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

This ratio even got a folder for everyone.

There are folders from Teye Kunimitsu, Fuji Shusuke, Chen Fan, Atobe Keigo, and even many other schools.

Properly, he is a data collection maniac.

For the convenience of management.

He also put the folders of those who are strong and who he focuses on at the top.

It is convenient for you to find it yourself.

So I saw Chen Fan's folder at a glance.

Mouse double click.

Opened Chen Fan's data sheet.

Chen Fan stared straight at the back.

"This guy even got me a combat power attribute table!"

"As expected of a technical nerd."

"Let me give him a hug and see how powerful I am in his eyes."

Chen Fan moved closer again.

Until you can see the five-star map above yourself.

"My Cao?"

"Pentagonal Warrior?"

"Am I so degenerate in Gan Zhenzhi's eyes?"

"It's too high school!"

Gan Zhenzhi's computer.

Chen Fan's data is infinitely close to full five stars.

that's it.

Qian Zhenzhi pointed at the screen while chatting with Liu Lianer.

The two even took out their own data for comparison.

Seriously.

a while.

Maybe Gan Zhenzhi drank too much dry juice.

Started to have a stomachache.

I got up and went outside the store to find the toilet.

Liu Lian was the only one left in the store, sitting alone in front of the computer, conducting research.

Seeing this, Chen Fan was overjoyed.

The opportunity is here.

Liu Lianer is one of the Big Three of Lihai University.

The overall strength level is very good.

If Chen Fan said that he didn't want to be an employee, it was a lie.

Get up.

Handed the computer to the maintenance boss.

Chen Fan turned around and came behind Liu Lianer. "Gemini..."

"The principle is to condense the airflow..."

"But why in this intramural game, his arm needs to swing to the hip.  …"

Liu Lianer was looking at the data about Chen Fan's first-year school civil war recorded on Qian Zhenzhi's computer.

Be puzzled.

"Maybe, his arm doesn't need to swing to the hip, but when he cast it, his butt just got itchy? Use this swing to grab it?" Just as Liu Lianer couldn't figure out why it was necessary for Gemini and his arm to swing to the hip When contacting.

Suddenly a voice came from behind.

Turn around.

A man wearing a black mask and a black windbreaker appeared beside him. "how do you know?"

"Otherwise, if you think about it, a normal person needs to swing their arms to their hips to play a ball?" Chen Fan said.

Ask Liu Lian Er directly.

But soon.

Liu Lian Er spoke again.

It's amazing.

"Gemini is a kind of [balloon] balloon that has never been seen before. Maybe the gas is discharged through the buttocks and condensed before it can be released?"

Chen Fan was stunned.

Mouth wide open.

Looking at Liu Lian Er's eyes were full of disbelief.

Shock.

Shocked.

Talent!

It is true that Liu Lian'er's conjecture was taken by surprise.

That means, every time I play 【Gemini】, I have to fart, right?

Then how big is the displacement of the [Gravity] I played in the Kanto Contest to overwhelm Sumire Ryuzaki?

Are these data freaks mentally ill?

Even a swing of the arm can pull out the airflow.

Simply outrageous.

But soon.

Chen Fan also understood the reason.

The reason why Liu Lian'er and Qian Zhenzhi are so paranoid about the content of the data.

It is because of their absolute admiration for [Data Tennis].

Both are overly dependent on data.

Think no one can jump outside the data.

That's why I feel it.

Every movement, every demeanor, every step has a reason for its existence.

"The more powerful air ball played by Chen Fan in the Kanto competition is very..."

at the moment.

Liu Lian Er was still chattering.

Chen Fan couldn't speak at all.

The heart has begun to feel a little irritable.

"Absolutely."

"There was no chance at all."

"At first, I wanted to play tricks, correct his stat tennis, and then trick him into the studio." "I didn't expect him to be so good at talking." Chen Fan was already feeling helpless.

Seeing that Liu Lian Er really took the principle of [Gemini was typed by farting] as true.

Even moved out various theories to confirm that "the generation of airflow is farting".

Chen Fan completely gave up on communication.

But it's impolite to go straight away, and the computer is still under repair.

Can only suffer in silence. "Miscalculation."

"As long as you know that you can talk like this." "You have to think about it in the long run."

Chen Fan sighed inwardly, and glanced at the master who was repairing.

For the first time, I felt that the computer was repaired so slowly.

At this moment.

After going to the toilet.

Gan Sadaharu, who was a bit out of shape, walked into the store with a listless expression.

When he saw Chen Fan, he raised his eyebrows. "Chen Fan?!" One sentence.

Liu Lian Er shut up and froze.

He raised his head and glanced at Qian Zhenzhi.

He found that his eyes were looking at the man in black windbreaker next to him.

He fell silent. "My Cao?"

"You recognize this?!"

Chen Fan took off his mask and said in surprise.

"I have studied your data, and I can recognize you even just by looking at your back."

Gan Zhenzhi's glasses flashed a gleam, and his tone was obviously a little smug.