Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 16
After Jiang Fengyan fought with Wenxuan, he was so tired that he lay down on the school football field to take a rest.

Above the sky, the clouds are thinning, revealing the blue sky, and the breeze is blowing, blowing on the face, very comfortable.

Gradually, as time goes by, there are more and more people on the football field.

Of course, they didn't come to play football, but like Jiang Fengyan and the others, they were a little tired after a 4000-meter track and field race, so they came to rest on the lawn.

"I remember that I didn't run the 4000 meters last time I signed up. What happened this year?"

Said a student who also participated in the knockout round last year.

"Who knows?"

"Are you running seriously?" Someone asked again.

"Of course, it might be a pre-match test. Only if you pass it can you be qualified for the knockout round."

Hearing this, some students suddenly shouted.

"It can't be true, I run very casually."

"Definitely not, there should be other purposes." Someone objected, no doubt, this person definitely didn't run seriously.

"For what purpose?"

"Who knows!" The man didn't know how to answer, because what he said before was just comforting himself.

After discussing to this point, most people have an idea in their minds. It is generally believed that the 4000-meter long-distance race is likely to be a pre-match test, and only those with the highest scores can be qualified to enter the knockout round.

And those who didn't run seriously seemed to be thieves at this time, and they were extremely disturbed.

There were also people who showed gloating looks on their faces. There is no doubt that they are all serious runners on the field!
After a while, Jiang Hongfei and the others also came over and sat on the grass of the football field. However, there were so many people that they didn't notice that Jiang Fengyan was also here.

"When did that Jiang Fengyan become so cunning and insidious? He was obviously a stupid and stupid bookworm not long ago!"

Jiang Hongfei said viciously that he held a grudge against Jiang Fengyan for punishing them during the 4000-meter long-distance race.

"I'm only looking forward to meeting that nerd on the tennis court. When the time comes, I'll beat him to death with a single tennis racket!"

The way Jiang Hongfei gritted his teeth made Chengchengyu and Zhao Xinran beside him feel a little scared.

Cheng Yu said with some worry: "Last time, that nerd took only 9 minutes to solve that Zhao Wuhui. I'm afraid his strength is not simple..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Hongfei let out a yell.

"Zhao Wuhui is a trash to begin with, as long as he knows a little bit, he can be dealt with within ten minutes!"

Zhao Xinran glanced at Chengcheng with a pale face, the two sighed, and at the same time muttered in frustration: "We can't!"

Just as everyone was resting and strolling on the football field with their own thoughts, the group in charge of registration left the boulevard with a thick registration form in their hands and entered the office of the sports department. Afterwards, the people who were timing the track and field followed in.

All of this was seen by everyone, while some secretly cried out in their hearts that it was not good.

"Sure enough, the 4000-meter results are counted! If the results are poor, it is very likely that they will not even qualify for the knockout rounds this year!"

Some students cried out in pain, and they seemed extremely remorseful and unwilling.

Those who did not get good grades also regretted it at this time, and their loss was beyond words.

"These people are really stupid. They are so disappointed even though the school didn't say anything. They are really stupid. Now I feel more and more that it is not wise to come to this school."

Wen Xuan looked at the students with pained and disappointed expressions, shook his head and sighed.

Jiang Fengyan turned his head and looked at Wenxuan: "Don't make it sound like you're smart."

Wenxuan smiled wretchedly, a carp straightened up, stood up from the football field, and looked down at Jiang Fengyan.

"At least smarter than you!"

Jiang Fengyan shook his head and smiled. It's not that he didn't refute, but he was afraid that he would become angry after telling the story of punishing him on the track and field.

"Let's go, it's no fun here, go to eat."

Wenxuan suggested.

Jiang Fengyan nodded in approval, and the two were about to leave when suddenly, the crowd that had been clamoring before became very quiet.

Jiang Fengyan and Wenxuan turned their heads and saw a tall boy with yellow hair coming out of the office of the sports department. With a piece of grass in his mouth, he walked out with his body crooked like miscellaneous skin.

"It's Senior Guan Li!"

"A regular member of Xinle Tennis Club!"

"In last year's Eastern Conference quarterfinals, the master who reached the tie-break with the ace player Kong Wulin from Chengyun University!"

Among the crowd, whoever told the story of the boy's brilliant achievements immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him.

Guan Li walked through the crowd with a conceited face, swept his disdainful gaze across the crowd, and then snorted coldly.

"Are you the players who participated in the knockout round this year?"

"We just signed up today, hoping to become tennis masters like our predecessors!"

At this time, someone immediately stood up nodding and bowing, showing a humble look, and said extremely flatteringly.

"Really, the idea is good. This year, many people should be able to enter the tennis club. You newbies, please work hard. I look forward to your performance!"

Guan Li raised his head and said condescendingly.

He said anticipation, but there was a hint of sarcasm and disdain in the eyes of these novices.

At this time, Jiang Hongfei suddenly came out from the crowd, came to Guan Li, and with a smile on his face, he called out kindly: "Brother Guan!"

