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

"Guanyue!! We won! We won!! We really won Qingxue!!"

"Too strong!! That tennis mercenary you hired!! Really too strong!!"

"Nonsense! 20! Can you be strong!"

Guanyue couldn't help complaining.

At the moment of winning the game, he had already transferred the remaining balance to Chen Fan.

Now, his pockets are cleaner than his face.

win the game.

Lost money.

But at least they won.

Money can be owned again, but the game cannot be repeated.

After all, this is the first time their St. Rudolph has won Qingxue.

It's a great milestone.

"Guanyue! You have brought the Saint Rudolph Tennis Club to a new level!!"

"too strong!"

Fuji Yuta couldn't help giving Guanyue a thumbs up.

"It's not me who is strong, but money."

Guanyue was quite helpless in her heart, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration.

"Yup!"

"I took St. Rudolph's Tennis Club to a whole new level!"

"You can ask the principal to get the money!"

Guanyue patted her thigh excitedly, and almost forgot about it.

"The tennis club won the game and can ask the principal to get money??!! Yesterday the baseball club won the top eight in the country and there was no bonus. How do you get the money??!"

Fuji Yuta's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of surprise.

Guanyue took out her mobile phone.

I found the number of the remark principal and dialed the phone.

"Hey! Dad! The tennis club has won the Qing School!"

"Hurry up and send me money!"

Fuji Yuta: "????"

Is the school your home?

That's fine!

……

on the field.

Buer looked bewildered.

He never thought that he would lose so thoroughly.

The opponent's strength, skill, and speed are all far above him.

Although among them, his skills and style of play were seen through and studied, which was the main reason for his fiasco.

But Mushou's weird footwork, which can appear everywhere on the court, is also enough for him to hit back all the balls that Buer hits to every corner, and remain invincible.

Over time, Bu Er's mentality changed and he couldn't calm down.

Leading to the loss of the final game without any suspense.

ashamed.

shame.

Difficult to recover.

Bu Er's heart is full of mixed feelings, very twisted.

Among the surrounding discussions, the word "genius" could be faintly heard.

This word, which was originally used to praise him, has become especially harsh now.

Get up.

He looked at the wooden hand without saying a word.

He is not someone who can afford to lose.

in contrast.

Losing the game is actually a good thing for him now.

At least he understands that if he completely discards the title of "genius", he may be able to usher in a greater breakthrough.

I have been carrying the word "genius" for a long time, so tired.

"Perhaps... Chen Fan understood the uselessness of 'genius' a year ago, so he didn't care about the title of 'genius' on him."

"It's too late for me to understand."

Buer thought to himself, turned his head, and left the court without saying a word.

Kikumaru: "Fuji..."

Takeshi Momoshiro: "Senior Fuji, it must be very hard now."

Gan Sadaharu: "Fuer is not such a person who loses a game and then collapses. What's more, he has not won the game with Tezuka in the past. He will come back."

I heard Gan Zhenzhi say that.

Only a few members of the Qing school team felt relieved.

And the other side.

Ryuzaki Sumire sat alone on the coach's bench with a livid face.

"Lost! Lost again!"

"You even lost to Bu Er!"

Ryuzaki Sumire clenched her fists tightly, very unwilling.

"It's all because of that strategy post!"

"If there is no strategy post! How could Echizen and Fuji lose!!"

The more Ryuzaki Sumire thought about it, the more unwilling she became. She stood up and loudly questioned Mushou who was about to leave.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you targeting Qingxue?"

"What are you writing those posts for?!!"

Om-! !

All around the stadium, it suddenly became quiet.

The audience around turned their eyes towards the tennis court.

Many media reporters also smelled the hot air, and picked up walkie-talkies and recording pens one after another.

"Um……"

Mu Te was stopped by Sumire Ryuzaki's questioning, and stopped in his tracks.

He was anxious to go back to get the bonus.

Now that Sumire Ryuzaki stopped him, he remembered that his ad hadn't been launched yet.

"Who am I? I'm just a laborer."

"The boss pays me, so I will do whatever I am asked to do."

"Why do you deal with you? That's the boss's business. I don't deserve to ask more questions."

"Also, I didn't write that post. I can't write such a detailed analysis post."

"I'm just a poor worker."

"Professional tennis mercenary team, employee number 1."

"Advertise here."

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"If there are big projects at the same time, such as Bao National Championship, Kanto Championship, etc., we will also take over, and you can contact us if you need it."

"Professional team, honest employment!"

"Please look for 'Nara 42 Shotgun Fairy'!"

Done.

The wooden hand was about to turn around and leave.

"Asshole! Do you want to leave like this for our Qingxue?!"

Kaitang Kaoru let out angrily.

Under the sign of Ryugasaki Sumire's eyes, he hit a tennis ball against Kite's face.

The wooden hand flashed.

"Snapped!"

He held the tennis ball firmly in his hands, and his gaze was fixed with a trace of ruthlessness.

"I advise you not to act rashly."

"I'm learning ancient martial arts, so it's not a problem for you to hit ten."

"If the boss didn't tell me not to do it outside, it would affect my reputation."