Chapter 14: Four Thousand Meters
Wen Xuan's face was very ugly, he turned his back without saying a word, and then lifted his shirt.
At this moment, Jiang Fengyan opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes were bulging.
On the back of Wen Xuan, there are dense red stick marks, these scars are still very new, and they are estimated to have been added recently.
"Your father is still beating you?"
Wen Xuan nodded silently.
"You know, my dad was a tennis professional, but he was an alcoholic, and because of that, he had to play small tournaments and get on a little bit of a mercy bonus. That's why I hated tennis when I was a kid, and if I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have fallen in love with the sport for the rest of my life. ”
Wen Xuan smiled bitterly as he spoke.
"My father would come back to teach me a lesson after drinking, and when he trained me, he would punch and kick me if he was not satisfied, and you have seen him beat me."
Hearing this, Jiang Fengyan lowered his head and was silent, although he had not seen it with his own eyes, but the picture that appeared in his mind made him tremble when he looked at it.
That scene is not like a father teaching his son a lesson at all, but like facing his enemy, he is very vicious.
"Anyway, I'm used to it, but fortunately, I'm this kind of cheerful and lively character, if I was a little gloomy, maybe I wouldn't be able to stand it and stab him a long time ago."
Wen Xuan smiled bitterly.
Jiang Fengyan said expressionlessly: "It's not good for you to say this. ”
"It's just talking, of course I'm just trying to complain, after all, you're my only friend."
Jiang Fengyan saw the sadness hidden in the depths of Wen Xuan's eyes.
"Haven't you found your mother yet?"
Wen Xuan shook his head and said, "If she wanted to abandon us at the beginning, she would definitely hide it well, how could she let me find it." ”
"Don't talk about this, let's go and sign up, if it goes on like this, we will only have to sign up in the afternoon."
Jiang Fengyan nodded hurriedly, these questions should not have been raised, but he didn't notice it for a while.
After all, these memories come flooding up intermittently.
It's a little uncomfortable not to say it.
Jiang Fengyan and Wen Xuan randomly chose a long queue and stood at the end.
"I guess it's going to take an hour or two."
Wen Xuan said, jumped up and looked at it, and said with a smile: "That girl in front of the registration table is very good." ”
When Jiang Fengyan heard this, he also tilted his head and looked at it.
Isn't that Ai Yuan?
How did she end up here?
After a while, a tall boy came up to her and whispered a word or two in her ear.
A crimson appeared on Ai Yuan's face, and then he lowered his head and looked at the boy in front of him who was filling out the form.
"I guess I was molested, right?"
Wen Xuan said with a smile.
"The girls in the city are open."
"Don't you look like you're not from the city?"
"Hey, hey."
After Wen Xuan smiled obscenely, he held his hand behind his head, then looked up at the sky, and suddenly said, "Actually, I lied to you just now." ”
"What?"
Jiang Fengyan didn't know which thing he said was to deceive himself.
"I didn't know that you were in this school, the reason why you came to this school is because I heard that Xinle High School has a heavyweight head coach, do you know who it is?"
When Jiang Fengyan heard this, he narrowed his eyes, isn't this the glasses girl?
"Who?"
Jiang Fengyan pretended to be curious and asked.
Wen Xuan glanced at Jiang Fengyan mysteriously, and said with a smile: "I won't tell you, but how powerful she is, I can tell you that she is the only genius who has not tasted defeat in the face of Serena Williams, the current world No. 1 in the western United States!" What you wouldn't expect is that she's only nineteen years old this year! ”
"That's amazing!"
Jiang Fengyan pretended to be surprised.
Wen Xuan was very satisfied with Jiang Fengyan's expression, and continued: "With her as the head coach of the Xinle Tennis Department, who doesn't want to come, let me tell you that she is not only highly skilled, but also a peerless beautiful girl, what, you are also excited, right?" ”
"Heartbeat is heartbeat, but then again, where did you get this news, I remember, Xinle Tennis Club has not held a press conference, and it has not publicly changed the coach to the media."
Wen Xuan shook his finger mysteriously and said with a lewd smile: "I have my own channels, you can admire me to your heart's content." ”
Jiang Fengyan looked at his expression, especially those small eyes, with this obscene smile, it was a perfect match.
It's so much that you can't wait to kick him to the moon!
In this world, it is unimaginable that a college tennis club will have a press conference when it changes its coach, just like a club.
However, this also proves from the side that in this world, the popularity of tennis is not ordinary!
More than two hours later, Jiang Fengyan came to the registration table.
The moment he saw Jiang Fengyan, for some reason, Ai Yuan's expression was a little flustered.
When he handed him the registration form, he was in a hurry, and his face was also very wrong, very red, like a ripe little apple.
