The "boy" turned around, his face was disdainful, the corners of his mouth hooked a mocking arc, the racket in his hand turned around the central axis, he looked at the people around him, and looked extremely arrogant, "Senior, right?!" It's amazing, isn't it?! You can't have the best course, right? ”

The man in front of him, about 1.9 meters tall, black sports shirt and shorts, very masculine bronzed skin, handsome face, starry eyes and sword eyebrows, the muscles on his arms are knotted, he looks strong and powerful, and the muscles on his legs are bulging one by one.

After seeing too many of the brothers' dark faces, a beautiful "little white face" suddenly appeared, and I couldn't take my eyes off it inexplicably!

The "boy" was still sick and weak for a long time, Qi Yan involuntarily slowed down his tone, and persuaded, "Junior, it's not that we dominate the entire court, but they are not at the same level as us, we are all professional tennis players, we need to play, we want to win the championship, and the others are just playing, this is not the same as the Tao, you just started practicing, right?" Beginner golfers can't play against us, and your wrist will hurt, which is not conducive to long-term development in the future. ”

Qi Yan thought that he had explained it very clearly, but he didn't want the young man to be stubborn!

"In that case, I'll fight you and see if I have the ability to stay in this venue!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them laughed.

Even Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, with some surprise on his face.

Someone reminded, "Boy, do you know who you're talking to?" Brother Yan is the champion of this year's Modu Tennis Open, and 61 was just released yesterday! ”

The "boy" didn't seem to hear the deliberate emphasis of six to one in the words, and even said meaningfully, "I know, I skipped class to watch your game yesterday!" The last ball literally killed the heart of this body! ”

Shot the heart? Is this some new compliment? Sounds weird!

Someone said: "Are you a fan of Brother Yan?" ”

"Junior" shook his head, "No, no, no, I just love tennis." ”

"This guy is kind of funny!"

"Funny fart! Look at his arrogant look! What to pack 13! ”

"Eh, don't say it, maybe he's really a master!"

"Come on! I don't believe it! No matter what, you have to respect your seniors, don't you? ”

Qi Yan smiled, "Okay, then let's play a game, if you can win three goals, how about I let you stay?" ”

The "boy" nodded, the corners of his mouth grinning, "Okay! ”

The young man, who has always been aggressive and refuses to give an inch, accepted the opponent's handicap very happily, and Qi Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The one who was called Yan Hao was a little surprised, "I said Brother Yan!" Do you really want to fight this little brother? ”

Qi Yan picked up a racket with a racket and patted it, "Well, you will be the referee!" ”

Yan Hao sighed lightly, "I remember that you never dared to bully the small with the big like this? It's better to let the brothers come! ”

Qi Yan picked up two balls with a racket, tried the ball pressure, and then held it in his hand and handed it to the "boy", "Less nonsense!" ”

Yan Hao raised his eyebrows, "Okay! Then, shouting to the conveners, "Come here!" Four on the linesman and two on the caddy! Brother Yan's game, can't be ambiguous! ”