"Oh, really? That's such a coincidence." Lin Zhou grinned.
Bai Wenxi is an overseas Chinese who has been very active in high society recently. He has close relationships with many wealthy young men and often hangs out with Li Ting. He attends various social occasions and makes friends with all kinds of people.
Lin Zhou first noticed him at a charity banquet. The attendees came from all walks of life, and the young man, through an unknown introduction, had a pleasant conversation with a certain dignitary.
Lin Zhou knew the nobleman, who worked at the customs. He was young but held a high position. He was usually arrogant and difficult to get along with. But he was very friendly to a teenager, which was quite unexpected and aroused Lin Zhou's curiosity. So he moved his fingers and checked the boy's information on the computer.
Bai Wenxi's grandfather is actually Bai Jincheng, a famous overseas Chinese painting master in Country M. Bai Jincheng's father is Bai Qu. Sixty years ago, he fled to Country M with his family. In his forties, he started from scratch and founded the W.T Group, a Fortune 500 company with subsidiaries throughout Europe and America, but never involved Country Z.
Now that Country Z has an open policy, many people who fled the country in that era have returned to develop in their country. Bai Wenxi's return to the country with his grandfather this time is obviously intended to test the waters.
No wonder he squeezed into the upper class society and made friends with people from all walks of life. It turned out that he was preparing for the W.T Group to enter Country Z.
However, the upper class society is also divided into different levels. A second-generation rich man like Li Ting is at the bottom of the social circle and cannot be brought to the fore. If Bai Wenxi tries to get in touch with him, it may only backfire.
When Wen Xi heard the man standing next to Su Ling asking about him, he suddenly changed his mind and stepped forward with a smile and extended his hand: "Hello, I'm Wen Xi, from Country M, nice to meet you."
Lin Zhou shook hands with him slowly and leisurely: "Hello, I'm Lin Zhou."
Wen Xi seemed to be completely unaware of the smell of sex in the locker room. With a bright smile, he enthusiastically suggested, "Since we all know each other, why don't we play tennis together?"
"Play tennis with them?" Li Ting raised his voice and asked in disbelief. Couldn't Wen Xi see the conflict between Su Dan and Su Ling?
"What? Is there a problem?" Wenxi looked at him puzzled.
Problem? It’s a big problem!
Li Ting glanced at Su Dan's cold face, then looked at Su Ling, and said with a fake smile: "I'm afraid Su... Mr. Su won't agree."
Wen Xi said: "Playing tennis is more lively, and it's more interesting to divide the teams into teams, isn't it?"
Li Ting kept winking at him, but Wen Xi ignored him and asked Su Ling, "Mr. Su, are you interested in competing with me?"
As soon as he said this, everyone else present showed subtle expressions.
Su Ling looked at him deeply, and the corners of his mouth rose slowly. "Okay."
Lin Zhourao touched his smooth chin with interest.
This Wenxi is quite interesting, haha.
Fifteen minutes later, the group changed their clothes, carried their own rackets, and headed to the competition area.
Choosing an empty court, Su Ling put down his racket, stretched his limbs, and did some warm-up exercises before the game.
While Lin Zhou was stretching his muscles, he asked quietly, "What's going on?"
"What's going on?" Su Ling was confused.
Lin Zhou said: "Don't play dumb."
Su Ling glanced at Wen Xi, who was standing with Li Ting and the others, and a hint of coldness flashed across his peach blossom eyes. "The first time we met in Stone Creek Village, he must have looked down on me for my peasant attire, right?"
Lin Zhou shook his head: "It should be more than that."
Although the young man concealed it well, the jealousy hidden in his eyes still could not escape Lin Zhou's sharp eyes.
Su Ling and he were just strangers, why did he hate her? He had ulterior motives when he proposed a tennis match!
On the other side, Li Ting tried to persuade Wen Xi earnestly: "How about... we don't compete anymore?"
Wimsey jumped lightly to warm himself up. "Why? It's just a friendly match, and he agreed to it, right?"
Li Ting said awkwardly: "You don't know Su Ling's strength."
Yu Qiang agreed: "Yes, yes! Su Ling plays tennis well and ranks among the best in the club."
Wen Xi said confidently: "I participated in a youth competition in Country M and won second place. I am more than capable of competing with amateurs."
