Kick me out of Qingxue, go to Bingdi to become a tennis mercenary

The staff of the training camp have already taken him to the center of the stadium directly from the main road in an extradition vehicle.

However, Chen Fan took a wrong turn, entered the grove, and walked on the path.

After about 10 minutes.

Light began to appear in the grove.

Chen Fan quickened his pace and quickly walked towards the bright light.

before.

A tennis court appears.

Followed by.

The sound of hitting the ball came.

Chen Fan took a closer look.

On the court, there are two men wearing white and red jackets of the u-17 training camp, who are training tennis.

One with yellow hair and short cropped hair.

A bald man wearing a white cap.

Two people doing basic rallies. "These two look very unfamiliar."

"In the original works of the previous life, this kind of person is at best a character." "Competition with this kind of person is meaningless."

Chen Fan just cast a glance, and instantly lost interest in these two people.

Since I came here to watch the wind, it is natural to find an opportunity to go to the main stadium.

Look at the training games of Tokugawa Kazuya, Oni Jujiro, Irie Kanata and others.

Here are two dragon characters.

There is no money to be made.

Second, it's not good for you.

Why waste that time?

Chen Fan thought, turned and walked towards other places.

3 minute later.

Chen Fan returned to the position just now with a face of embarrassment. "It's a detour. After walking for a long time, I found a toilet." "There's not even a signpost here."

Chen Fan shook his head helplessly and walked into the court.

Hear movement at the stadium entrance.

The yellow-haired short-cut and the bald-headed man in the hat stopped the rallies training and turned to look at the entrance of the stadium.

When he saw the black windbreaker Chen Fan was wearing, he was taken aback. "Excuse me, do you know the No. 5 court or how to get there?" Chen Fan asked politely.

"Ah? Court No. 5? That place is on the other side of the court. This place is Court No. 14, which is still far away from Court No. 5." The yellow-haired short-haired man replied, and then looked up and down at Chen Fan's clothes. And clothes, speak again. "But looking at you, you should be the newcomer to the camp today, 987?" "Ah? It's... right."

When Chen Fan was asked this question, he felt a little guilty.

But after thinking about it, I was indeed new to the camp today, but the method of getting in was wrong.

After hearing Chen Fan's answer.

The yellow-haired short-haired man smiled: "When I first came to the camp, I was really lost. Did you go the wrong way and go to the toilet next to us, just like us at the time?"

"OK."

Chen Fan nodded awkwardly.

See it.

I just said that the design of this camp was faulty, and I was not the only one who went to the toilet by the wrong way.

Chen Fan comforted himself in his heart.

But seeing that this yellow-haired short-inch chatters too much nonsense, and he babbles, he can tell at a glance that he is a person with a confidant and big brother personality.

This kind of person, if you don't take the initiative to bring back the topic, it can drag you to the outer sky. "Then, how do I get to Court 5?"

Chen Fan emphasized his question again, still with a polite face. "Court No. 5 is where the monsters gather, not the rookie square." "You must have misheard the information about the gathering place, right?" "The rookie gathering place is at Court 15 today." "Go straight along this road, see Go to a circular flower bed, then turn left and you're on Court 15."

talking.

The yellow-haired short-cut head also pointed in the direction of the No. 15 court intimately.

"Go there quickly, the u-17 training camp is very cruel, and the first round of screening will begin soon."

"If you fail to pass, you will be expelled from the training camp."

"And out of the 200 people, only 50 people can pass!" the yellow-haired short-cut head hurriedly urged.

"That's right, you just met us, so I can tell you about it." "The first round of screening is to pick up the ball."

"The coaching staff will use drones to drop 50 tennis balls and let you pick them up. If you don't pick up the balls, you will be eliminated on the spot."

The bald head with a white hat on the side also kindly reminded and revealed the screening method of the first round of competition. "Pick up the ball..."

Chen Fan muttered.

Picking up the ball in the air, he knew this in the original work of his previous life.

Originally thought it was a temporary idea of ​​the coaching staff.

Now it seems.

The first round of picking and screening is an old trick of the coaching staff.

"In that case...hehe."

Chen Fan thought of the business opportunity.

Then go to (abaa) Court 15!

Chen Fan immediately decided not to go to Court No. 5, but to Court No. 15 first.

"Understood, thank you two seniors."

Chen Fan bowed slightly to them to express his thanks, and he couldn't help but feel emotional.

really.

The villains in the novel who are inexplicably looking for trouble are all fake.

There is still truth in the world.

The two little brothers I saw were very polite and cared for the younger generation.

You can tell at a glance that tutoring is good.

Although it was just asking for directions, Chen Fan still sincerely thanked these two little brothers for their help.

Followed by.

Chen Fan followed the path they pointed at, walked straight to a circular flower garden, and then turned left.

Court No. 15 appeared in front of him.

And this time.

In the middle of the circular flowerbed, a monitoring probe rotated and pointed it at Chen Fan's back.

the other side.

Monitor indoors.

The screen rotates.

Chen Fan's profile picture appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the screen freezes.

Chen Fan's face appeared.

But at the moment.

The surveillance room was empty.

None of the three coaches were in the monitoring room.

At this moment, they are outside on the balcony on the second floor.

Under the balcony on the second floor.

These are the five courts from No. 11 to No. 15.

now.

In this area.

A total of 200 high school students in various clothes have gathered.

The people below were whispering and whispering.

It was noisy.

Like a vegetable market. "Quiet." Suddenly.

An electronic broadcast sound came.

Everyone was quiet for a while, and looked up at the balcony on the second floor with puzzled faces.

Three men were standing on the balcony on the second floor.

One of them had a slightly gentle face. He was standing at the front, holding a hand-held loudspeaker of the same type that an aunt in the vegetable market called "one dollar and twenty-five cents" in his hand.

Seeing that everyone's eyes had gathered on him.

He raised the white megaphone again.

"Hello everyone, I am very glad that you have been selected to participate in the U-17 training camp."

"I'm your tactical coach, Kurobe."

After Kurobe introduced himself, he paused, and then continued to speak. "The u-17 training camp is a camp for training world tennis elites."

"You are also tennis elites selected from all over the country."