Black tech dad

Chapter 104 105. Someone's Dad
606 Dormitory.

Sitting on the bed, Wang Mengyuan looked at her three roommates changing into clothes for physical education class, and couldn't help feeling: "I didn't expect the four of us to choose the same tennis class. It's amazing. You know, in physical education class, tennis The class is the most difficult course to choose. Whoever chooses it is really the blessing of the god of destiny. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as the son of destiny."

puff.

Zhao Xue laughed out loud, and quickly sat on a chair, hiding in the shadows, to prevent Wang Mengyuan from seeing her frantically typing on her mobile phone.

WeChat group [She thought she was a top student].

[Zhao Xue: Wait a little longer and you will find that not only physical education is the same as yours, but also other electives are exactly the same.No, I laughed to death. ~~~^_^~~~]

[Zhang Li: Hey, hey, pay attention to your image, although my stomach hurts from laughing already. 】

[Feng Yuechan: It's not good for you to complain about her like this. 】

[Zhang Li: (ˉ▽￣～) Cut~~, what’s wrong?Could it be that she chose the best courses without telling us? 】

【Feng Yuechan: Uh...】

[Zhao Xue: Do you really have to forget the mysterious Iron Man who saved you that day? 】

【Feng Yuechan: How many times do I have to say it before you believe me?I fainted, and when I woke up, there was no Iron Man. 】

[Zhao Xue: What a pity, I really want to be saved by a superhero once. 】

[Zhang Li: If you jump off the building now, maybe Iron Man just happened to pass by. 】

After sending this sentence, Zhang Li got up and took out a tennis racket from the closet, imitating the appearance in the video, and waved it randomly: "I heard from the seniors who have taken tennis lessons that the quality of tennis rackets provided by the school is uneven. , so if you want to have fun and learn real skills, it is best to buy a tennis racket yourself. Look, I bought this tennis racket after a long time of research, carbon fiber, 1200 yuan, very professional!"

"Hehe." Zhao Xue laughed dryly, took out a tennis racket from the closet, and said calmly: "For novices, the choice of tennis racket is very important. Although I don't conduct in-depth research on the parameters of tennis rackets like someone, But I believe in a principle, don’t buy the right one, only buy the expensive one. I spent 10 yuan on this tennis racket for private customization, which fits my body parameters very well.”

WeChat group [Show off wealth girl].

[Zhang Li: MMP, I'm showing off my wealth again.Also only buy the expensive ones and not the right ones.Businesses like this kind of idiot the most. 】

[Wang Mengyuan: People are stupid and money comes quickly. 】

[Zhang Li: Awesome, she deserves to be a true academic master, this sentence fits her personality very well. 】

"Hey, your tennis racket is signed by Schneider?" Wang Mengyuan pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, as if she had discovered a new world.

"Your eyes are really sharp." Zhao Xue said proudly, "This signature is not a coquettish slut like a machine signature, but my dad knows that I take tennis lessons, so he asked Schneider to sign it from the French Open through his relationship. If I put this tennis If it is auctioned online, it will sell for a sky-high price of hundreds of thousands."

"It's so awesome, can you let me touch it?" Wang Mengyuan jumped off the bed in a hurry, grabbed the tennis racket, and worshiped in every way.

【traitor! 】

Zhang Li sent a private message to Feng Yuechan: [A guy like Wang Mengyuan with thick eyebrows and big eyes is indeed a traitor! 】

【Uh……】

Feng Yuechan didn't know what to say.

"By the way, Yuechan, your father is a great inventor, did he hand-build you an amazing tennis racket?" Zhao Xue asked Feng Yuechan after struggling to snatch her own tennis racket from Wang Mengyuan's hand.

The other two of them were also very curious.

"My dad made me a tennis racket..." Feng Yuechan just took out the tennis racket from the closet when Wang Mengyuan snatched it away first.

Seeing this, Zhao Xue rushed over.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Zhang Li showed a disdainful smile, and asked Feng Yuechan, "Did your inventor father tell you where the tennis racket is so awesome?"

"I don't know either." Feng Yuechan thought for a while, "Dad said that this racket can be adjusted at any time according to the user's status and needs. It also uses different structures and materials to achieve the purpose of strengthening certain characteristics. It is hand-crafted from high-quality materials. It also uses non-Newtonian fluid materials. The greater the external force received, the harder it will become, but the smaller the force, the softer it will remain..."

"..." Zhang Li.

"..." Zhao Xue.

"..." Wang Mengyuan
Someone else's dad X3
"gone."

Zhao Xue glanced at the time and called her roommates to set off together.

When they arrived at the tennis court, they found that there were two classes. The other class was an intermediate tennis class taught by a male teacher who had won the national league championship. As for the elementary tennis class teacher they chose, the teacher had not yet come.

"Didn't you say that all the courses were chosen by high-quality teachers? Why is it so late?" Zhao Xue asked Wang Mengyuan.

"When did I say that the course I chose was a high-quality teacher?" Wang Mengyuan asked.

"Oh, didn't you say it? Maybe Zhang Li said it." Zhao Xue quickly dumped the blame on Zhang Li, in exchange for the latter's eyes.

Wang Mengyuan snorted coldly, too lazy to care about it.

"Hey, you don't even know how to hold a racket. I'll teach you. If you want to hit the ball with topspin, use a Western grip!" Two boys from the next class came over, and one of them was dressed in a Korean style. Holding the racket, he demonstrated to Feng Yuechan and the others, "The surface of the racket is perpendicular to the ground like this, and the racket should be held like a handshake."

"It's amazing, as expected of someone Lu." Another long-haired boy cooperated with the other person to strike up a conversation with the girl, "His father is the tennis teacher in our class, and he won the singles championship in the National League."

"Stupid, keep a low profile." Lu Mouren's movements were slightly exaggerated, waving the tennis racket indiscriminately, which troubled Feng Yuechan and the others.

"Hey, you are very noisy."

"Who?" Lu Mouren turned his head, startled by Feng Hao who appeared behind him at some point, the racket fell to the ground with a slap, "haha" concealed his embarrassment, picked up the racket, and smiled, "It's so embarrassing , was actually taught by a senior senior who still took elementary tennis lessons..."

The implication is that you are already a senior, and you still take junior tennis lessons, is it embarrassing?
Just when Lu Mouren held the racket from the ground and was about to pick it up, Feng Hao's voice sounded again.

"That's right, grabbing the racket from above like it is now is the correct Western grip. You just said that the grip like shaking hands is actually the Eastern grip."

"Ah!" Lu Mouren gritted his teeth and stared, being exposed in front of the girl who struck up a conversation made him very upset.

"whee."

The four of Feng Yuechan laughed wildly, and when they were about to ask Feng Hao why he appeared here, Feng Hao continued: "It's really rare to have a champion father who can't even distinguish the most basic grip!"

"Who the hell are you? Do you know that you embarrass me so much?" Amid another burst of laughter, Lu Mouren asked with a blushing neck.

"I'm Feng Hao, the tennis teacher."

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