Chapter 220: There's a good show to watch

After that, Ryan asked his brother for a ticket, and Jiang Fengyan didn't know.

But after Jiang Fengyan and Bert's fight was interrupted by Ryan that night, Jiang Fengyan could vaguely see that Bert's mood was very bad.

It is estimated that the result of Ledark's vote is not very optimistic.

No matter what this matter has to do with him, Jiang Fengyan doesn't think about it anymore, today's game still has to go on as usual.

He was confronted by a young man who had just turned twenty years old, with thick black hair, yellow skin, a standard Asian, very tall, with small bones, but very compact muscles, like a telephone pole wrapped in a layer of iron sheet.

This person is not from the eastern part of China anyway, because Jiang Fengyan can't understand a word of what he said.

But looking at his expression, he seems to be very happy, the reason, Jiang Fengyan can probably guess it, because his opponent is himself, and he is very young now, and he looks like a little hairy child.

Anyone who sees such an opponent will breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts.

There are a lot of spectators here, of course, the tennis court is not large, and the maximum number of spectators can only accommodate 2,000 people, but there are some who are standing to watch the game.

The people in Casce were still enthusiastic and in high spirits, even before the game had even started, they were already waiting in the audience.

From this, it can be seen that they also love tennis, and there is no doubt that they are naturally looking forward to a good match from the two young players on the court.

It's just that for today's game, Jiang Fengyan didn't think about winning or losing at all.

It's not because of the underestimation of the enemy, it's just that Jiang Fengyan, who has already defeated so many strong enemies in China and the United States, this time the opponent is the same as the classmates who fought for the first time when he first came to this world, and there is no pressure on Jiang Fengyan.

It's just the same idea as Jiang Fengyan. That's what his opponent thinks the same way.

In his own country, he can be considered an elite, otherwise he would not have graduated from college at such a young age, and at the same time, he also obtained the qualification to register as a professional tennis player.

As long as the registration is successful, it proves that his strength has been affirmed by the people of the World Tennis Association. In this way, self-confidence will undoubtedly skyrocket.

Today is their first stop in a professional event, and confidence and momentum are two things that matter, especially when playing against another complete stranger.

A good aura will definitely bring a lot of advantages to yourself, and suppressing the enemy in momentum is equivalent to gaining the upper hand.

With this in mind, the young man roared angrily as soon as he came up, but he didn't beat his chest like an orangutan.

Jiang Fengyan, who was on the other side, was stunned for a long time, but he didn't understand what this guy meant. Could it be that it was too stressful to participate in a professional event for the first time?

Looking at the expressions of the audience, it is estimated that their thoughts are similar to those of Jiang Feng Research Institute.

The referee was already in place at this moment, and he had just climbed into the referee's chair when he was startled by the roar and almost fell backwards.

After sitting on the referee's chair with palpitations, the referee glanced at the young player very unhappily before announcing the official start of the game.

Bert stood not far from the stadium and waited, as a volunteer responsible for taking care of Jiang Fengyan. He dutifully came here early in the morning and was ready to wait.

Once Jiang Fengyan needs anything, he has to take care of it at any time. In fact, for Bert, this is not a problem, the biggest trouble is that if Jiang Fengyan loses in the first round, then his volunteer actions will be in vain, let alone take the opportunity to learn some skills from his predecessors.

This time. He suddenly felt that his brother's approach was more effective.

After buying a ticket, you can just go straight to the game.

Just as he was frowning and thinking hard, a loud "bang" was heard, and Bert immediately raised his head and moved his gaze to the arena.

“15-0.”

The moment the referee reported the score, Bert opened his mouth slightly. Taken aback, how can it be so fast? Could it be that the serve just now was an ace?

"Whose service is it?"

Bert, who was a little anxious, looked left and right, until he saw Jiang Fengyan throwing the tennis ball into the sky, then kicking the ground with both feet, waving the racket violently, and sending out a ball.

The tennis ball flew like lightning, and the player on the opposite side didn't react at all, so Jiang Fengyan scored another point.

The crowd in the audience for the first ball had not yet reacted, but after seeing the second serve, they saw it clearly.

A burst of exclamation from the audience was followed by warm applause!

"What a great serve!"

"Yes, there are very few professional players who come here to play such serves, and the only one who can do it is our homegrown tennis genius Carrillo!"

As Jiang Fengyan's opponent, that young player was confused.

"Wasn't that serve my hallucination?"

With such a fast serve, the young players couldn't believe that this was played by a teenager under the age of seventeen.

