Chapter 2: Preliminary Round
That nerd Jiang Fengyan actually wants to play a tennis match with Zhao Wuhui!
This incident made the entire sophomore class of students boil, and the atmosphere became particularly lively.
"Hey, have you heard, that nerd in the sophomore class who is often bullied is going to play tennis with his classmates today."
This one thing was spread by ten, ten by hundred, and after a while, the whole school knew about it.
The reason why so many students pay attention to this matter is because it has been too dull recently, and the days are a bit boring, and most of the students are in a state of being in a state of having nothing to do; The second is because Jiang Fengyan's grades here are very good, all along, his exam scores have always occupied the top three in the school, and he is often praised in public during the Monday morning meeting, so Jiang Fengyan is a little celebrity in the school, and of course he has also attracted the jealousy of other school tyrants.
What's more, Jiang Fengyan's personality here is too wooden, taciturn, and a little withdrawn from the crowd, so no one wants to make friends with him.
Today, though, the sun is coming out of the west!
Jiang Fengyan actually played tennis with his classmates, and the students in the school knew that Jiang Fengyan had never touched tennis!
In the eyes of others, it would undoubtedly be a farce!
Jiang Fengyan and Zhao Wuhui came to the tennis court, and those who were playing tennis quickly withdrew from the tennis court after knowing about it, and they were also very curious, how Jiang Fengyan, who had never touched tennis, was going to play with Zhao Wuhui.
Zhao Wuhui carried a tennis racket, stood on the side of the tennis ball, looked around, and found that in this short period of time, hundreds of people had gathered to watch the game.
"No, I'm just playing around with this nerd, how can there be so many people."
After glancing at the crowd, there were still people from the tennis department, at this time, Zhao Wuhui was a little nervous, it was the first time he was playing under the gaze of so many people.
"In this game, I have to win it beautifully! Don't lose face! β
The students who were on the sidelines had a heated discussion before the game even began.
"Did that nerd take the wrong medicine today?"
"I think he must be too withdrawn, always alone, no one pays attention to him, and now he has psychological problems."
"The person who fought against the nerd seems to be called Zhao Wuhui."
At this time, a member of the tennis club spoke.
"What, that Zhao Wuhui is also from the tennis club?"
The member of the tennis department smiled: "How is it possible, that Zhao Wuhui can indeed play tennis, but at most he can only play, and his level is very average." β
"In other words, this game is a contest between a person with ordinary tennis skills and a person who can't play tennis?"
"It doesn't seem interesting."
"How come, it's boring, there are so many people watching the game?"
"yes, it's because they're not at a good level that it's going to be fun."
The member of the tennis club laughed.
At this time, the people around this tennis club member immediately understood what he meant, and they all laughed.
People who don't know much about the two will definitely make a lot of jokes.
At this time, Jiang Fengyan had not yet played, he was waving the tennis racket in his hand, and then did a warm-up exercise to check his physical condition here.
What surprised Jiang Fengyan a little was that Jiang Fengyan's body here was actually stronger than his own body over there.
"What's the matter, isn't he a nerd, how can he be so fit?"
Just when Jiang Fengyan was wondering, the audience outside the arena seemed to be unable to wait, and shouted loudly: "Hey, nerd, come on the field, is it stage fright?" β
At this time, Jiang Fengyan came back to his senses, and glanced at the person who yelled at him outside the iron net with great meaning, and when that person saw Jiang Fengyan's eyes, he suddenly felt cold behind him.
"Why does this nerd look so scary today!"
"It seems that Jiang Fengyan here is not a simple guy, there must be some secret behind him."
Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the tennis court.
These things will be figured out later, now just enjoy the game.
The moment he stepped on the tennis court, Jiang Fengyan trembled, and a familiar voice sounded in his heart.
ββNetKing system has been opened.
Opponent level this time: No rank.
Two points are awarded for winning a match within 10 minutes.
Win a match within 20 minutes to earn 1 point.
More than 20 minutes, zero points.
If you lose the game, 100 million points will be deducted.
- Come on!
When the voice disappeared, Jiang Fengyan's face was full of black lines, he only added such a little point if he won, and he had to deduct 100 million points if he lost, which was undoubtedly telling himself that this Zhao Wuhui's level was extremely ordinary, and if he couldn't even win, don't play tennis.
"Slow, since there is a game, how can there be no referee, let me be the referee."
As a word rang out, a man walked in with a smile on his face before the two of them could start the game.
When that person appeared on the tennis court, the spectators outside the net immediately screamed loudly.
