"Hmph, you're losing."

Wen Xuan smiled lewdly, especially after seeing Jiang Fengyan's sweaty and embarrassed look, his smile was even more exaggerated!

Hahahaha!

Jiang Fengyan glanced at him, thinking that it was not the task of the netking system, and now you have cried and wiped your tears in front of me.

"Say it!"

Wen Xuan circled Jiang Fengyan, looking at Jiang Fengyan as he walked.

"Say what?"

Jiang Fengyan yawned and asked casually.

"Why are you deliberately delaying the game?"

"Delaying the game?" Jiang Fengyan asked rhetorically: "Which eye did you see me delaying the game?" ”

Wen Xuan saw that Jiang Fengyan didn't say anything, and continued to ask: "Then why don't you use your awesome serve for the whole game, if you use that, it should be very easy to solve him." ”

Jiang Fengyan sneered in his heart when he heard this, even if he didn't use the external rotation serve, he could still be easily solved, but the point was that there was no point in easily solving him.

Wen Xuan naturally didn't know what Jiang Fengyan was thinking, and when he was about to continue to ask, a group of people came from a distance, and one of them was still holding a digital camera.

"Come here."

After a middle-aged man finished speaking, he stepped forward, hugged Wen Xuan's arm, and then took such a living person away like a robbery.

"Help."

Wen Xuan screamed and then disappeared in front of Jiang Fengyan.

Jiang Fengyan was stunned for a long time, and only came back to his senses after a long time, and muttered: "What did this Wenxuan do, that it was taken away by such a large group of people?" ”

At this time, a high school student who was in the same group as Jiang Fengyan asked, "Nerd, don't you know them?" ”

Jiang Fengyan shook his head and said, "The ghost knows who they are!" ”

Hearing this, the high school student was silent for a moment and said: "They are reporters and editors of Jianghua Tennis Newspaper, a news media in Jinhai District, who specialize in interviewing and reporting high school tennis tournaments, and providing college tennis reserve talents for scouts from various famous universities. ”

"I see."

Jiang Fengyan nodded, probably knowing what it meant for Wen Xuan to be taken away.

Today is the day when Xinle Tennis Club recruits new people, so the reporters and editors of Jianghua Tennis Monthly have come to interview and report, wanting to find glittering talents from the knockout tournament and then follow up and report.

Once they find the right person, and this person continues to show a strong side in the future game, then he is likely to be noticed by the society, and even get the focus of the training of famous coaches, which is a strong support for a person who aspires to go professional.

"Wen Xuan's performance on the court just now is comparable to Nadal today, and his spinning ball is even comparable to Nadal's spinning ball! Therefore, attracted the attention of these newspaper reporters, not only him, but also a tall man named Mo Tianhu, his vigorous tennis, simple and powerful, also took only thirteen minutes to defeat the opponent, these two people are now not only favored by these media, but also the school is also paying attention to the two, there is no doubt that as long as they pass the knockout round and enter the tennis club, if they want to become official players, it will definitely be much easier than us! ”

The high school students beside Jiang Fengyan said with great envy.

After listening to him, Jiang Fengyan yawned boredly and prepared to leave.

For being noticed by the media and being trained by famous coaches, Jiang Fengyan really has no interest in that.

With the Netking system in hand, any skill can defy the sky in this real life.

The coach doesn't have to care, there is a super tennis superstar at home, and he is also half a nanny, if you have any tennis problems, just ask the eye mother.

Therefore, Jiang Fengyan is not uncommon.

For Jiang Fengyan, the most important question at present is that this time the bet was lost to Wen Xuan, next week, where will the money for lunch be found for five days?

After bowing his head and muttering for a moment, two brainless smiles slowly appeared in his mind.

Jiang Fengyan slapped his palms, he almost forgot that at ten o'clock tonight, on the street tennis court, there were still two money jars waiting for him.

The money for the next week's meal can be "borrowed" from them.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengyan looked at the time and found that it was already half past nine, and now he ran over, he should be able to catch up.

So, Jiang Fengyan quickened his pace, and kept shouting in his heart, "Money jar, I'm here, wait for me!" ”

Then he ran towards the agreed place with the two aces of the host university・・・・・・

Jinhai District, Xinle Road, Huasheng East Street in an abandoned park.

Under this dim yellow street lamp, on a tennis court of some age, two high school students are playing tennis.

"Zhao Bishun, do you think that fool will come?"

"Fools? Sun Yi, do you really think that kid is a fool? ”

"Isn't it?" Sun Yi asked rhetorically.

Zhao Bishun pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "It's hard to say, if he doesn't come, it means that he is a smart coward, if he comes, there are two possibilities." ”

"Aren't you a fool when you come, where are the two possibilities?"

Sun Yi asked puzzled.

After Zhao Bishun glanced at Sun Yi, he mocked in his heart, this Sun Yi, IQ is really a problem.

"Two possibilities, one possibility, he was a real fool; The second possibility is that he is a very powerful person. ”

As Zhao Bishun finished speaking, Sun Yi laughed wildly.

"Zhao Bishun, you think too much, I know by looking at him that he is a nerd who only knows how to read, and I'm afraid he can only talk about tennis!"

Zhao Bishun shook his head, sighed and said, "Then you just wait for that fool here, I'll leave first, remember to tell me when the time comes, how stupid that kid is!" ”

After Sun Yi sneered, he sat on a chair by the tennis court and watched Zhao Bishun's back disappear into the night.

"Zhao Bishun, you are also a fool, you want to be so complicated about everything, you think it's a TV series, everything has a conspiracy, fools are pretending to be stupid, I'm sorry!"

After Sun Yi spat on the ground, he took out his hand from his arms, then plugged in the headphones and listened to the song.

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Jiang Fengyan ran wildly on the streets, and at night, the streets were brightly lit, and the street trees were full of colorful lanterns.

After waiting for a red light at an intersection, I crossed a zebra crossing, and when I was about to step onto the sidewalk, I accidentally bumped into a middle-aged man.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

Jiang Fengyan didn't apologize loudly, the middle-aged man looked at Jiang Fengyan's departing back and didn't say anything, but a girl beside him pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "It's really rude." ”

"It's okay, maybe he's in a hurry, and I haven't been knocked down by him."

The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled.

The girl helped the middle-aged man, walked across the zebra crossing step by step, stepped on the sidewalk, and walked towards the deserted place.

"Let's go sit on that old tennis court."

The girl sighed and smiled, "Dad cares a lot about that place." ”

"When I was younger, I used to play with my friends at that venue, and I haven't been there for a long time since I started working, so let's go check it out today."

The girl hummed and helped the middle-aged man towards the tennis court they were talking about・・・・・・