The atmosphere is a little dignified, and a duel match of earth-shattering ghosts and gods is about to begin.

The classmates who came in with Chen Xiaoming sat on the referee table and prepared to be referees for Su Chen and Chen Xiaoming.

In the end, Su Chen and the others decided to play two games, and the side with the highest score won, which was actually Chen Xiaoming's proposal, in his heart, this way could be used to avoid Su Chen's losing jump.

Su Chen picked up the racket that fell to the ground without any care, looked at Chen Xiaoming, smiled slightly, and said, "Classmate, don't be scared by the teacher!" ”

Nima, I was indeed scared by you just now, but my guts are more than that!

"Snap" held the ball in his hand, the hand holding the racket was slightly forced, and then the tennis ball was thrown, and the "poof" was beaten out by Chen Xiaoming.

Left! Su Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned the racket to the left, running to get the ball back.

Chen Xiaoming on the other side smiled coldly, this first ball is my gift to you, Mr. Su, I hope you can like it.

Sure enough, just when Su Chen saw that he was about to shoot, the whistle of "Flute ~" came, "15 to 0, continue to serve." ”

Well? This kid is a bit of a doorway, looking at the black ball marks under his feet, Su Chen looked at Chen Xiaoming's gaze, and there was a little more interest.

It continued to be Chen Xiaoming's serve, Su Chen still looked lazy, it seemed that Chen Xiaoming had not aroused his interest, and it seemed that Su Chen was deliberately pretentious.

Throwing the ball into the air, Chen Xiaoming's broad body actually rose up, and with a hood, the tennis ball flew like a bullet to the bottom line on Su Chen's left.

Left, left again! Su Chen ran to the bottom line, pulled back, and the ball was hit back by Su Chen, but unfortunately hit the net, and unfortunately lost another goal.

"30-0, Mr. Su serves."

Oh, young people are easy to be proud, and if you haven't scored a point, you're going to have to be scared? Then I'll have to give you some "surprise".

Looking at Chen Xiaoming's somewhat proud appearance, Su Chen smiled at the corner of his mouth, and thought badly in his heart.

"Poof" a very casual serve, but Chen Xiaoming felt very wrong in his heart, and looked at the ball intently, he swore that he couldn't let it go wrong.

The "bang" ball hit the net, bounced over the net and fell to the ground, Chen Xiaoming hurriedly ran over to try to save the ball, but it was too late, he was dumbfounded and looked at Su Chen like a ghost.

"Oh, that's lucky."

Lazily put the racket on his shoulder, as if the ball just now was an accident, and his tone was surprised.

"30 to 15, keep serving."

"Huh" Hearing Su Chen's words, Chen Xiaoming calmed down, looked at Su Chen deeply, and continued to return to the bottom line to defend.

Good boy, Su Chen saw Chen Xiaoming's movements, nodded approvingly, he has a good temperament, and he is still a talent after training, but I don't have this spare time, young master, it is better to take this opportunity to adjust well. Teach him, well, that's a good idea.

Chen Xiaoming's body suddenly chilled, what's going on, why does it feel a little wrong.

Su Chen, who had made up his mind, sent a simple ordinary ball, Chen Xiaoming didn't dare to slack off, and seriously resisted Su Chen's attack, and became passive invisibly.

"Classmate, pay attention."

Suddenly, Su Chen's momentum skyrocketed, Chen Xiaoming secretly swallowed his saliva, Nima, it's finally time to make a big move?!

"Poof"

After the ball passed half of the court, the sound of Su Chen's slapping sounded, but Chen Xiaoming was not so useless, and his perennial habit made him only believe in his own sense of the ball.

Before the sound of Su Chen's swing of the racket sounded, Chen Xiaoming had already run to the inside line to see the landing point of the ball, and swung the racket towards the tennis ball.

A strange scene happened, Chen Xiaoming's racket passed through the tennis ball and did not hit the tennis ball.

"Ahh

The audience thought there was something wrong with their eyes and wiped their eyes in disbelief.

"What? How is this possible?! ”

Chen Xiaoming stared at his racket in a daze, his eyes blankly recalling the deceptive ball just now.

This ball, that's right, isn't Mr. Su's ball just now the "choppy waves" among the top ten magic balls in the tennis world, but how could he send it? ?

It's not that no one knows how to play this kind of ball, but those who can serve this kind of ball, at least in Chen Xiaoming's cognition, are all national professional tennis players who have been trained since childhood.

Mr. Su is also in his twenties, and his attainments in business management and racing are so high, why is even tennis so rebellious, could it be that he is really a demon?!

Chen Xiaoming, who fell into infinite reverie, was really frightened by Su Chen, and his gaze at Su Chen became very strange.

Uh, why are you looking at me like this, young master? This young master is not engaged in the foundation, you stop your eye insult for me immediately, otherwise the young master will be angry.

"Ahem, classmate, are you going to give up?"

Pulling Chen Xiaoming back from his confusion, Su Chen inadvertently achieved a great merit, and I believe that he will soon be able to soar into the immortal realm.

Uh, sorry, that's a bit of a stretch, and we're going back to the scene.

"Give up? How can it be? ”

Shaking his head, Chen Xiaoming looked at Su Chen firmly, even if you are strong, I will finish the game, I, Chen Xiaoming, am not a bad breed who gives up easily!

Well, it didn't disappoint me, and in that case, I can't let you down.

"Classmate, look closely!"

The corners of Su Chen's mouth pulled up a good-looking arc, throwing the ball, serving, everything is so simple, but Chen Xiaoming can understand the real "killing machine" in it.

Holding his breath, Chen Xiaoming's hand holding the racket was already slightly sweaty, and he didn't have time to wipe it, because Su Chen's ball had already come.

With a swing of the racket, the ball passed through the racket again and hit the protective net behind Chen Xiaoming.

Gritting his teeth, Chen Xiaoming wiped his hand on the sportswear, held the racket again, closed his eyes and recalled Su Chen's serve, then opened his eyes and looked at Su Chen firmly.

The students outside the arena also saw that Chen Xiaoming was no longer Su Chen's opponent at all, but they were disappointed but admired Su Chen even more, and they also admired Chen Xiaoming very much.

One who has the courage to face it is even more remarkable than ten who can speak.

Su Chen was in a good mood, I don't know if it was Chen Xiaoming's insistence or today's weather, no one could say.

The classmate who was the referee also got off the referee's table and stood aside and watched Su Chen teach Chen Xiaoming's ball skills seriously, in fact, Chen Xiaoming was his tennis master.

"Poof"

Once, twice, three times

Chen Xiaoming did not give up, and he didn't hit the tennis ball again and again, but he didn't notice his progress at this time.

Only Su Chen could clearly see his progress, he nodded secretly, Chen Xiaoming's swing of the racket, the real position of the ball, became shorter and shorter.