"Hey, it's Jiang Hongfei. It's been a long time. You really came to sign up. Not bad. The rookies are generally not strong this year. You should be able to pass the test easily!"

Hearing this, Jiang Hongfei was overjoyed, and then he seemed to think of something and said: "I don't know who Guan Big Brother thinks, among the people who signed up this year, who are the seed players?"

Following these words, everyone's hearts were raised in their throats, and they looked at Guan Li nervously and expectantly.

No one would wish that he would not be favored by Guan Li. After all, he is an official player of Xinle Tennis Club and has performed well in competitions. He has been reported on this player by many news media magazines in Jinhai District, so what he said is very credible!

"As for the seed players, there is no doubt that you Jiang Hongfei counts as one, Zhao Xinran counts as one, completed Yu counts as one, Zhao Lu counts as one, Jia Kanyin counts as one, Liu Sheng counts as one, well, there are many, many more, after all, the tennis club plans to recruit 36 ​​people this year!"

After hearing Guan Li's words, Jiang Hongfei and the three of them burst into laughter.

But when other people looked at Guan Li, they had obvious opinions.

One is because their own names were not mentioned by him, the disappointment was mixed with the dissatisfaction of being underestimated by him!
Another reason is that the names he mentioned are all close to him, especially the level of Zhao Xinran and Cheng Yu, which is no different from that of Zhao Wuhui.

However, after all, he is an official player and has rich experience in competitions, so no one dares to argue with him directly.

Wen Xuan shook his head and snorted coldly.

Jiang Fengyan joked with a smile: "Why, are you upset that your name was not pronounced?"

Wenxuan snorted again, shook his head and said, "You, you, anyway, you came here a year before me, but you don't know anything. It's really hopeless!"

"What do you mean?"

"Maybe the inside of Xinle High School is not clear, but it's a wild rumor outside."

"What was passed on?"

"Bribery and match-fixing."

"······" Jiang Fengyan was speechless for a moment, it was the first time he had heard that tennis could be faked.

"In last year's quarter-finals, between Xinle High School and Chengyun High School, official players played match-fixing on the field. It is said that someone spent tens of thousands of Chinese dollars."

"Is there such a thing? Is it related to Guan Li?"

"Not only is it related to Guan Li, the head coach of Xinle Tennis Club also had a big problem last year!"

"..."

"In last year's quarter-finals, Xinle played against Chengyun. He could have won with a [-]-[-] record. However, what is unpredictable is that the head coach replaced Liu Fangze, who is second only to Li Hongshang in singles strength, and replaced him with Guan Li. You may not have seen Guan Li's match, but I have studied it thoroughly. His level is mediocre. With a big bag like this, he is not qualified to play at all. Facing Guan Li, Kong Wulin, who is as strong as Liu Fangze, actually played against him twice. If you dare to believe it, there is a tiebreaker, there is obviously a problem!"

"What's the point of doing that?"

"Significant? Significant. The national competition is a school-level event. Naturally, it will be noticed by scouts and various media. As long as you play a wonderful game, or you are a rookie who beats a professional player, I don’t know how many sponsors will rush towards you. Now, you can’t see that Guan Li has become the idol of these rookies, and there are reports about him in major news media. But Guan Li can only get a false name. Sponsors are all looking for people who can make money for them, so they are all sharp-eyed, what they want is real talent!"

Hearing this, Jiang Fengyan always understood why Wen Xuan disdained Guan Li so much. Now that he learned about these things, he also looked down on Guan Li a little bit.

"Let's go."

After Jiang Fengyan said something, the two were ready to leave.

At this moment, Jiang Hongfei saw the backs of Jiang Fengyan and Wenxuan leaving, and deliberately asked loudly: "Brother Guan, Jiang Fengyan is also very good recently, what do you think of him?"

"Jiang Fengyan, just that nerd?"

"Yes, he took down Zhao Wuhui in only 9 minutes."

"Zhao Wuhui, hahahaha, that guy is a scumbag, he just knows a little bit of tennis. Who doesn't know that tennis is easy to learn, even elementary school students can do it. Tell me, if he beats an elementary school student in 9 minutes, he is not very good!"

Guan Li snorted coldly, and said to the surrounding students with a serious expression: "Tennis is not a child's play. Since you want to play, you have to work hard. Don't believe that there are any geniuses. After all, there are only a few geniuses like me in a year. You just need to remember that hard work can make up for one's weakness. Only in this way can you catch up with me, understand!"

Hearing this, the other students respectfully replied: "Yes, I understand, thank you Senior Guan for your teaching!"

After Guan Li nodded in satisfaction, he put his hands in the pockets of his shorts and walked on the boulevard with his head up and his face full of pride.

After Jiang Fengyan heard Jiang Hongfei mention his name, he stopped until Guan Li left and passed him by, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and he stepped on Guan Li's brand new sneakers with a sneer.

Snapped!
With a loud noise, Guan Li staggered forward, touched the ground with one knee, and put his hands on the ground, thus avoiding falling to the ground.

Guan Li turned his head full of anger and stared at Jiang Fengyan, his veins bulging.

"You bastard!"

(End of this chapter)