Chapter 112 Love can’t just rely on being moved, but must use explosive kills to make her heart beat
Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong fought harder and harder, with less and less expressions as they fought, almost all of which were kills.
Tit for tat.
With a bang, the badminton shot out of the barrel like a bullet. The violent explosion echoed in the corners of the teaching building, attracting many people in class to stand by the window and watch.
In the midday sun, everything became sweaty.
Li Qingrong made a big run and then smashed the ball. After knocking the ball out of his hand, he took off his jacket.
Zhang Ningzhi watched from the sidelines and swallowed hard.
"They seem to be angry?"
Yao Beibei opened his mouth, but he couldn't tell clearly. The two of them fought really fiercely, the explosions were fierce, and no one gave in to the other.
She clearly saw the thin layer of muscles on Li Qingrong’s arm when she swung the shot under the sun. And the way he gritted his teeth when killing the ball showed that he was really angry.
The same goes for Jiang Nian. He really doesn't hold back when he kills the ball, and the sonic boom sounds scary.
There was a bang, and I didn’t know who I thought had fired.
“It’s starting again!” Li Hua gritted his teeth, “Old Ma, you said Nian and squad leader don’t want to throw away their rackets and start fighting while they’re playing each other, right?”
Ma Guojun was also dumbfounded. "It's hard to say, Jiang Nian and the squad leader are both a little over the top and getting angry."
"Nian is still awesome. He kills when he shows up. There is no mercy at all." Li Hua shook his head and sighed, then added In one sentence, "The squad leader is pretty awesome too."
Bang bang bang! ! ! There were several more rapid sonic booms.
The students from Class 3 who were watching were no longer calm.
"Wo Ri, does Jiang Nian have a grudge against the squad leader? They all jumped up and killed him. It feels like the racket can hardly hold up. Is this a personal grudge?"
"It's hard to say what grudge there is about not being able to protect all the people." Ma Guojun suddenly turned around and asked, "Li Hua, the squad leader seemed to have been in No. 2 Middle School before, right?"
"What the hell, how do I know this."
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Jiang Nian was also out of breath during the game, but he saw that Li Qingrong was also very fast in killing the ball. I was so happy to see Hunter Xin that my hands felt a little itchy for a while. It was really fun to hit high and long shots back and forth.
The feeling of squeezing his physical strength also made him a little excited.
He was sure that Li Qingrong was obviously a little over the top. Although both parties were enjoying themselves, it seemed wrong to say that they were both looking for a higher explosive point.
In short, the dopamine brought by exercise is so pure.
Hitting and beating, the violent part of the gene awakened. Extreme jump kill, heavy artillery in the backcourt, backhand smash, continuous jump kill, ultimate offensive pressure.
Higher, faster and stronger has always been the violent aesthetic pursued by human beings.
The visual and auditory experience brought by badminton compresses violence to the limit. Although not as passionate as professional basketball, badminton has a lower threshold.
Go to the stadium, look at the pace, and listen to the sound to know who is strong.
In the fourth period of class, more and more people stood up to look at the windows of each class on both sides of the teaching building. A few in each class poked their heads out curiously, glanced at them, and then retracted.
Li Qingrong has exhausted most of her energy, but she is still fighting hard. The racket was whipped hard, and the badminton ball was like a heavy cannon, making onlookers look sideways.
There are a few students from parallel classes who have just arrived and don’t know why.
"Wow, you beat the scumbag so hard. Is that your ex across from you?"
Jiang Nian showed no mercy at all. After catching a few balls, he caught the chance and made a clean jump kill. . This used all the strength of the whole body, and there was a bang!
The explosion resounded throughout the teaching building! !
“Wow, they are still playing ball after breaking up. Don’t the exes consider wearing helmets?”
"Damn it, if you hit the ball in the face, everyone will probably die, right?"
"With this speed, who can hit the ball without some deep grudges? If you look up the three generations of your ancestors, there must be someone who took his wife away. "
"It's over, Ji Ming is here (the grade leader) and has slipped away."
Li Qingrong also saw the senior grade leader from the corner of his eye, but what he was thinking about was again. Kill a ball. The last one, look for an opportunity to hit a smash.
Then she discovered that Jiang Nian on the opposite side seemed to be feeding the ball intentionally, giving her a chance to smash.
Well, although this is not as good as the natural state, it is a forced ending. However, due to force majeure, the grade leader arrived and it was impossible to continue the fight.
Adjust your breathing and concentrate.
Li Qingrong stepped back, jumped decisively, raised his left hand to shoot with his right hand, and opened his bow like a full moon. In a flash of lightning, he slapped the badminton hard.
At that moment, the afterimage was even bombarded.
