Table tennis, you are the song I can never finish singing in my life

Watching TV with too many clothes left unwashed

If you find out now, you will be angry

spent a lot of time writing my diary

Maybe you think I'm childish

As long as I'm with you, it will be sweet

It seems that the whole world is the air you give

The more unreasonable you are, the more I miss you

Is it actually me who is losing my mind?

you love me you don't love me you don't love me who will love me

If you bother me, if you bother me, if you bother me again, you will marry me

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On Tuesday morning, the second week of the 2017 Table Tennis Super League, Zhang Jike's club played an away game in Shanghai.Tang Han got up early, ate breakfast, and then cleaned up. He removed the sheets and quilts and threw them into the washing machine. He also packed up all the thin summer clothes. The clean ones were neatly folded, and the dirty ones were piled up together.Looking at the pile of clothes like a hill, Tang Han rolled his eyes.Set the washing machine, put the clothes, get; pour the detergent, get; close the door, get; start, set the grade, uh, thirty...

What time can I finish washing? I looked up at my watch, 1 is broken!

Tang Han threw down the unfinished washing machine and a pile of clothes and rushed into the bedroom, hugged the laptop to the side of the router, slowly opened the laptop, finally the screen of the live game appeared on the page, and the first set had already started , the first game is over.

Good thing he hasn't played yet.Tang Han breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise today's homework will not be handed in, and someone will use the problem again.

It seemed to Tang Han that the coach was racing horses at Tian Ji, and the young players who fought against Xu Xin were obviously not strong enough. Even Tang Han, who didn't know much about football, could tell that he was far from Xu Xin.Oops, the serve can be missed.

"Now, the opponent called a timeout." The commentator said.

The team members put down their tempo and walked to the sidelines. The coach didn't speak, but saw Zhang Jike yelling at him a lot. The live radio was not good, so he didn't hear what he said. Tang Han stared at himself and gnawed a week ago. He looked hard at the passing lips, trying to figure out what he was saying, but unfortunately, he failed the lip language test.But his stern expression and intense body language say something.

Continuing the game, Tang Han watched absently, and searched for Zhang Jike's real-time information on Weibo.

All kinds of bright smiles beckoning pictures when they appear on the stage, there are pictures from every angle, even the back of the head is not spared. "Little brother is in a really good mood this time, and his smile is so sweet." "Mama, I think I saw an angel!!" "Ahhh, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!!"

The more I look at Tang Han, the more irritable I become, why, why, you are making trouble everywhere, I can only stay at home and don't run around, and I have to watch you compete to complete homework!

Withdrew and stared fiercely at the handsome and suffocating person on the phone desktop for a while.After staring for a while, his eyes were sore, the screen was noisy, the first set was over, and he lost by one point. In the next set, Zhang Jike played against the young player Zhao Zihao.

"Jiangzuo League." Tang Han pulled the words on the small coffee table and stuffed them into his mouth.

The last time she said she couldn't tell the difference between the straight and the horizontal, she was severely taught, "My Zhang Jike woman can't tell the difference between the straight and the horizontal, people will laugh at me!" Then started a game every day, I also have to write about the difficult days of my impressions and one-hundred-word technical analysis.After being a teacher for so long, it feels strange to write homework.

It was the first time I watched the scene where he reversed Mizutani Hayabusa, in the name of exercising her patience, but in fact, he wanted the two of them to stay together for a while longer.While watching and explaining to himself, Tang Han beautifully enjoyed the treatment that many fans dream of enjoying.

Although she watched it because of curiosity at first, after watching the third game, her chest felt tight and panicked, "Were you nervous at the time? It's all like this. Hey, pause for a while." Tang Han pointed to Wu who was swept by the camera. Instructor, "Look at Director Wu's face, the old man is frightened by you, right?"

Spit out the pomegranate seeds, Zhang Jike was a little embarrassed, "No, the one who scolded me after the beating was miserable. But it is much lighter than Director Liu, and fortunately Director Wu has a good temper. Later I described it to Brother Hao, He said he had never seen Director Wu get so angry." Tang Han put the peeled pomegranate into a small bowl and fed him another mouthful, "I think you deserve it."

Zhang Jike squeezed Tang Han's waist, yelled "Ah", almost dropped the bowl in his hand, and half the bowl of pomegranate fell off both of them. "Say it again? What about me?" Zhang Jike started to scare Tang Han again, and the latter hurriedly picked up pomegranates in the bowl, "Oh, don't... the juice will flow everywhere in a while, you wash the sheets?" Push him to hide.

Zhang Jike was still relentless, how much Tang Han hid, how much he leaned closer, "What are you talking about me? Answer me!" With a deliberately low voice and hands on his waist, Tang Han had nowhere to hide before going back I was about to fall, so I had to beg for mercy, "You are so good, you play so well, and you are so handsome, you see, I am really lucky!" Zhang Jike still bit the corner of Tang Han's mouth lightly as punishment.

Sitting up, Tang Han wiped the corners of his mouth in disgust, "Drool all over his face."

In the end, someone had to catch up and continue to slobber. Fortunately, Tang Han ran fast. However, of course, he didn't finish the game as a matter of course.

You ask how the harsh coach Zhang let go of fans with the surname Tang?

The following is a draft electronic version of the technical analysis:

The lips are soft, hot and smooth, and a little prickly because of the stubble.The person was too heavy, and I couldn't breathe when I jumped over it.The perfume smells so good, I really want to pounce on it.