Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 14 4000 meters

Wen Xuan's face was very ugly, he turned his back without saying a word, and then lifted up his shirt.

At this moment, Jiang Fengyan opened his mouth slightly, his eyes bulging round.

On Wenxuan's back, there are dense red stick marks. These scars are still very new, probably added recently.

"Your father is still beating you?"

Wenxuan nodded silently.

"You know, although my father is a professional tennis player, he is an alcoholic. Because of this, he can only participate in some small tournaments and get some pitiful bonuses to survive. It is because of this that I hated tennis when I was young. If I hadn't met you, I would never have fallen in love with this sport in my life."

Wen Xuan said with a wry smile.

"Father would come back after drinking to teach me a lesson. When training me, if he was not satisfied with something, he would punch me. You have seen him beat me before."

Hearing this, Jiang Fengyan lowered his head and remained silent. Although he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the picture that appeared in his mind made his heart tremble.

That scene didn't look like a father teaching his son a lesson at all, but he acted very viciously like facing his own enemy.

"Anyway, I'm used to it. Fortunately, I have such a cheerful and lively personality. If I were a little more gloomy, I might not be able to stand a stabbing him long ago."

Wen Xuan smiled wryly.

Jiang Fengyan said expressionlessly: "It's not good for you to say that."

"Just talking, of course I'm just telling you, I just want to complain, after all, you are my only friend."

Jiang Fengyan saw the sadness hidden deep in Wenxuan's pupils.

"Have you found your mother yet?"

Wenxuan shook his head and said, "When she wanted to abandon us, she would have hidden it well. How could I find it?"

"Don't talk about this, let's go to sign up. If this continues, we will only have to sign up in the afternoon."

Jiang Fengyan nodded quickly. These questions should not have been raised, but he didn't notice them for a while.

After all, these memories come up intermittently.

It feels a little uncomfortable not to say it.

Jiang Fengyan and Wen Xuan randomly chose a long queue and stood at the end.

"I guess it will take an hour or two."

As Wen Xuan said, he jumped up and looked at it, then smiled and said, "The girl at the registration desk is pretty good."

Jiang Fengyan also tilted his head to look at the words.

Isn't that Ai Yuan?

How could she be here?

After a while, a tall boy came to her side and whispered something in her ear.

A blush appeared on Ai Yuan's face, then he lowered his head and looked at the boy who was filling out the form in front of him.

"Maybe he was being teased?"

Wen Xuan laughed.

"Girls in the city are open."

"Don't make it sound like you're not from the city?"

"hey-hey."

Wenxuan smiled wretchedly, put his hands behind his head, looked up at the sky, and said suddenly, "Actually, I lied to you just now."

"what?"

Jiang Fengyan didn't know which thing he said was deceiving himself.

"I didn't know you were in this school. The reason why you came to this school is because I heard that Xinle High School has a heavyweight head coach. Do you know who it is?"

Jiang Fengyan squinted his eyes when he heard this. Isn't this talking about the glasses girl?

"Who?"

Jiang Fengyan asked pretendingly curiously.

After Wenxuan glanced at Jiang Fengyan mysteriously, he said with a smile: "I won't tell you, but how good she is, I can tell you, she is the only genius who has not lost against Serena Williams, who is currently the number one in the world and the number one talent in the western United States! You can't even imagine that she is only 19 years old this year!"

"so smart!"

Jiang Fengyan pretended to be surprised.

Wenxuan was very satisfied with Jiang Fengyan's expression, and continued: "With her as the head coach of Xinle Tennis Club, who wouldn't want to come? Let me tell you that she is not only highly skilled, but also a peerless beautiful girl. Why, are you also moved?"

"The heartbeat is the heartbeat, but then again, where did you get this news? I remember that the Xinle Tennis Club has not yet held a press conference, nor has it disclosed the change of coach to the media."

Wenxuan shook his fingers mysteriously, and said with a wretched smile, "I have my own channel, so you can admire me to your heart's content."

Jiang Fengyan looked at his expression, especially those small eyes, paired with this wretched smile, they were a perfect match.

It makes people want to kick him to the moon!
In this world, it would be unimaginable for a college tennis club to change its coach and hold a press conference just like a club.

But this also proves from the side that in this world, the popularity of tennis is not ordinary!
More than two hours later, Jiang Fengyan came to the registration desk.

The moment he saw Jiang Fengyan, for some reason, Ai Yuan looked a little flustered.

When handing him the registration form, he was in a hurry, and his face was very red, like a small overripe apple.