Bang! ! !
The huge explosion echoed in everyone's ears, and everyone present gasped in unison.
Too decisive, Li Qingrong’s strong and vigorous figure is like a green deer. The badminton ball was like a white light, an arrow leaving the string, shooting straight into Jiangnian's defensive area.
Wang Yuhe’s eyes lit up as she watched the match. The sense of power in Li Qingrong was what she had been looking for. She watched intently, finally understanding some girls in the class.
There was another exclamation, and Li Qingrong's kill was provoked by Jiang Nian again.
This time Li Qingrong did not kill, but fed the ball like Jiang Nian did just now. Another high and long ball, not very fast, Jiang Nian seized the opportunity.
Just then, the grade leader's sharp whistle sounded.
Jiang Nian crossed back and forth, giving him no chance to shout to stop. He reached the backcourt in three or two steps, and his body suddenly leaped high into the air, exactly the same as Li Qingrong's posture.
The left hand is raised, the right hand is racked, and the bow is opened like a full moon.
Probably because this was the last shot, Jiang Nian didn't have any energy left and just stood up and kicked. The racket moved at a terrifying speed, making a faint buzzing sound the moment it was swung.
Bang! !
With a huge roar, the badminton reached its limit in the air, and a white wing fragment collapsed.
There is a physical gap between women's singles and men's singles after all, and Li Qingrong's physical exertion is too serious. I wanted to catch the ball, but I couldn't keep up with the speed, so I landed for a sure win.
As for winning or losing, no one will remember it once it’s over the head, only bang bang bang! ! !
"You!! Don't play badminton here!" The grade leader's voice landed at the same time as the badminton, "We are still in class, what's going on with you classmates?"
"Still Those from the Osaiban class should go elsewhere to fight!”
There were boos immediately, but due to the authority of the grade leader, everyone dispersed.
The explosion disappeared. Qian Bao glanced upstairs at the field and saw Jiang Nian returning the racket to Li Qingrong, and couldn't help but smile.
Youth still goes better with sports, the best body, the best age.
She turned to look at the class, looking at one or two couples who were sitting in different positions. They have good grades and seem to be the type to push each other to learn.
But. Is there any couple who is not devoured by desire?
In the back street of Beimen, there are dark group rental houses, dim corridors, and messy wires. A remote milk tea shop. Can you endure being stuck in a rental house on a rainy day?
I didn’t think there was anything wrong with them before, I even thought they were a little sweet. They are all kids with good grades anyway, so it’s cute that they try to restrain themselves for the one they like.
But people really can’t compare, and you have to throw away goods when comparing goods.
After seeing the backs of Jiang Nian and Li Qingrong leaping to kill, Qian Bao suddenly felt that compared to couples who fell in love secretly, children under the sun were cuter.
She turned back and looked at the classmates in the class, and the sound of electric current sounded in the classroom.
"Everyone should exercise more when you have free time."
"Here, monitor, I broke your ball." Jiang Nian handed the racket back, still a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I used too much force. . ”
“It’s okay, I still have a lot.” Li Qingrong nodded, but felt a little unnatural when catching the ball with his right hand. "Injured?" Jiang Nian noticed.
“No, I used too much force, I’m a little sore.” Li Qingrong raised his head, “I’m fine, you played well.”
Her responses were relatively concise and plain. Apart from the sweat on her head and a few strands of hair stuck to her forehead, it was almost impossible to tell that she had just played an intense game.
"Well, monitor, you are also very good at hitting the ball." Jiang Nian was very happy to be recognized and said sympathetically, "I feel like the racket will break if I exert more force."
Li Qingrong heard He said, his eyes paused, and then he said in a positive tone.
“Next time, use all your strength.”
“Huh?”
"It's not your fault if the racket breaks." Li Qingrong said seriously, with bright eyes. "Next time, use your full strength. It doesn't matter if the racket breaks."
"Oh, okay." Jiang Nianxin Why is she so serious?
Already looking forward to next time?
Then I will cheat next time.
Eliminate fatigue, two full physical states, one session is stronger than six sessions.
Li Qingrong didn't know Jiang Nian was so evil and was already planning to cheat on her next time. Still turning around to straighten his racket, he put his jacket on.
Ring ring ring! ! The school bell rings at noon!
"Then - bye?" She waved a little blankly.
"Okay, bye, I should go to the cafeteria to eat." Jiang Nian looked down at his phone, a little anxious, "Then I'm leaving."
Love can wait. , the canteen is really bad.
A great country can stop for any humble life and still make a point of it. At least there are a large number of people who believe it.
But try changing the title!
The great campus cafeteria can stop any humble student and ensure that everyone has a mouthful of phlegm.
