Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
……
At the pavilion.
Chen Fan's phone kept vibrating.
He took it out and took a look.
Chen Fan's eyebrows twitched and his breathing quickened.
I spent 100,000 Sakura coins to buy your post for Ball Maniac!
Tezuka I Love You spent 100,000 Sakura coins to buy your post!
An unknown tennis player spent 100,000 Sakura coins to buy your post!
……
Hualala--
He opened the tennis forum.
A series of sound effects of gold coins falling into a pocket came from the phone.
His phone was still vibrating.
It meant that there were still people buying posts.
Chen Fan glanced at the approximate account balance.
In just a few minutes, there was an additional five million in his account!!
And this number was still increasing!
"I'm rich! He was rich! I'm rich!"
"Wooden Hand! Beautifully done!"
"I'm in love with this disguised publicity!”
"What is professionalism! This is called professionalism!"
Chen Fan's heart was filled with joy as he looked at the brutal wooden hand on the court with stars in his eyes.
In just a few minutes.
The profits that the wooden hand had brought him were already enough to pay the wooden hand a year's salary.
"What a sensible employee. She actually knows how to earn her own salary.”
"Which boss wouldn't be moved to tears?”
Chen Fan sighed.
She reached out and rubbed her eyes forcefully.
It was slightly dry.
"Mrs. Feng, dry your tears.”
"Give the wooden hand more bonuses later and give him an outstanding employee certificate.”
Chen Fan didn't forget to plan the benefits for the wooden hand.
After all, he was not a black-hearted boss.
The benefits that should be given still had to be given.
No matter what, he had to give him 50,000 yuan as a bonus!
She was afraid that he wouldn't be able to spend it all and it would affect his values.
At this moment.
Ryuzaki Sakurano, who was standing next to Chen Fan, saw that the score was falling behind and that they had no chance to fight back.
For some reason, she actually felt a burst of joy.
"Senior Burg, we're about to lose. Why am I getting happier and happier?”
"No, it won't."
"I'm definitely not happy because I'm going to lose to Senior Chen Fan!!”
" I'm going out with Senior tomorrow…"
Ryuzaki Sakurano stole a glance at Chen Fan and her heart started to beat faster.
To be honest.
It had nothing to do with her whether the Qingxue tennis club won or lost.
"What dress should I wear when I bring Senior Chen Fan out tomorrow? Would he like me with a ponytail?”
Ryuzaki Sakurano lowered her head, her face flushed red.
The young girl's heart was stirred and couldn't be stopped.
……
Dong!
A cannonball-like serve directly knocked Duren Burg's racket away.
It landed on the field, leaving a black mark.
"Big explosion."
the wooden hand said indifferently.
" The match is over!!"
“6-0!! Kinshou Eishiro!"
"The total score is 3-1!"
"Congratulations to Saint Rudolph Academy for winning this match!”
The referee's announcement sounded.
Saint Rudolph's loud cheers rang out.
"We won! He won! We won against Qing Xue!"
"Saint Rudolph defeated Qing Xue!”
“3-1! We won!"
St. Rudolph's cheerleaders shouted crazily.
Even Fuji Yuta hugged Guan Yue excitedly and shouted.
"Guan Yue! He won! He won! We really won against Qing Xue!"
"Too strong! The tennis mercenary you hired! He's really too strong!"
"Nonsense! 200,000! How can it not be strong?"
Guan Yue couldn't help but complain.
The moment he won the game, he had already transferred the remaining money to Chen Fan.
Right now, his pockets were cleaner than his face.
He won the competition.
Losing money.
But at least they won.
He could have money again, but he couldn't restart the competition.
After all, this was the first time Saint Rudolph had defeated Qing Xue.
It was a great milestone.
"Guan Yue! You've brought the St. Rudolph tennis club to a new height!!”
"Too strong!"
Yuta could not help but give Guan Yue a thumbs up.
"I'm not the strong one. The strong one is money.”
Guan Yue felt quite helpless in her heart. Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind.
"That's right!"
"I've brought the St. Rudolph's tennis club to a whole new level!”
"You can ask the principal for money!”
Guan Yue slapped her thigh excitedly and almost forgot about this.
"Can the tennis club get money from the principal after winning the game?？!! Yesterday, the baseball club won the top eight in the country but didn't get any bonuses. How are you going to get the money?？!”
Yuta's eyes widened in surprise.
Guan Yue took out her phone.
He found the principal's number and dialed it.
"Hey! Father! The tennis club has beaten Qing Xue!"
"Hurry up and transfer me the money!"
Yuta Fuji: "????"
Is the school your home?
Then it's fine!
……
On the court.
Burg's face was blank.
