Jiang Ning was absent, so Yang Sheng chose to conserve her strength and did not move around on her own.
There was no point in it.
The spring day was mild, and the wind had died down. Yang Sheng leaned against the Speech Platform and quietly watched the other students play table tennis.
Bored, she bounced the paddle on her fingers. It hopped up and down in her hand like an acrobat's prop.
Yin Yu finally arrived.
Her gaze sharpened as she noticed what Yang Sheng was doing with the paddle. When people became obsessed with something, they tended to keep it close at all times. Wu Xiaoqi, who played Basketball, hugged a basketball all day long, while Ma Shicheng, who played games, was constantly on his phone.
Yang Sheng fit that image perfectly. No wonder Jiang Ning said she was addicted.
Still, an enthusiast's actual skill was hard to judge. The short Wu Xiaoqi was clearly terrible yet loved playing, while Ma Shicheng was said to be Diamond rank in LOL.
She could not get a read on it.
Yang Sheng had already discussed this with Jiang Ning. She was not some simple-minded female student like Chen Siyu.
Yang Sheng raised her sharp little chin and looked toward a boy and girl ten meters away. Her voice carried a trace of languidness. "Yu Wen, want to play a couple rounds of table tennis?"
Yu Wen had been talking to Huang Zhongfei. She was as delighted as a trumpet vine, laughing, "Quack, quack, quack."
When Yang Sheng suddenly interrupted her enjoyment, Yu Wen was first puzzled. That slight confusion should have turned into wariness.
But she had won the lottery. What did Yang Sheng's little daily antics amount to?
Her confidence returned, and she showed a faintly disdainful impatience. "With