Seeing that Ryoma was squirting like this, Xiaocha faced him with a serious face and said: "You squirt over such a trivial matter. If you don't have enough concentration to play tennis, you may encounter provocation from others at any time. You must always
Keep a calm mood at all times and don't let your mood swing too much. No, you must train well..." Xiaocha continued to ramble.
Ryoma consciously pulled down his hat. He was wandering in space and heard nothing. He continued to talk! Inaudible.
Xiaocha knew in her heart that Longma must not have listened to her blabbering at this moment, so she also stopped.
Ryoma continued to practice, while Xiaocha rolled the ball next to him like a cat.
After a long time, Xiaocha went to buy a few bottles of drinks again.
"Ryoma, I'll put the drinks here. I'm going somewhere first~" Xiaocha smiled, picked up his golf belt, and ran to the side.
Xiaocha walked to the street tennis court and glanced at it casually. Shockingly, no one appeared here. Xiaocha thought it might be more lively at night and shrugged casually. She found a wall, put down the tennis bag, and took out
ball and racket
Hitting back against the wall may be relatively tasteless, but Xiaocha really likes this way of playing. She hits the ball on that spot, and marks gradually appear on the wall.
Xiaocha smiled and started to control the speed of the ball. One ball was faster and the other was slower. A few people suddenly entered the street tennis court where there was no one there.
"Who is this boy? The ball lands at that exact spot. How amazing!"
"It's not just that, look at her. One ball is fast and the other is slow. She can't be an official player of any school!"
"Probably not, she looks very small, a first grader."
Xiaocha slowly raised her lips. Playing tennis has nothing to do with your height and age.