His Sweetheart

Chapter 18

As the turn came around, the position of the class monitor remained unshaken. Several people groaned and shifted their attention to Tianxin. The class monitor coughed awkwardly.

Unfortunately, it was Yan Heng's turn to play. Tianxin looked at the puzzled expressions of the crowd and explained, "I already played a round. Let Yan Heng play first and I'll follow him." Tianxin's words made everyone understand, otherwise they might have thought that Yan Heng was taking advantage of his strength and deliberately stealing Tianxin's chance.

Yan Heng held the paddle and threw the ping-pong ball up and down, finally catching it in his palm. "Please enlighten me," he said with an awesome tone. The class monitor rolled his eyes and said, "Let's enlighten each other." The two of them played fiercely, and Tianxin watched their duel, feeling amazed. Yan Heng was quite professional, pressuring the class monitor tightly. Yan Heng was still the one controlling the ball. He hit a spin and the class monitor hit the ball too high, allowing Yan Heng to smash it.

Yan Heng won three to zero against the class monitor. The crowd was dumbfounded. Ah, the big shot was indeed the big shot. The class monitor was really unlucky. He couldn't help but save face by saying, "I will definitely win next time."

"No matter how many years you practice, you will still be a loser. Don't even think about it," Yan Heng said. Whether it was playing table tennis or dealing with Jiang Tianxin, don't try to be presumptuous, otherwise he will teach you how to be a decent person.

"Tianxin, it's your turn. She is your classmate. Yan Heng, will you go easy on her?" Zhu Ting looked at the crowd and said. Tianxin went up, hoping not to be crushed.

Yan Heng looked at Tianxin, who walked to the other side, and his mouth curled up. "Let's see how she performs," he said. Perform? What kind of performance was needed? Everyone was confused.

In short, everyone's jaw dropped in amazement. Yan Heng was so ferocious when he played against the class monitor, but so gentle when he played against Tianxin. The two of them played back and forth in a game of push and block.

"Sorry, I missed it," Yan Heng made a mistake and didn't hit the ball with his paddle. He awkwardly failed to catch the ball.

Tianxin blushed. This guy deliberately gave her a point.

"My mistake, the ball didn't pass the net. Let's continue," Yan Heng threw the ball to Tianxin. Tianxin wanted to throw the ball at Yan Heng's face, even though they were classmates, she couldn't let him be so blatant.

Everyone couldn't bear to watch any longer, with ten thousand grass mud horses running wild in their hearts. Are they here to show off their love or what?

"The force wasn't controlled well, the ball went out of bounds. Hey, next time, I need to control the force," Yan Heng lost all three games, put down the racket, and stood under the tree. Tianxin was standing on the other side of the tree.

Who are they kidding? The audience is not blind. The eyes of the masses are as bright as day. Even if they don't cherish the truth, they're still sharp enough to see through it.

Tianxin stood there with stiff limbs. She lost two games while playing with Yan Heng. But before they could start the next game, the bell rang for class dismissal. Some students grabbed their clothes, some went straight to the convenience store, and others went straight to the classroom.

Tianxin and Zhu Ting walked side by side with Yan Heng in front. Zhu Ting held Tianxin's shoulder and said, "Do you and Yan Heng have any secrets? Be honest, today was really cool, too sweet. Also, the class monitor was quite lenient towards you. Do you want to be the class wife or the city wife?"

Tianxin pushed Zhu Ting's hand away. "Don't talk nonsense. The class monitor and Yan Heng are gentlemen. I just want to study hard. I won't date in high school." She never fantasized about dating, and her family also prohibited early love. Her brother even asked her indirectly many times.

"We trust the class monitor's gentlemanliness, but Yan Heng is just tricking children. He clearly let you win," Zhu Ting said.

Maybe because they were tablemates, that's why he let her win. So he changed the order to let her win, but it was embarrassing to deliberately lose in front of her tablemate.

There was a smell of sweat in the classroom. Tianxin opened the window. "Tianxin, there's a basketball game tomorrow. Do you want to come and cheer for our class?" Zhong You asked Tianxin. Zhu Ting would definitely go, but they didn't know if Tianxin would go.

Girls aren't very interested in basketball games. The class discussed mobilizing girls to become cheerleaders, shouting cheers on the sidelines. The whole grade's basketball tournament was considered quite grand.

Tianxin looked at Yan Heng and said, "Sure, I like watching basketball games too. It's about the class, after all." Her brother was good at basketball, leading the school team to win second place in the city during high school. She used to go and watch his games, bringing him clothes and water. She was even mistaken for her brother's girlfriend.

