"I'll help you fight? Are you sure? This is a great opportunity for you to perform. Yang Fan said.

"Big brother, I really can't stand it, give!" Gao Xiang handed the tennis racket to Yang Fan, and then rushed to the toilet as if flying.

Seeing this, Yang Fan had no choice but to play, and after negotiating with the referee, he put his hand into the lottery holder to draw lots.

When I took it out, there were three big characters written on the note: Nie Ziqian!

As the referee announced the two sides of the game, Xu Renjie was the first to clap his hands and shout: ", he hit Nie Ziqian, hahaha! What a sin, he just blew like something, and now he is going to be slapped in the face, right?"

"I just like to see this kind of self-righteous guy being slapped in the face!" Zhou Ren echoed.

Nie Ziqian walked on the court with a cool face and pointed at Yang Fan with a tennis racket: "I heard that you just said that I am a vegetable?"

Yang Fan nodded: "Yes and what?"

"Hehe, since you dare to say this, it means that you are very confident in your skills?

He saw that Su Wan'er was very close to Yang Fan, and he had long been unhappy with Yang Fan, and now that the opportunity to teach Yang Fan a lesson had come, where would he let it go.

"Why don't you speak? Hehe, I'm afraid? If you apologize and admit defeat now, it's not like I can't forgive you. ”

Hearing this, Yang Fan sneered and shook his head: "Okay, since you want to humiliate me, it's better to play bigger." Whoever loses, otherwise he will call the other party's grandfather, and he will have to kneel and shout!"

Nie Ziqian was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed: "Okay!

"Yang Fan, are you crazy!" Suddenly, Lin Zhiyan snorted coldly and rushed onto the field: "It's too late for you to bow your head to Nie Ziqian and admit defeat now." ”

She also wanted Yang Fan to get a hard lesson so that she could change her stinky temper, but she also knew that if Yang Fan really called Grandpa Nie Ziqian in public, he would definitely have no face to stay in school in the future.

When the time comes, she will have to trouble her parents to help, maybe Lin Guangyao will let her comfort Yang Fan, so she doesn't want to do that.

"I'm not in the habit of throwing in the towel. Yang Fan said lightly and walked straight to the front.

"Arrogant! Be kind to donkey liver and lungs, since you must go up and be humiliated, then go!" Lin Zhiyan exhaled angrily, this Yang Fan is really a tendon, I don't know what to do!

Yang Fan just pretended not to hear it and continued to walk forward.

Liu Yuqi saw that Lin Zhiyan was very angry, and hurriedly pulled her back: "Okay Zhiyan, it's not worth being angry for this kind of person, and when he loses, he will know that he will be two." ”

As he spoke, he shouted at Nie Ziqian: "Nie Ziqian, abuse him!"

Then, Xu Renjie and others, as well as Nie Ziqian's little fan sister and the boy who was unhappy with Yang Fan, all shouted: "Nie Ziqian, abuse him!"

"Nie Ziqian, abuse him!"

The huge movement in the stadium not only affected the students who were in class, but also many teachers who were preparing for classes in the office.

Even Principal Chen, who was talking in the principal's office, and Coach Wu of the Sports Bureau, were also shocked.

The two rushed to the playground, and through the discussion of the surrounding students, they also understood what was going on.

"What nonsense!" Hearing that the person who lost the game was going to kneel down in public and call the other party's grandfather, Old Principal Chen raised his eyebrows angrily.

"What kind of system is this? Coach Wu, wait, I'll stop them. ”

"Eh, Old Chen, young people are vigorous, it's understandable, there's no need to stop it. I came here on behalf of the city bureau this time, also to select outstanding sports talents to enter the city sports team, just to see how the tennis skills of these two students are, if the level is really high, maybe you can recruit a talent for the city sports team!"

Coach Wu looked at the two people on the field with interest and said: "As for the gambling contract, when the game is over, it will be enough to come forward to mediate." ”

"Well, that's fine, then let's see. After a little hesitation, Old Principal Chen nodded in agreement.

On the court, Nie Ziqian was warming up, and Yang Fan was standing there motionless with a tennis racket.

The crowd couldn't help but laugh again and again when they saw that he didn't even do warm-up movements, tennis is an action that requires very high physical strength and body coordination, and if you don't warm up before the game, you can't show your strength at all.

Soon, Nie Ziqian finished warming up, and he pointed at Yang Fan with his racket: "I don't think you look like you can play tennis, I don't bully you, the right to serve, I'm too lazy to fight with you, let it be better for you." ”

It is true that Yang Fan has never played tennis, so he naturally knows nothing about the rules of tennis, but he knows how to use his strength, and his strength is far beyond ordinary people, so he is not worried about losing at all.

With the referee's whistle, the game begins!

Yang Fan took out a ball, threw it high, and then swept it out with a hard beat.

"Smack!"

The ball was blocked by the middle net, and then bounced back, and Nie Ziqian's racket had already scored a point before he could move.

"Hahahaha!"

The crowd burst into laughter, laughing at Yang Fan's incompetence unscrupulously.

A guy who can't even serve, and still wants to play against other tennis princes?

