I am not the black moonlight of the paranoid boss

Chapter 215 It seems that the name has already been found
But they waited and waited, not knowing what the two of them said, and finally saw Ye Ziqing go to the auditorium.

Before leaving, he glanced at them with a smile.

That look made the hearts of both of them thump, and an ominous premonition filled their hearts.

And Yi Chen turned around and picked up the racket, holding the ball that hit Ye Ziqing just now in his hand, staring at them with a cold face.

The already gloomy face became even more ruthless at this moment.

It seems that what is in the hand is not a racket, but a sharp knife that is about to be unsheathed.

murderous look.

emanating from the boy.

Under his icy gaze, it was as if it had turned into substance, making it hard to breathe.

Liu Hanwen subconsciously took two steps back.

Sensing the timidity in his heart, Zhong Ming endured the chill in his heart, and sneered coldly: "I'm really hopeless!"

Liu Hanwen swallowed, glanced at him, and did not refute.

In the auditorium, Ye Ziqing observed silently.

The ball was thrown out of his hand by Yi Chen and thrown into the air. Yi Chen jumped up, leaping half a meter high, with his long arms stretched and swinging the racket, the hem of his clothes was driven upwards, revealing a piece of skin on the young man's fair and thin waist.

"Wow ah ah-"

In the auditorium, many girls covered their mouths and exclaimed.

Those who didn't know Yi Chen excitedly shook the hands of the people around him, asking: "Who is he?! I want all the information about this brother within 1 minute!"

People who knew him smiled and said, "Are you ignorant? You don't even know about him? He is Yi Chen in the first year of high school, the one who came in with the first grade in the high school entrance examination in F city!"

"Ah, I'm dead, I'm handsome, I have good grades, I play tennis and I'm so strong and so handsome!!!"

The senior who was sitting in front of Ye Ziqing said to the people around her, "Go and ask him later if he is interested in joining our tennis club."

Hearing this, the girl cautiously stretched out her hand and touched the wound on her forehead.

hiss.

it hurts.

She frowned unhappily, but found that frowning would also pull the wound, making it more painful.

Ye Ziqing pursed her mouth unhappily, hearing the people in the front row still discussing enthusiastically——

"He plays tennis so well. He must practice often. It seems that he likes tennis very much. He will never reject us."

"That's right, our tennis club is so strong, why don't we look at how many awards we have won? No matter how many people want to get in, they can't get in."

"Are you sure they didn't want to come in to see our beautiful deputy minister?"

"Hey, Yi Chen likes tennis, and then the senior sister will have a common topic with him..."

Ye Ziqing snorted softly.

No, Yi Chen didn't practice tennis often.

Obviously it was a few days of impromptu learning before the game and then got started.

She still gave the racket.

Is the tennis department great?

Yi Chen devoted himself to studying, so he would not join such a boring organization.
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The people in the auditorium chatted enthusiastically, completely unaware of the dark tide on the field.

Yi Chen seemed to be a different person, each ball was harder than the last, and the balls were aimed at their eyes, mouths and noses, breaking through the wind, the intensity of which was frightening.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when the ball passed through Yi Chen's hand, the air flow in the air was driven to rotate, and they seemed to hear the sound of the wind.

Both Liu Hanwen and Zhong Ming became more and more frightened as they fought.

After playing for nearly an hour, Yi Chen was like a robot that would not get tired at all. The speed did not slow down, but there was a faint tendency to fight more and more courageously.

Murderous.

Yi Chen is one against two, and the score has already drawn them by a large margin.

On the other hand, Liu Hanwen and Zhong Mingjun had a lot of color on their bodies, their faces were covered with sweat, and they looked very embarrassed.

Once, the ball almost hit Zhong Mingjun's glasses.

At that time, he was terrified, but his partner hid far away.

The ball came head-on, like a broken bamboo.

Zhong Mingjun retreated in a hurry, tripped on the flat ground, and fell down heavily.

The ball dodged and lost all face.
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The game ended with the expected results.

Yi Chen won by a large margin.

He looked coldly at the two tired lying on the ground, and walked out of the arena without looking back.

The clothes on his body were already so wet that he couldn't get any more wet, and his whole body was sticky and very uncomfortable.

He closed his eyes, trying to calm down his heartbeat which was difficult to calm down due to the intense and prolonged exercise.

Yi Chen walked towards Ye Ziqing.

The road ahead was blocked by several strangers walking towards him.

With a friendly smile on her lips, the leading girl stretched out her right hand reservedly, "Yi Chen, hello, I am the deputy head of the tennis department, your performance just now..."

Yi Chen's thick eyebrows were furrowed, and a look of impatience flashed in his pitch-black pupils. He glanced at them lightly, and took a few steps to the side, intending to bypass them and leave.

He just wants to take Ye Ziqing to the hospital for examination.

A boy stood in front of him again, looked at him with displeasure, and said: "Student, senior sister talks to you, but you don't even say hello, and you leave without even listening to the conversation. That's too rude." ?”

The long-term water loss was not replenished in time, which made Yi Chen's throat dry and sore, making him unable to speak.

He kept a cold face and said nothing.

Behind them, a soft voice suddenly appeared.

"Please step aside, senior."

Yi Chen's expression was shocked.

The senior who was blocking Yi Chen's speech was also taken aback for a moment, and turned around.

He saw a petite girl standing behind him, holding a clean towel and holding a pink thermos, looking at them with a smile.

Seeing him make way, Ye Ziqing walked up to Yi Chen with the things.

She opened the thermos, poured warm water into a small cup, and handed it to him.

Yi Chen took it in silence, and first glanced around her forehead, seeing that the scarring redness from just now seemed to have subsided a bit, then raised his head, and drank the water in the glass in one gulp.

Ye Ziqing put the towel on him, took the empty glass in his hand, and continued to pour water for him.

Yi Chen wiped the sweat off his head with a towel, and stared at the little girl in front of him with his black eyes.

Several people in the tennis department looked at each other and looked at their deputy head in unison.

... It seems that the target that the deputy minister has finally set his sights on seems to have already found an owner.

The leading girl's face was not very good-looking, and she winked at the boy who spoke just now.

The boy looked at Ye Ziqing, and said with some embarrassment: "Um... Junior Yi Chen, do you really not consider joining our tennis club? Our tennis..."

Without looking back, Yi Chen coldly refused: "I don't think about it."

The deputy minister's face instantly sank.

Ye Ziqing raised her face, blinked her eyes innocently, and said with a smile: "Senior senior sister, Yi Chen has just started learning tennis, he is just a novice, and he has no interest in tennis, he only learned it to compete with me , so thank you for your kindness."

No matter how slow the boy who spoke, he could hear the meaning behind the words.

He nodded understandingly, "Is that so?" After thinking for a moment, he looked at Yi Chen and said affirmatively, "Then you are very talented."

(End of this chapter)