"With keen observation and a handsome guy from another class with high facial features and good basketball skills, a true and sincere relationship always starts from a glance or a gesture," Zhu Ting winked at Tianxin. Yan Heng coldly snorted, remaining silent. Tianxin threw a book at Zhu Ting's back and said, "Hurry up and finish your homework. It's due next period." Zhu Ting immediately remembered that she had not finished her homework and quickly copied from Zhong You's. Zhong You smiled indulgently, as usual, finding her cute. Tianxin took out her notebook for the next class while Yan Heng clasped the desk with one hand. He didn't want the seductive girls outside to tempt his desk mate. He wanted her to only have eyes for him, to be focused and sparkling only when looking at him. Yan Heng patted Zhong You's shoulder, scaring him almost to scream. Zhong You turned to Yan Heng and asked, "Is there something you need, Brother Yan?" He was frightened by Yan Heng's intimidating presence. "Are there any spots left for the basketball game? I want to join," Yan Heng said casually. It's said that too many beautiful things may be distracting. He needed to be a solid and reliable tree so that his desk mate would not be tempted by beautiful things. Zhong You was stunned for a moment and replied, "Yes, we don't have many good basketball players in our class, and there aren't many athletes either. You came at the right time." Zhong You had thought about inviting Yan Heng before, but he backed off because he couldn't figure it out. "Does the class monitor play?" Yan Heng asked. Zhong You shook his head, "The class monitor doesn't play basketball. He organizes activities." Zhong You didn't play basketball well either. He was in charge of logistics, buying and distributing water, organizing activities and commanding the event with the class monitor and deputy monitor. "Thanks for your help," Yan Heng said with a nod. Zhong You was flattered, "It's my pleasure to serve Brother Yan. It's not a problem at all." Zhu Ting, who was copying her homework, glanced at him, and the silly desk mate was online and flinching. Yan Heng didn't mind being called Brother Yan. He could be called anything, but the pronunciation had to be correct. Since the game was approaching, there was no time to spare. After all, it was second place in the competition, and friendship was first. The school held the competition to relax, so they went to the basketball court to practice. Tianxin and Zhu Ting followed along. There were a lot of people on the playground, some chatting on the lawn, and some playing poker. Since the playground was repaired with a lawn, there were often students playing card games. The head teacher caught them at first, but after a few weeks, they slacked off, and the students resumed playing. Where there's a will, there's a way. If the playground didn't work, they would go to the shed, where four or five people would gather together. It was still cool inside, and they played with relish.

Tianxin was no longer surprised by anything. Contrary to the belief that all students at No.1 High School were diligent and only focused on studying, she had seen quite a few mischievous ones. The atmosphere between the experimental class and the regular class was like night and day. Every time she passed by the experimental class, it was quiet and everyone was studying and doing homework with Oxford dictionaries and the like placed on their desks. The pressure was palpable even just thinking about it.

Yan Heng pulled Tianxin over and tapped her forehead. "Don't you look where you're going? You almost ran into someone." Tianxin apologized and glanced at the person in front of her. She had been lost in thought, but luckily Yan Heng had caught her in time.

Zhu Ting didn't say anything, but Yan Heng, who was known for his cunning, had noticed that their original practice space had been taken over by students from Class 8. Tianxin recognized their class leader.

"We've already reserved this space for our class, we have a game tomorrow," said Yang Zhifei, negotiating with the Class 8 leader.

The Class 8 leader replied, "Don't we have a game too? Why should we give it to you? We got here first, and we're taking this space."

Yang Zhifei tried to remain patient, but the Class 8 students refused to budge. Yan Heng's head was buzzing, thinking that everyone was just talking nonsense. He grabbed the basketball from Zhong You's hand and slammed it on the ground, "Do you want to fight? If you win, you can have the space. Otherwise, get out of here."

The Class 8 students didn't see Yan Heng behind them, nor did they anticipate such a situation. They thought that the students from Class 5 wouldn't resort to violence over a single space. They were being reckless, but they didn't want to get into trouble with the school. Yang Zhifei decided to give in and let them have the space.

"Forget it, let's go. We'll give you the space," said Yang Zhifei, and the Class 8 students left. The students from Class 5 breathed a sigh of relief, and Yan Heng looked imposing with an aura of aggression.

Yan Heng turned around and walked up to Tianxin. "I'm not that mean. I just scared them a little. They were too timid," he said, as if he were the one who had been wronged and was seeking comfort.

Tianxin smiled. "You're kind and brave. They were unreasonable. You did a good job." Watching her two tablemates' interactions with no limits, the others chose to remain silent. They couldn't see or hear them, but they were happy. The students from Class 5 resolved the conflict and began to practice, each person assigned their position and ready to begin.

Tianxin saw Yan Heng play basketball for the first time and was impressed by his skills, particularly his handsome shooting posture. Yan Heng noticed that Tianxin was looking at him with admiration, feeling energetic and forgetting that he shouldn't engage in too much physical activity. After the game, they returned to the classroom where everyone got to know each other's abilities. Initially, they just hoped to avoid a humiliating defeat, but with Yan Heng on their team, the chances of winning were high, and everyone was motivated to give their best effort.

The class monitor was also pleased with Yan Heng's performance, but he always felt that Yan Heng was looking at him with some kind of hostility, even though he couldn't recall any past grievances between them.