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On the following Tuesday and Wednesday afternoon, Shen Ruo'an made it through and sprinted bravely to the top two in the group stage, defeated the other two players to advance to the quarterfinals first, and then won the second-year opponent in the Thursday afternoon game to qualify as No.1 in the group.

The appearance of Shen Ruo'an, a dark horse, really made many people lose their eyes, especially the male students in their class. The other three contestants had already been defeated by other class players.

Tonight on Thursday, the Head Tennis Coach of Hua Kun Middle School announced the list of top eight players from the junior and senior divisions.

In the junior high school, there are five players in the third grade, three in the second grade, and no one in the first grade.

The top eight contestants in the high school are all school team players. In this year's school competition, the PE teachers in the junior high school are all discussing the dark horse Shen Ruo'an. This student usually doesn't like to show off, and his height is considered average in the class. Now his family environment used to be good. Most of the junior high school students who are 1.7 meters tall are more; their academic performance is only above the middle in the class, hovering between the tenth and eleventh.

So, after this competition, Shen Ruo'an became more important in the class.

Many girls always cast special eyes on him, but fortunately, Shen Ruo'an didn't pay any attention to the eyes of these little girls.

From Xia Tian's initial disbelief to Shen Ruo'an's admiration, to his present admiration, the latter didn't feel this way, he just felt that Xia Ruo'an's eyes made him unbearable.

The sports committee member of class two (5) was a member of the school basketball team. After class at noon, before Shen Ruoan went to the cafeteria, he was stopped by the tall sports committee member Mo Yimin.

Shen Ruo'an, whose stomach was rumbling, looked up at Mo Yimin who was standing in front of him inexplicably.

"Can you let it go or not, you seem to be blocking my way."

He is a polite student in the class, a good student and a good boy in the eyes of the teacher.

"You are having lunch in the canteen, I want to discuss something with you, together?"

"Okay, what do you want to discuss with me?"

Shen Ruo'an nodded, meaning that they could have dinner together. The starving ghost in Xia Tian had already rushed to the canteen to line up for dinner when get out of class was over.

Two people, one tall and one short, walked side by side. When passing by other classes, many girls still cast high wattage brightness on Mo Yimin, which attracted a lot of whispers along the way. They played basketball well, and they were tall and handsome. Boys are always easy to attract the attention of girls, this is boys and girls, this is youth, this is the period when it is easy to make the heart throb.

"It's like this. At the end of this month, that is, next week, our school will hold an autumn sports meeting. I hope you can participate in one or two track and field competitions. I see that you play tennis pretty well. Are you interested?"

Shen Ruo'an lowered his head and walked down the steps, and replied, "There seem to be quite a few students in our class who are good at sports. I don't think I'm suitable for track and field."

This is considered a refusal.

But the sports committee really wanted him to participate in a certain event, "Now we are short of two people, and you may not know it when you just arrived in our class this semester. Although the boys in our class have children, they are basically quite I like to sit in the classroom and read books."

"Fancy but not useful...?" This was Shen Ruo'an's explanation.

"..." Mo Yimin was stunned for a moment, touched his head in embarrassment and smiled, "The general situation is like this."

"You can find Xia Tian, ​​he also plays tennis."

"He applied for 800 meters and 400 meters, and each event requires three people. Now 100 meters, 200 meters, 50 meters, high jump, long jump, shot put, 400 meters, and 800 meters are enough people, and the number of relay races has also been confirmed. come down."

Shen Ruo'an put his hand into the trouser pocket of his school uniform, hoping he hadn't forgotten to take his meal card, "It doesn't look like you're from Qi?"

"Not yet, there is still one project short of the number of people, can you help our class make up the number?"

"Make up the number?"

"Yes, anyway, you can quit halfway when the time comes."

"What you want to say is that [-] meters is not enough for people?"

