Chapter 9: Play with me
"What an arrogant stinky boy, there is no good thing for the college tennis club!"
Zhou Huashang pouted, looking at this high school student who was talking wildly, Zhang Yunshui, very unpleasantly, and seemed to have a lot of opinions about their carriers.
After Yang Kerui glanced at Zhang Yunshui coldly, he came to Zhou Huashang's side and said, "Let's leave him alone." β
"Why, don't dare to fight with me, I know that your Xinle High School Tennis Club is a novice training camp, I really don't know what those media think, they would think that your Xinle High School Tennis Club can enter the finals in this year's national competition, I'm sorry!"
Zhang Yun sailed on the ground with a racket in his hand and spit on the ground.
"This kid is too much, no, I can't stand it, I'm going to fight him."
Zhou Huashang had already launched a frenzy, Yang Kerui hurriedly stopped Zhou Huashang and persuaded: "Don't be impulsive, Huashang, we don't need to fight him here." β
Saying that, Yang Kerui came to Zhang Yunshui and said coldly: "You have the ability, we'll see you in the national competition, but, hmph, I'm afraid you don't have this opportunity." β
Hearing this, Zhang Yunshui gritted his teeth and cut a sigh, because he was not an official player and was not qualified to play.
"The strength of our school's tennis club is too strong, of course I can't become an official player, and I can't play against you on the court, but I just want to prove to those people that the official players of your Xinle High School tennis club can't even win the regular players of our college tennis club."
"No, this stinky boy is really annoying, nerd, give me a tennis racket and let me fight him for a hundred rounds."
Zhou Huashang jumped up irritably, but was held down by Yang Kerui.
"Calm down, Huashang, it's not that we don't know this Zhang Yunshui, it's just a minion in the tennis department, there is no need to fight him at all. And if we fight with him, no matter whether we win or lose, he can count us down, and if he wins, he will say that our official team members are bullying other people's novices, and if they lose, they will say that our official team members can't even win against novices, win or lose, and they can't care about this guy's mouth! β
Zhang Yunshui, who was told his true purpose by Yang Kerui, cut it and looked at them coldly, in his heart he really planned to do this.
Jiang Fengyan watched from the side, came to them with a smile, and said, "In that case, let me play with you?" β
Glancing at Jiang Fengyan, this Zhang Yunshui snorted coldly and asked, "Who are you?" I only play with regular members of the tennis club. β
Jiang Fengyan listened, smiled indifferently, and said: "My name is Jiang Fengyan, just a novice in tennis, it seems that I don't even have the qualifications to enter the tennis department of this school, otherwise, you can play a warm-up game with me first, after all, my seniors also played a game just now, in this way, it seems fairer, how about it?" If you win against me, I'll let the seniors fight you. β
This Jiang Fengyan, Zhang Yunshui really didn't hear about it again, he had already learned about the list of members of the Xinle High School Tennis Club through some illegal channels, and there was indeed no Jiang Fengyan in it.
"In other words, this Jiang Fengyan is eighty percent a novice, so it must be easy to win, and it is okay to warm up."
Thinking like this, Zhang Yunshui nodded.
"Hey, nerd, are you really sure you want to fight?"
Zhou Huashang asked.
"Nerd?" Jiang Fengyan squinted his eyes, glanced at Zhou Huashang and said, "Self-cooked, don't worry, I should be able to hold on for a while." β
"Self-cooked?" Zhou Huashang pouted and glanced back at Yang Kerui, as if asking him how he was.
After Yang Kerui nodded, he said with interest: "You can take a look, although I have never seen him touch tennis, but that's only because we have only known him for a year, maybe he has played before, and by the way, you can also see if the rumors in the school are true." β
Jiang Yinling stood aside with anticipation on her face, to be honest, she didn't know if Jiang Fengyan had played tennis since that incident, but after all, his dream was to become a professional player, so she preferred to believe that Jiang Fengyan would never have played tennis in the past eight years because of that incident!
Jiang Fengyan stood on the tennis court, and a familiar voice sounded in his mind in an instant.
ββThe Netking system has been opened.
Opponent Level: D-
Defeat your opponent within 10 minutes to earn 10 points.
Defeat your opponent within 20 minutes to earn eight points.
Defeat your opponent within 30 minutes to earn five points.
Beat the opponent in more than 30 minutes, zero points.
Defeat and lose the points you earned.
- Come on!
"It seems that this time the opponent can finally be regarded as a real opponent."
Jiang Fengyan held the racket, a little excited in his heart.
The game starts, Zhang Yunshui serves!