Ever since his grandfather wanted Su Ling to inherit W.T.'s shares, Wen Xi had a thorn in his heart, and he wanted to trample Su Ling under his feet. However, after checking his information, he learned that he was not only the young master of the Su family, but also the partner of the president of the Lu Group, Lu Feng. Wen Xi was so jealous that he almost bit his teeth.
How can someone have such a good life?
He has everything without doing anything, even his grandfather rushes to give him property!
A few days ago, he helped farmers to sell their products and became a hot topic, which received rave reviews and hurt Wen Xi's eyes. Unable to suppress the fire of jealousy, Wen Xi spent money to hire a group of internet trolls and joined forces with Lin Yun's extremely loyal fans to deliberately discredit Su Ling. Unfortunately, he was suppressed by the public relations team of the Lu Group.
Any news that was unfavorable to Su Ling was either suppressed, deleted, or attacked by trolls and eventually came to nothing.
Wen Xi couldn't swallow this breath, and had been looking for an opportunity to suppress him. Their meeting at the tennis club today was an accident, and the opportunity was rare, so how could he let it go easily?
Tennis is Wimsey's strong point, and he is very adept at humiliating his opponents in games.
Li Ting's worries are completely unnecessary.
"Runner-up in the M Country Youth Championship? That's very valuable!" Yu Qiang said in astonishment.
Su Dan sat on a chair, holding a bottle of mineral water, twisting the lid and saying, "Su Ling's strength should not be underestimated. You must not take it lightly when competing with him."
"Okay, I understand." Wen Xi nodded, but felt quite disdainful in his heart.
Tennis is a difficult sport to get started in and requires a high level of physical fitness. It is not very popular in Country Z, and there are very few athletes who can enter world competitions. For those who join clubs to play, it is just a pastime to keep fit. How high can the skills be?
After the warm-up, Wimsey was the first to enter the court.
Su Ling opened the bag, took out the wrist guard and put it on, took out the racket, and swung it twice casually.
"I haven't played for a long time, so I'm a little rusty."
"Are you sure you can win?" Lin Zhou asked.
Su Ling looked at Wen Xi who was ready on the court and said calmly: "It's hard to say since we haven't played yet."
He would not underestimate any opponent and would go all out no matter how strong the opponent was. Wimsey dared to challenge him to a match, which obviously showed that he was confident in his tennis skills.
Unfortunately, however, his opponent was himself.
Su Ling tested the elasticity of the tennis racket with his fingers.
The best way to strike a person is to destroy his self-confidence and make him stumble in his self-reliance. His self-esteem will collapse faster than anything else. If he falls to the ground and cannot get up, you can only blame him for overestimating his own abilities.
With her hair tied up with a hair tie and a hat on, Su Ling walked onto the court calmly.
The two men faced each other in front of the net and shook hands politely.
"Do you want to serve first?" Su Ling asked generously.
"Isn't this bad?" Wen Xi hesitated.
"It doesn't matter. You're younger than me, so it's your right to let you go." Su Ling stepped back gentlemanly, squatted slightly, and got into a posture to receive the ball.
Wen Xi pressed down his hat, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, took out the ball from his pocket, threw it on the ground and slapped it twice.
"I'll be the referee--" Lin Zhou ran to the referee's position.
"I'll be the assistant referee!" Li Ting was afraid that Lin Zhou would be biased and unfair to Wen Xi.
Lin Zhou spread his hands nonchalantly, took out a whistle, blew it, and raised his hand. "The game begins!"
Wen Xi grabbed the bouncing ball, his eyes sharpened, and he served the ball quickly.
"Bang--"
The ball landed on the opponent's court. Su Ling rushed forward in small steps. The ball spun at high speed on the ground and bounced high, just past Su Ling's racket.
"Beep—Wenxi scores!" Lin Zhou blew the whistle and shouted.
"Pa pa pa——" Su Dan clapped while sitting on the chair.
"Score with topspin serve! No wonder I'm the runner-up in the youth tournament!" Yu Qiang exclaimed.
"Good job!" Li Ting gave Wen Xi a thumbs up. As a former defeated general of Su Ling, he was happy to see him suffer a setback at the beginning.
After being defeated by the opponent, Su Ling remained calm and got into position to prepare for the opponent's second serve.
Wen Xi was disdainful in his heart. He patted the ball, threw it upwards, leaped forward, and hit the racket hard.