He did not expect that he would actually lose so thoroughly.
His opponent's strength, technique, and speed were all far above his.
Although his skills and style of playing were seen through and studied, it was the main reason for his defeat.
However, the strange footwork of the wooden hand, which could appear in various places on the court, was enough to allow him to return all the balls that were hit by Duren Burg to all corners and remain invincible.
As time went on, Duren Burg's mentality changed and he could not calm down.
As a result, the final match was lost without any suspense.
Shame.
Humiliation.
It was difficult to calm down.
Burg had mixed feelings in his heart.
The word "genius" could be vaguely heard in the discussions around them.
This word that was originally used to praise him had now become especially harsh.
Burg stood up.
He looked at the wooden hand without saying a word.
He was not someone who could not afford to lose.
On the contrary.
Losing the game was actually a good thing for him now.
At the very least, he understood that only by completely abandoning the title of " genius " could he usher in a greater breakthrough.
It was too tiring to be called a genius all this time.
"Perhaps…Chen Fan had already realized that a genius was useless a year ago, so he didn't care about the title.”
"I still understood it too late."
Burg thought to himself. He turned around and left the field without saying a word.
"Buer…"
"Senior Burg, you must be feeling terrible right now.”
" Burg is not a person who will be defeated after losing a match," Ganzhen Zhi said." Besides, he hasn't won his previous matches with Tezuka yet. He will come back."”
Hearing Qianzhen Zhi's words.
Only then did the members of the Qing Xue team relax.
On the other side.
Longqi Jin, who was sitting alone on the coach's bench, had a livid expression on his face.
"We lost! I lost again!"
"Even Burg lost!"
Long Qi Jin clenched his fists tightly, unwilling to give up.
"It's all because of that guide post!”
"If there is no strategy post! How could Echizen and Burg lose!!”
The more Long Qi Jin thought about it, the more indignant she became. She stood up and questioned the wooden hand who was about to leave.
"Who exactly are you? Why are you targeting Qing Xue?"
"Why did you write those posts?!!”
Buzz!
The stadium suddenly quieted down.
The surrounding audience turned their gazes toward the tennis court.
Many media reporters also picked up their walkie-talkies and recording pens when they smelled the hot air.
"Hmm…"
The wooden hand was stopped by Long Qi Jin's question and stopped in his tracks.
He was originally in a hurry to go back and get his bonus.
Now that Long Qi Jin had called out to her, she remembered that she hadn't started her advertisement yet.
"Who am I? I'm just a worker."
"Boss pays, I do whatever you ask me to do.”
"Why I want to deal with you is Boss's business. I'm not qualified to ask.”
"Also, I didn't write that post. I can't write such a detailed analysis post.”
"I'm just a poor worker."
"Professional tennis mercenary team, employee number one.”
"I'll advertise here."
"If you want to use tennis to take revenge, find a sparring partner, want to be abused, or if you have difficulties in your skills and want to find guidance, you can contact our boss on the tennis forum.”
"At the same time, if there are big projects, such as the national championship, the Guandong competition, etc., we will also accept it. If you need it, you can contact us.”
"Professional team, honest employment!"
"Please identify 'Nara 42 Shotgun Senior'!”
After saying that.
The wooden hand was about to turn around and leave.
"Bastard! Do you want to leave just like that?!”
Haitang Xun shouted angrily.
Under Long Qi Jin's gaze, he shot a tennis ball at the wooden hand's face.
Wooden Hand's body flashed.
"Pa!"
He held the tennis ball tightly in his hand, and his gaze focused with a hint of ruthlessness.
"I advise you not to act rashly.”
"I learned ancient martial arts, so I can beat ten of you.”
"If it wasn't for the boss telling me not to do anything outside and affect my reputation, I would have been killed.”
"In the past, you would have been hospitalized.”
After saying that, the wooden hand threw the tennis ball on the ground and left without looking back.
The reporter quickly picked up his camera to take a photo, but only his back was captured.
After he left.
The surroundings exploded.
"F * ck! Did you hear that? That wooden hand is just an employee!"
"Nara 42 Shotgun Immortal isn't him? I was happy for nothing."
"So mysterious! A tennis hiring company! If the employees were so strong, how terrifying must the boss be?!”
"Qing Xue has actually been targeted by them. Tsk tsk tsk, how sad!”
"In that case, Qingxue is indeed unlucky. They lost both games because of the tennis mercenaries.”
"This is obviously a deliberate attack! Whoever fought Qing Xue in the future would definitely make a killing!”
"I suddenly feel that going up against Qing Xue isn't that scary anymore.”
"Who is the boss of a tennis mercenary?？？”
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