After eating a full meal, Xu Youyu went to the bathroom to take a shower, and Ying Chanxi followed Li Luo into the bedroom, watching him code and chatting.

Originally, Ying Chanxi was too embarrassed to disturb his work.

But after Li Luo's memory palace started functioning, even chatting with Ying Chanxi would not delay him in coding, which was quite convenient.

"Remember to remind Zhusheng about tomorrow's game." Ying Chanxi said with a very serious face, "Don't let her give me water, just fight normally."

"I know." Li Luo nodded, then smiled, "But don't be too serious when the time comes, and don't be too eager to win. After all, you have both advanced now, and winning or losing tomorrow won't matter much. I really want to

We have to decide the outcome seriously, and it won’t be too late to wait until we reach the final.”

Ying Chanxi nodded to express understanding, but he didn't know what she was actually thinking.

After Xu Youyu finished taking a bath, it was Yingchanxi's turn to take a bath.

Watching Ying Chanxi walk into the bathroom, Xu Youyu slipped into Li Luo's bedroom and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Help me blow dry my hair."

"Don't you usually blow it yourself?"

"Occasionally, you want a boy to stroke your hair." Xu Youyu sat down on Li Luo's lap, "Do you want to blow?"

"Blow, blow, blow! You get up first." Li Luo quickly surrendered and let Xu Youyu stand up. He immediately gave up his seat and let Xu Youyu sit on the chair. He took out the hair dryer and helped her dry her hair.

After finishing the work, Xu Youyu didn't bother him much. After all, she had to be busy coding. After thanking him, she slipped back to her bedroom.

When Ying Chanxi returned to Li Luo's bedroom after taking a bath, he saw the hair dryer on the table and immediately smiled: "I feel very conscious today. The hair dryer is all ready."

When Li Luo heard what Ying Chanxi said, he coughed a little guiltily, then asked her to sit on his chair and silently turned on the hair dryer.

"Why does it smell like shampoo?"

"Is there any? It's your own."

"Yeah..."

…

Friday, April 17th.

After a day of fermentation, the news that girls one or two seniors were about to compete on the badminton court quickly spread throughout the school.

As Ying Chanxi, who has long been ranked number one in the first grade of high school, everyone basically knows her after a long time because she attends the flag-raising ceremony and speaks on behalf of the first grade students almost every week.

Especially for those who have seen Ying Chanxi up close in school, it is difficult not to be attracted by her sweet and lovely face.

As for Yan Zhusheng, she was not well-known when she first started school in high school, but she became a blockbuster at the opening ceremony of the sports meeting.

Her waist-length hair was flowing, her resonant singing voice lingered for a long time, her tall and slender figure, and her delicate and picturesque cheeks all left a deep impression on the whole school.

As for why two people draw each other, the reason is very simple.

Because that’s the rule of the Swiss wheel.

Only those with the same winning points will face each other.

Of the 64 contestants, after four rounds of competition, there are only four who can maintain a four-game winning streak.

It's not unusual for two people to collide in the fifth game.

"Is it almost o'clock? It's time to watch Yan Zhusheng's game."

After class in the evening, the students in the class went to the cafeteria to have dinner first. After seeing that it was almost time, they all walked towards the playground together.

At this moment, the game on Court No. 5 has not yet finished, and many people from Class 8 have already taken their positions in advance, led by Zhu Yufei, who is waiting quietly beside them.

The same was true for the class next door. Liu Shaowen took the lead, and about ten people took their positions in advance.

Each side brought a group of people to stand on the sidelines. The two girls who were playing on the court suddenly became nervous. They looked around at the situation and were a little confused, wondering why they were so popular all of a sudden.

As a result, when the game was over and Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng appeared on the sidelines, the two girls suddenly realized that they were not here to watch their game.

But after I came to my senses, I suddenly felt a little depressed. But when I saw Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng, I could only swallow this depression.

"Come on Zhusheng!" Xu Yinghuan stood on the sidelines and shouted to Yan Zhusheng on the court.

Qiao Xinyan on the opposite side was not to be outdone. She smiled and shouted to Ying Chanxi: "Come on Xixi!"

Because the previous game ended relatively quickly, the time had just reached half past five.

The physical education teacher saw how lively the surroundings were, so he happily took his time and let them warm up first before starting.

At this time, Li Luo was standing on one side of the block, with his two feet exactly halfway apart, one on the left half and one on the right half, evenly divided.

When Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng walked to the sidelines, Li Luo took out the drinks, opened them for them and handed them over.

After taking a sip of the drink, Yan Zhusheng returned the drink to Li Luo, then squatted down and rolled up his trouser legs with a serious look on his face.

The Yingchan River on the other side also follows the same example.

I have to say that girls with rolled up trouser legs are really good-looking and have a different kind of sporty aesthetic.

Originally, the school pants of Attached No. 1 Middle School were of a very loose style, and it was almost impossible to tell what a girl’s leg shape was like when wearing them.

At this time, the two people rolled up their trouser legs at the same time, immediately attracting the attention of countless people around them.

