"Which one do you want to use, the one that costs three thousand or the one that costs three hundred?" Han Chen asked.

Zhou Mo was stunned for a moment, his eyes cast on the racket in Han Chen's hand, and he exclaimed: "Your racket is three thousand?"

"What else?" Han Chen said as he opened the jacket containing the racket.

Zhou Mo looked at him unhappily, "Have you forgotten your current situation? You're heavily in debt, yet you still bought such an expensive racket."

"It's not mine, it's Liang Dongyan's." Han Chen said.

"..." Zhou Mo thought, as long as I don't spend any money, it's fine.

The two went to the locker room and changed into light sportswear.

Zhou Mo felt a little uncomfortable when he came out of the locker room.

She doesn't exercise much, and it's even more unlikely that she would buy sportswear.

The sports shirt I am wearing now was bought for the students sent by the college to participate in the parade when I was in graduate school.

The person in charge of organizing this work at the time deliberately chose square-necked T-shirts with a waistline and hot pants, saying that they wanted to show the beauty of women's sports and youth.

Overall, there is nothing wrong with it. On the contrary, it fits well and outlines Zhou Mo's figure in detail.

It’s these hot pants - Zhou Mo has rarely worn pants this short.

Zhou Zheng has been strict with her since she was a child. When she goes out, whether it is a skirt or pants, she must not wear anything above the knees.

Of course, there are not so many requirements at home.

Han Chen came out of the locker room and his eyes were instantly attracted by two white and delicate legs.

Zhou Mo is so white, from head to toe, so white that she glows.

"Don't you want to tie your hair up?" Han Chen reminded.

"Oh, yes," Zhou Mo turned and went to the locker room again, her hair circle was still there.

Han Chen said behind her: "I'll wait for you at the stadium."

Zhou Mo tied her hair and returned to the badminton court.

Han Chen is soloing with the wall.

He served with his forehand, and the badminton lost most of its elasticity when it hit the wall, and fell back loosely. He swung his long arm heavily and hit the badminton against the wall again, then switched hands and hit each several times.

Realizing Zhou Mo's arrival, he didn't swing his racket at the last moment, but reached out to catch the ball.

"Can you serve?" Han Chen walked over.

"No." Zhou Mo answered truthfully.

"You've never taken physical education?"

"I haven't had a physical education class in years..."

"My teacher taught me this in high school, but I can't remember it?"

"..." Zhou Mo had no recollection of this at all, "Maybe... he skipped class."

When she was in high school, she would run to the playground to watch others play basketball. She had no recollection that her teacher had ever taught her badminton.

"Come here, I'll teach you." Han Chen said.

Zhou Mo approached, Han Chen stood behind her and handed her the racket. She held the racket handle, and Han Chen's big hand held her hand again.

He held the badminton in his other hand, placing it upright in front of Zhou Mo, and gestured with the hand holding the racket a few times, "This is a forehand serve."

Then he placed the ball in front of Zhou Mo, "This is a backhand."

He let go, swung his racket with Zhou Mo, and sent the ball out.

"It's quite simple and doesn't feel difficult," Zhou Mo said.

Han Chen smiled without saying anything, walked to the badminton racket, gently hooked the racket, and the badminton was picked up. He reached out to catch it.

He handed the racket to Zhou Mo and took another one for himself.

"Try two rounds."

Zhou Mo couldn't wait and walked to the other half of the badminton court.

Han Chen first demonstrated his serve to Zhou Mo, serving a very ordinary backhand ball. The badminton flew over the block. Zhou Mo aimed, swung the racket, and hit the ball over.

Han Chen acted as a sparring partner and accepted a few of the calls in a standard manner.

When Zhou Mo received the ball, she suddenly had a bad idea. Seeing that there was a lot of space on Han Chen's left side, she swung her racket and hit the ball to the left.

Han Chen knew what Zhou Mo wanted to do at a glance, and he returned to defense in time and hit the ball back. Of course, he didn't use much strength.

Seeing that her plan failed, Zhou Mo was distracted for a moment and didn't react. The ball went over the net and she didn't catch it.

"Be serious." Han Chen said.

Zhou Mo thought to himself, why isn't she serious anymore?

This time she changed to serving with her forehand, and she used a lot of strength to serve the ball out as if to vent her anger.

Han Chen reacted quickly, bent down and gently lifted the ball over the block.

Zhou Mo rushed to the net and swung his racket quickly, but he was half a beat too slow and missed the ball.

Han Chen saw that she couldn't keep up with the rhythm, "I'll serve."

He was going to play badminton, just like before, with a backhand serve, which was standard.

Zhou Mo learned his lesson and did not act out of turn. He carefully received Han Chen's ball and practiced his touch.

When it was almost time, Zhou Mo took the initiative to ask to increase the difficulty.

Han Chen: "Then I'll put in some more effort."

Zhou Mo was hot from running and was breathing heavily. He saw that Han Chen was fine, his face was not red and he was not breathing hard.

She couldn't help but be curious, "How much strength did you use when you fought with your female classmates before?"

"You want to try it?"

Zhou Mo nodded, "A little curious."

"Stand back," Han Chen commanded.

Zhou Mo took a few steps back.

"Further on." Han Chen said.

Zhou Mo kept backing away.

Han Chen saw that the distance was about right, "Stop, just stand there. Get ready, catch the ball."

Han Chen took a few steps back, threw the ball away slightly, swung his right hand hard, and the ball shot straight towards Zhou Mo's face like a rocket.

Zhou Mo was in a panic and swung her racket quickly, barely blocking the ball. However, the force and angle were totally wrong, and she grabbed the ball and slammed it to the ground.

"You really are..." Zhou Mo finally saw Han Chen's ability, "You are not soft-hearted at all."

If Han Chen hadn't instructed her to stand there, she probably wouldn't have been able to touch the ball that Han Chen sent her.

"It's boring to fight someone who can't fight. I want to finish it quickly and not waste time."

Zhou Mo ran to pick up the ball, "I can't play either. What? Do you still want to bully me?"

Han Chen smiled and said, "Except you. As long as you are happy, I will let you have as many balls as you want."

Zhou Mo suppressed the smile on his lips and said, "Okay, then you stand there and don't move. I'll serve the ball, and you can only receive it where you are."

"Okay," Han Chen agreed.

How could Zhou Mo miss the opportunity to "bully" Han Chen?

She served the ball, trying to hit it as far as possible. Han Chen couldn't reach it and could only pick up the ball from the ground.

Outside the basketball court.

Several people's attention was attracted by the scene on the badminton court.

"Hey, is that Han Chen from your department?" Teacher Wang nudged Duan Feng. "Isn't he always stern and silent?"

Duan Feng took a sip of water and fixed his eyes on the two people on the badminton court.

"Who is the woman with Han Chen?" he asked.

"His wife, you haven't seen her?" Teacher Wang was surprised.

Duan Feng frowned, "I haven't heard of it."

"You're all from the same department, and you don't even know?"

"I went to a grassroots hospital for consultation some time ago, and I haven't heard much about Han Chen."

"So that's how it is," Teacher Wang said. "But... isn't it rumored that Xu Qingli from your department is a couple with him?"

Duan Feng's eyes dimmed, "I don't know."

Teacher Wang: "Everyone in the school knows about this, how come you haven't heard of it?"

Duan Feng raised his head and drank the remaining half bottle of mineral water. "It's my turn now. Let's go."

"Hey..." Teacher Wang didn't stop.

Duan Feng came on the court and replaced his teammates.