When the Chinese class was over, he remembered that Xia Tian had mentioned it in his ear, but at that time he was sleeping on the table, and last night he was so frightened by that wayward kid Cheng Youpeng that he knocked on the door of his room at ten o'clock. In order to watch ghost movies with him, he refused to go and dragged him to the lobby.

The younger brother insisted: "I want to take a shower and go to bed."

The elder brother asked: "Watch this movie with me first."

The younger brother continued to struggle: "What's so good about this movie, I don't know how many years it's been out, it's full of flaws."

The elder brother continued to hold his younger brother's arm tightly: "No, you still have to watch it with me before going to bed."

"……I do not watch!"

"Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"You...are afraid of ghosts."

"Let's see."

As a result, the younger brother who couldn't break free from his elder brother's claws was caught and watched a movie for an hour and a half. The younger brother who didn't like watching ghost movies was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. In the mirror, after coming out of the bathroom, he saw his brother standing by the door smiling. He hoped that it was his own illusion. When he opened his eyes again, there was no smile on his brother's mouth. It was indeed an illusion.

As a result of watching ghost movies, a certain younger brother didn’t sleep well at night. He couldn’t concentrate during class, and he was drooling on the table after class. Fortunately, he didn’t have dark circles.

The sports committee member walking beside Shen Ruo'an patted Shen Ruo'an on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's true that there are still two people short. You should have good physical strength. If you report to the newspaper, you should give it a try."

"It seems that this kind of work of making up numbers is not easy to do."

Shen Ruo'an didn't want to make up for it at all.

"That's nothing. It's about the same as playing tennis. You need endurance to play tennis, and the same goes for running. Running three steps and one breath, shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

Mo Yimin tried his best to persuade Shen Ruo'an to sign up for the competition. On the one hand, he wanted to complete the tasks on his list, and on the other hand, he wanted to have one more classmate win honor for the class. At least there would be more people standing on the starting line. This is the honor of the class.

"I don't know, I haven't run past [-]."

"Try it? Think of it as exercise."

"That's not the case, classmate, running in autumn is very hard. I said why don't you report the sports committee for [-] yuan."

"Don't call me a sports committee member, we are classmates."

"Then... your name?"

"Don't tell me you don't know my name."

"know."

He just wanted to tease his classmates. Recently, Shen Ruo'an was suppressed by his dark-bellied brother, and his abdomen was so white that he grew white feathers.

"Then you will participate?"

"I'll think it over."

"...Then do you want to participate or not?"

"Think about it."

"..."

The two chatted and walked to the entrance of the canteen. The school's canteen building has five floors. The first and second floors are dedicated to the junior high school, the third and fourth floors are dedicated to the high school, and the fifth floor is dedicated to teachers.

The students who poured into the dining hall were all wearing the same school uniform, not because of the faces of the students who had their own merits.

"Jiang Han! Here!"

When he was about to enter the canteen on the first floor, Mo Yimin, the sports committee member, greeted a certain classmate who was leaning on a tree next to the canteen.

Shen Ruo'an looked towards him, and the person walking over there looked familiar.

The sports committee member was taller than both of them, so he put his hand together and said, "Hey, do you want to introduce each other or do you want me to introduce?"

Shen Ruo'an didn't like to play such a naive introduction game, so he took the lead to speak to the gloomy boy opposite, "Shen Ruo'an, Class Two (5)."

"Jiang Han, Class 16, Grade [-]."

"Hmm, so we know each other, let's go have dinner together."

Out of nowhere, he followed Mo Yimin into the dining hall.

After finishing the meal and finding a place to sit down, Shen Ruoan began to bury his head in eating. Every time he and Cheng Youpeng ate at home, they would eat quietly, but their chopsticks would occasionally fight, and Shen Ruoan always lost in the end. Of course, it was because of him I prefer to eat quietly.

Jiang Han, who sat opposite him, was of the indifferent type, and he talked less when eating, but it could be seen that the sports committee member in Shen Ruoan's class took good care of him. Sitting next to him, Jiang Han looked smaller and didn't like to eat. Put all the fatty meat on Mo Yimin's plate, Mo Yimin will also eat all the dishes given to him by the other party, and then put the dishes that the other party likes on the other party's plate.

