After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

Snapped.

A very standard tee shot from a professional game flew over with a crisp sound.

This ball was not difficult to hit. Lu Qingfeng judged the landing point and swung the racket hard. The badminton flew back in a parabola.

It’s really simple.

This thought just came into his mind.

chap!

A crisp sound tore through the air, and Liu Shuyao leaped high. The girl's figure in mid-air was like a fully drawn bow, her ponytail flying behind her head, and the racket in her hand swung out like a gust of wind.

The badminton that was hit flew back like a bullet.

Lu Qingfeng didn't even have time to adjust his racket before the badminton flew past him.

A front-facing smash.

He was in a daze.

So strong!

From extreme stillness to extreme movement, that instant of explosive power, even a badminton novice like him could see that this girl had extraordinary strength.

This is completely different from the badminton he is familiar with downstairs in the community.

"You're a professional, right?"

He put away the racket and couldn't help asking.

"Let me introduce myself again. I'm a provincial second-level badminton player."

"No wonder."

Lu Qingfeng said that this kind of ball skill can only be achieved by professional athletes.

"You're so boring, you're dragging me down like an amateur to bully people."

He put down the racket and didn't want to play anymore.

"Sorry, sorry, I really didn't have that idea. I mainly wanted to get to know Mr. Lu. I really like the stories you wrote."

Liu Shuyao quickly apologized with a smile.

Her smile is full of energy and gives people a very relaxing feeling.

Lu Qingfeng wasn't really angry about this.

"You're so grown up, and you still read fairy tales?"

"Yes, athlete training is very boring. You always have to find something else to relax."

Yes, life is full of disappointments, and everyone has their own way of relieving stress.

Just like many people like to use glue to relax their body and mind.

"continue."

He picked up the badminton.

"You still want to play?"

Liu Shuyao was surprised instead.

"I think badminton is quite suitable for me. It requires jumping and running, which is quite fitness-oriented."

Lu Qingfeng was telling the truth.

Compared to basketball, which requires more strenuous training, table tennis requires less exercise, and while badminton is much simpler, it also requires a lot of exercise.

"But you have to teach me."

"no problem."

The girl smiled brightly.

They started playing again, and during the process, Liu Shuyao began to teach him how to exert force and how to swing the racket.

"There are two ways to hold a badminton racket: the forehand grip and the backhand grip. Don't hold the racket with your whole hand."

"The forehand grip is mainly used for hitting the ball directly to the right side of the body and hitting the ball overhead. The palm rests on the handle, the three lower fingers are naturally closed, the index finger is slightly separated, and the base of the palm faces the narrow side of the handle."

"When you swing the racket, don't do it like you're swatting a fly. The racket should be upright. When you swing it, rotate your forearm inward to bring the racket back to square and hit the shuttlecock."

"Yes, that's it. Very good."

Liu Shuyao taught very attentively, and Lu Qingfeng also studied very seriously.

After playing three games in a row, Lu Qingfeng was exhausted and called for a timeout.

Liu Shuyao, who was in much better physical condition than him, walked over and said.

"You're making rapid progress. Are you interested in joining the badminton club?"

Lu Qingfeng kept waving his hands and took a deep breath before speaking.

"Forget it, it's okay as a hobby, but I can't do it professionally."

"Then are you still going to fight?"

Liu Shuyao didn't force it, raised her racket and said.

"Next time, my friend will come to see me later."

Lu Qingfeng estimated the time and refused.

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Xin and Lu Hui came over together.

"Afeng, let's go to the small auditorium."

Liu Shuyao's eyes lit up.

"Are you guys going to see the short film made by the film club? Can I come with you?"

"Let's go together."

Lu Qingfeng said indifferently and waved to the two people in the distance.

When Liu Xin and Lu Hui came over, they saw him standing with a girl and immediately started making faces at him.

He was too lazy to pay attention to these two idiots.

Liu Shuyao saw it, but didn't care, as she didn't mean that in the first place.

After handing the racket and ball to the club members, the four of them went to the small auditorium together. On the way, they met many people who were there to watch the short film.