Even Zhao Wuhui's eyes widened, and the whole person looked very excited!
"It's Liu Fangze, an official member of the tennis club!"
Liu Fangze looked at Jiang Fengyan and Zhao Wuhui and smiled: "No opinion, right?" β
Zhao Wuhui scratched the back of his head, nodded and said, "It's our honor for our seniors to be referees for us." β
Jiang Fengyan shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Whatever you want." β
The people around him were a little unhappy when they saw Jiang Fengyan treating the official players of the tennis department with such an attitude, but they were more surprised, is this really the introverted and timid Jiang Fengyan?
In this world where tennis is respected, being able to become an official member of the school's tennis club has to have quite good strength and fame.
Behind this Liu Fangze, there may be hundreds of brain-dead fan groups.
Jiang Fengyan dares to treat Liu Fangze like this, isn't he afraid of offending those brain-dead fans?
For Jiang Fengyan, he won't think about it so much, tennis is tennis, and official players are not so unusual, even if he is a professional player, isn't he a person?
"A set to determine the winner, Zhao Wuhui serves."
Zhao Wuhui held the tennis ball tightly, looked at Jiang Fengyan on the other side of the net coldly, and thought in his heart: "This time, even Liu Fangze's predecessors have appeared here, I have to perform well, and strive to get Liu Fangze's appreciation, the next time the tennis department recruits new people, maybe I can easily enter the department." I'm sorry, Jiang Fengyan, you can be my stepping stone for once. β
"Hey, hurry up and serve, what are you grinding?"
Jiang Fengyan yawned and said loudly.
"How did this nerd become so arrogant?"
After gritting his teeth fiercely, Zhao Wuhui threw the tennis ball high, bent his feet, and at the moment when the tennis ball fell, he used a slight force, and then kicked it violently, and at the same time, quickly swung the racket and hit it hard.
"No, that Zhao Wuhui used such a formal serve against a person who can't play tennis?"
When a student saw it, he immediately said.
After seeing Zhao Wuhui's serve, Liu Fangze smiled: "Average." β
But then he was stunned for a moment, not only for him, but even Zhao Wuhui for a moment, because less than a second after he served, the ball bounced out of his feet.
"Hey, referee, what's the fuss?"
After hitting back with lightning on this ball, Jiang Fengyan squinted his eyes and stared at Liu Fangze.
β15οΌ0β
Zhao Wuhui held the tennis ball in his hand again, but he was wondering in his heart, what happened just now?
Why did he lose a point when he didn't see anything?
The students outside the iron net also fell silent at that moment, and after a moment, they erupted into enthusiastic voices.
"What happened to that ball just now?"
"Zhao Wuhui's serve was so formal, and he was hit back by that nerd like lightning."
"Do you see clearly?"
"Nope."
Gritting his teeth, Zhao Wuhui thought to himself that this nerd must have taken shit luck, this ball will not be cheap to him anymore.
The moment he raised his head and stared at Jiang Fengyan, Zhao Wuhui gritted his teeth and said secretly in his heart: "This guy is a left-hander? β
That's right, Jiang Fengyan held the racket with his left hand.
"Regardless of whether you're left-handed or not, I don't believe you can actually play tennis."
Throwing the tennis ball high, Zhao Wuhui successfully sent the ball harder than just now.
"Cut, is it a sidespin serve again? It's the most basic serve, but I didn't learn it well. β
In Jiang Fengyan's eyes, the rotation speed and landing point of this ball are so watery, so unchallenging.
With an easy swing of the racket again, Jiang Fengyan hit the tennis ball towards the bottom line, and the tennis ball flew over the net and flew straight towards the bottom line.
"Okay, this ball is going out of bounds."
Zhao Wuhui looked at the route of the ball and clenched his fists happily.
Bang!
As the tennis ball landed, the ball landed on the court.
β30β0β
After Liu Fangze shouted out the score, he looked at Jiang Fengyan's expression, and there was a big change, he was just bored before, so he wanted to come and see these novices make a fool of themselves and have some fun.
As expected, Zhao Wuhui is indeed the same as before, the level is average, and there is no growth.
However, although this Jiang Fengyan is a left-hander, his return shot is so professional and sharp.
Zhao Wuhui on the court seemed to have lost his soul, looking at the tennis ball on the ground in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.
After a long time, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Fengyan, with only one question in his mind.
And this question also sounded in the minds of that group of spectators and students at the same time.
"Is this person standing on the tennis ball really Jiang Fengyan?"