Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  Because I like it, even if friends leave, I still stick to the habit of playing tennis.

  Because of pride, he would rather practice against a wall than choose another partner.

  In Tang Zhong's mind, Su Shan's character traits were quickly outlined.

  Su Shan's ball skills are excellent, with powerful swings and precise serves. Wherever she points, she hits, with almost no mistakes.

  Tang Chong had no experience playing tennis before, and there were no tennis courts in his school or the Hengshan Prison. He originally thought it was similar to badminton, where others hit the ball over and you just hit it back...

  Now he knows he was wrong. Under Su Shan's gorgeous playing style, his reaction ability and motor nerves were not very useful. Even if he tried hard to save the ball, it would be slapped dead by Su Shan with a backhand slap.

  One game and four points, Su Shan got four points and quickly took down the victory of the first game.

  Tang Jun did not get a single point in the first game, and the level of both sides was fundamentally not on the same level.

  "Game two." Su Shan wiped his face with a towel he had prepared in advance and said, "If you still can't get one point in the second game, your qualification as a training partner will be cancelled."

  Tang Chong closed his eyes and smiled.

  Su Shan is indeed Su Shan, also known as 'Su San' in Tang Xin's diary.

  She is tolerant in character but also demanding. She doesn't like being surrounded and followed by mediocre people, as this will increase her burden.

  And she once said to Tang Xin: I don't want to be a savior.

  Because of Tang Xin's ball skills and her being evenly matched with him, the two would win or lose together when they played, so she was Su San's best as well as only tennis partner.

  "Loan me a towel." Tang Zhong said, stretching out his hand.

  Su San looked at him and said, "We are not familiar enough to make jokes like that."

  "I'm not joking." Táng Zhòng said with a serious face. "I'm being serious."

  Then Su Shan put away the towel and walked back to the serving point, shouting: "Second game."

  Tang Chong smiled and exchanged positions with Su San.

  The first three games, Tang Zhong lost all.

  The last ball, Su Shan made a high-pressure shot with great difficulty. And it was a net-high pressure shot.

  Tang Zong swiftly shifted his weight with small quick steps, stretched out his arms and pressed his wrists outward, his body leaning forward at an angle of sixty-five degrees as he lifted the ball.

  A yellowish small ball whizzing with the wind rotated over the net and flew towards the left corner of Mount Su.

  Su San rushed to catch the ball, but still missed it by a step.

  The ball is in. No fault.

  Su San turned around and looked at Tang Chong, a faint smile playing on his lips.

  "Am I through with the assessment?" Tang Chong asked with a smile.

  "The third game. You take two points, and it's considered a pass." Su Shan said.

  In the first three serves, Tang Zhong only caught one ball.

  That is to say, if he can't catch the last ball, he will still be disqualified from accompanying Su Shan.

  Still served by Su Shan.

  She stood still, gazing intently at Tang Chong opposite her.

  Tang Zhong's face was guarded, his body slightly hunched, and he tightly grasped the racket in his hand.

  The corners of Su Shan's mouth rose slightly, drawing a beautiful arc.

  Throw the ball high up, wait until it falls at a suitable point, and then hit it strongly.

  Then, Tang Chong stared blankly as the little ball flew over the net, over his head, over the boundary line and towards the gate.

  Su Shan kicked a suicidal ball.

  Tang Zhong won without fighting.

  "It seems God and beauty are both on my side." Táng Zhòng said as he went back to return his racket.

  Su Shan took over the racket and took another clean towel to gently wipe it. Especially the handle that Tang Chong had held earlier was repeatedly wiped many times.

  She put away the two rackets and slung them over her shoulder, saying: "The loser buys midnight snacks."

  "Let me." Tang Zhong stretched out his hand to take the ball bag from her. As a gentleman, this was what he should do.

  "We haven't gotten to the point where we need you to help me carry the ball bag." Su San said, declining Tang Chong's enthusiasm.

  "You use this excuse to reject others, it's actually very hurtful." Tang Zhong raised his own objection.

  "This is the way to get quiet." Su Shan said with a careless tone.

  "It's also only you who has the nerve to say something like this." Tang Chong said with a smile.

  The school gate is Xuefu Road, and at night it becomes a snack street.

  Countless student couples or entire dormitories come out to eat snacks, barbecue and drink beer. There are fried stinky tofu, fried chicken skeletons, various barbecues and stir-fried dishes, everything is available.

  "What would you like to eat?" Tang Zhong asked.

  "Wontons," Su Shan said.

  Su Shan led the way with a ball bag on his back, slender figure, long legs, and wore sports shorts and sneakers that gave people a fashionable and healthy feeling.

  All along the way, she attracted the attention of countless boys and girls. Everyone pointed at her, obviously, they all recognized that this woman was Su Shan, a legendary figure in school.

  Tang Chong followed at a distance, almost being ignored. Because apart from him, there were several other boys who also followed at a distance. By the time Tang Chong realized it, he was actually surrounded by a group of boys in the middle.

