Love is as simple as badminton.

Chapter 27 Old Lin, why are you even trying to steal men from me!

"The intercollegiate badminton league was established by Ding Heng, the first president of Hong Kong University of Science and Technology. It was held at the very beginning of Hong Kong University of Science and Technology, even earlier than world-class competitions such as the Sudirman Cup and Thomas Cup."

The emblems of the winning colleges from each year are engraved on the honor slope behind the school history museum.

The University of Shangri-La has a total of 40 schools, 39 of which can be found on Honours Slope.

Except...our social studies college.

At this point, Lü Xiaonan sighed.

"I did my bachelor's, master's and doctoral studies at the School of Social Sciences at Hong Kong University. During that time, I was always practicing and working hard to organize."

I don't have much talent and I'm just average at playing. Fortunately, I have a lot of good friends who are willing to support me. In my senior year, I finally managed to build up the college team and successfully meet the qualifying standard for the college league.

If I remember correctly, that should be the third time the Academy has participated in the competition since its establishment. The first two times were in the last century.

Unfortunately, we were too weak and were eliminated in the first round. After that, everyone either graduated or went on to higher education, and the team we had worked so hard to build just fizzled out...

Lin Xiang nodded knowingly: "But you never let it go in your heart. That was one of the reasons you stayed to teach at Xiangda University later."

"Perhaps I had already let it go."

Lu Xiaonan touched her beer belly and smiled, half relieved and half unwilling.

"Every age has its own experiences. As someone who's about to turn thirty, I know I won't be the protagonist of any more stories."

But regrets don't disappear. They remain forever in our memories, forming a part of our youth.

Sometimes I think, if only I could be young again. Maybe then my six-pack abs would come back, haha!

You are in the prime of your youth, like the sun at eight or nine in the morning, full of vigor and vitality. Seeing you, I feel a little unwilling to just let it go...

Sorry for rambling. If you have any ideas, feel free to contact me anytime! Just let me know if there's anything I can help with!

The three roommates watched as Lü Xiaonan went to visit the next roommate.

"Teacher Lü is also a person of strong emotions."

Jin Xin silently gave a thumbs up.

"No! I was the one who asked Lao Lü to drink first!"

Xu Yue scratched his head, nearly crushing his beer glass in his hand. "Why did that bastard Lao Lin hook up with me again! Are you going to try and steal my guy away too?"

"Hmm, so Teacher Xu likes this?"

"Damn, no wonder Hao Wenmin told me that Xu Yue is a bit gay. I need to stay away from this guy in the future."

"&%%￥&￥!!!"

After a friendly exchange, Zhao Hao noticed that Lin Xiang was indeed diligently searching for information about the college league.

Generally speaking, it's impossible to find these school-level competitions on the internet, except for the college league at Xiangda University.

When this competition was first established, badminton rackets were still made of wood, and the competition rules were not yet perfect. Therefore, Shangri-La University developed a unique competition system, which has been preserved to this day.

The college league consists of five events: three doubles and two singles. The first player to win all three singles events wins.

The most creative aspect is that the order of appearance is not predetermined, but changes on the field at any time.

The losing side can specify the event to be played in the next round, and the winning side must comply; otherwise, it is considered a forfeit of the round. This makes the match full of twists and turns and suspense.

"Holy crap, the law school has won the championship 12 times! That's incredible!"

"The Physics Department is even more impressive; they have the most championships, winning 15 times."

"Then we're in a bit of a predicament, we haven't won a single one..."

Xu Yue and Jin Xin squeezed to one side of Lin Xiang, chattering away.

"Lin Xiang, if you really have this plan, I think you'd better be mentally prepared."

Zhao Hao pushed up his glasses.

"Our college's management has a relatively conservative attitude toward this, because we haven't achieved any results before, so we've always been unwilling to invest any resources."

Not to mention, there are very few people in our college who can play basketball... well, anyway, it's quite difficult.

"Okay, I'll ask my senior again."

