Folk customs begin with Wu Caishen

Chapter 84 Tennis League
There was no doubt that something was going on.

The Medicine King Bodhisattva Sect is about to make a big move.

The opponent is a real Yin God from the wasteland, and his strength is unknown. If the plan is only for the tennis league for so long, what do they want to gain through this action?

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

There was thunder outside the window, the wind was howling, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and it was raining heavily at the right moment.

Listening to the sound of rain, Shi Xin felt a tightness in her chest. She had the urge to run out and face the wind from all directions. She stood in the open space and was soaked in the rain. The remaining reason nailed her to the bed. The suppressed emotions were accumulating. She thought of Liu Qianqian, her heart was as violent as the rain, and she couldn't get what she wanted.

Starting from this belated summer rain, the college tennis league, which has been preparing for more than a month, finally kicked off.

"On the surface, this league is limited to friendly matches between Los Angeles University and the Los Angeles Academy of Sciences. In fact, there are many well-known domestic tennis players. We understand that most of these players are female tennis players from the national team. For those who are not For Los Angeles, a major sports city, this can be regarded as a 'sports carnival'. From the perspective of promoting the economy, the success of this time will also mean whether Los Angeles will organize more sports competitions in the future. possible…"

The Los Angeles Stadium is located in the center of Los Angeles City. The game is scheduled to start at one o'clock in the afternoon. Reporters from various satellite TV stations will report on the game from eight o'clock in the morning. After twelve o'clock, there will be a special session of Central Sports.

There are many field reporters from Central Sports, and this time the most famous female reporter is Feng Jiaojiao. She has a dignified appearance and the same upbringing as her name. She has been one of the best among her peers since she was a child.

Staff members were setting up cameras at the venue one after another in preparation for live broadcast online.

"Then let's randomly ask the friends present about their mood."

"This classmate, are you a player?"

A beautiful girl with a bun appeared in front of the camera. She was wearing a white tennis uniform with the words Los Angeles University printed on the back. When she saw the microphone being handed over, her first reaction was to frown, and then she looked around. There was nothing on her face. Expressive waving hands.

"No, I'm here to get people's rackets."

Seeing her walking quickly, Feng Jiaojiao was obviously stunned. She quickly changed the subject and stopped the next person.

"What about this classmate? Are you here specially to watch the game?"

The cameraman moved the lens, and a tall, handsome young man appeared in front of the screen.

The handsome boy thought for a moment with his clear eyes and said, "No, I'm here to borrow the toilet."

"Ah this..."

Feng Jiaojiao has indeed seen big events, and she quickly smoothed things over with an awkward but polite smile: "It seems that the Los Angeles Stadium is not just today, but it is always overcrowded even when there are no games. Judging from the reaction of ordinary people towards me, It can be seen that everyone has become accustomed to it.”

She continued to pass the microphone to the next person: "Are you here to watch the game too?"

The man jumped up immediately: "Fuck! Yang Ti Feng Jiaojiao!"

"..."

Can you still have a pleasant interview?
Zhang Su took two steps to catch up with Shi Xin: "Sister Shi, there was such a big battle today. It wasn't like this in last year's friendly match, right?"

It is inappropriate to call it a friendly match of a university. Which university can invite so many national athletes to a friendly match?

"I don't know." Shi Xin glanced at him, "Why are you lowering your head? Have you forgotten to pay attention to your image again?"

Zhang Su quickly regained his composure and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't forget! I'm not Sister Shi, you're a little short..."

"What did you say?"

"I said thank you, Sister Shi, for reminding me! Otherwise I would have suffered from cervical spondylosis!"

The two were chatting when they met Huang Lin.

"Sister Xin." He greeted Shi Xin, and then looked at Zhang Su, who was a head taller than him. For some reason, he felt a little depressed, mixed with a little jealousy. Despite this, he still called people honestly, "Zhang, Brother Zhang." Zhang Su didn't respond and just pretended that he didn't exist.

Huang Lin's heart became even more unbalanced.

Shi Xin smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, you just have this temper, don't take it to heart."

She changed the subject: "A few days ago, I asked you to submit a list to the competition team. Have Zhang Ningzhi and Liu Qianqian submitted their names?"

"Uh, no." Huang Lin looked away unnaturally, "After finding out what happened to Zhou Binghai's death, all the starters in our department wanted to join him, and there were even enough people to seize the substitute position, so the two of them If you didn’t take the initiative to mention it, I didn’t report it.”

Shi Xin looked at him with complicated eyes.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"That's right, Sister Xin."

Following Huang Lin's walking back, the entrance to the venue suddenly became bustling. Looking carefully, it turned out that Tang Lian was bringing the contestants from the Luoke Academy.

Feng Jiaojiao finally waited for the key person on the field trip and found the right opportunity to naturally bring the topic to her.

"The most popular candidates to compete for the tennis league championship this time, apart from Hu Ran, the triple champion of the National Women's Tennis Championships, and Dong Qiang, the four-time champion of the men's tennis competition, Tang Lian from the Luoke Academy has the most reputation. Although she has not received any Professional training, but just by being a novice, he was able to get a relatively high spot in the league last year, and he must be even stronger this year."

The microphone was handed to Tang Lian, and the camera followed.

In the picture, a face that is colder than Shi Xin appears, exuding an arrogance that cannot be ignored. Looking at the Wuyangyang group behind her followed by a group of people headed by her, there is an inexplicable feeling of "hot-blooded high school" in the picture. It means ruining the place.

The viewers who flocked to the live broadcast room also commented in a respectful manner.

"The smell is so good."

"Is this a rich lady?"

"It doesn't feel like I'm here to play tennis, it feels like I'm here to fight."

Feng Jiaojiao smiled during the interview: "Are Tang Lian confident about winning the championship? Who do you think is the biggest challenge to you?"

Tang Lian squeezed the racket in her hand.

In fact, she was very dissatisfied with the reporter's boast about her just now, saying that she had "not received professional training" and "won a relatively high position." '

It's not like she can't afford to lose, so why bother using this to cover up?

So he said: "You seem to have remembered wrongly. Last year I didn't even make it to the quarterfinals, and I was even blocked."

? ?
At this moment, Feng Jiaojiao really suspected that the person who used power to suppress the upper-level leaders, and the leaders gave her instructions to 'praise Tang Lian', had nothing to do with Tang Lian.

Do you really think she didn't do her homework in advance?
Even so, why would the favorites be given a spot to private players when the national team is participating?

It was obvious that he was opening the back door, yet he acted like it had nothing to do with him.

What are you pretending to be?

Feng Jiaojiao smiled awkwardly but politely: "Then I must have remembered it wrong."

Tang Lian keenly caught the other person's flash of contempt, even though it was only for a moment.

She didn't care at all. She squeezed the racket tighter and spoke to the camera, as if she was saying to herself: "I have no confidence, but I will win."

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