On the tennis court

The boys and girls who were originally warming up and resting were now standing on the edge of the court.

In addition to the Ram Terrace, there are also the ace players from the tennis department standing beside Gong Yueying.

The third-grade ace female captain Bai Long Yuqing looked at Long Qingyun and said to the teacher: "Where does this person have the confidence to compete with Guihai?"

The female team member next to him quickly echoed: "It must be just to show off, the boys are so naive."

A boy who always wants to have a good relationship with girls quickly shows his value at this time.

He had no intention of defending the boy, and he pointed his gun at his fellow men.

"That Long Qingyun is an orphan!"

"Nonsense, why is the surname Long if it's not an orphan?" Bai Long Yuqing was very upset.

The boy quickly laughed and said, "He is from Class 16, but he just ran faster. Last time he made a fight with Qi Linzhi, he ended up running away by himself. He was very cowardly."

Bai Long Yuqing also heard about this and looked at the teacher in the tennis department.

"Teacher Gongyue, that person doesn't know how to play tennis at all. I think he just has a good mouth and doesn't have real skills in his hands."

Although Long Qingyun was standing in the distance, the group of people did not speak in a low voice, and he could hear it.

He didn't say anything when he heard it, Long Qingyun just thought: Hey! This girl's mouth is so powerful! She said it so accurately!

Gong Yueyingying felt that Long Qingyun had no intention of losing, but she also had no intention of winning.

"Look, since you have internal strength, it is easy to be inaccurate just by relying on your appearance."

Although I don’t think Long Qingyun can win, no matter how he wins or loses, he will not lose.

Bai Long Yuqing treated Yun Guihai like she was her younger brother. After all, Yun Guihai is handsome and has strong abilities, so she is still a junior.

In this year's winter competition, she wants to form a team with Yun Guihai to play a mixed game and compete with men and women from other schools.

Not only are the members of the same team, but also the partners who want to win the prize together, so they are naturally aimed at their own people.

"Teacher, how can this person's internal strength be used well when he has just awakened? Besides, our tennis department is not a martial arts hall."

Gong Yue Yingying said lightly: "Look, let's talk about it."

She knew very well that the best people in tennis history were all good at martial arts and were all top-notch masters in the world!

For example, Wang Lanling and his twin wives, especially his twin wives, are completely unrivaled in tacit understanding.

But no matter how tacit understanding, I can't catch the ball that the Sword Saint shot...

The Sword Saint is really invincible in playing basketball, no one dares to take it!

In this era, martial arts have declined, and it is difficult for anyone to practice martial arts to the realm of his predecessors. In recent years, there is no sword saint.

Not to mention the Sword Saint, there are fewer martial arts masters who are slightly stronger.

Gong Yue Yingying already has plans. If Long Qingyun can really perform slightly better, then it would be nothing to put him into the tennis department.

With the blessing of outstanding martial arts talent, it is as easy as drinking water for fish.

"Do you serve or I serve?"

Long Qingyun looked at Yun Guihai opposite, held the racket with both hands and waved it to adapt to the strength of his body.

Yun Guihai looked at Long Qingyun's hands. Those hands were definitely not hands that often played basketball, but just ordinary hands that ordinary people had.

And he has been practicing every day since his age, and practiced hard regardless of cold or heat under the supervision of his parents, leaving players who he thought were good behind in the game.

Yun Guihai was not in a hurry to play basketball. He heard about this person from his younger brother.

It was not targeting Long Qingyun, he just wanted to tell Long Qingyun that he was not qualified to challenge himself.

"Do you know? Playing tennis is not just about hard work, but also depends on talent. Many people who work harder than me either have to train themselves or no matter how hard they work, they can't beat me."

Long Qingyun held the racket in one hand and said in confusion: "Does this have anything to do with me? Are you talking to your friends on the sidelines?"

This made many people in the tennis department look bad and even look at the side in shame.

This trash is so poisonous!

Vegetables are vegetables, and what doesn’t work is not.

Yun Guihai was a little angry and pointed at the shameless guy with a racket in one hand.

"Do you think you're working hard?"

Long Qingyun was a little unhappy, "No, I said that this is my first time playing tennis. At least I have never tried hard on tennis, but I have a very light view of the outcome and will not be able to afford to lose. Don't worry."

"Even if I lose, I won't practice hard. If I don't have talent, I can see it openly."

Long Qingyun inadvertently hurt the hard-working people nearby.

Everyone believes that as long as you practice hard, the gap between you and geniuses can be narrowed. This is what everyone thinks.

Regardless of whether it is right or not, everyone has a hope and a thought. If you don’t work hard on this trash, you will forget it and say such bad things!

Most of the boys and girls in the tennis department are disgusted with this boy named Long at this time!

Yun Guihai sneered, "Do you think you are very talented?"

This person who was obviously an irrelevant person had to challenge him, a top player who had both hard work and talent, which made Yun Guihai very angry.

Although it was Long Qingyun who took the initiative to fight, Long Qingyun's attitude was the kind of arrogant attitude that he did not take the win or the loss seriously!

"No, I don't have much talent in sports, I can't do anything, and I'm not here when I'm awesome."

Long Qingyun was a little annoyed, "Forget it, I'll serve, just play the ball, just play the ball, what are you doing when you talk so much nonsense? Can you win and go to heaven?"

Long Qingyun looked at the female team member standing on the side, raised his hand and greeted: "Girl, can you throw a ball over?"

Long Qingyun said something to a quiet girl, but soon Bai Long Yuqing, who was standing elsewhere, picked up a ball from the ball frame beside her.

"Hey! Catch it!"

Bai Long Yuqing threw the tennis ball out suddenly, and the ball was very fast!

She just wants to make this kid ugly!

"Bang!"

Long Qingyun moved to the position where he could catch the ball. After jumping up on tiptoe, he waved his racket and hit the green ball higher than his head.

The referee did not say the beginning, but Long Qingyun's ball had been sent out.

Yun Guihai quickly ran forward two steps, poked out the racket and caught the falling tennis ball, and then carefully played it out.

Long Qingyun had already reached the front of the ball net. After the tennis ball flew over, he easily pushed forward with the racket and hit the ball softly again.

It's like entertainment between children, the kind of ball-catching game that doesn't work hard.
Chapter completed!