Seeing this scene, Su Wan'er's heart tightened, could he really not play tennis? Or did he make a mistake under too much pressure? Yang Fan, you must come on!

The green ball flew high again in the air, and this was Yang Fan's second serve.

"Smack!"

A racket was thrown, and the ball flew out at great speed, this time Qiu flew over the middle net, but it flew too high, and it went directly over the sideline.

"Poof!hahahahaha!"

The sound of laughter exploded again, and Xu Renjie and Wu Jiahao didn't even bother to laugh, their expressions were full of disdain.

At this moment, Yang Fan's previous rhetoric seemed so ridiculous and ignorant.

"Hey, I thought there would be a wonderful game, but I didn't expect ......" Coach Wu shook his head uninterestedly.

"Nie Ziqian is known as the prince of tennis at school, Yang Fan may be too nervous, and mistakes are inevitable. Principal Chen said.

As soon as he said this, Coach Wu wanted to leave, but it was not good to leave immediately, so he had to continue to watch.

"Come on, don't make a mistake this time, even if you lose, don't lose too ugly!"

Seeing that Yang Fan was about to serve for the third time, Su Wan'er's heart tightened, and she looked at Yang Fan without blinking.

"Smack!"

The ball flew out, this time, the ball was neither blocked by the middle net, nor did it cross the line, Yang Fan served successfully!

However, Su Wan'er didn't have time to be happy, so Nie Ziqian struck back with a fierce slap, and the ball flew towards Yang Fan's side at a faster speed, and the angle was extremely tricky.

"Smack!"

The ball bounced in the corner area and flew off the field, Yang Fan failed to catch the ball and lost another point.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, there's nothing to see, it's too weak!"

"It's really mentally retarded! At this level, he dares to fight Nie Ziqian alone, does he have a brain?"

"It's a disappointment, I thought there would be a wonderful duel, but I didn't expect it to be so boring!

There were boos on the field, and in the crowd, Liu Yuqi sneered again and again, and he wished that Yang Fan would lose miserably.

The worse Yang Fan lost, the more embarrassed she was, and the happier she was.

At this point, Coach Wu finally couldn't stand it.

"Old Chen, or, let's go back and talk about things, right?"

"Eh, Coach Wu, don't be anxious, keep watching, maybe there will be surprises. Old Principal Chen looked at Yang Fan in the field with deep eyes.

Coach Wu sighed secretly, although he didn't say anything more, he was no longer interested in continuing to watch.

Obviously, he didn't think much of what Principal Chen said.

However, Principal Chen insisted on his own opinion, and his words were naturally not unprovoked.

He has been teaching and dealing with students all his life, and this experience has given him a unique perspective on problems.

Others only saw Yang Fan's mistakes again and again, but he had a vicious eye, but he saw Yang Fan's progress again and again.

From the wrong serve to the successful serve, Yang Fan's progress is very obvious, and what is even more impressive is his composure.

No matter how strong the opponent is, no matter how the onlookers comment or ridicule, he does not move, and his face sinks like water.

Not to mention anything else, this concentration alone has killed 99.9 percent of his peers in seconds.

There are few young people today who can hold their breath as calmly as he does.

Therefore, in the eyes of Principal Chen, Yang Fan is not bound to lose.

"I've got three points, this is your last chance, take it. ”

Nie Ziqian smiled contemptuously, gave Yang Fan a thumbs up, and then poked down fiercely.

This is full of provocative actions, and some onlookers can't stand it, but Yang Fan turns a blind eye.

He picked up a ball, tossed it high, and threw it out with a hard slap.

"Smack!"

The ball bounced on the sideline and flew directly out of the field, and Yang Fan served to score!

This ball is too fast, so fast that Nie Ziqian doesn't have time to react at all, even if he reacts, he is near the left sideline, and the ball is near the right line, even if he can fly, he can't catch this ball.

"Damn! so lucky?"

Nie Ziqian took a sip silently, with such a technical ball, he didn't believe that Yang Fan played it with strength.

The crowd around him was the same as him, but no matter what, Yang Fan scored to make this game not so boring.

"Come on, come on!"

Su Wan'er was excited to see Yang Fan score for the first time, and seemed even happier than Yang Fan himself.

The ball flew high again, and another serve from Yang Fan began!

"Smack!"

This time, the ball hit the sideline again and flew out of the field, and Yang Fan served again to score!

"Grass, did this guy step on shit?" Nie Ziqian was surprised, and he once again attributed Yang Fan's divine operation to luck.

"Huh, I actually scored two points in a row, which is good. ”

"What's not bad? Isn't it just luckier? I don't believe he can score another point!" Liu Yuqi pouted and said disdainfully.

Coach Wu, who had been uninterested before, suddenly lit up his eyes after seeing this ball.

"Okay!" he couldn't help but cheer for Yang Fan.

Laymen look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway, as a professional, he can naturally see the shining points that others can't see.

The way Yang Fan serves, the power of the shot, the angle at which the ball flies out, and the position of the landing point are almost the same as before.

Can it be down to luck? Absolutely not! There is absolutely no such thing as a coincidence!

But why did he behave so badly before? Could it be that he deliberately let that Nie Ziqian?

Coach Wu was puzzled, and at this time, Yang Fan served again.