Wenxuan saw Jiang Fengyan from behind, and squinted his little eyes, feeling that the situation was a little delicate.

"Is there an affair between these two people?"

Thinking of this, Wenxuan glanced at Jiang Fengyan who was seriously filling out the form, frowned and muttered: "This brat can do it, but he hides it so deeply."

After filling out the form, the tall boy next to Ai Yuan took the completed form from Jiang Fengyan's hand with a cold expression, and said in an extremely unfriendly manner, "After filling out the form, go to the track and field and wait."

"To the track and field?"

Jiang Fengyan was taken aback for a moment, didn't he say that today is just a registration?

Even if the competition starts today, it will still be going to the tennis court. What are you going to do in the track and field field?
When Jiang Fengyan was about to open his mouth to inquire, Wenxuan behind him thought that Jiang Fengyan was flirting with Ai Yuan, flirted with him, and hurriedly pushed Jiang Fengyan away and said, "Just fill it out and leave. What are you doing in the way? You're wasting time!"

After glancing at Wenxuan, Jiang Feng had no choice but to leave the crowd and wait for Wenxuan to come out.

After Wenxuan filled out the form, when handing in the form, he asked, "May I ask what your name is?"

Ai Yuan glanced at Wenxuan, not knowing what he wanted to do, so he blushed and replied.

"Ai Yuan."

After Wenxuan smiled, he took a look at the tall boy, and found that the way he looked at him became much colder.

Wen Xuan shrugged and cut.

Jiang Fengyan waited until Wenxuan came out, and then the two walked to the track and field together.

Halfway through, Wenxuan asked suddenly: "I remember that there are five track and field fields in this school. Which one should we go to?"

"Number three."

Jiang Fengyan replied.

"why?"

Wen Xuan asked puzzledly.

Jiang Fengyan turned his head and pointed to the place where they filled out the form just now. There was a large character written on the table: Three!
"Okay, I'm losing."

On the No. 80 track and field stadium, there was already a crowd of people standing there. It was estimated that there were no. [-] people.

These seven NO.80 people surrounded a young girl.

"Hey, please tell us, what are you doing here?"

The girl made an X gesture with her hands and told them: "Don't make trouble, we will start when everyone is here."

"Start what?"

someone asked.

At this time, Jiang Fengyan and Wenxuan walked over.

When the girl saw it, she immediately waved her hands and shouted loudly, "Student Feng Yan, this way!"

Wenxuan was taken aback, and the way he looked at Jiang Fengyan changed.

"Sure, I can't see that you are so popular with women?"

Jiang Feng Yanxu squinted his eyes and glanced at the girl, but he still couldn't remember where they met.

"I don't seem to know her."

Jiang Fengyan and Wenxuan came to the girl's side, and the girl's face was like a flower blooming, and said with a smile: "Student Fengyan, I'm your first fan. Last time you beat Zhao Wuhui so badly, I'm so relieved! You are really good!"

As she said that, the girl's eyes were filled with golden light. It seems that she and Zhao Wuhui should have some deep hatred.

Hearing this, Jiang Fengyan realized that this was the case.

"Tch, facing a trash, even I can beat him so badly."

When Jiang Fengyan turned his gaze to the speaker, his expression didn't change, but he let out a cold snort in his heart.

"What a shame, I met this person again."

The person who spoke was none other than Jiang Hongfei, the leader of the three fools.

The girl glanced at Jiang Hongfei coldly, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's obvious that you are not as good as my Fengyan, but you still say such shameless words, hum."

"My Fengyan?"

Jiang Fengyan was also drunk. I don't know your name, big sister. How did it become yours?

"Now that everyone is here, let's start. What exactly do we need to do? Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

Among the crowd, someone urged.

The girl just blew the whistle, and at this moment, two members of the tennis club with timers in their hands came to the track and field.

The girl said: "From now on, every group of ten people will run ten laps around the track and field, which is 4000 meters. After running, you can leave!"

"What! Going for a run?"

"We are here to participate in the knockout round of the tennis club, not the track and field meeting!"

Some students complained.

The girl gave those people a cold look and said, "Those who don't want to participate can leave."

As soon as these words came out, some people were ready to leave angrily.

But then, the girl spoke again: "Of course, if you don't want to be qualified to participate in the knockout rounds, then go."

Those who were about to leave immediately turned back with embarrassment on their faces.

Both Jiang Fengyan and Wenxuan shook their heads, saying nothing to these people.

"First group, start!"

With a whistle, the members of the first group ran wild like wild horses...
(End of this chapter)