Below the floor-to-ceiling windows facing a row of treadmills is a tennis court. Green plastic ground, dark green wire railings, and snow-white nets. Surrounded by various trees, such as pines and cypresses, there is a row of bamboos next to the glass windows.
? When there is wind, the bamboo will dwarf. It may be to stretch your waist, or think of something interesting to laugh, or there is an invisible elf sitting on the top.
Before the start of the run, I chose the wrong playlist. Although they are all new songs that are nice to listen to, they are all in slow tunes. The machine is set at a speed of 65mph, and it is easy to make a wrong step when listening to the slow tune singing around.
Dialogue with the children of Mars, probably the title of this song. The conversational singing, the voice of the Martian, made me think of the elf sitting on the top of the bamboo.
My mind is very slow, and I have to keep up with my feet, a little confused.
Then I saw two tennis courts facing each other, and there were people coming.
On the field on the right, a girl ran in first, wearing a pure white jersey, tennis skirt, hat, and snow-white sneakers. When running, the long ponytail is raised high, and the looming red belt at the waist can be seen, which is very eye-catching.
Opposite her should be someone she likes, it's hard to say, but that was the feeling at the time. That person was also wearing a white tennis uniform, and he played very well, not at the level of just playing casually.
Across the glass and trees, and at such a distance, I couldn't hear their conversation, but I could see that they were very happy.
In the field on the left, only one person came. An uncle with gray hair, about fifty years old, with a slightly stooped back.
He put the ball machine on the opposite side of the net, put dozens of tennis balls in it, returned to his side, used his mobile phone to control the speed and power of the ball machine, and then started to catch the balls one by one.
The speed set by the machine is very uniform, not in a hurry, and the balls sent are also evenly distributed in the left and right fields. Everything is under control, organized and on schedule.
Interestingly, looking at both sides, I can't tell which side is happier.
A person and a machine, quiet and undisturbed, full of freedom. The two people fighting each other were happy and unrestrained, walking to the net to talk and laugh from time to time
On the way back, I booked a tennis court on my phone. Open the weather forecast casually, uh, it will rain tomorrow (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com