Chapter 90 Ordinary people don't have this treatment
The man had long arms and legs, strong arm muscles, and was incredibly fast, with each of his shots drawing a graceful arc in the air.
His movements were so swift that it was extremely difficult for his opponent to catch his ball.
There was a group of young ladies standing in the stands. They skipped classes to come and witness the elegance of Young Master Chu. They were all screaming and cheering with great enthusiasm. After all, the beauty was already in love with a man, so they could only covet her when the owner was not around.
Chu Junyue's figure is first-rate and perfect. The tight muscle lines of his legs exposed in the sun are like a beautiful landscape. His body is full of hormones that are about to explode.
The hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and his bronze skin was shining with water. The girls couldn't bear to move their eyes away and could only secretly envy Lin Xian'er in their hearts. She had won such a top-notch man so early, and she must have done everything she should and shouldn't do with Mr. Chu.
"It would be great if the young masters could come to the public school every day. I feel so happy seeing them every day."
"That's right. Those male stars can't compare to you young masters. They are simply not worth mentioning. The first time I saw Master Chu, I felt that life was full of meaning."
"After graduation, Master Chu and Xian'er will get married. By then, Master Chu will truly belong to Xian'er alone!"
"So now, while you are still in public school, you should boldly express your love and never leave any regrets."
The young ladies were all feeling amorous and were chatting with each other. Some of them were fearless and jumped off the stands. Amid the cheers, they ran over to pass on the cold mineral water.
Chu Junyue ignored the girl who was trying to please him. He swung his racket and almost hit the girl, but he didn't care and quickly entered the second round of competition.
"Lin Xian'er has such a bad temper, but she is really lucky. Look, Young Master Chu is still keeping his virginity for her." Cui Miaomiao looked at the place not far away and said again with envy in her eyes.
Jiang Zhiyue remained silent and looked away. Chu Junyue was just a student in the Economics Department, in name only. During this physical education class, the physical education teacher called the roll and chose to skip him.
The physical education teacher nodded, "Chu Junche?"
Chu Junche sat under a parasol in a row of stands, fanning himself with a small fan in his hand. He was wearing a sports shirt and white shorts, and his fair face was slightly flushed. "It's so hot, can you please not see me?"
The PE teacher paused. This PE class was divided into mixed doubles for men and women. He wanted to help Chu Junche, who seemed to be easy to talk to, to arrange teammates. However, seeing Chu Junche sitting motionless in the stands, surrounded by a group of young ladies who were concerned about him, he said, "It's so hot, let's accompany Master Che back to the air-conditioned room."
"Master Che, how about I play one-on-one with you? After the fight, go back to my room and rest."
"Can you beat me? I'm very strong. In a one-on-one fight, I might be able to break your nose." Chu Junche raised his rosy little face with a very perverse expression.
The smile on the girl's face froze. Chu Junche was not joking. These young masters who seemed to be idle and addicted to skipping classes seemed to be good for nothing on the surface. However, no matter how bad they were, with the blessing and training of money, they would still develop in an all-round way morally, intellectually and physically.
The results of physical education classes and the comprehensive final grades are linked to the selection of scholarships, and Jiang Zhiyue cannot be absent. Once it comes to selecting teammates, special admissions students are naturally excluded.
A boy wearing a white nameplate and holding a tennis racket. As a beginner who has never been exposed to this sport, it is difficult for him to hit the ball, let alone how to master the serve.
He was immediately ostracized by the crowd. A troublemaker threw the ball into the air, and the ball went straight into the boy's face. The boy didn't even have time to dodge. With a bang, the ball hit his nose bridge hard. He fell to the ground with blood flowing from his face.
The noble young men and women around them, who were wearing sports shirts and limited edition sneakers, were already used to it, and a chuckle could be heard from the crowd.
"Are you okay? Are you stupid? Don't you know how to get out of the way?"
"It looks like another nerd, haha, he's indeed a poor special recruit, this is his first time holding a tennis racket."
"You should feel lucky. I'm here to spar with you out of kindness. Most people don't get this treatment."
The boy just stood there. A ball was thrown from somewhere and hit his head again. It hurt a lot. He covered his head and backed away again and again until he was in the corner. The flying balls would not let him go.
The physical education teacher frowned and said unhappily: "If you can't play, don't go on the court, and stand aside."
Jiang Zhiyue was very familiar with this scene. After the boys left the court, she was the only special recruit left on the field. Cui Miaomiao looked at the hostile eyes around her, hesitated for a moment, grabbed Jiang Zhiyue and quickly retreated to the sidelines.
In the air, a yellow-green ball was flying towards Jiang Zhiyue with a crisp sound of hitting the ball.
The speed was too fast, and Cui Miaomiao couldn't even see where the ball came from. She could no longer dodge it, so she covered her mouth and closed her eyes, unable to bear to watch.
Jiang Zhiyue took a big step to the right, and when she swung the racket, there was a heavy sound of hitting the racket, as if it cut through the air.
The girl's arm was bent into a beautiful arc, and her slender arms burst out with a very ferocious attack power. She hit the ball like lightning, dunked it hard, and hit back in the direction of the attacker!
Amid everyone's shocked gazes, the attacker's smug expression froze on her face, and she saw a high-speed ball heading straight for her head. In her haste to dodge, she slipped and fell to the ground the next second, her knees and palms immediately scraped, and she looked very embarrassed.
The attacker raised her head in disbelief. Jiang Zhiyue's pure and pretty face not far away was incredibly dazzling in the sun. She waved her tennis racket and smiled at her.
"Damn it!" the girl was furious.
This scene attracted the attention of many people, but Chu Junyue just glanced at it and then looked away indifferently.
Cui Miaomiao said in surprise, "Zhiyue, is there anything you can't do? You are so amazing, so cool!"
"No matter how good you are, what's the point? Didn't you hear what the teacher said? It's mixed doubles. I don't know how you learned tennis secretly at the Gu family, but no matter how hard you try, don't expect us to accept you."
The rejection from the crowd was obvious. Not forming a team meant that Jiang Zhiyue would not get any points in this class and would not receive the scholarship.
"Cui Miaomiao, come here and join our group." A girl waved at Cui Miaomiao and said, "You don't want to fail the course because of a special admissions student, do you?"
"Zhiyue, ignore them, let's go find another team." Cui Miaomiao pulled Jiang Zhiyue away.
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