Chapter 102: Liu Xiyu's Performance

  Fei didn't know Liu Xiyu, but she instinctively felt the threat and moved closer to Chen Yi again, saying in a clear voice: "Let's play basketball."

  "Mind if I join in?" Liu Xiyu's tone was smooth and full of seductive moisture.

  "Do you also play tennis?" Chen Yi looked at Liu Xiyu's twin peaks in front of her chest with ill intentions.

  They must have tremendous power when they move.

  Non-athletes should not try to lift it up.

  Liu Xuan-Yu let out a cold hum and gave him an unpleasant stare, saying: "Afraid?"

  Fei'er, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and said: "Chen Yi, our game isn't over yet."

  "That's also true." Chen Yi glanced at Liu Xiyu and decided to play ball with Fei instead, lest he fall into some kind of trap.

  Liu Xuan Yu swung her racket with an air of nonchalance and smiled: "Then I'll wait for you to catch up"

  。”

  "Fei hates women who wear thick makeup. Be careful not to sweat it off." Fei said, bouncing and jumping as she ran towards the front of the stage, the little white rabbit on her chest also bouncing and jumping, like the White Rabbit Sisters.

  Another powerful attack, Liu Xiyu didn't take it seriously, but Fei'er's one sentence ignited her true fire.

  At that moment, Liu Xiyu used all her strength to roar: "I've never worn makeup in my life!"

  "Heh." Fei made a face and shouted: "Chen Yi, I'll serve!"

  The two men started fighting, and Liu Xiyu was ignored.

  Chen Yixi secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Since meeting him, this Liu surname's big-breasted woman had always taken the lead and gotten one step ahead. Today, although there was no substantial benefit, being able to make others unhappy could highlight her own happiness by comparison.

  They fought more and more in sync.

  A game that lasted nearly 2 hours left Liu Xiyu and others with sore feet, while the others had long since stopped.

  Yuan and Liang Yu were chatting, looking like ordinary friends. Apparently, Ren Yuan, who had made a great effort, had basically completed the first step of his ambition in school.

  Lu Xiaoshan was drinking water vigorously and chatting with his new opponent at the same time. The effect was average, but he felt great.

  Chen Yi was already accustomed to consecutive surname exercises, and after drinking some water, he recovered as usual.

  Liu Xinyu said with a strong fighting spirit: "We've been through this before."

  "Tired." Chen Yi was too lazy to play another round with her.

  "If you win, I can help you with a problem." Liu Xiyu understood Chen Yi's temperament and continued: "You already have one now."

  "Oh?"

  "Mathematics teacher, you haven't been found in the last three roll calls." Liu Xiyu raised her white onion-like fingers and shook them: "Then this subject may not pass."

  Chen Yi snorted and said, "Don't learn from other people's little girls how to act cute."

  He pointed at Fei Er and said: "Others are at least 10 years younger than you."

  "There's no way." Liu Xiyu was like a volleyball stand that had been stepped on, and she jumped up with the volleyball.

  At the same time Liu Xinyu changed his face, Chen Yi said: "The teacher of advanced mathematics is too poor, I will talk to him later, so you don't have to worry about it."

  He has a 4th-level intelligence scroll with him, and the advanced math that freshmen who are not majoring in mathematics learn is really scarce. It can be mastered in just two days.

  "What about other subjects? Not just exams, but also conferences, school celebrations, chorus performances, speech contests, English corners, cleaning up, and even cat and dog feeding, voluntary teaching... you can't escape from all of these, right?" Liu Xinyu had been a tutor for a month and knew quite a bit.

  Chen Yi was speechless for a moment.

  Luo Xiaoshan couldn't help but burst out laughing and said, "A Yi, if someone wants to fight you, just fight back! What's there to be embarrassed about? Are we standing next to you, making you feel ashamed?"

  He's still a freshman, if he had spent two more years in school, he would have made even more direct jokes by now.

  。

  Liu Xinyu silently arrived at the front court, ready to serve.

  She didn't want this topic to drag on endlessly without a break.

  Chen Yi swung his arm and shouted: "Just hit 10 more balls, then go back for dinner."

  "Only 10." Liu Xiyu nodded.

  Others stood around with bated breath, ready to watch the beauty hit the ball.

  Liu Xiyu first pulled his upper body clothes closer, then pulled out a flower from behind and threw the ball high.

  Needless to say, the shape in front of her chest is now completely exposed.

  "Leaping with eagerness, unwilling to be lonely, upright and full, rich in tension, wonderful!"

  From over ten meters away, Liu Xiyu gave a vicious glare in her direction.

  Ran Yuan's whole body trembled as he saw the tennis ball flying straight towards his nose.

  Then there was the sound of rubber scraping against skin, and a searing pain.

  "Too ruthless." Luo Xiaoshan bent down to look at Ren Yuan, using only one eye.

  It's like being hit by an iron ball.

  Nose and tears mixed with blood all flowed out.

  Liu Xuan-yu proudly raised her head and said: "Consider it a mistake on my part."

  Precise and ruthless, everyone was suddenly as silent as a cicada in winter.

  Chen Yi slammed his mouth shut, looked left and right, thought it was a dog-biting-dog-style internal stir-fry, so he decided not to intervene.

  Liu Xinyu let out a "feed" and shook his shoulders, throwing an outside spin ball.

  Everyone's eyeballs were also rotating at the same time.

  The violently shaking huge breasts, and the constantly increasing depth, decreasing area of cleavage, are all much more attractive than that nosebleed guy.

  The ball's speed is around 130 kilometers, which is considered excellent among amateur players, but the angle is extremely tricky.

  Chen Yi sprinted all the way and reached the rightmost part of the court, barely using the front edge of his racket to return the ball.