"Bang--"
Su Ling managed to catch the ball, but the impact was so great that the ball slipped out of his hands and fell to the ground.
"Oh my!" Yu Qiang exclaimed.
Qiao Zhengwen opened his mouth wide in disbelief.
"Awesome!" Shen Wei cheered.
Su Dan saw Su Ling picking up the racket on the ground, revealing a look of mirth. He finally met a strong enemy, and was defeated, right? Let's see how he can be arrogant in the future? Haha——
Wen Xi apologized sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I just used too much force."
Su Ling shook his sore wrist and smiled: "You have good skills."
Wen Xi said: "I started playing when I was little, and I've been playing for more than ten years."
Play?
Su Ling raised the brim of his hat and said, "You had a great time."
Scoring by serving, deliberately creating pressure, trying to break down the opponent's psychological defenses, the means are used quite skillfully!
The third serve came faster and more powerful than the first and second. Wen Xi was feeling very proud and was waiting for Su Ling to be defeated.
He served the ball very skillfully, and the ball hit the ground just past the left sideline. If Su Ling wanted to catch the ball, he had to move at least five or six meters in one second. However, the reaction and movement speed of an average person could never keep up with the speed at which the ball landed. Unless he had the ability to teleport, there was no way he could catch his third ball!
Wen Xi smiled grimly, ready to see Su Ling make a fool of himself, but suddenly, his eyes widened.
At some point, Su Ling appeared near the left boundary line. When the ball landed on the ground, he caught it easily and hit it back. Wen Xi was so surprised that he was stunned for a moment. The ball made a "bang", brushed his left foot, landed on the ground and bounced out.
"Beep—Su Ling scores!" Lin Zhou whistled.
Su Ling shouted: "I'm lucky. I was able to predict the outcome successfully."
Wen Xi frowned.
Predicted? Was it really predictive? Or was it just a blind cat catching a dead mouse? How could he guess that he would serve the ball to that position, then move there in advance, catch the ball, and then hit it back?
Su Ling swung the racket and bounced a few times. "As expected, you will lose your touch if you don't play for a long time. Now I finally get my feeling back."
Wen Xi's face sank, and Su Ling's words sounded particularly harsh to his ears.
The effect of creating pressure from serving was minimal, and the opponent didn't take him seriously at all!
Damn!
He gritted his teeth secretly.
He didn’t believe he could catch the fourth ball!
Su Ling bent down, and a murderous aura suddenly burst out from his usually gentle face. He rushed towards the opposite court with unstoppable force. Wen Xi felt this murderous aura at the moment of serving, and was startled. Something went wrong, and the ball hit the net -
Failed to serve!
"Ah, what a pity!" Su Ling said with a smile.
Wimsey clenched his racket tightly, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.
He actually made such a big mistake!
Su Dan, who was sitting lazily, suddenly sat up straight and said solemnly: "...Su Ling is serious."
Yu Qiang swallowed, looked at the calm Su Ling, then looked at Wen Xi who was in self-doubt, and was a little surprised.
"Will Wenxi lose?" he asked. That shouldn't happen! How could a junior runner-up lose to an amateur?
"If he continues to underestimate the enemy, he will lose miserably." Su Dan drank a sip of mineral water. Although he and Su Ling were not on the same side, he never dared to underestimate Su Ling.
Su Ling's motor nerves are the strongest among the younger generation in the Su family.
Don't be fooled by his good looks and delicate temperament. During karate sparring, none of his cousins were a match for him. After beating others down, he would cry and say his hands hurt. It was simply infuriating.
His appearance is very deceptive and he is good at pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. If you are not careful, you will fall into his trap.
As if to prove Su Dan's words, in the following tennis match, Su Ling's condition became stronger and stronger. He moved faster and faster, and his counterattacks became more and more powerful. He was able to predict successfully every time. Wen Xi was like a trapped beast, shrouded in his murderous aura, and made many mistakes.
At the end of the first game, Wen Xi was sweating and panting. Not only did he consume a lot of physical energy, but there was horror in his eyes.
Is this person a monster?
He actually suppressed this professional player in all aspects! !
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Well, let the slap in the face be even more severe!
PS: My knowledge of tennis comes from "The Prince of Tennis", haha, if there are any mistakes, please ignore them! ! ! ! Just have fun!