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

"Ah sneeze!!"

"This frequency, the content is not low."

Chen Fan stood up.

He turned his head and glanced at Mute and Akutsu who were training in the backyard.

After finding out that they didn't speak ill behind their backs.

He turned and walked to the desk.

He took out his old computer.

This old computer has been with Chen Fan for many years.

The Pikachu stickers above have all been turned into black Pikachu.

"How about writing something today..."

"Li Haida? Sitianbao Temple?"

"never mind!"

"Today's business should be very good, like millions of dollars every minute!"

"Also write a hammer!"

"There must be a big order!"

Chen Fan reached out and touched the miniature lucky cat on his work desk.

On the Lucky Cat, there is a hot order symbol posted on it.

But at the moment, Lucky Cat has no power.

It won't move anymore.

But Chen Fan didn't notice it.

In my mind, I have already started to fantasize about how to decorate the dance hall after I make money.

Reach out!

Press the power button once.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

More than ten seconds passed.

The screen still doesn't light up. "Um?"

"Yesterday it was still on in ten seconds, but today is it 20 seconds?" Then wait.

20 seconds passed. "

Chen Fan patted the back cover of the laptop.

Still no light.

There was even a faint smell of burning.

"My Cao?? Could it be that the hardware inside is burned!!"

Chen Fan brought his nose closer again, and this time he could really smell the burning smell. "Snapped!"

"Four one three" Chen Fan unplugged the power cord decisively and put the notebook into his bag.

Backpack.

Go downstairs quickly.

Ready to go out to repair the computer.

There is no other reason.

There is a baby in the computer.

A full 20 G. "Boss, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

Mu Shou turned his head and asked, with a very enthusiastic attitude.

It seems to be a professional social animal.

"My small town, Sorai, Mai is sick, I'll go see a doctor for them."

Chen Fan walked in a hurry, and after leaving a word, he turned and left.

Leaving Mu Shou in a daze.

Huaao.

bustling street.

A tennis store.

A golden-haired monster with a white hair tie on his head is choosing his favorite tennis tape.

The golden retriever has stubble on his face, looking a little mature.

Under the red and white casual sportswear, his amazing muscle mass can still be seen.

And beside him.

Standing over a guy who was bigger than him.

Almost as big as a tank.

The hair on both sides of the tank is shaved, leaving only the middle section, classic banana head.

His face looked very simple and honest.

These two are the u-17 players who challenged to practice in Southeast Asia.

Byodoin and his henchman, Duke Watanabe.

"Hey Boss, look, there are tennis courts from Sakura Country here!"

Duke Watanabe picked up a tennis magazine on the shelf.

In a blink of an eye, I was attracted by the title of the nine red and yellow characters on the cover.

"This is a tennis shop. It's so strange to sell tennis magazines."

The Byodoin Institute picked up a piece of tennis tape on a shelf and checked it.

Obviously don't care about it.

"But Boss, it records the information of the Kanto Competition."

"whispering sound."

"What is there to pay attention to in a tennis match played by junior high school students?"

Byodoin was a little helpless, picked up the tennis tape, and was about to go to the front desk to pay.

Turn around instantly.

He glanced casually at the tennis magazines on the shelf.

The body suddenly stopped.

The words "Chen Fan" and "Tennis Mercenary" are on the cover.

Hooked him right away.

"No way.……"

"This guy has been gone for a year."

"Could it be..."

Byodoin's face showed a slight flameout.

He quickly grabbed a tennis magazine on the shelf.

Open it up and take a look.

next second.

His pupils shrank suddenly.

"It's really him!"

"This guy! Banned for half a year, disappeared for half a year, and went to become a tennis mercenary!"

Byodoin couldn't believe it.

The guy I couldn't find for half a year before.

And now it's reappearing in Tennis Weekly.

"Everything I say this time will pull you into the overseas expeditionary force!!"

"Kanto Competition..."

"Nara 42 Shotgun Fairy..."

Find!

Find it now!

talking.

Byodoin took out its mobile phone and opened the tennis forum.

Skimming directly through the nine news items formulated by the forum, he clicked on the search bar.

Enter the words 'Nara 42 Shotgun Fairy'.

really.

really have!

Byodoin was overjoyed.