"Cut, it's just a novice, hurry up and solve it, so that you can fight with Zhou Huashang and them! Complete the task assigned to me by my seniors! β
Thinking like this, Zhang Yunshui threw the ball high, then stood on tiptoe slightly, rotated his body, and sent the ball out vigorously.
Although the ball speed is not fast, it will never be as weak as Zhao Wuhui's serve.
Jiang Fengyan saw the opportunity, took a step forward, and caught the tennis ball with a forehand swing, as Jiang Fengyan expected, the power of this ball was much greater, but for Jiang Fengyan, it was easy to fight back!
Bang!
With the sound of the tennis ball landing, the tennis ball quickly fell to the bottom corner and then bounced, landing on the court, not out of bounds, and the score was 15-0.
"Wow, that nerd is amazing." Zhou Huashang was stunned.
Yang Kerui was stunned for a moment, and then said: "This ball hit back cleanly, without the slightest hesitation!" β
"What's going on with this ball, I always feel a little strange, and the landing point is wrong."
Zhang Yunshui frowned and raised his eyes.
"Hey, a left-hander? No wonder the drop is so weird. β
Zhang Yunshui is also the first time to fight a left-hander.
At this time, only Jiang Yinling had some doubts on her face, not surprise, because she knew that Jiang Fengyan was definitely not left-handed.
After thinking of a possibility, Jiang Yinling suddenly smiled bitterly.
"Fengyan, it's not good for you to be like this."
1-0, Zhang Yunshui leads.
Jiang Fengyan let out a long breath at this moment, and after cutting it, he frowned, feeling a little pity.
Almost broke the serve.
Sure enough, Zhang Yunshui's level is not ordinary, after all, he is also a member of the college tennis club, and he must have been carefully selected.
If you want to beat him, you can, but it won't be that simple.
Jiang Feng R&D ball!
"Is this kid really just a novice?"
Zhang Yunshui frowned, in the first game just now, he was almost broken by the other party, saying what a novice, the ghost believed it, but in the list of the tennis department, there was no name for him.
"I didn't expect that there was a hidden master in that Xinle High School, cut."
Just when Zhang Yunshui was in a daze, the ball had already been sent, originally this ball was not very tricky, with his ability to catch it, but because of the daze missed the best opportunity, the tennis ball and the racket brushed, 15-0.
"I didn't work at the landing point just now."
After Jiang Fengyan glanced at Zhang Yunshui's position again, he gritted his teeth and threw the ball high.
"You will never catch this ball!"
The tennis ball flew out quickly, with a super spin, crossed a rainbow arc in the air, fell sharply after crossing the net, and suddenly jumped to the side at the moment of landing!
Zhang Yunshui opened his mouth wide, looking at the weird ball, and the whole person was stunned.
Not only him, but also Zhou Huashang next to the arena, Yang Kerui and Jiang Yinling were taken aback.
"This ball is a way of serving that professional players often use - topspin serve."
Yang Kerui cried out in surprise.
"For a high school student, that's pretty impressive."
The so-called topspin ball is a kind of serve in which the racket swings from the back to the bottom, forward and up, and rubs the entire ball to produce a kind of serve in which the ball rotates from the back to the front and the top.
This kind of ball is characterized by high flight amplitude, fast descent, small reflection angle of landing and bounce, large forward impulse, easy afterburner control, and at the same time, it is difficult for the opponent to predict the landing point and not easy to shoot back.
Zhang Yunshui snorted coldly, but it was just luck, it just happened.
The game continued.
When more than ten minutes later, the scene was almost controlled by Jiang Fengyan, and the score of the game came to 3-1, and Jiang Fengyan took the lead.
"You kid, you're really insidious, what do you say that you are a novice, causing me to underestimate the enemy, now I'm going to be serious, you just wait for me, see me catch up!"
Zhang Yunshui pointed at Jiang Fengyan with a tennis racket and shouted unconvincedly.
Jiang Fengyan laughed lightly, changed his normality, and also pointed at Zhang Yunshui with a tennis racket, and said disdainfully: "It's up to you, it's still far away!" β
Whether it was this sentence or Jiang Fengyan's previous polite and humble attitude, Zhang Yunshui was completely angered.
After observing the four games, Jiang Yinling almost got some basic information about this Zhang Yunshui.
"Zhang Yunshui, speed 54, wrist strength 61, ball control 62, footwork 58, agility 58, physical strength 70.
"It's pretty average."
Jiang Yinling's brows suddenly furrowed as she spoke, because she found that from Jiang Fengyan's body, she couldn't see any information at all.
"What's going on? Why is there a blank in my mind? β