Chapter 39: It's a pity

"Poof...... Five thousand dollars...... No, let me laugh for a while......" On the tennis court, He Jin almost couldn't hold back: "With such a low price, she is embarrassed to say that she is in this business?" ”

On the other side, Du Jia stared at He Jin, his face was very unkind.

Just as he guessed before, the tall woman was the legendary peripheral girl, and I don't know if there was someone behind it, or if she was just moved by Du Jia's pure beauty, the tall woman came directly to find Du Jia.

Fifteen hundred dollars a night, and if a blood is still there, five thousand dollars for the first night...... Moreover, this is not a one-shot deal, in the future, you can continue to take Du Jia peripheral with you, go in and out of high-end places, see all kinds of local tyrants, and walk to the peak of life from then on......

After listening to Du Jia tell the whole thing angrily, He Jin was about to burst into laughter, when did the student girl become so worthless? It's very expensive to come out and buy a blood, especially Du Jia's posture, and you don't need to take yellow eel blood or pigeon blood to pretend to be blood......

"Laugh! Makes you laugh! Du Jia waved the racket angrily, snapped, and hit the tennis ball towards He Jin.

The whirring sound of breaking the air came, He Jin pushed his hand up, and the racket directly knocked the tennis ball out, which happened to fall less than a meter in front of Du Jia.

didn't even do the action of running, Du Jia leaned down slightly, moved his right foot slightly, and directly swung the racket, knocking the tennis ball away.

He Jin already has a good tennis foundation, and now his control of power has reached a level of subtlety, so he can hit the ball wherever he wants.

However, He Jin came to be a sparring partner, and he didn't mean to dominate at all, and honestly played with Du Jia.

After fighting for nearly an hour, even if he stood still, Du Jia's physical strength was a little exhausted.

Hitting the flying ball to the ground with a racket, Du Jia wiped the sweat on his forehead and looked at his watch: "Senior, it's not too early, let's play again when I have time in the future." ”

"Okay." He Jin also put away the tennis racket, walked to Du Jia's side leisurely, took out a pack of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Du Jia: "Wipe your sweat." ”

"Thank you, senior." Du Jia didn't refuse pretentiously, took out a piece of paper to wipe off the sweat, and winked at He Jin: "Senior, to show gratitude, I will invite you to dinner at noon." ”

"Okay." He Jin didn't shirk either, but when he saw the middle-aged man with a tennis racket walking over, he couldn't help but shrug his shoulders: "However, it seems that something has come to the door." ”

When he was playing just now, this middle-aged man was watching from behind, and he was probably standing for almost half an hour now.

Well? Du Jia was a little puzzled, turned his head, and greeted, "Hello Teacher Sun." ”

Immediately, Du Jia pulled He Jin's shirt and whispered, "This is Teacher Sun who taught us tennis." ”

The tennis court of Yunhai University is indoor, only open to faculty and students, and this teacher Sun is also idle and bored to accompany friends to play on the tennis court, but after seeing He Jin playing, Teacher Sun's attention was attracted.

Du Jia in the court may not feel much, but Mr. Sun outside the court can see it clearly, every time He Jin hits the ball, it accurately falls in front of Du Jia's tennis racket, and Du Jia can hit it with just one swing of the racket.

It's okay to say once or twice, but it's almost an hour, and He Jin maintains this rhythm, which is a bit terrifying.

Maybe you can find a good tennis seedling! Teacher Sun was very excited.

"Are you interested in playing a few balls?" Mr. Sun was a little eager to try.

He Jin looked at his watch, it was not too late, so he nodded: "Then play for a few more minutes." ”

"Okay." Teacher Sun was not polite, and when He Jin stood still on the opposite side, he threw the ball directly and slammed it.

The tennis ball flew out at a very tricky angle, and flew towards the edge of the court.

He Jin's face remained unchanged, he took a quick step to the right, and with the racket swinging from bottom to top, the tennis ball was picked up and flew back, flying directly towards Teacher Sun.

Mr. Sun was a little surprised, stood still, adjusted the angle, and hit another ball with a tricky angle.

He Jin moved a few steps quickly, and the racket was picked up again, the same rhythm as just now, after the tennis ball bounced on the ground, it basically landed within the reach of Mr. Sun.

You went back and forth, played for five minutes, and this ball has not even been decided.

"Hit the more aggressive one." Teacher Sun waved his racket to knock the tennis ball away, and then shouted at He Jin.

Well, you made me fight! Then don't blame me for not giving you face!

He Jin trotted two steps forward, then jumped up, hit the flying tennis ball in mid-air, and the tennis ball immediately bounced back, and before Mr. Sun could react, it landed directly in the corner of the tennis court, and then bounced out of bounds.

Teacher Sun was a little dumbfounded, it can be seen from He Jin's last goal that He Jin is not the kind of person who can only be beaten and not attack, on the contrary, He Jin has a solid foundation and superb skills.

What's more, He Jin is still very young.

Putting the racket into the tennis bag, Mr. Sun didn't say anything about continuing to play, but walked up to He Jin and asked directly, "How many students are you?" ”

"Senior year, graduating soon." He Jin also began to collect the racket.

Teacher Sun was a little disappointed, if He Jin was a freshman and sophomore, he could personally train He Jin for a few years, and if He Jin broke into something famous in the future, his face would also be bright......

But soon, the disappointment in Mr. Sun's heart dissipated, because he thought that He Jin's tennis level seemed to be much better than him, and He Jin might not be willing to take tennis as a profession.

"Are you interested in being a pro?" Teacher Sun asked tentatively: "I am the vice president of the Municipal Tennis Association, if you want to be a professional player......

"Not interested." Without waiting for Teacher Sun to finish speaking, He Jin rejected him: "I don't want to tie myself to a certain profession." Tennis, it's okay to play occasionally, but I don't plan to be a professional player at the moment. ”

He Jin is a restless person, whether it is the ethereal temporary job in the police station or the seemingly wonderful career as an athlete, it is impossible to bind He Jin for a lifetime.

The world is so big, He Jin wants to go out and have a look.

Teacher Sun sighed obviously in disappointment, He Jin refused to be an athlete, he couldn't force He Jin to be an athlete with a gun, right?

"It's a pity." Mr. Sun did not hide his regret at all.

"It's a shame to be an athlete." He Jin shook his head: "I have to be on that small court for the rest of my life, and those days are simply boring." ”

"Well, young people have their own ideas." Teacher Sun patted He Jin on the shoulder: "If you are interested, contact me again." ”

He Jin shrugged his shoulders and watched Teacher Sun leave, he was really not interested in being an athlete or something.

"It's time to eat." Du Jia looked at the time, then looked up at He Jin: "Senior, what do you want to eat?" ”

This time, he asked He Jin, go to the canteen, the pressure is too low, how can you invite guests to eat and go to the canteen? But to go to the outside hotel or something, it is too cost-effective, the cost performance is too low.

Sometimes, it's a kind of science to treat yourself or something. As the person who said, the world is full of knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article.

"I don't know what I want to eat, so let's eat whatever I want." He Jin said.

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, Du Jia said: "Recently, a new crockpot soup has been opened, I have eaten it a few times, and it tastes good." I'll treat you to it. ”

"Okay, it's up to you." He Jin naturally didn't care, and followed Du Jia towards the outside of the school.