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

Immediately click to open the private chat interface.

[Take you to see the world: Chen Fan? 】

[Take you to see the world: I am Byodoin, are you playing tennis again now?Do you want to consider entering the U-17 training camp? 】

[Take you to see the world: Chen Fan? ?say! 】

[Take you to see the world: I'm Byodoin, the one from the Quanmei Open, the one with the golden retriever, remember? 】

[Take you to see the world: Hello!Chen Fan? ? ? ? ? ? 】

the other side.

Duke Watanabe saw his boss holding a tennis magazine and frantically typing on his phone.

His face was anxious, and then gradually irritable.

Finally gritted his teeth. "asshole!"

"You actually pretended to be dead!!"

"This Chen Fan! No! If Borg and Reinhardt see this magazine, they will definitely look for him too." "We must act first!"

The House of Equality considered the stakes.

Take your tennis magazine and tennis tape with you. "Go, Duke!"

"After challenging Huaao, we will fly directly back to Sakura Country!" "So fast! Isn't South Korea the next stop?" Duke Watanabe looked surprised.

But Byodoin had already moved forward, so he had to hurry to keep up.

win the country.

Professional Tennis Club.

Borg room.

After training, Borg returned to his room and took a shower and walked out of the bathroom.

A white bath towel wraps her lower body.

The strong eight-pack abs are undoubtedly revealed, exuding strong male hormones.

He casually picked up the towel hanging from the bathroom doorknob.

Wiped his bald head.

After knowing how to polish his braised egg head.

He nodded in satisfaction in the mirror.

Go to the desk.

Turn on the computer.

Start browsing tennis related posts from various countries.

This is his habit.

As a current top professional tennis player.

He is also the ace player of the king's national team.

Keep abreast of and pay attention to tennis-related information in other countries.

It is very necessary.

rigorous.

serious.

Meticulous.

Know thyself, ever-victorious.

It is the most obvious characteristic of Borg.

Of course, there is also the shiny braised egg head. "Um?"

"The tennis forum in Sakura Country is so lively today?" "So many top news posts."

The top news post on the Sakura Country Tennis Forum immediately attracted Borg's attention.

Move the mouse.

Double click.

Click on one of the tennis mercenary messages. "Huh? Why does this person look familiar?" Borg frowned.

Cross-country network comparison card.

What he saw in 360P was just a blurry shadow.

Adjust sharpness.

1080P. The video was suddenly stuck as a PPT. "This is a broken network!" Borg scolded with a frown.

The heart began to be irritable.

But his strong curiosity drove him to continue watching the video stuck in PPT.

The video screen jumps frame by frame.

A long minute passed.

The picture finally freezes on Chen Fan's face. "Snapped!"

Borg quickly pressed the space bar.

Take a closer look.

The pupils suddenly contracted. "It's him!!" "Chen Fan!"

"The guy who hit that incredible serve a year ago!" "This guy is absolutely malleable!"

"As long as he is brought into Deguo's u-17 training camp, the possibility of Deguo's ten consecutive championships this year will skyrocket!"

Followed by.

Borg continued browsing.

When he saw that Nara 42 Shotgun Fairy was Chen Fan, he also clicked on the private chat box.

[The goal is to win the country ten times in a row: Hey, Chen Fan, do you remember me? 】

[The goal is to win the country's ten consecutive championships: I'm Borg, the special guest of the beautiful country last year, I watched you play next to me, don't you forget? 】

[Goal Deguo ten consecutive championships: I am very happy to see you playing tennis again. I want to invite you to join Deguo u-17 training camp. What do you think? 】

silence.

silence.

Borg snorted lightly.

Keep typing on the keyboard.

[Aim to win the country's ten consecutive hegemony: Chen Fan?Are you there? 】

【Target ten consecutive champions: Well, please reply after seeing it. 】

beautiful country.

Old Town.

Street tennis courts.

Boom-! !

Boom-! !

Boom-! !

The sound of hitting the ball echoed through the tennis court.

A tall black guy with dreadlocks and a white hair band jumped up.

Amazing bounce.

Bounce to a height of nearly two meters.

Coupled with his height of nearly 1.9 meters, he can easily smash the tennis ball in the sky.

Boom-! !

The tennis ball lands.The game ended cleanly.

Watching punks scurry off a street tennis court after losing a match.

The corners of Birdman Dudu's mouth rose slightly.

Obviously because after teaching the little gangster a lesson, he became happy.

The blond boy, who had been standing by the court and watched the whole process, walked towards him while applauding...

This blond boy.

It is Reinhardt, the main player of the current beautiful national team confirmed to play in the World Championship. "Nice play, Dudu."

"It only took 10 minutes to win." "Your jumping ability is getting more and more amazing." Reinhardt praised with a smile. "nothing."

"Just a punk."

"As a member of the beautiful country team, it would be too embarrassing if you have to struggle even to fight a low-level gangster." Birdman Dudu waved his hand disapprovingly.

He bowed and picked up the clothes he had just put on the side of the court.

Next to the clothes, there is an extra magazine. "Um?"

"The tennis magazine that bastard just dropped?" "Or the tennis magazine from Sakura Country?"

"Tennis mercenaries? Is it possible that the business has expanded to the beautiful country?" Birdman Dudu looked disdainful.

Picked up the tennis magazine that had fallen to the ground.

open.

Brow wrinkled.