that things that are not harmful do not need to be determined to win. This would not work." Looking at the racket in our hand, I sighed

"It's not easy for them to play tennis. Perhaps for them, the tennis court is also their stand-alone. Every day, every day, is just for the moment of victory. Martial arts are about life and death, but they are also about honors.

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