Tennis is not a ball of embroidery

Early in the morning, the first glimmer of light illuminated the G University campus. The female dormitory was already in a mess.

Tang Ling lied on the bed lazily and stretched herself. The next moment, she was pulled up by Xu Feifei who was lying on the top bunk.

"What are you doing? I haven't slept enough. "

"Still sleeping? "Are you a pig? The first lesson in the afternoon was physical education, and you can't even catch a ball. I think you want to directly fail."

Of course, Tang Ling did not want to fail the examinations, it was understandable if she failed other than that, but if she lost in PE, her big brother Tang Yu would make fun of her until she died.

She dragged her lazy body up and put on a pink tennis dress. Her long hair was carelessly tied behind her head, making her look like a cute doll.