The Prince of Tennis Perfect Tennis

The trace department said familiarly that he did know Wei Yilin and met several times in the previous year. Unfortunately, at that time Wei Yilin was in a state of despair because of his parents’ affairs, and was completely addicted. In the ego world, Wei Yilin completely ignores him every time he greets him, so that there is no memory of the trace at all.

Upon seeing this, Wei Yilin thought for a while, and immediately understood the key, but he felt very uncomfortable when he heard the words of "Ben Uncle" one by one in Trace Department, and frowned, "I don't want to hear the word "Ben Uncle" again."

"Ben... Uh, why should I listen to you?"

At the end of his mouth, Wei Yilin finally changed his words. Wei Yilin’s fierce aura as a warrior was not overshadowed. He stared at him and he changed his self-proclaim. This way, he couldn’t believe it, but just now He didn't want to experience the feeling that made his back chill.

In fact, the reason why he has always claimed to be so accustomed to call it natural is that he has no intention of being domineering at all, and it will not hurt him if he changes it. Besides, it is only a piece of cake to change his name when facing Wei Yilin. .

"Not why." Wei Yilin sorted his thoughts and said: "I do have something to look for you."

"Haha, Ben...er, I knew it." Trace Department was a little uncomfortable, came to Wei Yilin, patted him on the shoulder, and said readily: "Say, if you have anything, I will definitely help you. "

Seeing Wei Yilin and Rubu's good looks, everyone in Bingdi couldn't accept it.

Did they really misunderstand just now?

Thinking of the scene where Wei Yilin had been abused in blood just now, everyone in the Bingdi felt like tears streaming down their faces. Is this considered self-inflicted?

What they didn't know was that this was entirely a plan set up by the Department after learning about Wei Yilin's current situation. The previous game was too smooth, and the Department was worried about capsize in the gutter.

"Thank you!" Wei Yilin replied politely and said his purpose here:

"I want to meet my uncle."

Sure enough!

Traces secretly said in his heart, glanced slightly at Liuli who kept winking at him. The boss in his heart was unwilling. He still wanted to spend a few days alone in comfort. If Liuli came back now, then his good day would not be Is it coming to an end?

No way!Absolutely not!

Rubu thought silently that Liu Li must stay at Wei Yilin's house for a few more days. Of course, it would be better to stay there forever.

Thinking of the days when there will be no Liuli, Trace can not help but show a happy smile...

Humph!Don't think about it!

Liuli sees the face of Jibu with a hair + spring, and she still doesn't know what this brother who grew up with is thinking now, if she is really with Wei Yilin, the villain...

Liuli blushed with shame and clenched her small fist.

No way!Absolutely not!

In that case, didn't you want to be bullied by that big villain?Moreover, Miss Liuli had to give Wei Yilin a severe lesson to relieve her hatred.

So, our eldest lady, quietly approached the trace, and slammed on his waist...

"Sigh~~~ Pain! Pain! Pain!"

The trace of his face changed, and he immediately retreated from the state of YY, feeling the sharp pain from his waist, and it must be dark without thinking.

Forget it, let's follow the'plan'!

Trace department lamented in his heart, as if he saw his dark tomorrow.

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"It's okay for Lin Jun to see my father, do you want to go now?" Trace Department reluctantly smiled.

"and many more!"

Wei Yilin's words surprised Liuli and rejoiced Rubu.

"Does Lin Jun want to see my father anymore?"

Rubu asked expectantly, making Miss Liuli who was next to her secretly resent, and in her heart she decided to wait for her to go home and be close to her elder brother.

Trace Department's expectations are destined to fail.

Wei Yilin shook his head faintly, and said: "I just think it's hard to come to the Bingdi once. If you don't fight the Bingdi's minister once, it would be a pity."

"Fight against me? Tennis?" Trace was a little startled, not knowing why Wei Yilin suddenly made this request.

"Of course tennis." Wei Yilin nodded affirmatively.

Hearing this, the eyes of all the Bingdi people who had been on the sidelines couldn't help but brighten up. Compared to Wei Yilin's strength, they naturally felt that the ruins were stronger!

Because the trace department is their minister and the person they trust most.

This point has never changed in the hearts of every Ice Emperor Zhengxuan, and it is their firmest belief.

Now, this request made by Wei Yilin is undoubtedly what the Ice Emperor people are looking forward to, and I hope that the ruins can'avenge' for them!

"Hahahaha, of course!"

Naturally, the changes on the faces of the Ice Emperor couldn't hide the insightful traces, and he would naturally not let them down.

Moreover, I am confident that I will not lose to anyone in tennis!Although I also saw Wei Yilin's brilliant performance just now, the trace department also didn't think he would lose because: victory belongs to the ice emperor!

"Then start!"

Wei Yilin took a tennis ball and stood on the side of the court. It was obvious that he wanted to serve.

On the other side, the Bingdi crowd had already screamed impatiently.

"The winner is the Ice Emperor! The winner is the trace department!

The winner is Ice Emperor!The winner is the trail!

The winner is Ice Emperor!The winner is..."

Trace Department took the racket handed over by the Bingdi all at once, slowly walked into the other side of the court amidst the shouts, raised his right hand, snapped his fingers, and the enthusiastic shout suddenly stopped.

Trace Department laughed confidently and said:

"it's me!"...............

Wei Yilin's forehead was sweating coldly. This scene really felt quite speechless no matter how many times I watched it, especially the coquettish + showy movements and showy + bag expressions at the end of the scene. Give a punch.

Unable to help, Wei Yilin was very satisfied with his sudden thoughts.

That's right!He just wanted to do it on the shabby face of the trace department!

Although not with fists, but with tennis!

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ps: There will be another chapter at about ten o'clock in the future. The busy day is gone, and the recovery state will explode in two days.