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Cheng Youpeng took Shen Ruo'an to a restaurant near the school and had dinner before taking the bus home.

on the bus.

It was past eight o'clock. Although there were many people in the car, there were still seats. The two chose the second-to-last row. The seat was a bit small. Shen Ruo'an's shoulder was next to Cheng Yupeng's arm. leaned together.

The car stopped at the station, and someone got on the car. The two of them didn't speak for a few times. Was it too quiet between them?

"You can go home tonight and fix dinner by yourself."

Cheng Youpeng, who was leaning against the car window, suddenly spoke, and Shen Ruoan, who was playing the snake game on his mobile phone, raised his eyes and lowered his head to continue playing.

Why did he go to school to find Cheng Youpeng? The reason he gave himself was for the harmony of the family, but he knew better than anyone else that he just wanted to find someone to eat. It was too quiet to eat alone. He had had enough of that kind of life, quiet sometimes Very scary.

"I only have the change for the bus, and I haven't waited long, so don't worry about it."

Cheng Youpeng didn't care at all that he was waiting for him, but he was not used to it. He never thought that someone would wait for him to eat. Of course, this reason for waiting was very uncomfortable.

The tone remained calm: "I don't care, you can wait as long as you like, the time is yours anyway."

Looking out the window to conceal the subtle changes in his eyes, a certain brother continued to play with his head down and eat snakes.

"Oh, I will find you for dinner when Dad and the others are not at home."

The reason is...

He is not able to work yet, so he can save money on food, anyway, their school is not far from Xinming Middle School.

"No."

The elder brother turned around and refused flatly. The snake in the younger brother's phone hit the wall, and the game was over, so he raised his poker face and said, "Why?"

His aunt told him that Cheng Youpeng has won a lot of awards from competitions since he was a child, and he also has a monthly subsidy for entering the school team. Although it is very immoral for him to do so, it is the only way to do it now.

He wants to save some extra change for... what?

Only now does he feel the importance of money, and he can't even buy things he likes as he pleases.

"I haven't admitted that you are my brother yet."

Shen Ruo'an felt that he didn't get along with Cheng Yupeng at the beginning, and now he regretted it a bit. He should think of ways to improve the current situation.

The poker-faced brother suddenly hugged the expressionless brother's arm sideways, raised his face and said without sincerity: "I just admit that you are my brother."

Family harmony is not based on willfulness, but more on understanding. Of course, they have not yet reached the level of understanding, but as long as they work hard to improve, there will be results.

Cheng Youpeng stared at the oval face close to him, his whole body was stiff, but he didn't push Shen Ruoan's hand away, mainly because he was not used to being touched by others, and he forgot how to react.

The contrast between the uncute brother and the front is too great. Last week, he was fighting for this and that.

"It's hot, let go."

Shen Ruo'an didn't know that he was acting like a baby now, and he didn't intend to let go of the hand holding the other's arm, because he touched the muscles that excited him. Cheng Yupeng looked a little thin overall, but the muscles on his body were very strong.

"No."

"Don't let go and I'll beat you."

"You do not dare."

"Do not believe?"

"I'll tell my aunt."

Shen Ruo'an never thought that she would have a childish day.

"...I told you to let go of my hand."

This time, Shen Ruo'an did not continue the stalemate with Cheng Youpeng, and really let go.

Because it's time to stop.

Standing up first and pushing away the crowd, Cheng Youpeng, who followed closely behind, touched his arm that was hugged just now, and he could still feel the weird heat just now. He never liked getting too close to people, even the closest Neither did mom.

Shen Ruo'an walked ahead, and Cheng Yupeng caught up with him and walked beside him: "There is no game next week, I will go home, but..."

Cheng Youpeng turned his face away, he is still not used to suddenly having multiple younger brothers in his family, he has always shared Nuoda’s house by himself, and he is always the only child in the family, even if he has grandpa, grandma, father, mother, Shen who loves him Uncle, but there is still an inexplicable emptiness in my heart, as if something is missing.

