As usual, Yang Xiaotian had no news at all about the qualifying tournament except for class, let alone participated. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, there is one thing that has changed quite a bit, and a few of the official team members will greet him, like Yang Dong, Yu Xin, Da Luo, they are relatively kind.

Similar to Lin Bei, Wei Jian, and Chen Jian, these arrogant guys, the birds don't bird him, but it's enough, at least someone pays attention to him.

Having said that, since that competition, Lin Tao's whole person has not been good, not only are the younger brothers not as obedient as before, but they are famous in the class, but they are a little stinky.

You play an even match, everyone will not say that you are inferior but that people are more talented, after all, the world is so big, who dares to say that no one will laugh at birth.

You fought so badly, and you were told that this is the senior in the third year of high school, so everyone is not happy, blame you, who dares to blame that freshman?

Lose face!

Contempt!

Of course, Yang Xiaotian didn't know anything about these, and he didn't bother to pay attention to them, although his fame skyrocketed a lot overnight, and he also had a small status among the freshmen.

But it's useless!

What's the use of the worship of a group of big men, it's better to have a girl to be practical, what to autograph, ask for a phone number, ask for Weibo, how real are those!

Alas! A handful of bitter tears

In class, Mo Hou, who was sitting in the back, rubbed his back vigorously, Yang Xiaotian didn't pay much attention to it at first, but he couldn't bear it anymore in the back, and slapped him on the head.

Mo Hou cried with a sad face, and asked a little aggrieved: "I just want to ask you, where do you practice tennis, why are you so angry."

Regarding Mo Hou's question, Yang Xiaotian said lightly: "Abroad."

"Wow, you've been abroad, huh? Which country? Mo Hou exclaimed.

"The hottest area for tennis."

"Africa?"

“……”

"How many years have you been learning tennis?"

"I don't know, I forgot."

"You can forget this, so you didn't start beating your mother's womb? I don't remember it at the time. ”

Yang Xiaotian really didn't bother to pay attention to him, neurotic!

The bell rang soon after class, and Yang Xiaotian went to the court by himself without even bringing a racket, needless to say, pick up the ball!

As soon as he arrived at the tennis club, Yang Xiaotian changed into sportswear independently, and at this time, Yang Dong walked over, looked very familiar with the former, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Your name is Yang Xiaotian, right, go, as a senior, it is necessary for me to help your training, let's go to a game."

"You're here again?"

Yang Xiaotian pursed his lips and shook Yang Dong's palm away, ignoring the latter's embarrassed expression.

Yang Dong is really embarrassed, meow a mi, as a formal team member, will I help others find a field? You also underestimate me too much, so he said solemnly: "Otherwise, if you compare a ball, you will hit your wind or something, and if you can't catch it, I will lose, what?"

"Is it any good for me to play against you?"

Yang Xiaotian shook his head and said that he would not do it.

Yang Dong went away: "Boy, I am also an official team member, I have a right to recommend for the qualifying competition, to tell you honestly, if you want to participate in the official competition, you must buy all the team members, otherwise you ......"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaotian was even more disdainful, and glanced at Yang Dong, am I the kind of person who casually hands over my dignity, am I the kind of person who needs benefits to slap you?

All right! I'll admit, I was tempted!

No matter how reluctant he is, Yang Xiaotian can only giggle and accompany this shameless person to finish that ball!

Yang Dong held the ball: "I heard that the wind whirlwind must be a return ball, so I served first?"

The smile on Yang Dong's face was retracted little by little, and he threw the ball into the air with a serious face, and he just hit a serve that was on the heavy side and had a high spin.

Yang Xiaotian's posture is ready, and he already feels that entering the official team is just around the corner!

So, for that day, well, let's pretend to give this guy half of the strength of the whirlwind to fight back!

Not only to give face, but also to get recommendations!

After thinking of countermeasures, Yang Xiaotian's eyes showed a touch of cunning, it was still the same posture, and the beat was shifted backwards with all his strength, but only that strength was not in place.

Therefore, when the ball hits back, the strength of the ball is not half of the perfect hit, but far from it.

Yang Dong obviously didn't notice this scene, he still had a very dignified expression, and when he raised the racket, the ball also entered the racket smoothly and hit it back.

This ball, Yang Xiaotian estimated that he lost, and put on a shocked face and looked at Yang Dong: "Why did you break my ball?"

Yang Dong also seemed to be flustered, so easy? Nima, this is fighting back? Didn't they all say that it was amazing?

What's so good?

Yes?

What the hell is wrong with you?

Yang Dong won!

Inexplicably won

Well, the precious one-vote recommendation is gone.

Yang Dong walked out of the court, still with a suspicious look: "Are you sure that the ball is full force?"

Yang Xiaotian nodded heavily, and said with a sincere expression: "It's really all my strength, I deserve to be an official team member, I'm really arrogant!"

Nima, it's so exciting, it's so exciting, no one has awarded me an international Oscar for Actor of the Year?

"Senior, don't forget that ticket recommendation!"

“……”

The mood is so comfortable, I got a good impression again, and I took out the recommendation vote, it turns out that this official team member has so much power, it's really exciting.

I think that one day, I, Yang Xiaotian, will become a full-fledged team member, holding the power to kill, and see who is not happy to kick whom, this is what it feels like......

Yang Xiaotian was thinking about it when a familiar face suddenly appeared in front of him, it was Mo Hou.

Mo Hou looked at the former with a sad look on his face, and said with a bitter face: "There is a girl outside looking for you, saying that she is your fan."

No human rights, no reason, no humanity!

Mo Hou feels that sometimes the world is unfair, either the society that looks at the face, or the money proposition!

This guy is a freshman, just a few days after entering school, and there are girls looking up to Mao! I've been playing tennis for three years, why don't you have it, where are you who belong to my sister!

Yang Xiaotian thought it was a joke at first, and after thinking about it, maybe someone really paid attention to me these days, so he walked in the designated direction, and just a few steps away, he saw a very familiar girl standing there indifferently with her hands behind her back.

The girl is dressed in sportswear, simple dress with this delicate ponytail, and her fair and flawless skin looks even more tender in the sun, which makes people can't help but want to pinch it

"You...... Who is it? ”

Yang Xiaotian hesitated a little and said, after all, happiness came too suddenly, which made people unable to resist! But what the girl said next was to make him freeze in place!

"I know you, Anglo-American Tournament, Britain's main No. 1 singles player, Demon Yang Xiaotian!"

Yu Xuanxuan said indifferently.