Chapter 101: Tennis Star

  In school, Chen Yi's best subject was still political economy.

  This is the only subject he thinks can be used immediately in his freshman general education course.

  For other courses, although he was listening, he used much less energy and would occasionally skip class when he got bored.

  Intelligence is like bodily waste, you carry it with you at all times, you want to use it whenever and wherever, but if you use too much of it, some part of your body will violently rebel.

  Chen Yi tried his best to use the scroll in more important classes, and once he used it, he would listen very seriously, followed by a long period of sleep and rest.

  Now, those classmates who have never heard of the name "Sleep God" should also understand its meaning.

  In the afternoon, if there were no urgent work matters, Chen Yi would either return to his dormitory to play house with Jindouna or stay in a nearby internet cafe to play Moqi and tennis with old friends Lu Xiaoshan and Liang Yu.

  Stable play, roughly calculated as a sign of entering the right track in school life, but they also didn't last long, because Ren Yuan classmate was firmly carrying out his own plan.

  In just two days, on the tennis court, everyone saw Ren Yuan's sweaty appearance.

  He pretended to be completely unaware and bumped into Liang Yu, smiling: "What a coincidence."

  Chen Yi let out a sigh of helplessness, thinking to himself, but still, they're just university students, is it really worth it?

  Ren Yuan, however, did not think so, he felt it was very necessary.

  Their family education is "Lion and Elephant fighting Rabbit, all using full strength". If you don't make friends sincerely in freshman year, you'll have to use twice the effort to get to know future friends who already have many friends in sophomore year. In junior year, you'll have to use four times the effort to join the small circle of future friends, and in senior year, it's eight times the effort, but probably still can't get a classmate-like friendship.

  So when entering society, what's the difference with ordinary students?

  One step ahead, every step ahead, who knows that the one who is ahead is not using his full strength when you are slack.

  The university's tennis court is casually used and internally managed. Chen Yi and others cannot stop Ren Yuan from joining, which means they have defaulted to his existence.

  Two days later, Chen Yi, Luo Xiaoshan and Liang Yu came to play basketball again. To his surprise, four little beauties appeared around Ren Yuan at the same time.

  5 people wearing bright sportswear, sweating on the tennis court, their rhythmic chests and buttocks filling the entire venue with hormones - of course no one noticed Ren Yuan's showy performance - Chen Luo Liang trio was also stunned.

  Although Jiangda has countless legendary beauties, at the beginning of the new semester, it is rare to see one or two on the tennis court.

  Not to mention it's a standard tennis wear girl.

  Luo Xiaoshan almost immediately drooled and said: "You see the chair, there is also a beautiful girl who is idle, we should call her over to play together, we also have one person idle."

  Although they knew it was Ren Yuan's trick, Chen Yi and Liang Yu nodded in agreement.

  Similarly from a noble family, the degree of vulgarity is different, the degree of maturity is different, and the number of beauties encountered is also different.

  Ren Yuan didn't need to say much, he just invited 4 girls and solved the common topic problem.

  He waited anxiously for Luo Xiaoshan's invitation and then called out to the girls, clearing the venue for Chen Yi and others.

  "Zi Zi, you and they make a deal." Reaching the goal, Ren Yuan picked up the frame instead.

  Liáng Yú is actually a very unconventional person, apart from the requirements instructed by her family, everything else is left unmanaged.

  There is now a beautiful woman accompanying me to play tennis, and in any case, it's hard to refuse.

  And then, 4 boys and 4 girls suddenly became lively.

  In just a few minutes, Ren Yuan's familiarity with the small circle quickly increased.

  Chen Yi's tennis level is average, the little beauty in front of him wearing a white tennis outfit, bouncing and jumping like a big white rabbit carrying a small white rabbit on its back, making people dizzy for a moment, and then accidentally losing the ball.

  After 10 minutes, Faye, wearing a white tennis outfit, became unhappy and said with a pout: "Be serious for once."

  "Isn't it good enough for you to always win?" Chen Yi smiled mischievously. His level was average, but that didn't mean he couldn't play tennis well.

  No matter what sport, apart from mastering techniques, the most fundamental thing is still physical fitness.

  At this point, he doesn't belong to anyone anymore.

  "Then come on, Fei is not afraid." She was not intimidated at all, bent down, swaying her body, making a defensive tennis move.

  A snowy white cleavage appeared right in front of Chen Yi's eyes.

  "It's really arrogant." Chen Yi sneered twice, stretched his limbs, grabbed the ball with his left hand and shouted: "I'm going to get serious now."

  "Come on!" The beauty shouted loudly, attracting a lot of attention from people nearby.

  Chen Yi stood in the first district of the court, slightly condensed a bit of fighting spirit, then looked at the direction and started with an inner corner flat ball.

  All he saw was his left hand tossing the ball up while the back of the racket made a violent swing, exploding with a tremendous impact on the tennis ball in an extremely short period.

  The yellow ball was like a streetlight hit by a sports car and flew into the opponent's court with a "whoosh".

  The flat serve is the fastest shot in tennis, with a powerful, low-bouncing ball and a low accuracy rate.