"but?"

"I still won't admit that you are my brother."

Shen Ruoan tilted his head and thought, "This question is not important."

"You just said..."

"I'm talking about solving the problem of eating when adults are away."

"...I won't eat with you."

"Then I will accompany you."

"Who wants you to accompany me?"

"Anyway, you have to go home to live, and you will be in charge of dinner when Auntie and Dad are away."

"Why not you."

Shen Ruo'an straightened his collar and said, "Because you are an older brother."

The main reason is that he doesn't want to eat instant noodles. Also, who asked the aunt to tell him that the food made by the other party is okay.

……

Cheng Youpeng lay in big characters on his soft and comfortable big bed, turned off the desk lamp, and was about to go to bed. Before he closed his eyes and went to sleep, such a sentence floated in his mind.

A strange new brother who is quiet, childish and annoying...

Not cute at all.

……

A Saturday with beautiful weather is perfect for going out.

After breakfast, Cheng Youpeng took Shen Ruo'an to practice outside.

The parents, who thought the relationship between the two brothers would be very bad, said goodbye to them with a satisfied expression. Mai Yufeng also stuffed Zhang Hongyangyang for Shen Ruo'an as pocket money.

"Where is here?"

"It's a free tennis court where I often come to practice."

"Are there many people here?"

"There are more nights."

Now they come to the free tennis court near the park, surrounded by green trees, the environment is elegant and quiet, and the morning that has awakened makes people feel full of vigor.

But before they arrived, someone had already occupied another field.

"Looks like someone was ahead of us."

It looks like he should be a middle school student.

Cheng Youpeng nodded and reminded: "Warm up first. Tennis beginners will easily strain their tendons if they don't warm up well."

"Sooner or later, I will defeat you."

Shen Ruo'an said such calm rhetoric seriously, but his eyes were still very firm.

Cheng Youpeng, who had already held the tennis ball and the ball in his hands, said disapprovingly, "It will take a long time until you defeat me with your small body."

Shen Ruo'an was dumbfounded. Given his current situation, he couldn't do it, but... There will always be miracles.

Stretch your legs and stretch your muscles.

Both of them stretched their bodies as much as possible.

The two people in the next venue noticed their existence, but they focused more on Cheng Youpeng.

They looked sweaty, and it could be seen that they had been exercising for a long time.

Both Cheng Youpeng and Shen Ruo'an chose their own venues, and started the simple warm-up practice where you come and go. Cheng Youpeng was a little surprised at the new brother's understanding of tennis, and he was familiar with the moderate warm-up practice before playing. Even the morning exercise was well timed. Accurately, with his current physical fitness, such exercises are relatively moderate and very technical. People who are not familiar with sports will not pay attention to the details of the exercise.

And he only pays attention because he is used to exercising since he was a child, but does it seem that his new brother has been exercising since he was a child? Uncle Shen has been away from him for four years, so maybe he has exercised in school before.

This is Cheng Youpeng's little guess about Shen Ruo'an. As for tennis knowledge, it is probably because Uncle Shen has taught him.

From the pitch came the sound of hitting balls and running back and forth.

Of course, this came from the stadium next door, and this is just a simple warm-up exercise.

Cheng Youpeng suddenly remembered what his mother said in the morning: teach your younger brother to play tennis well.

"What else do I need to teach you? Your serve is weak, your return is not fast enough, your weight is too light, and your strength is not enough."

This is the conclusion I reached when I was in college last Sunday. There seems to be nothing to criticize in terms of basic movements, and Cheng Youpeng's suspicion is not without reason.

"I don't need you to tell me all this."

Shen Ruo'an is well aware of his shortcomings. His body has just started playing tennis and it will take a long period of adaptation. He can only do difficult movements slowly, not too forcefully. But now the most important thing is to grasp the basics. After a period of practice, he has been able to slowly move towards difficult movements.

