The next morning, the April day was already starting to get a little hot, and there was a light breeze, but it was still difficult to get rid of the heat. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Xiaotian felt that he was neglected, and he had a kind of rush to be abandoned by the world, looking at the fat Mo Hou in front of him, he wanted to kick him into outer space.

Lao Tzu helped you find the field last night, why don't you have to go to class today and don't tell me? I worked alone in the class for a long time in the morning, and finally a teacher passed by and told me that today's senior high school group participated in the school competition community activities.

No, it's really hard to swallow this breath without venting it!

Mo Hou looked at Yang Xiaotian who was angry with some depression, shook his head and said, "The teacher said before school yesterday that I didn't have to go to class today and went directly to my respective arena to wait for the arrangement."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaotian sighed, turned his head a little embarrassed, Nima fell asleep in class yesterday, where did you hear it.

Listening to the teacher say those words is the same as learning the basics of tennis, one word, tired! Besides, the English teacher is still the class teacher, so it is even more unnecessary, with your own English level, English class, you don't need to listen to it at all!

"By the way, do you know what day it is?" Mo Hou suddenly said a little mysteriously.

"What? Is there any major competition? Yang Xiaotian said.

Mo Hou stretched out his finger and shook it, and then said excitedly: "Today is the day when all the official members of the competitive events of Youth No. 2 Middle School will return, don't you understand?"

"Regular?"

Yang Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, the senior who competed yesterday seemed to have said that the official team members were not present at the school, but he had never heard of it.

I just didn't expect the official team members to return today.

Mo Hou continued: "Because the spring tournament is held in the province, which is a league system, and there is a competition for the academy every spring, so this year's seniors go out to compete and are not in school."

"The first reason I came back today is that the game over there is over, and the second is that our school tennis team will have a qualifying station next month, and it is said that there will be a reshuffle."

"The so-called qualifying round is a competition conducted in the second and third grades, and the winning side will advance to the remaining eight in the end and become the new official team members."

Mo Hou said a lot in one breath, and his saliva was not swallowed, as if the more he spoke, the more excited he became.

"Can't we freshmen participate?" Yang Xiaotian wondered.

"Surely not, we won't be able to compete until next spring." Mo Hou spread his hands helplessly.

Yang Xiaotian nodded, next spring? It's going to be a year before I can compete, just kidding.

Waiting for a year is quite a year to pick up more balls, Yang Xiaotian is not a child who doesn't know anything, this kind of loss is not done.

“……”

Time passed minute by minute, and all the people from the tennis department had already gathered around, densely packed, dozens of times more than usual, estimated to be hundreds.

There were also quite a few girls gathered in the women's field next door, and at a glance, what caught my eye was the same youth sportswear, as well as the small short skirt, which was particularly bright.

The male compatriots in the men's field seem to feel that their patience is not enough, the hot summer is already hot, and the clothes next door are so eye-catching, they can't feel uncomfortable.

So, a boy pretended to be a gentleman and began to flirt with the girl, and with the lead, a group of people gradually approached the women's area and mingled, chatting very well.

However, what made Yang Xiaotian pay more attention was that among those girls, there was a girl who made him pay more attention, of course, it was not that he was lustful, but that the girl was dressed a little differently from others.

It seems that it should be a first-year freshman, but the first-year freshman is wearing a different sportswear from others, a red and white sportswear, which is obviously owned by the official members of the Youth Academy.

This seemingly first-year freshman turned out to be a full-fledged team member?

How can it be?

When Yang Xiaotian's puzzled gaze wandered over the girl, the girl in the distance seemed to notice it, and she looked at him from a distance through the crowd.

Yang Xiaotian finally saw those eyes, which were very clear, but also a little cold, and the girl withdrew her gaze and continued to ignore the noise around her.

The embarrassing scene was very dramatic, but soon, strong slogans erupted all around, and they all looked into the distance, where was the school gate, and the buses were neatly parked on the empty playground, a full five!

The five buses slowly opened the door, and what came into view was the red and white uniforms, which were the unified school uniforms of the Youth College, only the logo on the chest was different.

And the first car Hao Ran chest is in the shape of a basketball, this is a member of the basketball team!

When they came out, the members of the basketball club in the distance let out cheers, seemingly very excited, and some female fans rushed over to ask for autographs, and the members of the basketball team also enjoyed the atmosphere, and extended their arms to cheer.

The second car was a member of the football team, and it was the same atmosphere.

The third badminton team!

Fourth football team!

Until the fifth, there were two teams of men and women, and the moment they got off the bus, many people in the tennis club waved big flags to welcome them back.

Official member of the tennis team!

Team Leader: Lin Xin, senior high school

Vice Captain: Ming Yue, senior high school

Yang Dong, second grade

Chen Jian, second grade

Da Luo, 3rd grade

Lin Bei, 2nd grade

Wei Jian, 3rd grade

Yu Xin, Year 3

This is the official member of today's youth tennis team, the legendary team that played in the top three in the country last year, although some of them have been replaced, but the team is still the same team.

The team did not feel any cheers from the tennis department, and the captain Lin Xin stepped forward, with a pair of stern eyes, without a trace of emotion, and said to the many personnel of the tennis department: "What do you do together, the second-year and third-year players enter the field to prepare for the game, and the first-year freshmen are ready to pick up the ball."

"Qualifying takes place in ten days, second and third grades are ready, and first grades won't be on the qualifying roster until next spring this year."

"Also, hook up with the tennis club next door without authorization, everyone runs ten laps of the court, act immediately!"

This is the majesty of the youth captain, as soon as he played, he immediately calmed the whole court, there was no emotion at all, of course, without him, it may be difficult for this year's tennis club to enter the key training objects.

As the vice captain, Yu Yue also spoke: "The number of unofficial players is reported up, and the strength and age of the ball are the focus."

"As for the new students, report and recommend the strongest member in your mind, which will be conducive to the better development of our Youth Academy."

"So, now the official team members have also started to train, after so many days of rest, it's time to make up for it."

"Let's go!"

“yes！”

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaotian was already dumbfounded, this is the team, I want to think about the broken team in the UK back then, there is no team spirit and aura at all, look at the people, this is called a team!

Yang Xiaotian wants to join the tennis club even more!

……

The freshmen could only pick up the ball and practice swinging and running, and there was no chance of getting off the field at all, so they could only watch the training of the regular team members and the second and third grades.

Compared with the competition of those informal players, Yang Xiaotian is more interested in the practice of formal players, they seem to have some weighted weight guards on their hands, and two weight ankles on their feet, and they are practicing ball control one-on-one.

There are three position tags in the field, which are red, yellow and blue, and the person in charge is responsible for playing the ball to another member and saying the color that must be hit at the same time.

Another member of the team hit the corresponding position with a weighted wrist guard, and more importantly, none of them were missed, which surprised Yang Xiaotian.

"Oh no, the ball is hard!"

At this time, Yu Xin, the official player in charge of batting, hesitated and used too much force to accidentally hit the off-court freshman, only a few meters away from Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian looked at the tennis ball flying towards him, his eyes were fixed, he picked up the racket in his hand, and returned the ball in the stunned eyes of many people.

The ball hit the marker with unmistakable accuracy!