"The grip used for serving in tennis is called the continental grip, with the base of the thumb perpendicular to the grip. When standing, your feet should be outside the baseline, facing the right net post, and standing sideways..."
Chen Ya listened carefully and benefited a lot.
Most of the postures he had learned from Gu Yuqing before were just force-generating techniques.
In fact, there are more details in tennis, such as gripping the racket, positioning... these are even more important than how to exert force.
"Stand with one foot at a 45-degree angle, and the other foot like this, and hold your hands like this..."
Gu Yuqing stood behind him and corrected his posture. After Chen Ya moved a few times, she became impatient and hugged him.
"Hold the racket like this, this hand should be like this..."
Chen Ya felt something soft against his back, and the girl's soft hand held his hand, and suddenly his mind went blank.
"Oh, why can't I bend it? Your body is so stiff..."
As Gu Yuqing was talking, she looked up at Chen Ya and found that he had a strange expression.
Only then did I realize that I was getting a little too close.
She took two steps back, moved a little further away, and said, "Do the serve motion I just told you to do again."
Chen Ya bent over and held the racket.
"Well, good, isn't this correct? What about the waiting action?"
Chen Ya bent over, holding the racket with both hands.
Gu Yuqing frowned.
"Can you please stand up straight and take a look?"
Chen Ya didn't move at all.
"Hello? Are you listening?"
"I'm listening," he said, breathing a little raggedly. "I suggest we just go straight to actual combat. I think we'll learn faster that way, and our movements can be gradually corrected through actual combat."
Gu Yuqing looked at him thoughtfully for a while, her eyes drifting back and forth over him.
First the lower body, then the upper body, then the lower body again, then the lower body again...
"Is it that serious?..." After saying that, Gu Yuqing's face also turned red.
When she was with Chen Ya, she seemed to blush easily.
"Come on, come on, let's have some practical lessons."
Gu Yuqing finally decided to let him go: "...Okay, let's go straight to the actual combat teaching."
Gu Yuqing shook her hair and walked to her own half of the court, feeling mixed emotions. Logically, she should have felt annoyed. But in reality, she didn't feel annoyed at all.
After thinking about it, a somewhat smug expression appeared on his face again.
It seems that there is nothing wrong with my charm.
Why are you pretending to be so cool? You're just pretending.
See, the body is honest.
…
…
After a few rounds, beads of sweat appeared on both of their bodies and their breathing became louder.
Chen Ya is a very good student. He absorbs all knowledge greedily like a sponge and puts it into practice as quickly as possible.
Gu Yuqing had never seen a player as insightful as him.
"If you had picked up tennis a few years earlier, your achievements would have been limitless. It feels like you were born to play this game," Gu Yuqing said, panting. "Did I say that?"
"I've already said that," Chen Ya placed the racket on the ground to support himself, "I want to say that you are also a very good teacher."
It is said that exercise is the best way to socialize. The atmosphere between the two is much better than before, and their conversation is gradually becoming normal.
Chen Ya has now learned to get along with Gu Yuqing in a normal manner.
Apart from the messy relationships between men and women, she can be a very good friend.
The premise is that she herself does not think in that direction.
"Take a break." Gu Yuqing came over, wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel, and drank water in big gulps.
Her neck was covered with fine beads of sweat, like dewdrops on young leaves.
Chen Ya sat on the ground, breathing the air greedily, trying to relax every muscle in his body.
Gu Yuqing stood next to him, her legs straight as two jade pillars.
Just when he was distracted, a half-dry, half-wet towel fell from the sky.
"Sorry, there's only one towel. Please make do with it."
There was an inexplicable smell on the towel. Chen Ya held the towel and smiled bitterly for a while, then said, "Thanks, but I'll just use my clothes to wipe it."
Gu Yuqing curled her lips, wanting to ridicule him for being so concerned about the distinction between men and women at this time, which was quite funny, but for some reason she couldn't say it out loud, as if she was being obsessed with it.
Chen Ya threw the towel on the chair and walked back, saying, "I still find it incredible that there is a tennis court in a residential building. Who came up with this?"
"I came up with this," Gu Yuqing said after finishing her water. "My boss built this because I wanted to play tennis."
“…As expected of you.”
"I'm almost the only one using it here, almost." said Gu Yuqing.
As if to please her, a neatly equipped man knocked on the door and walked into the venue, explaining to Chen Ya what "almost" meant by personal experience.
The person who came was a man with a business-style slicked-back hair, a straight body, and wearing a white sportswear. He looked sophisticated and you could tell at first glance that he was a rich man.
The man looked at Gu Yuqing, then at Chen Ya, and said with a faint smile: "What an unfortunate coincidence! We have a new guest."
Gu Yuqing said, "Hello, Brother Cai."
"Hello, Sister Gu."
The two of them looked very familiar. Chen Ya got up from the ground.
"This is Cai Zhenyi, President Cai," Gu Yuqing introduced the two, "and this is Chen Ya."
Cai Zhenyi walked over and extended his hand, his eyes fixed on Chen Ya: "Chen Ya, Mr. Chen?"
"Hello, but I'm not a boss."
Cai Zhenyi shook his hand firmly, patted his arm, turned to Gu Yuqing and said, "Is this the new star in the circle?"
Gu Yuqing had a smile on her face: "He's my friend."
"Friends, huh? Yeah, okay, okay."
Cai Zhenyi finally let go of his hand.
This person did not give Chen Ya a good first impression.
Although he appeared impeccable, enthusiastic and generous on the surface, Chen Ya always felt that there was something slightly thorny inside him.
It was as if his insides had rotted away, emitting an astonishing stench. His body was no longer able to cover up the smell, and a faint, barely detectable odor was uncontrollably leaking out.
It was this stench that Chen Ya smelled, but he couldn't find the source, which only made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Hello, hello. I've heard a lot about you." Chen Ya nodded.
"Have you heard of me for a long time?" Cai Zhenyi looked surprised.
"You used to work at... Donghuang Seven Stars Company, didn't you? I seem to have seen your name before," Chen Ya said calmly.
"Well, even you know me. That's great, very good." Cai Zhenyi nodded with a smile.
There's always something strange about the way he speaks, like he's hiding something and isn't saying it on purpose.
Chen Ya is a little annoying, but there is no reason to hate him.
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