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Chapter 159 Head-on Confrontation
Unlike juggling balls such as ping pong balls or soccer balls, which are perfectly round and produce the same effect no matter which side you hit, this ball is a juggling ball.

Although the shuttlecock begins to fall immediately after rising to the top, you need to wait for it to rotate 180 degrees before you can hit it again.

Even so, Zhuo Tong managed to jolt nearly eighty times in one minute by compressing the flight process.

It may not be the most, but it's something most people would find hard to achieve.

Even in the final exam of the elective badminton class, he had already exceeded the full score.

Zhao Dahai was also surprised to find that Zhuo Tong's basic skills in badminton were so solid, probably much better than many enthusiasts.

But after thinking about it, I felt relieved.

Judging from the obvious training marks on Zhuo Tong's arms, his arm strength is definitely far beyond that of ordinary people, so his grip on the racket is naturally more stable.

Besides, it's just juggling a ball; it doesn't necessarily prove he's a good badminton player.

And he's not even as erratic as Han Qi next door.

Zhao Dahai nodded in satisfaction; he had mastered the art of mental victory.

In a sense, he is now hardly prone to emotional distress; no matter how much he suffers setbacks or frustrations, he can always find reasons to comfort himself.

After the first round, Zhuo Tong twisted his wrists; he had just gotten up and spent a full hour working out his upper body at the gym.

Especially in my arms, I always feel a soreness and discomfort.

"Less than eighty... I'm still a little rusty. After all, I haven't played badminton since graduating from university, except when I'm with clients."

Unlike Zhuo Tong's composure and calmness, Han Qi's reaction was much more emotional. After juggling the ball, she raised her racket high and cheered loudly:

"Eighty! We've definitely secured first place in the first round!"

Seeing her confident demeanor, Zhuo Tong couldn't help but ask:
How do you know that eighty people can get first place?

"Hehe, let me tell you a secret, our badminton club had already rehearsed once before today's school anniversary celebration started."

"Everyone tried juggling the ball for a minute, and the highest score I achieved was 71 juggles in a minute, except for me."

"If I wasn't worried that you wouldn't get that many, I wouldn't have gotten eighty. Don't hold me back."

"By the way, buddy, how many did you bounce?"

Zhuo Tong thought for a moment:
"Not as many as you, only seventy-eight."

Upon hearing this number, Han Qi's expression of surprise and astonishment was noticeably stronger than before:
"What do you mean 'just'! You have too many. I only had seventy-six during the rehearsal. This time it was just a pure explosion."

"Dude, you're not a badminton pro, are you? How many years have you been playing?"

Han Qi was surprised that Zhuo Tong was not only better than him in fitness, but also played badminton so well.

The more I think about it, the more I realize that the two of them are really compatible, as they have similar skills and interests.

Maybe if we chat a little longer, we can find a sworn brotherhood in the Peach Garden.

Seeing that he was older than me, I decided to reluctantly become his second brother!
"I haven't learned badminton much. I only played a few times with my sister when I was little, and I haven't played much since I went to college."

Zhuo Tong thought about it carefully and realized that he had never studied systematically; he had only learned by playing.

Alternatively, you can watch those who play well, imitate their movements and playing styles, and integrate them into your own style.

"Good, good, good. We actually found a good badminton prospect today. You should take the college entrance exam next month and go back to Shenzhen University. Then join our badminton club and be my junior."

After saying that, Han Qi couldn't help but laugh. "Please spare me, I graduated from high school eight years ago, and you expect me to meet the entrance exam score for Shenzhen University in just one month?"

"I believe in you. You're so good at badminton, you'll definitely be good at your studies too!"

But to everyone's surprise, Zhao Dahai, who had been quietly acting as referee, suddenly spoke up:
"Junior Han, it's just juggling a ball, what's so great about that?"

If Zhao Dahai had some doubts about Zhuo Tong's badminton skills, after hearing him say that he hadn't played much, he became even more convinced of his own thoughts.

"I bounced seventy-one times during rehearsals, but this has nothing to do with badminton technique."

"Besides, you know he works out, so isn't it normal for him to have stable control of the racket?"

If Zhuo Tong really were Han Qi's cousin, Zhao Dahai would never have said such a thing.

He's not stupid, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to get into Shenzhen University.

To be honest, Zhao Dahai only believed that Zhuo Tong was Han Qi's cousin when he first met him.

I was so excited at the time that I didn't notice many details.

But now, looking back more closely, it's becoming clearer that their relationship at the time didn't seem like that of siblings.

Even when Han Qi saw Zhuo Tong, and when Zhuo Tong called out "sister," a clear look of surprise appeared on her face.

How could that be the expression that siblings would show when they meet? It's obviously not.

However, their relationship is now much better than that of strangers, and they get along just as well as Han Qi does with other members, without any special treatment.

To be honest, for Han Qi to put aside his departmental work and choose to compete with Zhuo Tong, he is indeed far ahead of others.

"Damn it, I was here first."

Zhuo Tong and Han Qi both put away their playful intentions and turned to look at Zhao Dahai.

Han Qi's expression clearly turned serious. After all, he couldn't just stand by and watch Zhao Dahai belittle his good friend like that.

"What Senior Zhao said is wrong. He's someone who hasn't played badminton much, but he juggles the shuttlecock more than Senior Zhao."

"Is Senior Zhao going to admit that after playing badminton for so many years, he still doesn't have as much racket control as him?"

After hearing Han Qi's rather forceful rebuttal, Zhao Dahai nearly coughed up blood, inwardly cursing:

"Are you kidding me? If I admit that my basic skills are not as good as his, where would I put my face?"

Zhuo Tong never expected that Han Qi would have such a tough side.

She appears to be gentle, generous, and optimistic, but she will also stand up for her friends.

He's a character!

Han Qi wanted to retaliate further, but then he heard Zhao Dahai, the referee, deliberately interrupt their conversation with a cough that cleared his throat.
"Cough cough!"

"Please refrain from horseplay. We are about to begin the second event of the day: the fixed-point serve."

Feeling a bit embarrassed, they quickly changed the subject.

"Okay, Senior Zhao, we'll head over now."

Han Qi didn't give Zhao Dahai a friendly look and turned to leave with Zhuo Tong.

(End of this chapter)