Ten billion wealthy daughters

She closed her eyes, and recalled the joy of sweating profusely on the tennis court, recalled that in the European arena, she beat logarithms one after another, and saw the joy of having you praise Huaxia Jinhua to her; She has hidden her deep love for her - she silently succumbed to the pressure of her family and became a decent and unusual designer.

But her passion and blood were roaring.

Since Qing'an and the others can choose what they really like, and even her brother started as a non-commissioned officer for his own goals, why can't she, Han Jia, do it all over again?

She is only nineteen years old, less than 20 years old.

After that, professional women's tennis players can participate in the WTA (International Women's Professional Tennis Association) global open tour, earn points, win the world ranking and the championship of various Grand Slam events.

As one of the most professional sporting events in the world, tennis looks great.

Han Jia felt very happy in her heart, as if a person who had wrapped her up for many years finally unloaded the burden and went into battle lightly.

Her brother supported her, and her family had objections, but she didn't care as much as before; because more than a year of work experience has made her mature a lot.

Originally, Han Jia wanted to wait until after he started the competition before formally telling his girlfriends, but if he drank too much alcohol, the confidentiality really deteriorated.

"Are you really going to play the WTA?" Xia Yuanting was the first one to speak out. Xia Ershao, who has always been less interested in women, was really happy, "I like Hingis, Sharapova, and There is Li Na. You played super good tennis when you were young, you have such a talent."

Han Jia suddenly laughed, she was so happy - never thought that Xia Yuanting was such a caring and encouraging person!

However, Xia Yuanting would definitely feel wronged—what he said was the truth, okay?

In his memory, Han Jia was the kind of girl who was bright, sharp, and explosive. How wonderful, Second Young Master Xia didn't like the kind of sticky, flirtatious girl who flirted with all kinds of winks.

"Of course it's true. I've already communicated with the coach! Sharapova and Li Na, I like the latter two too." Han Jia's face was reddish and excited, and she stretched out her hand to hold Xia Yuanting together excitedly. Shen Ziyu, who knew Xia Yuanting very well, immediately dropped his jaw and his eyeballs bulged out—if those Yingyingyanyans who were chasing after Xia Er Shao know that Xia Jia Er Shao likes sports, they should Will you change your approach?

Xiao Yun took the lead and started to applaud, his eyes never left the two hands that were holding each other excitedly; Mu Jiujiu also applauded dumbfoundedly, staring at those two hands at the same time—when Qingan and Xu Heng pushed the door and came in, they looked at each other. What I got was this weird picture.

"Are you... all right?" Xu Heng was taken aback. Maybe the two of them drank too much.

Just when he was about to speak again, Qing'an winked at him, his heart moved, and when he looked over again, he heard Xia Yuanting nodded and said: "Yes, that S ball is so good! Li Na's technique is exquisite, and her explosive power is also very good." Well, as long as you control your emotions, you will definitely win!"

"That's right! In the few years before she retired, she adjusted her mentality very well!"

The two started chatting, and under the stimulation of alcohol, they entered into a very excited communication mode.

Of course, two people are on a one-to-one channel, and other people can't get in the conversation.