The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

ten o'clock.

The quarterfinals will be played simultaneously on four courts.

As usual, Feng Zhiqiang will still be the main player.

Even when facing the previous champion, his heart was not stirred.

Teacher Lu once told him: Your future is not here. You can be proud, but you can't be overly proud.

Regardless of who his opponent is, he has only one goal.

Defeat him!

"The match begins!" the referee announced.

The coach from the sports school's expression changed from serious to grim, and then to relieved.

We still lost.

In men's singles, Feng Zhiqiang achieved a score of 21:12.

The girls' singles school team won.

Feng Zhiqiang once again carried the team to victory in the mixed doubles.

The sports school failed and was eliminated in the quarterfinals, while Yucai successfully advanced to the semifinals.

"Sigh, I guess I'll just have to wait for the solo session."

"Actually, I thought about it before the competition: I don't think I can win the individual championship."

"...Sigh, never mind, let's just take second place then."

"But Li Jiahao from No. 4 Middle School also performed very well..."

"Don't say anything, what if!"

Coach Hong smiled broadly.

Ah, we've finally reached the semifinals!

They even beat the last champion, so they can't laugh too arrogantly, or they'll get beaten up.

The morning's matches have ended.

Lunch break consisted of boxed lunches as usual, and I rested for an hour.

The semi-finals will begin in the afternoon.

Li Jiahao was frustrated; he wasn't having much luck.

Yucai High School vs. No. 4 High School.

A classic reborn.

Feng Zhiqiang and Li Jiahao will play again.

Li Jiahao wanted to say something, but remembering Feng Zhiqiang's thunderous remarks earlier, he kept quiet and simply nodded to say hello.

Throughout the competition, Li Jiahao felt something was off. He felt he had performed exceptionally well, with many details even better than during training.

But they still lost. Was it impossible to defeat them even after giving it their all?

hateful!

On the other side, the provincial experimental team also won and advanced to the finals.

Fourth High School can only compete with the remaining regular high school for third and fourth place.

3 PM.

The final match has begun.

The Provincial Experimental School is under immense pressure. Their opponent, Yucai School, has never lost a single game. It's really strange. If we weren't all students, we would really think that some professional had come down to smurf.

Feng Zhiqiang took a few deep breaths to suppress the excitement in his heart.

Be steady, cautious, and perform diligently!

...

An hour later, the referee announced the end of the match.

"The team competition final has ended, with Yucai High School winning 2-1!"

Feng Zhiqiang held his racket, watching his teammates cheer in the rest area.

The first race on the road to my dream.

Won!

……

On the other side, Yucai High School.

Class 25's physical education class is almost over.

Geng Zeqin was to supervise the next self-study period, which Lu Qian had arranged in advance for discussion or homework.

Some students changed seats so that it would be easier for them to explain the problems.

For example, Xie Tianming and Xi Wenjing.

Yang Xueting, who returned to the classroom early, helplessly sorted out her homework. "I should suggest to Teacher Lu that you two become deskmates."

"No, I'll miss you, Xueting~" Xi Wenjing chuckled and hugged her friend's arm.

...

"Walk?"

"Walk."

Liu Mingchao and Xie Tianming went to the toilet, their foreheads covered in sweat.

The school bell rang, and the two hurriedly ran upstairs.

On the floor of Class 25, someone spilled some water. Xie Tianming ran over, slipped, and fell into a split, losing control of his body. A soft "sizzling" sound followed.

After a flurry of gestures, Xie Tianming managed to stay upright and steady against the wall.

"Holy crap, he didn't fall! He can get back up and unleash a combo! Isn't that awesome?!"

"Damn, wait a minute."

Liu Mingchao seemed to have seen something unusual and burst out laughing. "Xie Tianming, why don't you look down and take a look?"

"what?"

"Your pants."

Xie Tianming was stunned. He looked down and his expression changed drastically. He immediately grabbed the inside of his school uniform pants with both hands.

"Holy crap, how did the crotch rip?"

I moved too much just now and accidentally tore my pants in the crotch area; the tear extends all the way to my knee.

Liu Mingchao laughed so hard he could hardly breathe, "So handsome, so handsome!"

Fortunately, they weren't far from the classroom. Liu Mingchao grinned like a fool, while Xie Tianming, bent over and clutching his pants, took small, laborious steps back to the classroom.

"Brother Chao, don't tell anyone!" These were the last words he said before entering the classroom.

After entering the classroom, Xie Tianming crouched down and hurried to his seat.

Because Yang Xueting had already thoughtfully changed seats in advance, he had no choice but to sit next to Xi Wenjing. Once he sat down, he could no longer stand up.

Xi Wenjing was reading a book when she saw his bewildered expression and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing...don't look at me!" Xie Tianming said softly.

Xi Wenjing: "?"

Who wants to see you!

But the more she heard this, the more curious she became.

How did a PE class turn out like this?

Why are you holding onto your pants?

A bold idea flashed through my mind like lightning.

"You...you're not going to wet your pants, are you?" Xi Wenjing asked with a strange expression.

"ah?!"

Before Xie Tianming could speak, Yang Xueting, who was sitting at the table behind him, was startled and immediately became anxious.

"You wet your pants! Don't sit in my seat!"

Xie Tianming nearly caught his breath, gritting his teeth and growling, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't!"

"Then why are you pulling at your pants?" Xi Wenjing asked, completely bewildered.

Later, Liu Mingchao, who had been listening intently to these words, laughed until his stomach hurt, and couldn't help but burp several times.

The other students around them cast puzzled glances at them.

Xie Tianming's face turned green.

"Xi Wenjing, you're usually quite quiet, but you're showing your true colors now!"

However, if he doesn't explain, who knows what kind of rumors will spread.

"My pants really did rip! Don't talk nonsense."

"Oh……"

Xi Wenjing's expression was sarcastic; she had already noticed that Xie Tianming's trouser seam at the knee was ripped.

Xie Tianming looked around. The most urgent thing now was to sew up his pants quickly, otherwise how would he get home tonight?

Especially in this weather, it's so chilly my thighs are freezing!

"Xi Wenjing, do you have a needle and thread?"

"No, who brings that thing to school?"

"Yang Xueting, do you have a needle and thread?"

"Would it be okay if I used a compass?"

Just as Xie Tianming was about to use tape as a rope to tie his pants up, he glanced at Xi Wenjing's drawer and saw the stapler!

This can be considered a kind of "needle and thread"!

"Xi Wenjing, can I borrow your stapler?"

"What are you doing?"

Although she was asking, Xi Wenjing had already taken out the stapler and handed it to him.

Xie Tianming grinned, folded up his torn pants, and started stapleing with the stapler.

"Who cares, as long as it doesn't let in any air."

Xi Wenjing was taken aback, then burst out laughing. Afraid of making too much noise, she quickly leaned over the table, burying her head and turning to watch Xie Tianming sewing the pants, her shoulders trembling.

I don't know why, but it's just so funny.

She's usually quite quiet, but now she just can't stop laughing.

Xie Tianming is such a funny guy.

Stop laughing.

"oh."

"Oh... we're out of staples. Do you have any left?"

"Beg me."

"...Please."

"Call me 'sister'."

"Don't go too far."

"Um?"

"……sister!"

"Hee... Na."

Five minutes later, Xie Tianming raised his head, looking refreshed, and glanced at Xi Wenjing, who was smiling beside him.

"Is it funny?"

"It's even funnier after you placed the order."

"It's better than tearing it up and going home."

"Hey, shouldn't you thank me?"

"Oh……"

...

Thanks.

"Hmph~"

I'll give you one point!

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