Chapter 3: Compete with the seniors of the tennis club

"Hey, you're newcomers, come over and help us pick up the ball!"

A voice that seemed not very harmonious made the people who were originally eager to try a little angry, Yang Xiaotian looked at the source of the sound,

I saw that in a court in front of them, a boy with a hat was holding a racket and was sparring with another classmate, and the ground was filled with countless tennis balls. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At least 100 tennis balls, two people playing 100 tennis balls?

Excuse me, what are you two fighting again? Even if you are skillful, you can't play a hundred tennis balls in a short time, or do you two have not rested all day?

If so, then it can be forgiven.

Yang Xiaotian was very puzzled, and just wanted to speak, Mo Hou, who was already a little trembling with anger next to him, said: "We are freshmen who have just signed up, but the freshmen who have just entered will not start studying until the official team members come back, and we can practice casually during this time."

Yes, before the official players return, the new students have a period of freedom to leave the game and can also leave the field early without being tied down.

But now this sudden order made Mo Hou a little unable to pull his face, and he said that he was going to leave the game just now, why did he become a helping person pick up the ball?

Mo Hou seemed to feel the suspicious eyes of the people behind him, and he only felt that his face was hot, and for the sake of face, he spoke.

"Let's ......"

The two seniors walked over slowly, held their rackets against Mo Hou's fat stomach, and sneered: "You are the green onion again, don't think that if the official team members go out to compete, no one will be able to control you."

Chen Hang, sophomore

Liu Yang, a sophomore in high school

They are all substitute players and have the qualifications to participate in the tennis team ranking tournament, but it seems that because of this qualification, they always have a good self for themselves.

Today's people are like this, they have some capital or rights, they treat others as grass, attack physically with all kinds of language, and bow their heads when they meet tough people.

And isn't that what these two people are looking for?

"No, senior, I didn't mean that, we just wanted to familiarize ourselves with the venue first, after all, we were new to school, so we ......" Mo Hou said with some trepidation.

"Needless to say, freshmen, you must be familiar with it first, that's for sure, as seniors, we also understand it, but don't you think it's easier to get familiar with picking up balls?"

"Or do you think it's a shame to help us pick up the ball?" Chen Hang used his racket to resist Mo Hou, and his voice was a little low.

At this time, Mo Hou had already been forced to tremble a little, sweat stains were constantly flowing on his cheeks, he was just a freshman who had just entered school, and he didn't know how to face this embarrassing scene.

Seeing that the former didn't speak, Chen Hang pursed his lips and stabbed him gently, Mo Hou stumbled and took a few steps back in fear.

Another senior, Liu Yang, also seemed to feel that it was not enjoyable, and said to Yang Xiaotian: "You guys, hurry up and pick up the ball, didn't you see that we are practicing so hard, and we are almost out of balls to play?"

Hearing this, everyone hesitated, some didn't even know whether to take action or not, and no one was willing to take the lead, which made the scene even more embarrassing.

There were already a lot of people gathered around, and many freshmen from other classes, seniors, and even teachers turned their eyes to this side, but it was difficult for them to come forward, and the teacher couldn't touch his hands and feet to the tennis club.

After all, this is not above the classroom.

Yang Xiaotian looked back and found that their expressions were very complicated, and he shook his head helplessly, sure enough, it was not good for the freshmen to survive, and when he took the next step, he said with a smile: "The two seniors seem to be practicing very hard?"

Liu Yang and Chen Hang saw Yang Xiaotian's height of less than 1.7 meters, and their interest deepened, they mainly suppressed newcomers, and replied immediately: "Of course, we, the future stars of the tennis department, have to deal with qualifying matches and prepare for the national competition, but we are very tired, hahahaha."

The people around them had already felt disdainful when they heard their conversation, and some of them knew that if it weren't for their boss being a full-time third-year team member, how could these two be so arrogant?

Yang Xiaotian smiled even more, picked up a tennis ball, and said with a smile: "Since the two seniors are so tired, why don't you let me see if you are qualified to let us freshmen pick up balls, right?"

When he said this, Yang Xiaotian's expression had changed, and he had never been more serious and gloomy than he had ever been.

It's a good thing that you don't have the strength to be low-key, and you have the strength not to pretend to be forced, and you are still here to pick up the discipline and look at people's faces?

