Chapter 3 Ministers

"1-0, Jiang Fengyan leads."

Liu Fangze glanced at Zhao Wuhui, thinking that this kid couldn't save his first service game, he was really hopeless.

Zhao Wuhui stared at Jiang Fengyan viciously, he didn't know why this nerd had become so powerful, didn't he never touch a tennis ball?

The students outside the iron net were a little unexpected after Jiang Fengyan won the first game.

In particular, Jiang Fengyan also played a lovegame in the opponent's service game.

The so-called lovegame is that in a tennis game, the side wins four points in a row, and the opponent does not score a point, and the meaning of love is zero points.

"Is this really that nerd?"

"yes, but then again, it's because his opponent is too weak."

"That's right, that kid isn't from the tennis club after all, and it's normal for his level to be low."

These words, which fell into Zhao Wuhui's ears, were extremely unpleasant and harsh.

His face became more and more ugly, and he thought to himself, desperately trying to get back to a game.

"Just let me see how your serve goes."

Zhao Wuhui held the racket tightly and stared at Jiang Fengyan intently.

After Jiang Fengyan glanced at Zhao Wuhui's position, he raised his head and threw the ball high, and then used his feet hard, while rotating his body, he suddenly waved his arms and swung towards the falling tennis ball.

This is a very standard sidespin serve, just like Zhao Wuhui's serve.

After seeing Jiang Fengyan's serve, the surrounding students all shouted: "What, that Jiang Fengyan, who never touches a tennis ball, can serve so formally!" ”

As soon as the words fell, only a thud was heard, and the tennis ball landed inside the bottom corner of the first zone, less than a centimeter from the boundary line, and then bounced off the court.

Before Zhao Wuhui could see the trajectory of the tennis ball clearly, he found that he had lost points.

"What was the serve?"

Zhao Wuhui turned his head and looked at the tennis ball that bounced off the ground to the iron net, and opened his mouth wide and was speechless.

"I didn't catch it, it's an ace."

"That Jiang Fengyan was actually able to send out an ace ball!"

"It's too powerful, although the opponent's level is low, it's not easy to be able to send an ace ball, is he really Jiang Fengyan?"

For the ACE ball developed by Jiang Feng just now, the students outside the iron net couldn't hold back their surprise and began to discuss it loudly with the people around them.

Liu Fangze was also stunned for a moment, although the serve is the same as Zhao Wuhui, it is a simple sidespin serve, but the tennis landing point chosen by Jiang Fengyan is extremely tricky, and this kind of tricky ball, even if it is a member of the tennis department, may not be able to do it 100%.

"This Jiang Fengyan is hidden deep enough!"

Liu Fangze sighed, he could no longer treat him as a novice, at least much higher than this Zhao Wuhui.

"Referee, you're so stupid, okay?"

After Jiang Fengyan scored, Liu Fangze did not make a verdict, and reminded after sneering at Liu Fangze.

Liu Fangze came back to his senses at this time, his face changed slightly, he was undoubtedly a little angry at what Jiang Fengyan said just now, and shouted loudly: "ACE! 15-0.”

This was followed by a second serve, also an ace.

After four aces in a row, the score came to 2-0.

It was another lovegame, and it was four aces in a row.

The difference in strength between Jiang Fengyan and Zhao Wuhui has been fully reflected.

Liu Fangze opened his mouth even more in surprise, to be honest, even he himself could not guarantee that he would issue four aces when he fought against Zhao Wuhui.

"When did this Jiang Fengyan start to become so strong?"

Liu Fangze frowned.

In the end, the game ended in the ninth minute, and Jiang Fengyan won 6-0.

Jiang Fengyan stretched hard, the game just now was no different from a warm-up for him.

Glancing at Zhao Wuhui, who was distraught and embarrassed, Jiang Fengyan sneered, and said mercilessly: "You are still far away!" ”

Zhao Wuhui, who lost the game, hurriedly clamped his tail, didn't even take his tennis racket, and fled amid the ridicule of everyone.

The game is over, the farce is over, and the people watching the excitement have dispersed, leaving only the students in the first class of the second year of high school, still stunned in place, wondering in their hearts, what happened to Jiang Fengyan today? Is this Jiang Fengyan in front of you still that Jiang Fengyan?

