The all-round academic master's girlfriend

"Oh, Lao Ma, look at you. You didn't even tell me in advance that you were going to visit your alma mater."

At the school gate, Zhang Kangcheng smiled and climbed onto his old friend's arm.

"Forget it, Principal Zhang. I'm not a big boss. What's there to report in advance?"

Ma Hui, who was being put his arm around his shoulders, was also in a good mood.

These two middle-aged friends used to be classmates who sat at the desks in front and behind each other at Jiangcheng Middle School.

Zhang Kangcheng, who came from a poor family, chose to study hard. Finally, his hard work paid off and he was admitted to a good university, and he became successful from then on.

With ten years left before retirement, he chose to return to Jiangcheng Middle School to serve as principal.

Ma Hui, whose family was considered wealthy at the time, was obviously not that studious.

Compared with boring studies, he prefers competitive sports and satisfies his competitive desire by competing with his opponents.

At that time, Chinese table tennis was not as invincible as it is now. The young Ma Hui even fantasized about playing for the national team and defeating those arrogant foreigners.

However, there is still a big gap between reality and dreams.

In reality, he just barely made it to the national team and failed to play as a starter.

Moreover, later on, when the Chinese table tennis team didn't need him anymore, they beat the foreigner.

However, even so, Ma Hui has made good achievements in the field of table tennis.

Even now that he has retired, he can still continue to train young people as the provincial team coach of Province S.

"To be honest, I came back to school today to look for a student."

"A student? A relative's child?"

Zhang Kangcheng knew that Ma Hui’s own grandson was still in elementary school and was studying in another place.

He was going to visit a student from Jiangcheng Middle School, so it was probably that a relative had asked him to help take care of the child.

"No, no, he's just a young man who plays table tennis well. I think he's quite talented."

"Haha, so you want to come back and poach our employees."

"Watch your choice of words, Lao Zhang. You're really telling students to poach someone else's skills."

"Okay, okay, if you want to recruit people, go ahead. As the principal, I won't accompany you."

After all, Zhang Kangcheng is the principal of Jiangcheng Middle School, and he has to establish some authority among the students.

It's not convenient to accompany Ma Hui when it comes to poaching people.

"Remember to call me when you're done. We can have a drink together tonight!"

"You can eat, but forget about drinking. I have gout."

"It's okay, just drink white wine, drink less."

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Zhu Bin walked towards the table where Tang Yuze and Xia Jinxi were sitting, and then asked, "Can I have one more?"

"you are?"

Tang Yuze looked at the boy who ran up to greet them and asked a question.

Does he know this guy?

"Don't get me wrong, I just wanted to play table tennis, but I didn't have any friends to play with, so..."

Zhubin sold out his good brother the dwarf in an instant.

"Oh, so you want to spar with me, right?"

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

To be honest, Zhu Bin didn't quite understand how to speak naturally at first to invite a stranger to compete with him.

But fortunately, Tang Yuze responded to his words.

"Then come and try it. Let me make it clear that I will not show mercy."

"It's okay, it's okay, please do your best."

Zhu Bin looked at Tang Yuze rubbing his hands ready to fight, thinking that this ignorant guy had taken the bait.

"What's your name?"

"Me? My name is Zhu Bin, and I'm from Class 5, Grade ."

"I'm Tang Yuze, Class 1, Grade ."

Tang Yuze? This name sounds familiar.

Oh, by the way, isn’t this the guy who’s number one in their grade?

After hearing Tang Yuze's name, Zhu Bin felt even more relieved.

A student like him certainly can't spare much time to play table tennis. At most, he can just play it as a hobby.

Although Zhu Bin is not a professional player, he has trained in a specialized training institution before.

Wouldn't it be easy to bully Tang Yuze, a newbie who plays basketball purely as a hobby?

"A standard 11-point win?"

"can."

"Who's going to serve first?"

"The ball is in your hands, you serve first."

Taking this opportunity, Zhu Bin stole another glance at Xia Jinxi who had put down her racket and walked to the edge of the table to watch their competition.

When I looked at her from a distance just now, I could only see the general outline of Xia Jinxi's face, but it was already stunning enough.

Now that he got closer, he found that the girl was even more beautiful than he had imagined, with not a single flaw on her delicate face.

Whose fairy is this?

When Tang Yuze noticed the look in this guy's eyes, he frowned unhappily.

He just discovered that this kid was full of lies.

First, he said that he came to the ping-pong table alone, without any friends.

But in fact, Tang Yuze already knew that the boy who was playing basketball with Zhu Bin just now was the short boy who was watching them from the other side.

Besides, how could a normal person come to the ping-pong table alone to play with strangers without a partner?

Secondly, this guy didn’t just want to compete with Tang Yuze.

It can be seen from his eyes just now that this boy has ulterior motives. He probably just wants to bully Tang Yuze and show off in front of a beautiful woman.

It’s a pity that he ran into a tough opponent this time.

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On the other side, Ma Hui was looking for the teaching building where the second grade of high school was located.

After all, he has graduated for so many years, and Jiangcheng Middle School has been renovated countless times, so it is normal for him to get lost.

However, there are still many things in this school that have not changed.

Things like the statue of great men outside the small garden and the small fountain at the entrance of the teaching building were all there when he was in school.

Following the signs on the road, Ma Hui finally arrived at the correct teaching building and walked all the way to the classroom of Class 1, Grade .

According to Ma Hui's observation, Tang Yuze should be a relatively low-key person who doesn't like to be too ostentatious.

It would be better to call him out secretly.

He originally wanted to wait and see outside, and then ask a classmate to help call Tang Yuze out when the class was over.

As a result, there was no one in the classroom of Class 1, Grade .

So Ma Hui took a look at the timetable posted behind the door and realized that this class for Class 1, Grade was a physical education class.

Then Tang Yuze should be on the playground at this moment...

What should I do? Should I wait for him at the classroom door, or go directly to the playground to find him?

After thinking for half a minute, Ma Hui decided to move to the playground.

Mainly, he also wanted to see how much the playground of Jiangcheng Middle School had been renovated compared to before.

"A standard 11-point win?"

"can."

"Who's going to serve first?"

"The ball is in your hands, you serve first."

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the playground, he saw Tang Yuze seemed to be competing with someone on the ping-pong table in the distance.

Ma Hui is a table tennis player after all. Even though he is over 40 years old now, he shows no signs of presbyopia and his eyesight is excellent.

Even though there were many people around the ping-pong table, it couldn't block his sharp sight.

It's just right, let him observe Tang Yuze's level again...