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Before going out, Ke Zhiyan looked up at the sky.

Paris in May is sunny, although it is still a bit colder than China, but at least it is better than London, where the weather changes constantly.

Ke Zhiyan has a good image of France. The French are casual and optimistic, and they are all bohemian in their bones, and they can't even be restrained by the king.Ke Zhiyan felt that if Wei Cheng wanted to choose a place of residence one day, France would be a good place for her, and Wei Cheng's character would definitely be able to play well here.

The hotel where the team lives is not far from the stadium, separated by the Seine, and the Bercy Stadium is located on the riverside.

Today is the first singles match of the Chinese team after the start of the competition. Ke Zhiyan is the third seed this year, and like Wei Cheng and Zhao Yunhan who are ahead of her, they skipped the group stage directly.

Today is also the first time for them to enter the arena in the stadium. The first thing they see when they enter the door is red eyes. The seats in the auditorium, the coloring in the stadium, the floor glue, and even the auditorium are full of red, like Is the home of the Chinese team, Asians accounted for half.

Now the quarter-finals of several groups are going on at the same time. Several members of the Chinese team are lucky.

Wei Cheng's match was in the field next to Ke Zhiyan. After successfully winning the first round, Ke Zhiyan looked beside him distractedly.Wei Cheng happened to win the next goal, maybe the point was delayed for too long, Wei Cheng clenched his fist and roared as a way to cheer himself up, and the off-court coach Chen Ji kept applauding.

Director Zhong stretched out his hand to pat her and drew her attention back. Ke Zhiyan withdrew his gaze and drank saliva in a concealed manner. Director Zhong reprimanded: "It's the game, what are you doing? You can try a different style of play in the next round. Now The World Table Tennis Championships have just started, you can take advantage of these few rounds to warm up your hands first, and you can deal with it in the next round."

Compared with Ke Zhiyan, the opponents in this game lack experience and skills. Therefore, when preparing for the game, Chen Zhi and Director Zhong agreed that this game should be regarded as a warm-up match, and the results of closed training should be used in this game. Once tested, carefully feel the impact of the wind speed of the air conditioner in the arena, the size of the venue and the mentality when the competition is coming on the handling of the ball.

Ke Zhiyan responded, and after the start of the second round, he changed his serve, and the forehand and backhand served in turn, but the reverse spin serve that he was used to was temporarily put away.

This match was delayed by Ke Zhiyan for a long time. The quarter-finals played the finals. Wei Cheng finished half an hour earlier than her. After packing up, she asked Chen Zhi to go back first. She found it near the entrance of the athletes. Stare at the field from a more concealed position.

Ke Zhiyan's competition experience is no better than Wei Cheng's, and he is also a hot hand. Wei Cheng can control the time and allocate his physical strength.Ke Zhiyan couldn't do it, or she didn't have the consciousness to allocate physical strength at all. She was more willful than Wei Cheng. Every ball and every tactic had to be perfect before changing to the next one. This consumed her past invisibly. More energy and stamina.

She started sweating not long after the beating, Ke Zhiyan sweated on her forehead, and every time she sweated a lot, all the broken hair on her forehead would be wet, it looked like it had just been fished out of the water, even The eyelashes are covered with water vapor, and the whole person's appearance is deceptively pitiful.

Wei Cheng can't stay here for too long. She still has mixed doubles to play in the evening. After the quarter-finals tomorrow morning, the women's doubles will also start from the group stage. Today is her last night to rest well.

After Ke Zhiyan finished the quarter-finals, he went to the side hall to serve as a sparring partner for the men's team. Huang Ziyao went to take a drink, and when he came back, he found that the person standing opposite him was a few centimeters shorter.

"Xiaoyan, why didn't you go back to the hotel?"

"I'll be idle when I go back, why not come here and practice." Ke Zhiyan flicked the ping-pong ball in his hand, "Have a game?"

Huang Ziyao smiled helplessly, "I still have a game tonight."

"Then I'll be your training partner, what do you want to practice?"

"Don't make trouble, Xiaoyan, go back quickly, Wei Cheng has already left."

Ke Zhiyan grabbed the ping pong ball that was bouncing on the edge of the table, "I didn't make a fuss, I really want to play for a while."

"Do you still want to call for a while, or do you not want to go back to your room?"