Liu Fangze got down from the referee's chair, he didn't know much about Jiang Fengyan, a student, after all, he was not in the same class, although he was often seen to be praised in the morning, but he didn't care, he didn't have a good impression of tennis, he wouldn't have a good impression of that person.

However, today, after watching his game, Liu Fangze's opinion of Jiang Fengyan has changed.

"I really didn't expect that you are not only good at studying, but also so good at tennis, but I have a question, why did you refuse to touch tennis before, as if you had a fear of tennis."

"Really?"

Jiang Fengyan was taken aback, thinking to himself that Jiang Fengyan here is not simply not disliking tennis, but afraid of tennis, why is this?

Seeing that Jiang Fengyan also had a puzzled expression on his face, this made Liu Fangze completely stunned, thinking to himself, could it be that this kid has a dual personality?

"That game wasn't fun, was it?"

Liu Fangze suddenly changed the topic and asked with a smile.

After hearing this, the corners of Jiang Fengyan's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled lightly.

"What, do you want to fight me too?"

When Liu Fangze heard this, he mistakenly thought that Jiang Fengyan was very powerful because he was an official member of the tennis club, so he didn't dare to fight with him, so he said, "Can't you?" Don't worry, I'm not going to do it with all my might. ”

Jiang Fengyan snorted coldly and said, "If you don't have to go all out, you will lose badly." ”

Liu Fangze was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Jiang Fengyan to say such a thing, and then he shook his head and laughed.

It's just that at this time, his expression has changed, and now he is very serious.

"Then try."

After speaking, he took the tennis racket from his racket bag and stood on the tennis court.

Jiang Fengyan also came to the tennis court, and at this time, there was no sound in his mind.

Jiang Fengyan frowned, thinking to himself, can't he get points for playing with him?

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Forget it, just be able to play."

"Who serves first?" Jiang Fengyan asked.

"You serve first."

Liu Fangze said, and then leaned down slightly with a serious expression, swaying from side to side, waiting for Jiang Fengyan's serve.

"No, Jiang Fengyan wants to compete with Liu Fangze?"

At this time, there were not many people left on the side of the tennis court, but when they saw Jiang Fengyan and Liu Fangze standing on the tennis court, especially looking at the posture of the two of them, it was obvious that they were going to fight.

"There's a good show to watch, hurry up and call someone to watch it."

"Jiang Fengyan and Liu Fangze, an official member of the tennis department!"

The do-gooders on the edge of the tennis court ran away in a frenzy and spread the word everywhere in the school.

However, Jiang Fengyan just threw the ball high, and a loud shout suddenly came, which frightened Jiang Fengyan all over.

The tennis ball landed on the ground and bounced and rolled away.

Jiang Fengyan and Liu Fangze followed the prestige at the same time.

I saw a tall boy, dyed red hair, wearing a white suit, his hands in his trouser pockets, standing expressionlessly outside the iron net and watching them.

"Liu Fangze, you don't train, what are you doing here, go back!"

Liu Fangze let out a long sigh and said obediently: "Understood, minister! ”

Then he came to Jiang Fengyan's side and said softly: "Let's keep the game between us first, and then find a chance to play." ”

After saying that, he hurriedly left the tennis court.

"Is he the head of the tennis department, it feels terrible."

Looking at the back of the tall boy leaving, the corners of Jiang Fengyan's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled lightly.

"There's a tennis club, I don't know how to get in?"

At this time, Jiang Fengyan's classmates all came to his side, surrounded him and said, "Yes, Jiang Fengyan, you dare to compete with the official members of the tennis club." ”

"Isn't there no comparison?"

After Jiang Fengyan said casually, he raised his head and looked at the sky, thinking that today's class was over.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan handed the tennis racket to a classmate and said, "Please return this racket to Zhao Wuhui." ”

After speaking, Jiang Fengyan put his hands behind his head and left the tennis court.

It wasn't until Jiang Fengyan left a long distance that his classmates chased after him and shouted, "Jiang Fengyan, there are still two classes in the morning!" ”

The class bell rang, and many students missed class and came to the tennis court, looking at the empty tennis court, looking at each other.

"What about a good game?"

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