It is not difficult to see that they have a close relationship with each other through their tacit actions. They are good friends, Shen Ruo'an thought so.

Halfway through eating, Jiang Han suddenly said to Shen Ruo'an, "You bumped into me that day."

Shen Ruo'an frowned incomprehensibly, but Mo Yimin, the sports committee member, smiled and said, "That's right, you mean that Shen Ruo'an was the one who hit your chin on the training ground last time?"

Jiang Han nodded, and told Mo Yimin as if asking for credit: "Well, I didn't blame him."

Mo Yimin patted his head: "Do you know how to restrain your bad temper?"

"I'm not in a bad temper."

"Got it." Mo Yimin said and said to Shen Ruo'an: "He also plays tennis, this time he made it to the quarterfinals of junior high school, Shen Ruoan, you also made it to the quarterfinals, right? match."

Shen Ruo'an and Jiang Han replied to Mo Yimin at the same time: "We have finished drawing lots."

Mo Yimin smiled and said: "You really have a tacit understanding, you are worthy of playing tennis."

This has nothing to do with playing tennis, obviously, Shen Ruo'an and Jiang Han don't like such compliments.

Shen Ruo'an told Mo Yimin: "My next opponent is not Jiang Han, but a junior junior brother. I'm in the second group."

"Mine is also a brother in the third year of junior high school, and I am in the third group."

Mo Yimin wiped his mouth with the tissue he brought and raised his eyebrows, "That means you won't meet until you both make it to the finals?"

"En." Jiang Han replied to Mo Yimin's words, and then continued to ask: "Would you like to watch my game this afternoon?"

"Of course, why don't you watch it? Shen Ruo'an, you have to work hard to advance to the semi-finals and win glory for our class."

Shen Ruo'an put down his chopsticks and replied calmly: "I'm working hard, and I'm looking forward to meeting Jiang Han."

He remembered who Jiang Han was, that is, the boy Ye Feng mentioned to them last time, and also saw him at Guangshi Middle School last Sunday, the kid next to Coach Jiang, Jiang Richeng, Jiang Han... …

Those from junior high school entered the school team, which means that their strength is still very good, and it seems quite challenging.

After eating, Jiang Han and Mo Yimin went to the small supermarket outside the school to buy water. Before leaving, Jiang Han said to Shen Ruo'an, "I signed up for the competition for [-] yuan."

Shen Ruo'an returned to the classroom, whether he would agree to the 500-meter race or not, Jiang Han's last words seemed like a challenge, not a joke.

Before the game in the afternoon, Shen Ruo'an still promised Mo Yimin to report a thousand and five thousand. If you want to play tennis well, you can't escape physical problems.

In the first four games, Cheng Youpeng showed up on time for the first two days, but in the last two games, Cheng Youpeng, who was arrested for practice, disappeared completely. However, Shen Ruoan still had a few more cheerleaders than before, and there were many female students among them. .

Shen Ruo'an saw the monitor of their class bring water to Jiang Han.

When he bent down to press his leg and then turned to press his right leg, a red pot appeared in front of his eyes.

Why is it that other people's is C'estbon, but his is Wangzai Milk.

"Look at it again, look at it again, and drink you up if you look at it again."

Someone's crazy words made Shen Ruo'an's eyes like to squint.

Shen Ruo'an took Bingbing's milk jug and said, "Cheng Youpeng, go out for dinner tonight."

Cheng Youpeng, who ran out of the school team, grabbed Shen Ruoan's braid and said, "No, I think cooking is pretty good, and, He Yu, the captain will spend the night at our house tonight."

Shen Ruoan whispered with a dark face: "You are really addicted to cooking."

A certain brother's voice immediately became gloomy: "You don't like it?"

"……like."

The answer was really helpless.