Because America is too far away, anything outrageous can exist and be reasonable. But campus cafeterias happen every day, and no one understands the cruelty better than Jiang Nian.
Let’s talk about your mother’s love. You can’t even have a hot bite of rice!
Heitui! ! !
Li Qingrong carried her badminton racket and went upstairs with a few girls. She was silent as usual. After putting down the racket, she said goodbye to the girls at the entrance of the corridor.
Fifteen minutes have passed since the school ended, and there are no people on the road in front of the school.
Going downstairs, Li Qingrong was wearing a coat and walking on the tree-lined path.
The autumn sunshine was just right. She recalled the game she had just played and couldn't help but squint her eyes in comfort. Jiang Nianhui is a good golfing partner, and he is evenly matched.
The cool breeze blew through the leaves and everything was normal.
The wind was blowing gently, but the image of Jiang Nian's jumpscare appeared in Li Qingrong's mind again.
But she stopped inexplicably, her white sneakers stepping on the uneven and uneven floor tiles. Beside the path, statues of Marx and Confucius are displayed left and right.
The white feather-like figure blocked the sun, and the short-sleeved skirt floated up, revealing the flat and tight abdominal muscles. Strong arms, violent smashes.
Broken an uncaught badminton after twenty minutes. With bursts of buzzing, the breaking wind came and passed quickly by her ears again.
She blinked and saw nothing but her heart beating rapidly. A sour feeling that I had never experienced before was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't tell what it tasted like.
After a few minutes, Li Qingrong couldn't understand, so he slowly left.
The moment he lowered his eyes, his voice unconsciously sounded in his ears: "Monitor, you are also very beautiful at killing the ball." He seemed to have noticed his new hair tie.
Did you praise it? It seemed.
She touched her hair tie and slowly walked out of the school gate.
After eating, Jiang Nian went to the teaching building, picked up his clothes and wiped his body at the toilet sink. I took a handful of water and wiped it all over, regardless of whether it would get wet.
When the wind blows in the corridor, the whole person suddenly becomes clear.
Cool!
Anyway, after overexertion, my hands are a little sore.
I don’t have Sister T’s life, but I have Sister T’s disease.
He shook his hand, thinking about using some treatment this afternoon. I don’t know if this side effect can also be removed. It should be possible, right?
Probably not to the point of muscle strain, no.
Back in the classroom, after a while, Chen Yunyun and Wang Yuhe walked in together.
Jiang Nian looked up from his seat and couldn't help but smile. He stood up and left his seat, walked to them, sat at the table, and looked at Chen Yunyun.
“Your little sisters won’t hold grudges against me, right?”
Chen Yunyun was speechless and rolled her eyes at him.
“I don’t know, who asked you to hit me so hard.”
“No.” Wang Yuhe shook his head and said seriously, “I asked you not to let me do it, I don’t blame you. ."
"Then why are you crying?" Jiang Nian couldn't help but pick up the pot.
Wang Yuhe suddenly suffocated, his face turned red and warm to the naked eye, and he was anxious.
"I remembered some sad things."
"Oh, really?" Jiang Nian touched his chin and murmured, "I thought you couldn't bear it mentally. In fact, you shot back You still have to practice.”
Wang Yuhe couldn’t hold back for a moment, burst into tears, and dropped small pearls while lying on the table.
"Jiang Nian, are you sick?" Chen Yunyun couldn't help but punch him, and turned to comfort Wang Yuhe, "Ignore him, Jiang Nian is dead like this!"
Jiang Nian laughed and took out two candies from his pocket and handed them to the two women.
"Don't cry, you're just kidding."
"Take it away! Who wants your candy!" Chen Yunyun pushed away, pretending to be angry.
"Really? I think adding some sugar when I cry will make my tears less salty." Jiang Nian smiled, looking completely inhumane.
Chen Yunyun: "There is a reason why you are single."
"Tsk." Jiang Nian didn't care.
In fact, his relationship with the two women is not bad, he can make such jokes, and they still meet on the weekend anyway. Things like beating up a female high school student for crying are quite memorable to him.
Unexpectedly, Wang Yuhe really stopped crying. He opened the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Jiang Nian, how do you practice badminton?"
"How do you practice?" Jiang Nian tilted his head and thought for a moment, then made a racquet swing with his hand, "Play a little bit Fight, watch a few videos, and that’s it.”
Hearing this, Wang Yuhe suddenly choked up again.
Go to hell with all the talented people!
She is extremely talented, and she was good at torturing girls. If I had known I would never play ball with Jiang Nian, I was so angry and humiliated, crying and beating him at the same time.
In front of the real talent monster, it seems that I have only passed a threshold.
(End of this chapter)