  Su Shan has never been short of pursuers, and Tang Chong had long been mentally prepared for this.

  Walked to the street corner and sat down in front of a small stall selling wontons with a pushcart.

  Su Shan turned his head and glanced at Tang Chong, shouting: "Boss lady, two bowls of wontons."

  "Miss, how can one person order two bowls?" The plump and white shop owner's wife came over with a smile to greet the customer, looking very familiar with Su San.

  "Two people," Su Shan said.

  Two people?

  The boys who followed looked at me, I looked at you, then a guy wearing glasses smiled and sat down next to Su Shan.

  "Oh. So it's two people." The boss lady said with a smile, looking at Tang Zhong with a meaningful glance, and asked: "Still the usual?"

  "Two big bowls. One bowl with coriander. One bowl without coriander." Tang Zhong said.

  Su San and Tang Xin would come to eat a bowl of Liu Erniang's wontons every time they finished playing tennis. The wontons at Liu Erniang's house were fresh, thin-skinned, and delicious. Moreover, after mixing it well, adding two drops of sesame oil made the aroma so enticing that it made people drool.

  Every time they would order two small bowls of wontons, but Su San once told Tang Xin that she could actually finish a large bowl by herself.

  Tang Zhong could also eat a big bowl. So he ordered two big bowls.

  Tang Xin and Su San don't eat scallions. Tang Chong likes them. So, Tang Chong ordered a bowl with scallions and one without.

  The boss's wife looked at Su Shan, and Su Shan nodded and said, "Let it be."

  "Alright. You wait a moment." The landlady replied and hurried off to attend to something.

  "Don't you eat coriander?" Su Shan asked, with a clearly probing tone.

  Because Tang Zhong said 'eat', so that bowl of wontons without scallions was prepared for Su Shan - how did you know I don't eat scallions?

  But if Tang Chong answered 'no', then would that bowl of wontons with scallions really be left for Su Shan?

  Moreover, her words also contain a misleading component of 'Actually I'm the one who eats cilantro, you only ordered a bowl with cilantro, don't you eat cilantro yourself?'

  "I can eat or not eat." Tang Chong said with a smile. "If you like to eat coriander, I'll have the bowl without coriander. If you don't like it, then I'll have the one with coriander. I don't know your taste, so I ordered two dishes for you to choose from."

  "Your answer has earned you quite a few points," said Su Shan.

  "It seems I still have some talent for winning over girls." Táng Zhòng said with a smile.

  "But I don't like this answer," Su Shan said.

  Tang Chong felt that communicating with such an intelligent woman was really difficult.

  Before long, two big bowls of wontons were served up.

  As Tang Xin wrote in her diary, it's indeed smooth and refreshing, making one can't help but swallow their tongue along with it.

  Su Shan ate wontons at a very fast speed. She picked one up with her chopsticks, waited for it to cool down a bit, then stuffed it into her mouth.

  While chewing with his mouth, he picked up a second one with his chopsticks.

  When the one in your mouth is finished, the one on your chopsticks has cooled down and can be eaten.

  Life is full of experiences everywhere. Tang Zhong also has his own way of learning and following his heart's desires.

  Unlike others, Su Shan eats quietly and elegantly, giving people a real and unpretentious feeling.

  Tang Zhong eats hastily like a wolf swallowing its prey, but he doesn't look as good as Su Shan while doing so ----- It's worth mentioning that he also doesn't pretend to be someone he's not.

  Soon, Tang Zhong finished a bowl of wontons.

  A big bowl of wontons had only twenty-one pieces, which was really no challenge for Tang Chong.

  "It's delicious." He praised and said, "Boss, bring another big bowl. Add more cilantro."

  Sushan worried that he was a foodie, so he explained: "Exercise really helps digest food. The bowl of noodles I had for dinner didn't even make me hungry-"

  That means I only had a bowl of noodles for dinner, so it's reasonable that I eat a bit more now.

  "Our relationship isn't good enough for you to need to explain these things to me," Su Shan said.

  "Has anyone ever been knocked down and collapsed with you?" Tang Zhong asked.

  "Not for now," Su Shan replied.

  "I hope I'm not the first one." Tang Zhong said with a smile.

  The second bowl of wontons with a lot of cilantro had not been served yet, and the small stall where Tang Chong and others were located was surrounded by a group of people.

  Tang Chong looked at the dense crowd around him, looking at their fierce faces, and said: "Are you full? Eat your fill before leaving."

  "Why?" Su Shan asked, as if he hadn't noticed that the surroundings had undergone a huge change.

  The crowd that surrounded her, their gloating faces, and the malice in their eyes - she ignored them all.

  "Our relationship isn't good enough for you to take a beating with me." Tang Zhong said with a wry smile.

  Today I have to go out for a wedding banquet, so I can only update two chapters. Three updates tomorrow.