Financial freedom starts with the pursuit of a cool female doctor

Chapter 160 Will You Win?
There are eight courts in the badminton hall, and each court can accommodate two people playing at the same time, so this round will not take too long.

Zhuo Tong was stared at by many people with eyes that seemed to say "hatred for killing his father and stealing his wife," and was dragged by Han Qi to one of the venues.

The two players stood on opposite sides of the service line, one on the left and one on the right.

Unfortunately, on the opposite sideline, it was Zhao Dahai, that scoundrel, who was in charge of tallying their scores.

The little incident just now did not affect Zhuo Tong and Han Qi's performance at all.

But it had been too long since I'd played badminton, so I was still a little unfamiliar with distance, force, and angle.

The first ball went a little too far, bouncing just outside the target point. Looks like I'll have to hold back a bit next time.

The second ball was a little closer than before, almost reaching the target point.

With one near and one far serve, Zhuo Tong roughly understood the force and angle needed to score, and then it was just a matter of serving again and again.

There were a total of twenty chances in the second round. Apart from the first two shots to test the waters, the next eighteen shots were won easily without any surprises.

However, Han Qi next to him was even more impressive, hitting all twenty balls precisely to the target point.

"How about that? Pretty impressive, huh? I told you, today I'll show you what I'm made of!"

"You know, no one in the entire badminton club can beat me yet. Let's see how I perform in the third round."

Han Qi felt that his desire to win was inexplicably stronger than before today, and after thinking about it, he realized:
It turned out that after getting drunk that night, she had given up because she tried to tickle Zhuo Tong but failed to make him laugh.

Then he continued to bully her severely, and she held a grudge about this defeat.

Once she was fully sober, she realized how stupid she had been. It was such a small thing, but it resulted in Zhuo Tong bullying her so much that she couldn't even walk steadily the next day.

Not worth it at all.

But a loss is a loss, even if it's just rock-paper-scissors, it's still the first defeat of my life.

Stand at attention when you are beaten.

To save face in front of my best friend, I have to win today!

As he was thinking, Han Qi suddenly became incredibly excited, as if he had been injected with adrenaline.

Zhuo Tong was used to her erratic and impulsive personality and found it unsurprising, as were Zhao Dahai and the other members of the department.

As for Zhao Dahai, his expression turned serious after watching all of Zhuo Tong's serves:

"No way...could he really be a badminton expert?"

If juggling a ball is just about having good control and balance, then you can tell from every serve that even if he had never studied badminton, he is still an absolute genius.

With only the first two attempts, and then every subsequent one, he was already second in the entire competition, only behind Han Qi's twenty perfect scores.

Some of the new badminton players who participated in the competition, even those who had played badminton for two or three years before, could not reach his level of consistency.

"He's definitely bluffing. We'll see how good he really is when the match starts."

"Why are you staring at me like that? Your serious expression is a little scary."

When Zhao Dahai came to his senses, Zhuo Tong was already standing in front of him, her expression a mix of amusement and curiosity.

"What's it to you? If you want to participate in the competition, hurry up and get to the venue. What are you doing standing here blocking my view?"

"But Han Qi told me that she and I were competing in this very spot."

As Zhuo Tong spoke, he pointed to the ground with his finger.

On the floor of the badminton hall, each court has a corresponding number mark, placed slightly outside the doubles boundary. Zhao Dahai is currently standing on the circular mark marked with the number "8".

Zhao Dahai quickly took a step back and looked around. It was indeed the competition venue that had been assigned to them at the very beginning of the event.

So, forcing himself to keep his face as red as a boiled shrimp, he silently retreated to the wall of the badminton hall and stood with the other referees.

"Brother Zhao, who exactly is that guy?"

A sophomore, a year younger than Zhao Dahai, quietly leaned closer and whispered a question:
"I don't know, but he claims to be Han Qi's cousin, but he doesn't seem like it to me. Han Qi is just playing along with him to lie."

"Cousin? Absolutely not. I think they're practically holding hands and playing badminton together. They look so lovey-dovey."

The second-year student pursed his lips and pointed his chin in the direction of Zhuo Tong and Han Qi.

At this moment, the two of them are assigning positions for doubles.

"Although the two members on the other side are both freshmen in the same year as me, they have been playing badminton since junior high school, and their strength should not be underestimated."

"If the opponent were them, it might be a little tricky."

Han Qi took a step back and chose to stand in the backcourt.

“I understand their playing style. You are responsible for net play on the left frontcourt, and I will organize the attack and create scoring opportunities on the right backcourt.”

"We'll decide based on the situation. We can help each other with defense and rotate players. The first few games are just for practicing our teamwork."

"However, I believe in our understanding, and there definitely won't be any problems."

Han Qi patted his chest:
"Even if we lose, I will stand up for you, don't worry."

Zhuo Tong looked at Han Qi, and the other person's image inexplicably became taller and more imposing in her eyes.

It was as if she were a reliable and trustworthy older sister figure.

If I were a girl or a more delicate boy, I might really be influenced by her highly infectious personality and become a loyal follower.

No wonder the entire badminton club was completely smitten with her.

When Han Qi first arrived at the badminton hall and ran towards him, almost all the male members of the team were staring intently at her.

My good buddy is really a heartthrob.

However, in the previous two games, he only managed to get second place overall, which allowed Han Qi to steal the spotlight.

Now that I've finally warmed up and regained my old touch, it would be a bit boring to just let myself be a passive winner.

I'm not the kind of person who likes to be a kept man or be protected and pampered by women.

So Zhuo Tong grabbed Han Qi's outstretched hand and gently pulled her into his arms:
"I'll leave the frontcourt to you, and I'll take over the backcourt to hit high clears and smashes."

"But...you haven't played badminton in a long time, are you sure you'll be okay?"

Han Qi looked at Zhuo Tong with a slightly worried expression.

Although I really enjoyed the time I spent competing with my good buddies, I also really wanted that commemorative medal.

So she couldn't help but ask:
"Will you win?"

“It’s a guaranteed win.”

(End of this chapter)