Dimensional Magic Skills of Net King System

Chapter 46 Deliberately making things difficult
"Oh, it turns out that those who are not members of the tennis club are not allowed to enter the tennis court. Tell me, who made the rules, are you/Mom?"

Wen Xuan looked at the young man in front of him, and his previous good mood disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Fengyan snorted coldly, but didn't say anything. He just stood aside as if watching a good show. With this kind of lip service, we should leave the quarrel to the little eyes.

"What did you say?" The young man's gloomy face became even more livid at this moment. He didn't expect this junior to be so low-quality, and he was greeting him/mother as soon as he opened his mouth!

"What, are you deaf?"

Wenxuan said mercilessly that he hates the kind of things that he has heard but always ask again just to make sure if he heard it wrong.

"you!"

In a few words, the young man was so angry that he wanted to beat someone, but he didn't let go of his raised hand, but was stopped by him. He knew very well what the consequences would be if he did it here.

"Anyway, get the hell out of here right now, you can't come here!"

After the young man gave a warning, he turned and left.

Zhang Huan watched nervously, and finally watched the young man leave. He said cautiously: "Senior is angry, let's go."

"Walk?"

Wen Xuan asked a question, then nodded with a smile, and said, "I have to go."

Hearing this, Zhang Huan breathed a sigh of relief, now he was very worried that they would fight.

However, Zhang Huan, who was just relieved, was completely dumbfounded the next second. It turned out that what the two people said to go, they didn't leave, but stepped in directly behind the young man.

There was no other way, so Zhang Huan had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow in.

"Hey, come here quickly, this is a super expensive grass field, this school is really rich."

Excited like a child, Wenxuan broke into the field where someone was playing, and rolled on the field with an intoxicated look on his face.

The two people who were interrupted didn't feel upset, they just looked at Wenxuan with a smile and said, "The grassland is just more troublesome to maintain and repair, do you want to try it?"

Hearing this, Wenxuan nodded happily, and when he took the tennis racket from the young man, on the other side, the young man who had warned Wenxuan and others that outsiders were not allowed to enter, saw this scene and became extremely angry. These people simply took his words as a deaf ear.

"Hey, Zhang Yang, what do you mean?"

The young man walked over angrily, looked at Wenxuan and the others, pointed at the gate of the tennis court and shouted, "Get out!"

Zhang Huan was so frightened by the young man's anger that he shivered. He turned around and was about to leave. Jiang Fengyan grabbed him and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Seeing Jiang Fengyan looking at him with a smile, Zhang Huan suddenly felt that Jiang Fengyan was very reliable, so the fear in his heart was much less.

"Hey, senior, so many people in this venue didn't say anything, why do you insist on talking here, who are you, the manager here?"

Seeing Wenxuan continue to fight against this young man, the members who were playing and training on other courts also turned their eyes over.

"Hey, they are newcomers this year, and they dare to confront the hot-tempered Manager Yang. It's a good show."

Being jokingly called Manager Yang by everyone does not mean that he is really the manager here.

He is just a hot-tempered member, and his strength is not bad, but he likes to point fingers, likes to meddle in his own business, and has a bureaucratic style. This also makes the people here give him an alias, called Manager Yang, and his real name is Yang Yingran.

"I'm not the manager here, but I can't tolerate you breaking the rules here. If everyone can come in casually, won't this place be trampled by your pig's hooves?"

Yang Yingran said coldly, his eyes swept over Jiang Fengyan and Zhang Huan.

"Pig hooves?"

When Wenxuan heard this word, his whole body was in a bad mood.

Well, it's quite scolding.

Wenxuan was not polite anymore, and said directly: "Pig trotters? You can talk, senior, so in your eyes, all the students in the school, except those in your tennis club, are all stupid pigs. It's ok. I'll post your words on the school's post bar tomorrow for everyone to judge."

Speaking of Wenxuan, he turned around and left. At this time, the person who had handed the tennis racket to Wenxuan hurried up to hold Wenxuan.

"You don't really do that, do you?"

Wenxuan took out the phone from his pocket insidiously, shook it, and clicked on the recording, and immediately heard Yang Yingran's voice, and the words he said were naturally recorded in it.

Jiang Fengyan and Zhang Huan had dark lines all over their faces, thinking, since when did this kid start recording secretly?
"You!" Yang Yingran was in a hurry. If Wenxuan really put this on the school's post bar, he would really be done playing. This would be equivalent to going against the whole school.

Seeing that Yang Yingran was in a hurry, everyone laughed secretly, but no one stepped forward to speak for him.

Wenxuan ran away immediately, and Yang Yingran ran after Wenxuan on the tennis court. The scene looked rather funny.

Jiang Fengyan patted Wenxuan on the shoulder and said, "Look, this is how things are going. It's not as bad as you imagined."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Zhang Huan could reply, a familiar voice came out of his mind.

——Net King system has been activated.

Random task triggers!

Target: Yang Yingran, Wenxuan

Mission 1: Stop the duo from trampling the tennis court.Points earned for completion: 2
Task 2: Persuade Wenxuan to delete the recording.Points earned for completion: 3
Task 3: A match with Yang Yingran, and win, complete the points: 5
--come on!
"Hey."