Yan Zhusheng is tall and slender, and her long legs are also in perfect golden proportion. After rolling up her trouser legs, her calves are slender and slender, as if they can be held with one hand.

Ying Chanxi's calves are relatively short, but her calves are very cute, and her skin is milky white, making people want to pinch them.

Today, Ying Chanxi did not leave her long hair loose, nor did she simply tie it up. Instead, for the convenience of exercise, she directly made a bun, exposing her fair neck.

Yan Zhusheng wore her usual high ponytail. When she picked up her badminton racket and walked into the court, her ponytail was slapping her back, which looked very interesting.

"So who does the squad leader support today?" Zhu Yufei smiled and walked towards Li Luo and hugged his neck.

Li Luo turned to look at him with a speechless expression, and then quickly pushed him away: "You talk so much, can't you wait quietly for the game to start?"

"I'm just asking." Zhu Yufei chuckled.

Zhang Guohuang on the side also snickered and said: "We have to understand, after all, one side is a dear cousin, the other side is a dear deskmate, and the palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, so they must support each other!"

"Indeed, that's the truth." Zhu Yufei patted Li Luo's shoulder hard, "You all have to support me!"

As he said this, Lin Yuan and Fang Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the other people in Class 8 also looked at them strangely.

Li Luo glanced at the classmates in his class. He always felt that there was something in their words and their eyes were strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange about them.

At this time, the physical education teacher had already blown the whistle, signaling Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng to get ready.

So Li Luo couldn't think about that much for the time being, and immediately turned his head to look at the court, concentrating on preparing to watch the game.

Because it is still the Swiss round of the preliminary round, the outcome of this game is still determined by 15 points.

However, both of them have now won all four matches and have no worries about advancing, so there is no tense atmosphere among the students from Class 1 and Class 8 on the sidelines.

On the contrary, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng, who were on the court, both had their expressions serious, their eyes fell on each other, and they silently squeezed the rackets in their hands.

For the first ball, the ball is in Ying Chanxi's hands.

The badminton in his hand was lightly tossed, and Ying Chanxi hooked his racket, quickly hitting it diagonally in the opposite direction.

Yan Zhusheng has indeed rich experience in playing ball. Almost as soon as Ying Chanxi's racket touched the badminton, she had already subconsciously judged the landing point of the ball, ran quickly, and then hit back.

Probably because the game had just begun, Yan Zhusheng's counterattack was not very fierce, and the two people immediately fought back and forth.

Just the first ball was caught back and forth more than a dozen times. In the end, because of Yan Zhusheng's superior skills, he quickly smashed the ball in front of the net, so that Ying Chanxi didn't even react, and the ball had already hit the ground.

When the students in Class 8 saw Yan Zhusheng winning the ball, they burst into cheers.

"Zhusheng, you are so good!" Xu Yinghuan laughed and shouted from the sidelines, and said to Li Luo with a smile, "Squad leader, Zhusheng has won the game, why don't you say anything."

Li Luo twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at Xu Yinghuan, and signaled her not to make trouble.

While Ying Chanxi, who was losing on the court, picked up the badminton on the ground, he subconsciously glanced at Li Luo outside the court.

When she saw him secretly giving her a thumbs up as a sign of encouragement, Ying Chanxi pursed her lips and felt a little better. She immediately regained her confidence and her eyes gradually became firmer.

Soon, Yingchanxi recovered one point.

The two girls were fighting back and forth on the field, and more and more spectators gathered around them and they were enjoying themselves.

Especially when the two of them are running on the court, their beautiful calf muscles reveal their graceful lines, and they look full of youthful vitality.

In the middle of the fight, Ying Chanxi was already sweating on his forehead, and the strands of hair on his cheeks were stuck to his face due to sweat, giving him a different kind of beauty.

Yan Zhusheng on the other side has preserved her physical strength well. She only seems to be panting slightly. Her high ponytail keeps dancing as she runs. You can feel the vitality just by looking at her.

I have to say that Ying Chanxi is actually pretty awesome.

Although it was obvious that there was still a slight gap between Yan Zhusheng and Yan Zhusheng, they still worked hard to catch up to 10-7.

Unfortunately, Yan Zhusheng had no intention of giving up. After the halfway point, she began to exert her strength, and the score soon reached 14-9.

Ying Chanxi gritted his teeth and worked hard to score another point, reaching 14-10.

But on the last ball, Yan Zhusheng first hit a high kick and then hit the ball in front of the net.

Ying Chanxi hurriedly rushed to the net to save the ball and lifted it high.

But Yan Zhusheng was already waiting there. With a light jump, he struck out with the racket in his hand, and then made a swift smash, hitting the ball diagonally towards the back of Yingchan River.

Seeing this scene, Ying Chanxi's heart beat violently, and almost subconsciously, he turned his steps and ran diagonally backwards.

Probably because he wanted to win so much, seeing that he couldn't touch the ball, Ying Chanxi made a leap directly towards the badminton landing. The racket in his hand barely caught the ball, but he didn't have the strength to hit it.
To be continued...