I'm sorry, Yang Xiaotian never knew what a low-key endorsement was, he came here to highlight his strength, and the purpose was nothing more than to learn from the strongest people to improve his strength.

Since some people say that they are the rising stars of the future, this shows that the strength of others may be very strong?

So isn't it more interesting to defeat these so-called seniors?

Chen Hang and Liu Yang's expressions were obviously sluggish for a moment, and then they clutched their stomachs and laughed: "You want to compete with us?" I'll let you hit you 6:0 with one hand. ”

In the face of this ridicule, Yang Xiaotian obviously didn't waste much effort, walked into the court with his bag on his back, picked up his handy tennis racket, and did pre-hot exercises by himself.

Warm up, tie up your handbag, swing your racket, and lace your shoes, so the action is done in one go without a hint of delay.

"Xiaotian, do you really want to compete with them? Can you do it? Mo Hou walked over and said a little worriedly, and a group of classmates behind him also looked at him with inquiring eyes.

"Hehe, look at it." Yang Xiaotian held a racket to Chen Hang and Liu Yang.

"Who are you? Or are the two on together? ”

The latter two were obviously stunned, and their brows furrowed: "Are the new students so hard now? It's really under-trained. ”

"Let's go, I'll let you serve first!"

Chen Hang threw the ball to Yang Xiaotian and prepared the posture for tennis.

Yang Xiaotian didn't serve immediately, but glanced at Chen Hang's posture, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth.

Holding the racket in his right hand and holding the ball in his left hand, Yang Xiaotian threw the ball into the air, and then saw the ball fly to the right side of Chen Hang's court, which was very slow.

"Hey, this kind of serve is too embarrassing to say big things?"

Chen Hang hit the ball back without any pressure, and then quickly ran to the net, using his height to dominate the front of the net.

Standing in front of the net, Chen Hang stared at Yang Xiaotian tightly, his eyes were provocative, and his height of 1.8 meters made the latter have no space to pick.

High lob ball? If the ball is not well controlled, it will go out of bounds!

Frontal balls? The opponent will definitely receive it easily, and once the opponent receives it, what awaits you will definitely be a short ball that cannot be counterattacked, or a gravity hit just face ball.

Chen Hang is very smart, this kind of volley in front of the net, for a person of Yang Xiaotian's height, if he is a novice, he really has no way to start, but.

For Yang Xiaotian, this is nothing more than a tactful way for the other party to humiliate himself.

Still with a sneer, Yang Xiaotian squatted down, and when the ball touched the ground, he slid the racket out of an arc from the bottom to the top, and the ball flew high in the air behind Chen Hang with a super spin.

Chen Hang still didn't move in front of the net, because he didn't have to move, that kind of ball would definitely go out of bounds.

While Chen Hang didn't move, the corners of Yang Xiaotian's mouth lifted and said, "15---0."

At the same time, the ball lands, exactly on the opposite line, out of bounds, and no longer in bounds, but this kind of ball is still awarded a score.

Chen Hang's face changed, Mo Hou and the others were also confused, and the people watching around were also surprised.

"Good little day, defeat him!" Mo Hou and the others turned their faces and said excitedly.

"Go ahead, it's just one goal." Yang Xiaotian smiled, and threw the ball into the air without slowness.

Chen Hang had already come back to his senses, but it was just a ball, it must have been a coincidence, so be careful this time.

Running, hitting back, while the ball was hit back, Chen Hang's footsteps quickly moved to the net, and his face became serious.

Before he could figure out how to deal with it, the ball flew to a height that he couldn't touch, and its power and spin of the ball should be out of bounds no matter how you look at it.

However, the ball fell in the middle of the boundary, and it couldn't go in and out, which made him unbelievable, once by chance, and twice by chance?

It's a pity that the world doesn't have so many coincidences, and the freshman he underestimated ended him with 6---0.

6-----0 is just 24 goals, one point is four goals, 15--0, 30--0, 40--0, 40 impact The first point is the fourth goal, 24 goals, and it was solved in just five minutes.

Chen Hang's sweat kept staying, his eyes were dull, with incredible, unbelievable, he lost, he was defeated?

The people around erupted into strong voices, Mo Hou and the others had already rushed into the arena to cheer, and they couldn't believe that a freshman really had the strength to defeat the second-year substitutes.

But it can't be helped, that's just the way it is.