However, I was not so worried. Instead, I complained about why my height was so different from Mu Lin, and it was obviously the same age.

However, from the outside, it does seem that it is about half a head shorter than Ming than Mulin, which is indeed a very conspicuous gap.

Makulin and Arai stood on the tennis court respectively. There were many Japanese cherry blossom trees planted on the campus. This was the time when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. When the wind blew the cherry blossoms flying around, this beautiful scene even diluted the slightly solemn atmosphere on the court.

Arai proposed that two people score independently, which means that the referee does not need to be required. The two people in the game judge the score themselves. This method naturally has many disadvantages. If the person on one side of the court deliberately, he can use a trick, such as making the ball played on the court a goal outside the boundary.

But Mu Lin didn't mind this trick, so he let him go.

In fact, what Mu Lin said before that he can’t play tennis and has never learned to play tennis. It is indeed true. His skill level of playing tennis is only to be sent out and then he can catch it when others hit it. However, his skills are not strong now, but even if he is in the tennis world in the future, he may not even be considered a miscellaneous fish. It is even more useless to talk about Arai, who is now in the first grade. So no one bullies anyone so much.

Holding the racket, Mu Lin walked to the field, looked at Arai opposite, and took out a tennis ball from his pocket. Arai was very arrogant just now and said that he would win the game even if he gave up the serve.

So Mu Lin is serving now.

Mu Lin slapped the ball in his hand, then threw it into the air, slapped it out. He lowered his head and smiled, it was very simple, right?

With Mu Lin's agility, speed, strength and control, even if he comes into contact with the first time, he doesn't have to worry about losing. What's more, he practiced tennis for a while a few days ago and had to read a lot of books about tennis. Although it's just a paper talk, it can also serve as a guiding role.

However, it was actually the first time I was fighting with others, so Mu Lin had no idea after the first ball was sent out. Sure enough, he missed the first ball. Because of the power and the angle was incorrect, he directly hit the outside world.

"A rookie is a rookie, and you can't even play basketball," Arai said with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Ah! Brother, is there really no problem?" He Ming looked worried on the sidelines.

"Don't worry, the show has just begun." Mu Lin himself did not have any feeling of annoyance, and he still had the leisure to comfort and brightness with a smile.

With this ball, he can roughly calculate how much force he uses, what angle he can play, and these data. After all, he has to get used to the feeling of standing on the court.

Mu Lin’s personality is not fierce enough, which does not mean that he is not competitive. I am afraid that no one who has become his opponent dares to think that he is not competitive. In fact, the reason why he is not competitive enough in the external statement may be just because the reasons are not sufficient.

Mu Lin picked up the ball again, threw it up, and then waved the slap. This time he did not go out of bounds, but he was easily beaten back by Huang Xing.

After feeling that he could control the ball through repeated counterattacks, Arai's ball became heavier and faster when it was received.

"Huh, how could this happen? How did you do it?" Arai was so tired that he gasped, "A rookie, a rookie with no skills." Looking at Arai's appearance, he felt a little bit gritting his teeth.

"Huh, so nervous!"

Seeing Mu Lin so powerful, he obviously didn't expect that on the sidelines, so when the two of them were fighting back against each other, He Ming was watching with his breath. He didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief until the two stopped between them.

"Continue! Let me see who is more qualified to teach people a lesson."

After two rounds, Arai lost even the strength to get the racket and fell to the ground with a look of dismay.

"Can you still stand up? If you can't stand up, even if I win this game, I'd better give you your previous words, novices."

In fact, Mu Linyuan is not so aggressive in normal times, but it may be because this game of tennis, which is slightly warm-up, a little aroused his competitive spirit.

"Heming, let's go! Today I have to go to the classroom and submit an application for the Tennis Department to join the Tennis Department. I'm very busy, don't you hurry?" Mu Lin said while walking forward. Heming was stunned for a moment, then quickly chased after him.

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Class 7 classrooms in one year

There was chaos in the corner of the classroom. Mu Lin knew about it after submitting the application for admission to the department a few days ago. There were two students in the class who were also very good at tennis this semester, but they seemed to be born with something wrong and would be able to quarrel every time they met.

"Wow, they're arguing again." Many classmates were joining in the fun, but they didn't dare to get too close.

Although they were students from the same class and were all in the tennis club, Mu Lin obviously had no communication with the other two classmates. It was not a special treatment. In fact, Mu Lin was not very familiar with the rest of the people in this class, except for He Ming and there were a few girls who often swayed in front of her.

Mu Lin looks gentle and polite on the surface, but in fact he is really taciturn. If no one takes the initiative to communicate with him, he may be able to sit there and enjoy his personal world all the time.

However, he didn't expect that the child who had been following his butt would become the class monitor of his class. It was really unexpected. However, in thinking about it, in addition to being more fanatical in tennis, he was very calm in other aspects, which is understandable.

"Stop it quickly! The teacher is here, class is coming." A classmate in front of the door looked outside and shouted into the classroom.

The classmates in the room were in chaos. Then everyone sat obediently in their seats before the teacher came in.

"What is this class?" Mu Lin turned his head and asked Taocheng on his right.

"It seems to be an English class! It's so distressing! My English is not very good."
Chapter completed!