  Off-court Liang Yu excitedly shouted: "Well played."

  Forget it, he boasted to the crowd again: "See that racket? I gave it to him. Aviation material, ultra-stiff carbon fiber made wide-body racket, sweet spot bigger than his face, entire upper half is."

  The so-called sweet spot is the effective hitting area of the racket. This part is also the part with the greatest elasticity of the racket, and the usual requirement is that it can return more than 40% of the power.

  In the early days of tennis, the sweet spot on wooden rackets was very small, so players had to put more effort into accurate hitting rather than powerful strokes, because if the ball didn't hit the sweet spot, not only would it lose power but also deviate from the predetermined angle of return.

  Entering the 80s, the rapidly developing science and technology brought tennis players bigger and sweeter spots. The best rackets almost guaranteed that the upper half of the racket frame was all sweet spot - a sweet and sticky racket that allowed players to hit with more power without worrying about insufficient feedback and wasted opportunities.

  。

  In specialty stores, the expensive racquets worth tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of yuan are mostly due to the size of the sweet spot.

  Lu Xiaoshan also held a racket and tried to hit it, saying regretfully: "Ah Yi must choose a big racket face. If he uses a small racket face now, the speed will definitely be too fast for the instructor to catch."

  The larger the racket, the larger the sweet spot, and the easier it is to return the ball. The smaller the racket, the smaller the sweet spot, but with less resistance when swinging, allowing for more powerful shots. In an ideal state, the sweet spot of a tennis racket should cover the entire string bed...

  Ren Yuan rubbed his nose and hummed: "The angle is too tricky, a big slap in the face is good."

  It seems so on the surface indeed.

  Chen Yi quickly ran and accurately hit the ball, then heavily returned it.

  He is quite dangerous every time he receives the ball, and calls on others. It's likely that due to insufficient strength, they are unable to effectively counterattack. However, this problem does not exist for Chen Yi.

  Liu Xiyu's angular tactics quickly lost their power, but she didn't seem to have a disappointed expression.

  In the first 5 rounds, Liu Xiyu only got 2.

  After changing servers, the game is basically over.

  Chen Yi used 4 ace serves, one shot and kill.

  The people on the sidelines were more excited than those in the field, and their hands were all swollen from clapping.

  However, some pseudo-football fans were dissatisfied with Chen Yi's quick ending, as such scenes are rare to see.

  "Let's have one more." Liu Xiyu was reluctant to leave.

  "That's the last one." Chen Yi threw the ball to Liu Xiyu.

  The crowd erupted into excited applause.

  Fei'er shouted at the sidelines with a pout: "Shameless! Be careful not to break your salted water bag!"

  Liu Xinyu stumbled.

  She had to readjust her mood again, and after about ten or twenty seconds of brewing, she finally came up with a speedily quick flat ball.

  Chen Yi took two steps to the left and struck backhandedly.

  Liu Xiyu struck back to the right side again.

  Chen Yi moved back again, barely enough.

  Liu Xinyu adjusted his position forward again.

  Her skills surpassed Chen Yi's, and after squeezing out all her strength, her explosive power and speed seemed to have increased as well, causing Chen Yi to be busy again for a while.

  During this time, she continued to observe their behavior.

  The latter was slightly puzzled, having already used his strength, yet still hadn't gained the upper hand?

  Fortunately, Liu Xiyu's agile reaction did not last long, at most two or three minutes, and the speed returned to normal.

  Chen Yi made a forehand smash, and the ball bounced on the ground once before flying out.

  The final victory

  。

  Liu Xuan-Yu's look of disappointment was gone in an instant, and she smiled as she walked into the middle, stretching out her hand to say: "Not bad."

  Two people's palms gently clasped together.

  After intense exercise, both of their hands remained at normal temperature.

  "You have a naturally good gene, don't waste it." Liu Xiyu's tone was still straightforward, without too many twists and turns. "I have a new job to give you, are you interested?"

  "No."

  "Don't you want to ask what it is?"

  Chen Yi shook her head as before.

  Liu Xinyu smiled and handed him a business card, saying with implication: "You will need it."

  Having said that, he left immediately.

  The boys let out a regretful sigh.

  Ren Yuan covered his broken nose and said, "Just let her go like this?"

  "Do you want to catch up or something?" Chen Yi snorted and said, "Go eat instead."

  The students around her suddenly dispersed, and several tennis beauties were also preparing to leave.

  Only Feier pulled Chen Yi's arm and said with eyes full of stars: "Future star, please let me have a meal at your school."

  "Aren't you from Jiangda?"

  "Faye is only in her second year of high school, she can't go to university until two years later."

  Chen Yi's eyes nearly bulged out as he stared at her in disbelief, saying: "Then you're only 16 years old?"

  "It was 16 last month."

  "Ren Yuan, you're too beastly!" Luo Xiaoshan accused angrily while drooling at the loli.

  "I'm the one who was invited by the tennis association, and I won't check the files." Ren Yuan's face was full of resentment, his voice a bit louder, his nose still hurting badly.

  Fei'er grasped Chen Yi's arm and said, "In two more years I'll be 18 years old. Future star, I will definitely make it into the Masters."

  Her mind kept replaying the joyful scenes of her victory in the deciding game.

  Chen Yi couldn't help but smile wryly, what's going on here?

  School life is always mixed with worries in various pleasures.

  In contrast, nations at war are always mixed with pain in all kinds of worries.

  Victory is the only weapon that can reduce suffering.

  The Sanqi people yearn for victory without equal.

  In the year 11390 of the Holy Calendar, a purely magical corps led by the 10th-level great magician Gaius began to attack the Allied Forces on the western front.

  This is a milestone attack. Since then, the magical continent has added another new term for war - "Infinite Logistics War".