Lin Xiang nodded.

"By the way, Zhao Hao, speaking of senior, can I bring her some cherries next time? I think they're good for replenishing iron and can help prevent anemia or something."

"Of course! But cherries are quite expensive, so this is a bit pricey for you."

"It's alright, my senior also gave me other food."

"Hmm~ It's good."

Zhao Hao patted Lin Xiang on the shoulder with satisfaction.

Xu Yue collapsed to the ground as if hit by an arrow, and after a while, he slunk up to his bed.

"Hey? What's wrong, Lao Xu? Not steaming anymore?"

"I'm sleepy."

"Going to sleep at 5 pm? The sun hasn't even set yet."

"Why do you care so much about me? I just want to sleep."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

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In the evening, Lin Xiang continued practicing downstairs in the main building as planned, with Wang Tianmao personally overseeing and guiding him that night.

He would make strict, even demanding, requirements for every technique, including pushing, smashing, dropping, and smashing to the net.

Lin Xiang's comprehension was also astonishing; he almost never emphasized a point twice.

"Increase the speed even further."

"Should we speed it up further?"

"right."

Another set of balls ended quickly, and Wang Tianmao put down his racket.

"You are now infinitely close to perfection. At your level, there is nothing more I can teach you."

At this point, you need to increase your speed—the faster you go, the more difficult the same technique becomes, and the more mistakes you will make.

The more you correct these new mistakes, the stronger you'll become. Then, during matches, you'll be more comfortable maintaining or even slowing down your pace.

"Okay, I understand."

Lin Xiang wiped away the sweat.

Shi Yuqi silently squatted on the ground, stringing the shuttlecocks together so she could use them directly when practicing.

"Senior, don't you have class tonight?"

War correspondent Jin Xin conducted a quiet interview and noticed that Shi Yuqi wasn't always there, but she was most of the time.

"Yeah, so I came here to help out my junior."

"Being an assistant for two or three hours straight must be incredibly boring, right?"

I don't think so.

Shi Yuqi tilted her head slightly, her eyes reflecting Lin Xiang's sweating figure on the court.

"I find watching him practice as fun as playing the game itself. He usually coaches me, but in turn, I can help him improve, which makes me quite happy."

"..."

Jin Xin understood a little better how Xu Yue felt when he collapsed to the ground.

Xu Yue was passively subjected to abuse, while he actively sought it out; they were both like the Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix Chick.

"Squeak—"

Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Peeking in from outside the door was a baby-faced head with bright, innocent eyes.

"Lin Xiang! You really are here!"

He clenched his fist excitedly.

"Who are you?"

Lin Xiang looked confused.

"I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Wang Luo, a freshman from the School of Physics, and I'm currently a member of the university's reserve team. You know Wang Yang, right? He's my older brother!"

Wang Luo patted his chest familiarly.

"He told me you're incredibly good! I've been busy the past couple of days, but I got here early after training today. Please, let's have a match!"

"I'm sorry, I can't spar with you."

"Why?"

"Because my training isn't finished yet."

"Oh, okay, okay. Sorry to bother you then."

Wang Luo looked somewhat discouraged, politely waved, and was about to leave.

Wang Tianmao, however, stopped him with a smile: "Wang Luo? The champion of the South China Regional Badminton Championships?"

"yes."

Wang Luo nodded curiously. "Who are you? Do you know me?"

"Haha, I'm just an old man who wants to play badminton for the rest of my life, and I also like to watch badminton. Of course I know you're such a good young man, you're the rookie king of Xiangda University's team."

As Wang Tianmao spoke, he looked at his disciple.

"Xiao Xiang, why don't you play a game with them? They've come all this way to see you, it wouldn't be right to turn them away. You've both just finished training, so you're both in similar shape."

Lin Xiang nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's do it then."

"Thank you, grandpa!"

Wang Luo's eyes lit up, he bowed ninety degrees to Wang Tianmao, and hopped and skipped onto the court.

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