It's just that something that made him even more unbelievable happened again, because the next two goals were still ace balls, and Jiang Fengyan easily got a game.

It took less than a minute!

"What a strong serve!"

"It's been a long time since I've been able to shoot four aces in a row!"

"It's worthy of coming from China and the United States, it's strong!"

The crowd was amazed, admired, and yearned.

After seeing Jiang Fengyan take this sentence so easily, Bert opened his mouth wide in surprise and couldn't close it for a long time.

"What are you kidding, this kid wasn't so good that night!"

Bert thought it was incredible, and thought to himself, could this kid be kidding me that night?

"It can't go on like this, I have to get back a city quickly, after all, I'm also a professional player, how can I lose to this hairy boy!"

The young player thought to himself, then gritted his teeth and threw the tennis ball into the sky.

This is a very standard sidespin serve, with average speed and angle, and there is no doubt that this standard is the only advantage of his serve.

In any case, it is indeed difficult for other countries to compete with China and the United States in terms of tennis.

It's no wonder why players who join Eisengrad earn 300 points for nothing.

After all, the world is too big, and the level of players below 300 is estimated to be like this.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan shook his head.

"There is no point in dragging it out like this, so let's solve it as soon as possible."

The young player's serve flew over the net to the outer corner of the first section of the court where Jiang Fengyan was located.

The speed of this ball seemed to Bert to be very troublesome, and he was a little worried that Jiang Fengyan would not be able to catch it, but Jiang Fengyan calmly came to the landing point of this ball and easily shot back the ball.

The response is a high ball with powerful topspin, which is high over the net and tends to fall sharply after the net.

Seeing this scene, the young man couldn't help but grit his teeth, he didn't expect Jiang Fengyan to even be able to hit such a ball.

Rushed to the landing point of the ball, and then hurriedly waved the racket, only to hear a "bang", after the tennis ball was hit by the racket, it flew straight out without a little spin.

With a bang, the tennis ball flew to the wall of the spectator stand.

“15-0.”

After a spit of saliva in frustration, the young player sent a second ball.

As a result, Jiang Fengyan easily fought back again.

In this cycle, the first set of the game ended in less than half an hour.

6-0, six rounds of lovegame, easy and simple plus pleasant, solved the opponent.

The audience erupted in heated discussions.

"Is this the genius boy of Huamei?"

"It's too strong!"

At this time, Bert would no longer believe that Jiang Fengyan came in through the back door, his strength against the sky was not this segment at all!

Thinking of this, Bert blushed a little, and seemed to think too much that night.

The second set was easier and took less time, Jiang Fengyan won 6-0 again, and the same was a six-game lovegame.

After the game, Jiang Fengyan shook hands with the young players, and the moment he turned around, he couldn't help yawning: "It's a boring game." ”

Another game was over in more than half an hour, and a handsome young man walked out of the main court with a tennis racket, and a bunch of girls surrounded him.

Not far away, Ryan was full of reverence: "He is worthy of being an idol, his strength is too strong, he won the game so quickly, this time in the championship, the champion must be his!" ”

"Cut, I thought it was really powerful, but that's it."

The arrogant young man who had defeated Ryan not long ago snorted coldly, his expression seemed to be very displeased, and he felt as if he had been deceived.

He spoke so loudly that it was almost heard by everyone here.

And, of course, Carrillo.

Carrillo snorted coldly, but pretended not to hear it, after all, there are many ordinary people who want to attract attention in this way, so there is no need to care.

"Let's go, I won the game today, I'll invite you to dinner." Carrillo said to a slightly good-looking girl in the crowd.

When the girl heard this, her face immediately turned red, and she nodded quickly, excited like a little rabbit.

"I was invited by an idol, my wife is good"

"Stupid."

After spitting out these two words, the arrogant boy turned away with his racket bag on his back.

After hearing this, Carrillo couldn't bear it anymore, and his eyes became cold.

"That stinky boy, you think you're really good? If you have the ability, you will fight with me, and now, rest assured, for the sake of fairness, I will use my other hand against you. ”

At this point, the arrogant young man turned around and smiled, "That's what you said. ”

At this moment, Carrillo had the feeling of being played again, and it was very unpleasant.

In the distance, Jiang Fengyan, who was about to leave, saw this scene, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly: "It seems that there is a good show to watch." ”

PS: I'm sorry, I played hi today, it's only more now, sin and sin, and there is still a chapter (to be continued.) )