Wen Xuan saw it behind Jiang Fengyan, squinted his little eyes, and felt that the situation was a little delicate.
"Is there a leg between these two men?"
Thinking of this, Wen Xuan glanced at Jiang Fengyan, who was filling out the form carefully, frowned and muttered: "This stinky boy can hide it so deeply." ”
After filling out the form, the tall boy beside Ai Yuan took the filled form from Jiang Fengyan's hand with an indifferent expression, and said with an extremely unfriendly look: "After filling out the form, go to the track and field and wait." ”
"To the athletic field?"
Jiang Fengyan was stunned in his heart, didn't he say that he just signed up today?
Even if you start playing today, it's going to the tennis court, what are you going to do on the track and field?
When Jiang Fengyan was about to open his mouth to ask, Wen Xuan, who was behind him, thought that Jiang Fengyan was secretly sending Qiu Bo to Ai Yuan, and quickly pushed Jiang Fengyan away and said, "Fill it in and leave, what are you doing in the way, delay time!" ”
After glaring at Wen Xuan, Jiang Feng had no choice but to leave the crowd and wait for Wen Xuan to come out.
After Wen Xuan filled out the form, when he handed in the form, he asked, "What is the name of the senior sister?" ”
Ai Yuan glanced at Wen Xuan, didn't know what he wanted to do, and replied with a blushing face.
"Ai Yuan."
After Wen Xuan smiled, he glanced at the tall boy and found that his eyes had become much more indifferent when he looked at him.
Wen Xuan shrugged his shoulders and cut off.
Jiang Fengyan waited until the announcement came out, and then the two walked to the track and field together.
Halfway through, Wen Xuan suddenly asked, "I remember that this school has five track and field fields, which one shall we go to?" ”
"Three."
Jiang Fengyan replied.
"Why?"
Wen Xuan asked puzzled.
Jiang Fengyan turned around and pointed to the place where they had just filled out the form, and there was a big word written on the table: Three!
"Well, it's a loss."
On the No. 3 track and field field, there were already a bunch of people standing bustlingly, and it was estimated that there were seventy or eighty people.
The seventy or eighty men surrounded a young girl.
"Hey, please tell us, what the hell are you doing standing here?"
The girl made an X pose with both hands and told them, "Don't make trouble, wait until everyone is ready to start." ”
"What do you want to start with?"
Someone asked.
At this time, Jiang Fengyan and Wen Xuan came over.
When the girl saw it, she immediately waved her hand and shouted, "Fengyan, this way!" ”
Wen Xuan was taken aback, and his eyes changed when he looked at Jiang Fengyan.
"Yes, I can't see that your womanhood is so good?"
Jiang Fengyan squinted his eyes and glanced at the girl, but he couldn't remember where they had met.
"I don't seem to know her."
Jiang Fengyan and Wen Xuan came to the girl's side, the girl's face was like a flower, and she said with a smile: "Fengyan, I am your first fan, last time you beat Zhao Wuhui so badly, it's really relieving!" You're so good! ”
As she spoke, the girl's eyes were full of golden light, and it seemed that she and Zhao Wuhui should have some deep hatred.
Hearing this, Jiang Fengyan realized that this was the case.
"Cut, in the face of a piece of garbage, even I can beat him so badly."
When Jiang Fengyan moved his gaze to the person who spoke, his expression did not change at all, but he snorted coldly in his heart.
"It's really back, I met this person again."
The person who spoke was none other than Jiang Hongfei, the head of the brainless three fools.
The girl glanced at Jiang Hongfei coldly, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's obvious that you are not as good as my Fengyan, and you still say such shameless words, hum." ”
"My Fengyan?"
Jiang Fengyan is also drunk, eldest sister, I don't know your name yet, why did you become yours?
"Now that everyone is together, let's start, what do you want us to do, hurry up, I still have to hurry!"
In the crowd, someone urged.
The girl blew a whistle, and at this time, two tennis club members with timers in their hands came to the track and field.
The girl said: "From now on, every group of ten people, each group will run ten laps around the track and field, that is, four thousand meters, and after running, you can leave!" ”
"What! Want to run? ”
"We're here to participate in the tennis club's entrance and elimination tournaments, not to the track and field games!"
Some students complained.
The girl glanced at those people coldly and said, "If you don't want to participate, you can leave." ”
As soon as these words came out, some people were angry and ready to leave.
But then, the girl spoke again: "Of course, if you don't want to qualify for the knockout round, let's go." ”
Those who were about to leave immediately turned back with embarrassed faces.
Jiang Fengyan and Wen Xuan both shook their heads and were speechless at these people.
"Group 1, let's go!"
With a whistle, the members of the first group galloped like wild horses on the loose・・・・・・
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