Jiang Fengyan sighed. At this moment, he wanted to watch a good show from the sidelines, but he came to a mission.

No matter, completing the task is important, so Jiang Fengyan said to Zhang Huan: "You are right here."

Zhang Huan was taken aback, and when he was about to ask him what he was going to do, he saw Jiang Fengyan running towards Wenxuan and the others.

So, in the blink of an eye, it became three people running wildly.

In the end, Jiang Fengyan circled around and stood in front of Wenxuan, blocking Wenxuan abruptly.

Wenxuan was stopped by Jiang Fengyan, and asked angrily, "Why, have you betrayed me? I'm having a good time."

Seeing Wenxuan being blocked, Yang Yingran was taken aback, and immediately came to their side, staring at Wenxuan coldly, as if saying, if you don't delete it for a day, I will be with you forever!

The task of preventing the two from stopping and trampling on the field has been completed, and now it is time to persuade Xiaoyan to delete the recording, but Jiang Fengyan said to Yang Yingran after a second thought: "Director Yang, after all, you are at fault. If you apologize, maybe Wenxuan can delete the recording. What do you think?"

"apologize?"

Yang Yingran asked back and laughed loudly: "It's not me who is wrong, why should I apologize."

At this time, Wenxuan didn't know what Jiang Fengyan wanted to do, but he still knew Jiang Fengyan very well. Once he made a move, I'm afraid nothing good would happen.

Therefore, Wenxuan has some expectations.

"Don't admit your mistake, then don't blame me for posting it on the post bar."

Wen Xuan agreed with a smile.

After pretending to ponder for a moment, Jiang Fengyan said, "Well, you didn't allow us to come in before because we weren't from the tennis club. However, as long as normal people can tell that we are newcomers to the club this year, you just blocked us out indiscriminately. Afterwards, the school team came. After we told the minister about it, you probably won't have any good results."

Mentioning the minister, Yang Yingran felt somewhat guilty.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Let's come to the game, if I win, let him delete the recording!"

"you!"

Hearing this, Yang Yingran was completely angry, aren't you playing with me?

Losing this match, Yang Yingran lost his face as a senior. After all, he came to the tennis club a year before the opponent. If he still can't beat him, wouldn't he lose all his old face.

But if he wins, the recording will be posted on the school's post bar, and he will become the target of verbal criticism from the whole school!
"This move is ruthless!"

At this moment, everyone present admired Jiang Fengyan's move.

Wenxuan looked at Jiang Fengyan even more in surprise, and his small eyes that blinked quickly said clearly: "Yes, Fengyan, this move is full of praise!"

"You say, who would win if they really fought?"

"It goes without saying. Manager Yang is sure. His strength is already infinitely close to that of a full-time member of the school team."

"That's right, and if there are no accidents, this year, Director Yang will definitely become a regular team member."

"However, I seem to have heard that the guy who looks like a nerd is a player who has attracted the attention of Jianghua Monthly. He seems to value him very much. I'm afraid his strength is not simple."

"You don't understand this. Maybe in the future, this nerd can beat Director Yang, but now, for a nerd who hasn't experienced the horrible training of the tennis team, it is impossible to win at all."

"Don't discuss it here. Do you think Director Yang can accept such an unreasonable invitation to fight?"

Sure enough, Yang Yingran refused, not because she was afraid of him.

After Jiang Fengyan thought about it, he felt a little headache. It would be a bit difficult to complete these two tasks.

If Yang Yingran can delete the recording if he wins, wouldn't it mean that the third task cannot be completed?
"If I win, let this little eye delete the recording, so that I can fight you?"

As the seed player of this year's official team, he has considerable confidence. He can win easily against these newcomers who just arrived.

After Jiang Fengyan sighed, he said, "That's it."

Seeing this scene, the people around started discussing again.

"No way, this kid really agreed."

"Maybe it's to save face for senior. Maybe the nerd really wants to delete this recording. It seems that he is also a good junior."

"That's right, this nerd probably knows that he is not the opponent of the senior, so he deliberately put forward such a condition. In this way, if he loses, even if he doesn't want to, that little eye has to delete the recording. In this way, he can not only help the senior solve the problem, but also stabilize his friends. Yes, this kid!"

Everyone praised, and their evaluation of Jiang Fengyan skyrocketed.

Wenxuan, who was beside Jiang Fengyan, had a wretched smile on his face, looking very happy.

"It's ok, Feng Yan, defeat this Director Yang in front of everyone, let him lose face, and then upload this recording on the post bar, with two prongs, it will definitely make our seniors happy."

Zhang Huan was a little excited at this moment. After all, he could see Jiang Fengyan's match again.

The last group final made a deep impression on him.

Those miraculous techniques developed by Jiang Feng were indeed too shocking to those who had never watched Wang Wang's anime.

Holding tennis rackets, the two chose a plastic court and stood on the court one after another. The match is about to begin...

(End of this chapter)