Ke Zhiyan frowned slightly.

"Have you quarreled with Wei Cheng?" Huang Ziyao smiled knowingly, "So you don't want to see her?"

"I applied to the coach to change the room, but I didn't." Ke Zhiyan lowered his voice, "We didn't quarrel..."

"Is there a reason I don't know?"

Seeing that Huang Ziyao was about to put down his racket and start playing the role of a confidant big brother, Ke Zhiyan put away the racket neatly, and returned the ping pong ball to Huang Ziyao: "Forget it, I'll go find Chen Huan."

Chen Huan was at the table next door. Ke Zhiyan went up and patted the shoulder of the training team member to signal him to come. Chen Huan looked at the opposite side with a dazed expression, and before he could react, he ate a reverse spin serve.

Chen Huan: "What the hell?"

Ke Zhiyan: "Would you like a plate?"

Chen Huan: "No, Little Swallow, didn't you go back to the hotel?"

Ke Zhiyan raised his eyebrows: "Stop talking nonsense, will you hit me or not?"

"...I still have a game tonight."

"Then I'll be your training partner."

Chen Huan leaned forward a few times, leaned forward with his hands on the ball table and asked, "Little Yanzi, have you not taken your medicine today?"

"So are you going to fight or not?"

Chen Huan saw that even provocations were useless, he didn't understand the situation for a while, and subconsciously looked around.Huang Ziyao shrugged at him not far away, and smiled helplessly. Chen Huan's usual sluggish mind suddenly opened up, "Did you quarrel with Wei Cheng?"

"No." Ke Zhiyan replied blankly, "I didn't quarrel with her, I just wanted to play ball for a while."

Oh, it's a cold war, and the child doesn't want to go back to the room and stare at him.Chen Huan silently filled in the correct answer in his heart, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up to his own mechanism.

At the other end, Huang Ziyao couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he came over and pulled Chen Huan aside to let him get out of the way. Ke Zhiyan got a headache when he saw Huang Ziyao like this. The long legs can catch up to him in a few steps, and he will inevitably nagging at that time.

Ke Zhiyan wondered in his mind why he had to stay here, honestly went back to the hotel and then sat in the restaurant until night and went back to the room to sleep, it would be better, these are some bad ideas.Bian silently sighed and began to listen to Huang Nanshen's teachings.

Huang Ziyao's words made her instantly nailed to the spot, and the blood all over her body was cold from his words.

Huang Ziyao sighed, and gently rubbed the top of Ke Zhiyan's hair, "Xiaoyan, that's not how you like someone."

He knows? !Who else knows?What about Wei Orange?Does Wei Cheng know? !

Ke Zhiyan's whole body was stiff, Huang Ziyao's voice was very low, and there was no one else around. In fact, only the two of them could hear this sentence, but Ke Zhiyan felt that the whole world heard it at this moment, as if everyone in the venue was watching over here.

Ke Zhiyan raised his gaze up inch by inch, and Huang Ziyao's face appeared in his field of vision, and then up, Huang Ziyao's eyes, the other party was also looking down at her, eyes full of worry.

Worry the hell!

Damn it!

Ke Zhiyan cursed in a low voice, and the expression on her face suddenly became vicious. She took a step forward to close the distance between the two, lowered her voice and gritted her teeth: "How do you know? Who else knows?"

"Xiaoyan?" Ke Zhiyan couldn't see his expression at the moment, but Huang Ziyao could see it clearly. The other party's eyes were red, as if his eyes were red on the battlefield. This state is not right.Huang Ziyao called softly: "Xiaoyan? No one else knows about it, I haven't told anyone else, neither does Wei Cheng, and no one knows."

It seems to be insane.Huang Ziyao was worried, wondering if he shouldn't have spoken out at this time.Originally, he just wanted to help Ke Zhiyan sort out his knots, liking someone shouldn't suppress him, and it can't be solved by unilaterally fighting with the other person or running away, Ke Zhiyan doesn't know how to love someone, Huang Ziyao thought help her.

Huang Ziyao tentatively touched Ke Zhiyan, "Xiaoyan? It's okay, liking someone is not a bad thing."

Ke Zhiyan's body was shaking.Huang Ziyao frowned, his voice suddenly increased, "Xiaoyan?! Ke Zhiyan!"