"Really? Then how about practicing catching the ball now, catch me a ball and see."

Last night, I watched Yupeng's practice and cooperated with him in doubles, but he didn't think that was his real strength. Suddenly he felt a little excited, and his hands couldn't help shaking.

"Of course I'll catch your serve."

Do you practice?

Practicing with the new brother is not so bad, looking at his eyes can arouse the hidden passion in my heart, and I feel like I want to do my best.

Cheng Youpeng is tall and tall. The light blue T-shirt with Snoopy pattern printed on the chest makes him look refreshing and pleasant. Under the knee-length white shorts, there are a pair of slender and powerful legs. Raise the racket to the shoulder, throw the ball upward with the left hand, bend the knee, and swing the racket!

Take a shaved serve!

Boom!

The ball fell into the effective area and was flying at high speed towards Shen Ruoan, who was standing on the center line and was about to catch the ball.

Although the speed of the ball was fast, Shen Ruo'an, who was staring at the rapidly spinning ball with sharp eyes, could clearly see the turning route of the ball.

Forehand to meet the ball, the racket has caught the ball!

Return the ball!

However, due to the unplanned route of returning the ball, the ball returning to the opponent's court is too weak, and the opponent seems to have already known the landing point of the return ball. When Shen Ruo'an rejoiced that he returned the ball successfully, Shen Ruo'an found that the opponent had already stood firmly on the landing point Catch the ball, return the ball to the sideline with a forehand, and when he runs to catch it, the bounced ball has landed.

"Very good, I caught it, but unfortunately I didn't catch the second ball."

Shen Ruo'an picked up the ball and stood up calmly, hit it into the opponent's hand, and then continued to pose for the ball, "Continue to serve, and I will return better next time."

It is very important to receive the serve in the game. If you can receive the serve well, it is easy to break the opponent's serve.

For the first time, Cheng Youpeng saw a different look in the other party's eyes than usual, it was a kind of seriousness, a kind of persistence, a bit like himself.

Boom!

Second serve.

Shen Ruo'an caught it again, but this time he was not as reluctant as before.

From the first serve, he mastered the direction of the ball, as well as the strength of the opponent's serve and the impact on himself, and then after the ball came, he chose what posture to use to catch the ball, and with what strength to return the ball perfectly to the opponent's court , In this regard, many years of tennis experience naturally does not lose any players who often play.

Get started quickly.

This is Cheng Youpeng's evaluation of Shen Ruo'an.

Third serve...

Increased strength!

Shen Ruo'an barely caught it.

Fourth serve...

Shen Ruo'an caught it firmly again.

So cycle five times!

The ball went out of bounds...

Shen Ruo'an looked at the other party with a proud face.

Is he playing himself on purpose?

Serves are heavier every time, making it difficult for him to master the return, and he also needs to change his handling of the ball, but is this a good practice?

Shen Ruoan couldn't bear it anymore.

"Cheng Youpeng, be serious."

The other party took back the complacent expression just now and said indifferently: "No."

Shen Ruo'an stood back silently and continued to prepare for the practice of catching the ball, but Cheng Youpeng said: "In the game, you have to face different players, and everyone has different serving styles."

Reluctantly replied: "Of course I know."

"Then continue."

They were practicing hard on their side, and the two people on the field next to them seemed to stop to rest, and the boy in the vermilion shirt was walking towards them, to be precise, he was walking in the direction of Cheng Yupeng.

"Are you Cheng Youpeng from Xinming Middle School?"

The other party's unreasonable staring made Cheng Youpeng a little unhappy. Of course, his expression was always so unhappy, and the other party obviously used uncertain questions.

"We belong to the tennis team of Guangshi Middle School. I heard from other schools that you are very good. I want to play against you."

Cheng Youpeng thought for a moment and pointed to Shen Ruo'an who was facing him, "He is Cheng Youpeng, you can fight him."

Shen Ruo'an stared at Cheng Youpeng silently: "..."