  Chen Yi exerted his full strength in playing the ball, without pursuing any tricky angles, and reached the opponent's effective zone almost instantly.

  Fei stared blankly as the yellow tennis ball landed on her side and then disappeared without a trace.

  "Really? Again!" She bent down and shook her cleavage again.

  Women's tennis is so good-looking because of the standard and refreshing movements of countless beautiful tennis girls. The inventor of tennis skirts must be a pervert among gentlemen, a devout sex demon under the seat of innocence.

  Chen Yi shrugged his shoulders and with a masterful air, bounced the ball on the ground, followed by another identical flat shot.

  Still unsolved.

  A burst of applause erupted. At that time, passing students were watching Chen Yi play basketball with a look of watching monkeys playing ball.

  This kind of violent ace is rarely seen not only in school but also in formal competition venues.

  "Come again." Fei'er didn't believe it.

  "It's better to make a good start." Chen Yicai didn't give her a continuous demonstration. The two balls just now, he used Dou Qi, although due to unfamiliar techniques, the arm rotation was not complete, and some power was wasted, but the ball speed must be over 200 kilometers per hour.

  In the world of tennis, 180 kilometers is already a professional level. Of course, there is still some distance from the world record of 246.2 kilometers.

  However, the world record for women's tennis is 210 kilometers per hour. If Fei can receive it, the world ranking will be unpredictable, but China will definitely be among the top.

  Phil looked like a soft and weak little girl, but she said loudly: "If you win, I'll serve tea for you today. If you lose, it's the same."

  "Alright, one ball decides victory or defeat." Chen Yi said, holding up a tennis ball with his left hand and making a serving motion.

  It's not just Phil, several onlookers also tensed up.

  "Watch out!" Chen Yi's words had just fallen when the tennis ball shot towards the opposite court like a bullet.

  50% of his aura power was used to give that poor rubber ball a heavy blow.

  Without a doubt, its siblings, who have basically never suffered such abuse, give it a kind of feeling that it doesn't want to live.

  The angry tennis ball smashed onto the court like a stone, deformed rubber that didn't even bounce again, just flattened and flipped into a rolling state.

  Fei was completely stunned and shouted after a long while: "You're pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger."

  "You don't look like a tiger either." Chen Yi smiled and swung her arm.

  With his current strength level, if he can standardize the external rotation action of serving, it is possible to exceed the world record. This is one of the advantages of Dou Qi. If you switch to the strong men on the American football field, their strength is great, but it is almost impossible to make an external rotation action. If you take steroids again, your body's agility will completely disappear.

  The thing in the world that most resembles a zombie is not a corpse, but professional athletes who take anabolic steroids as food.

  Phil bounced the tennis ball on the ground just now and found it was still good.

  How much power is required to make the ball move so fast that it loses its elasticity?

  This kind of thing can be done by very few tennis players in the world.

  Phil, who likes to play tennis, suddenly understood and stopped playing. He ran over the net with a little white rabbit, circling around Chen Yi and said: "Are you a professional tennis player?"

  "It's not." Chen Yi smiled wryly.

  "College athlete."

  "No."

  "I see," Phil clapped his hands and exclaimed, "You must have been a future tennis star, known for your powerful and speedy serves, but then you got injured somewhere or were troubled by emotions and had to leave the beloved tennis court, right?"

  Chen Yi's face stiffened, and he forced a smile: "I concede defeat, go get me a bottle of water first."

  Fei'er ran away quickly, like a ball boy who had met his idol, and hugged three or four bottles of water to his chest, piling them up full, before saying: "Come on, you can't throw the ball like that."

  There are professional players who can accompany you for practice, but it's not easy to encounter good things.

  Faye's hands clasped her chest, imagining in her heart that she had accepted the guidance of a former tennis star, greatly increasing her skills. She first participated in the school's tennis competition, then obtained the qualification to participate in the national-level competition, and finally advanced to the Tennis Masters through a wild card. During this period, the red son of a billionaire family, the tennis star, carefully guided...

  She smiled beautifully halfway through her thoughts.

  Chen Yi looked at her in confusion, not understanding what she was doing with her eyes closed, and then another beauty appeared in front of him.

  He couldn't help but laugh and say: "Counselor, it's been a long time."

  The tone is entirely one of jest.

  "Recently, the department head explained why undergraduates were living in graduate student dorms." Liu Xinyu fabricated a story, but still gave a forceful response to Chen Yi's arrogant tone.

  Chen classmate's smile remained unchanged, looking at the counselor's outfit in a way that boys look at girls.

  The light yellow tennis suit is a low-cut V-neck, and the super-sized double peaks can't help but reveal a beautiful semi-circle.

  A skirt of the same color was slightly longer, but not covering her knees. Standing in front of the younger Faye, Liu Xiyu looked even more tender and delicate.

  "What a disaster for the country and its people." He sighed in his heart, but said with his mouth: "This set of clothes, are you preparing to perform a striptease?"

  Liu Xinyu's face, which was rarely seen, turned red. She hadn't planned on coming to the tennis court and made a hasty decision at the last minute, where could she buy clothes with an extra-large bust and small waist that fit?

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