Waving goodbye to his teammates, Wang Chuqin took a deep breath and walked straight over to Shasha's table. He silently watched her practice serving against the air, with a litter of small white balls scattered all over the opposite side. After about five minutes, Shasha finally stopped, looked up at him, her expression asking: Is there something you need?
Wang Datou looked at his new partner. Off the court, she was truly sparing with her words toward him, even though she could chatter away so animatedly with the girls on the women's team. Did she really hate him that much?
"The angle of your wrist rotation on that forehand serve is a bit too small, which makes it easy to miss the serve or hit the net." Wang Chuqin pinched the palm of his left hand and continued, "How about I demonstrate it for you?"
Chapter 25