The level of beginners cannot be compared with that of junior high school students, but the trio who couldn't even catch the ball was quickly hit and felt ashamed.

Long Qingyun was sitting in the shadow of the eaves of the tennis court in the distance, drinking water while watching the girls play ball.

Bai Long Yuqing stood next to Long Qingyun with a happy smile on her face.

"Looking at the little girls you brought, I feel that there are still normal people, and the people in our team are not that weak."

Long Qingyun put his teacup on the ground and looked at the young girl wearing a tennis uniform in front of her.

"Happiness is a comparison. I just let everyone understand their strength. Some people are not that strong, and some people are not that weak."

Bai Long Yuqing looked down at the boy beside her with a smile.

"You actually know that you hit us all?"

Long Qingyun was very calm, he did it on purpose.

"I still know how much I have."

Actually, it's not clear at all.

Bai Long Yuqing squatted down and prepared to sit next to Long Qingyun.

"Wait a minute." Seeing this, Long Qingyun quickly stopped him.

With Bai Long Yuqing's surprised expression, Long Qingyun took off his school uniform and placed it under Bai Long Yuqing's butt.

"Put it down. Girls are different from boys. Even if you wear shorts under a tennis skirt, you will feel uncomfortable sitting on the concrete floor."

Bai Long Yuqing sat on Long Qingyun's school uniform and was in a good mood.

"Thank you, what is your relationship with those three people? Everything happened in the morning."

Long Qingyun is a gentle person and generally does not say bad things about others unless he wants to say them.

"I used to be in the same class. I saw them being lazy all day long and wanted to help. Last time, I asked my two deskmates to go to Class 15 and they also wanted to go. I couldn't ask the teacher to help them, so I wanted to help them master some skills."

Bai Long Yuqing believed in Long Qingyun's words very much, and also found that Long Qingyun was a very good boy.

"What technique? None of them looks like people who can play tennis."

As a tennis player, Bai Long Yuqing feels that none of these four girls are her opponents and poses no threat.

Long Qingyun explained: "Here is another girl who helps Jiang Shuyi improve her studies. It depends on the situation for the trio. What I promised now is to teach them how to draw, one dollar per class, but I will have a lot of the rest."

"You can still draw?" Bai Long Yuqing looked at Long Qingyun in shock. She always thought that Long Qingyun was a simple-minded and well-developed limbs...

Bai Long Yuqing frowned her beautiful eyebrows and stared at the attractive boy seriously from a close distance.

Long Qingyun faced him with a smile. He was not the kind of person who was shy when he was seen at first sight. He had seen all kinds of big scenes.

"Uh... Think about it carefully, I feel that the feeling you give people is very wrong. It doesn't look like a sports student at all... it's more like a good student."

Long Qingyun smiled, "I am a good student. After this monthly exam, you will know that my progress in my studies is still very fast, at least several tens of times higher than before."

Bai Long Yuqing also smiled, "Even if the grades of Class 16 improve by a few tens of minutes, it's nothing. Are you painting very well? You can actually be someone else's teacher."

Long Qingyun thought for a moment, "Facts are better than words. If you bring paper and pen, I can prove my skills now. I can draw a portrait for you. How about charging a piece of money?"

"Do you still want money?" Bai Long Yuqing stood up. She didn't need this dollar, "Okay! You wait! I'll see your skills today!"

Soon Bai Long Yuqing ran into the building, and the girls resting on the side were also very curious.

The tennis court belongs to the tennis department and is usually not used by outsiders, including everyone outside the tennis department.

But Long Qingyun is a celebrity in the tennis department. He brought a few girls to the tennis department today, and others couldn't say anything.

The main reason was that Long Qingyun and Gong Yueyingying said hello, and Gong Yueyingying agreed, so the rest of the people were not qualified to say anything.

In fact, no one objected.

The female team members have found confidence. They have been under the shadow of Long Qingyun these days. Now they have been abused for several rounds and have recovered some confidence a little.

The boys had no objection, and they sat aside and rested. It was not a bad thing to watch the beautiful girl playing basketball.

Also, Long Qingyun is well-managed in his relationship with boys and girls. He is the kind of person who is skilled but not arrogant. When others ask for technical questions, he will inform him patiently.

Within two minutes, Bai Long Yuqing came out, and Gong Yue Yingying was also there.

Bai Long Yuqing was holding a pencil and paper in her hand, and a thick book for cushioning.

"Teacher Gongyue also wants to see your skills. Don't draw me too abstract~"

Long Qingyun took the pen and paper and spread the white paper.

"No problem, the school's art classes have not been taught."

Drawing is a basic quality. Long Qingyun's primary school diploma in his previous life was stuck by this, and he had to use his power to be admitted to school.

After further studies, Long Qingyun spent a lot of time practicing painting, so his level is actually not low.

But it's not high.

In Long Qingyun's view, the value of calligraphy and painting depends on people, so he does not think his skills are very good.

He has a group of people who are good at bragging and exaggerating. These people praise his calligraphy and calligraphy all day long, which makes him feel that his level is not good.

Whether it is painting or calligraphy, Long Qingyun does not pursue artistic quality, but only seeks to see clearly and recognize clearly.

You don’t use any sensational techniques to beat around the bush, nor do you hang your horns or fly across the pen and ink, just copy the words and images you want to express in your mind to paper one by one.

Gong Yueying bent down and stood behind Long Qingyun, looking carefully at Long Qingyun's handwriting.

Bai Long Yuqing stood on the other side and looked at herself in Long Qingyun's pen.

I don’t know how long it took, Long Qingyun raised his head and felt the fragrance around him, the smell of women.

"I've finished drawing, isn't it okay? I think I have the level of junior high school students."

Long Qingyun is very modest.

Gong Yue Yingying discovered that Long Qingyun was not the kind of pure sports student.

"The painting is good, and you have the best skills of college students. Have you learned to draw before?"

Alas, this question is well asked, and it's time to talk lies again...

Long Qingyun smiled awkwardly and said, "I haven't learned it, I just draw casually whenever I usually do."

Gong Yueying put his hands on Long Qingyun's shoulders, stood behind Long Qingyun, and leaned over to look at the boy with his head raised.

"Long Qingyun, you are a genius!"

Long Qingyun became even more embarrassed...
Chapter completed!