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Wang Mengyuan, who was sitting on the bed, looked at the other three roommates who were changing into clothes for physical education class, and couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect all four of us to choose the same tennis class." It's just magical. You know, in physical education class, tennis class is the most difficult course to choose. Whoever chooses it is really the favor of the god of fate. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a child of destiny. ”

Poof.

Zhao Xue laughed, and hurriedly sat on the chair, hiding in the shadows, not letting Wang Mengyuan see that she was frantically typing with her mobile phone.

WeChat group [She thought she was a top student].

[Zhao Xue: Wait a little longer, you will find that not only the physical education class is the same as you, but even the other elective courses are exactly the same. No, I'm laughing to death. ~~~^_^~~~】

[Zhang Li: Hey, hey, pay attention to the image, although I already laugh so much that my stomach hurts. 】

[Feng Yuechan: It's not good for you to complain about her like this. 】

[Zhang Li: (ˉ▽ ̄~)Cut~~, what's wrong?

[Feng Yuechan: uh......]

[Zhao Xue: Do you really have to forget the mysterious Iron Man who saved you that day?]

[Feng Yuechan: How many times do you have to say it before you believe it? I was stunned, and when I woke up, there was no Iron Man. 】

[Zhao Xue: It's a pity, I really want to be saved by a superhero once. 】

[Zhang Li: If you jump off the building now, maybe Iron Man happens to be passing by. 】

After sending this sentence, Zhang Li got up and took out a tennis racket from the closet, learned the appearance in the video, and waved it indiscriminately: "I heard from the seniors who have taken tennis lessons that the quality of the tennis rackets provided by the school is uneven, so if you want to have fun and learn real skills, it is best to buy tennis rackets yourself." Look, this tennis racket is something I bought after studying for a long time, carbon fiber, 1200 yuan, very professional!"

"Huh. Zhao Xue laughed dryly, took out a tennis racket from the wardrobe, and said calmly: "For novices, the choice of tennis rackets is very important. Although I don't do as much research on the parameters of tennis rackets as someone would, I believe in the truth that you don't buy the right one, only the expensive one. I spent 100,000 yuan on this tennis racket for private customization, which is very consistent with my physical parameters. ”

WeChat group [Show off the rich girl].

[Zhang Li: MMP, I'm starting to show off my wealth again. I only buy the expensive ones and don't buy the right ones. Merchants love this kind of stupidity the most. 】

[Wang Mengyuan: People are stupid and money comes quickly. 】

[Zhang Li: Awesome, worthy of being a true scholar, this sentence is very in line with her personality. 】

"Hey, your tennis racket is signed by Schneider?" Wang Mengyuan pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, as if she had discovered a new world.

"Your eyes are so sharp. Zhao Xue said proudly, "This signature is not the glamorous and cheap kind of machine signature, but my father knows that I am learning tennis lessons, and specially asked Schneider to sign from the French Open." If I put this tennis racket up for auction online, it will sell for hundreds of thousands of dollars. ”

"It's awesome, can you let me touch it?" Wang Mengyuan jumped off the bed in a hurry, snatched the tennis racket, and worshiped him in various ways.

[Traitor!]

Zhang Li sent a private message to Feng Yuechan: [A guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes like Wang Mengyuan is really a traitor!]

[uh......]

Feng Yuechan didn't know what to say.

"By the way, Yuechan, your father is a great inventor, did he make you a powerful tennis racket by hand?" Zhao Xue laboriously snatched her tennis racket from Wang Mengyuan's hand and asked Feng Yuechan.

The other two were also very curious.

"My dad made me a tennis racket......" Feng Yuechan just took out the tennis racket from the closet, and Wang Mengyuan snatched it away.

Seeing this, Zhao Xue hurriedly snatched it.

Seeing that the two almost fought, Zhang Li showed a disdainful smile and asked Feng Yuechan, "Did your inventor father say where this tennis racket is?"

"I don't know. Feng Yuechan thought for a while, "Dad said that this beat can be adjusted at any time according to the user's state and needs. It also uses different structures and materials to enhance certain characteristics. It is handmade using white materials. In addition, non-Newtonian fluid materials are used, and the greater the external force, the harder it becomes, but the smaller the force, the softer it becomes......"

"......" Zhang Li.

"......" Zhao Xue.

"......" Wang Mengyuan

Someone else's dad X3

"Gone. ”

Zhao Xue glanced at the time and beckoned her roommates to set off together.

When they arrived at the tennis court, they found that there were two classes, the other was an intermediate tennis class taught by a male teacher who had won the national league championship, and the teacher of the junior tennis class they had chosen had not yet arrived.

"Didn't you say that the courses selected are all high-quality teachers, why is it so late?" Zhao Xue asked Wang Mengyuan.

"When did I say that I chose a high-quality teacher?" Wang Mengyuan asked.

"Oh, didn't you say that? Zhao Xue hurriedly threw the pot to Zhang Li, in exchange for a roll of the latter's eyes.

Wang Mengyuan snorted coldly, too lazy to care.

"Hey, you don't even know how to hold a racket. I'll teach you. If you want to play the topspin ball, use the Western-style grip method!" Two boys from the next class walked over, and one of the boys dressed in Korean style held a racket in his hand and demonstrated to Feng Yuechan and the four of them, "Like this, the paddle is perpendicular to the ground, and the grip should be like shaking hands." ”

"It's amazing, it's worthy of someone Lu. Another long-haired boy cooperated with the other party to talk to the girl, "His father is the tennis teacher of our class, and he has won the singles championship in the national league." ”

"Stupid, keep a low profile. Lu Mouren's movements were slightly exaggerated, waving his tennis racket indiscriminately, which bothered Feng Yuechan and the four of them.

"Hey, you're noisy. ”

"Who?" Lu Mouren turned his head, and was startled by Feng Hao, who didn't know when he appeared behind him, and the racket fell to the ground with a snap, "Haha" to hide his embarrassment, and said with a smile while picking up the racket, "It's a shame to be taught a lesson by the senior who also chose the primary tennis class......

In other words, you are in the upper grades, and you still choose a junior tennis class, is it a shame?

Just as Lu Mouren was about to pick it up when he held the racket from the ground and was about to pick it up, Feng Hao's voice rang out again.

"That's right, grabbing the racket from above like this is the correct Western grip. The handshake-like grip you just said is actually an Oriental grip. ”

"Ahh

"Hee-hee. ”

Feng Yuechan and the four of them laughed wildly, and when they were about to ask Feng Hao why he appeared here, they heard Feng Hao continue: "There is a champion father, but he can't even distinguish the most basic grip, it's really rare!"

"Who the hell are you? You make me lose face like this, do you know?" In another burst of laughter, Lu Mouren asked with a red face and a thick neck.

"I'm Feng Hao, the tennis teacher. ”

More of a dad!