"The match is over! The winner was Yang Fan from the No. 1 Middle School's Grade 12 Class 2!”the referee said loudly.
Then, the audience cheered.
Yamamoto Ichiro was in the midst of the cheers, his face filled with disbelief.
"Lost? I actually lost? How, how is this possible?" Yamamoto Ichiro looked at Yang Fan and saw that Yang Fan was looking at him with a smile.
Yang Fan picked up the tennis racket that Yamamoto Ichiro threw over and walked towards him step by step. He then handed the racket to Yamamoto Ichiro and said with a faint smile,""Your racket."
Yamamoto Ichiro looked at Yang Fan's expression and suddenly became ferocious.
"Impossible, how could I lose to a Chinese person like you!”As Yamamoto Ichiro spoke, he suddenly threw the racket to the side, then grabbed Yang Fan's collar with both hands and roared,"You must have cheated! Isn't it? Isn't that right?"
At this moment, Yamamoto Ichiro was like an enraged lion.
Seeing Yamamoto Ichiro's expression, Kimura became nervous and shouted,""Baka! Yamamoto Ichiro, what are you doing! Let go!"
"How could I lose to him! Impossible, definitely impossible!" Yamamoto Ichiro said.
At this moment, Yang Fan smiled faintly and said,"I advise you to let go quickly. I don't like people grabbing me like this.”
"Hmm? What will happen if I don't let go? Kid, don't think that you're great just because you're good at tennis!”Ichiro Yamamoto snorted coldly. He was a professional athlete. He was a head taller than Yang Fan.
"Yamamoto, let go of me!”Kimura was a little nervous and hurriedly ran down from the stands.
However, it was already too late. Yang Fan reached out and suddenly grabbed Yamamoto's arm.
"Ah!" Yamamoto suddenly cried out in pain.
Yang Fan sneered and suddenly threw over his shoulder, directly throwing this brawny man who looked to be a head taller than him to the ground.
Everyone exclaimed.
"This, how is this possible?"
The Chinese students only saw a burly man being thrown down by the seemingly thin Yang Fan.
The Japanese students were shocked. Yamamoto was a third-degree black belt in Taekwondo! Could this be the so-called Kung Fu of China?
Yang Fan looked at Yamamoto, who was lying on the ground, and sneered."I've given you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it.”
After saying that, he picked up his tennis racket and slowly walked towards the Japanese exchange group. He said in the clear and standard Japanese language,"Xu City No.1 Middle School, Grade 12 Class 2, Yang Fan, if you're not convinced, you can come and challenge me. I know that you're all tennis players who are going to participate in the national competition.”
Yang Fan smiled faintly and aimed his tennis racket at them.
"This Yang Fan actually knows Japanese?”
At this moment, the vice-principal and the students from China all had the same thought.
When did our school ever have such an amazing student?
At this time, Kimura arrived at Yang Fan's side and said very solemnly,""Ah, I'm very sorry, Yang Fan-Jun. Fortunately, Yamamoto-Jun didn't hurt you. Otherwise, my sin would be great.”
Yang Fan looked at Kimura and asked curiously,""Who are you?"
"Ah, nice to meet you. I'm Kimura Taku, the teacher in charge of the Japanese exchange team. Yang Fanjun, you will definitely be a new star in the tennis world in the future. No one here can beat you, so we admit defeat.”Kimura said sincerely.
Yang Fan looked at Kimura again and asked curiously,""Aren't there two more rounds? Not fighting anymore?"
Kimura could not help but praise again,""Yang Fanjun, your Japanese is really good. Have you lived in Japan before?”
Yang Fan shook his head and said,"I've never been to Japan."”
"Do you want to go over and take a look? To be honest, I know about your country's situation. Yang Fanjun, if you stay in your country, I'm afraid your tennis talent will be wasted. Why don't you come to Japan to develop? I, Kimura Taku, can guarantee that you will definitely shine in the tennis world in the future!”Kimura added after he finished speaking,""And Yang Fan Jun, your Mandarin is so good. You don't have to worry about your daily life at all.”
At this moment, the vice-principal who came with Kimura also walked over. However, he did not understand the language of the country. He walked over and looked at Yang Fan."You're Yang Fan from Grade 12 Class 2, right? En, you performed very well this time.”
Kimura couldn't help but laugh when he heard that. He continued to speak in Japanese,""Yang Fan Jun, are you really not going to consider it? With your strength, you will be respected wherever you go in Japan, even if the other party is a senior with high authority.”
When Yang Fan heard this, he could not help but shake his head and say,""I don't have any plans to play tennis at the moment, so I don't plan to go to Japan to develop my career.”
As he spoke, Yang Fan lowered his head slightly and planned to leave.
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