The generation of beating miracles starts from joining Zhengbang

The college entrance examination wasn’t this tiring back then, but that was China’s college entrance examination!

The next day, when Su Bai stared at the two dark circles that appeared under his eyes, Kadota Kyohei was shocked.

"Were you a thief last night? Or are you just not used to your bed and couldn't sleep well?"

However, Su Bai has a fair and clean complexion, and at first glance he looks like a young master from a wealthy family.

It's understandable that he couldn't get used to sleeping on the hard bed in his house.

"How about we go buy a new mattress after school today?" asked Kyohei Kadota.

As long as Su Bai can join the tennis club, Kadota Kyohei will work for him like a slave.

Su Bai laughed and waved his hand, saying, "Brother, you are being too polite. You think too much. I just learned too much tennis knowledge last night and went to bed too late."

"Have you decided to play tennis?" Kyohei Kado asked excitedly.

Su Bai nodded, "I definitely have to play tennis."

If I don’t win the national competition, I probably won’t be able to leave this world.

Is the focus on the national competition for junior high school teams, or should the subsequent training for high school teams be included?

If this is the case, I will be unable to leave this world in two years.

When he arrived at school, Su Bai lay on the table and took a nap.

He had already learned these contents, so there was no need to learn them again.

However, there are a lot of bad boys in Fudomine, and people like him who don't listen in class account for more than half of the class.

Teachers usually don’t care.

Kyohei Kadota and Su Bai were in the same class. At noon, Su Bai was grabbed by him before he could even leave.

"Su Bai! I'll take you to see our tennis club!"

Chapter 148 Is this a good place to play tennis?

"Go buy me lunch!"

"What's that look in your eyes? Are you dissatisfied? Are you looking for a beating?"

"This is the tennis club, not a place for you to show off!" someone retorted.

"Of course we know this is the tennis club! Do you know what it means to respect your seniors, kid? You're only a first year."

"That's right, first-year kids are supposed to run errands and serve their seniors!"

"We're here to play tennis! Not to serve you!"

Once this was said, many people followed suit.

"Play tennis? Sure."

With a loud bang, the tennis basket next to him was kicked over by the other party.

Hundreds of tennis balls were scattered all over the tennis court, rolling around.

Fujiwara was eager to introduce Su Bai to others, especially the first-year students who wanted to play tennis with him and had their dreams.

But he forgot what the current environment of the Fudomine Tennis Club is like.

As soon as I arrived at the club's tennis court, I heard a heated argument.

Fujiwara looked angry and a little embarrassed. He wanted Su Bai to join the tennis club, but what the other party saw was this scene.

He clenched his fists and said angrily, "This bunch of rubbish! It's them who ruined the reputation of the tennis club, and as long as they're around, we first graders can't play tennis well at all¨‖!"

Su Bai picked up the tennis ball on the ground and threw it towards the senior who was sitting in the middle.

Su Bai can hit the target every time he shoots with one hand, so throwing a tennis ball shouldn't be a difficult task for him.

With a sound of breaking through the air, the tennis ball bypassed the fence of the tennis court and flew directly into the nose of the senior.

Because of the long distance, the impact force was particularly great. The person sitting on the chair fell off the chair and lay on the ground like a toad lying on its back.

“Fujiwara!”

"Fujiwara-senpai!"

Everyone panicked and rushed to help him. Fujiwara's nose was bleeding and his face was covered with blood.

"Senior, you have a nosebleed!"

The younger brother next to him quickly took out a towel to wipe the blood off Fujiwara.

"Should we go to the infirmary?"

Fujiwara wiped his hand with blood, his face suddenly darkened, and he cursed: "Damn it, who, who hit you!"

But he couldn't stop the bleeding from his nose, which looked very funny.

Many people were holding back laughter.

But due to Fujiwara's "majesty", he didn't dare to laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at!" Fujiwara was furious, his expression twisted, "Who did it? If you don't tell me, all of you will run around the playground a hundred times today!"

One hundred laps? Wouldn't that kill someone?

"' ‖ It's me."

Su Bai walked in carrying a tennis racket and replied nonchalantly.

But he was born with integrity and regular features. Even if he appeared to be nonchalant, he still looked quite dignified.

Instead, the senior in front of him looked like a hooligan.

"I'm sorry, senior. I was playing tennis. I'm just a beginner. I didn't control my strength well and accidentally hit you in the face."

Su Bai said sorry, but his tone sounded more like a provocation.

"Why are you playing tennis!" Su Bai cursed, "There's no one like you in the tennis club! I think you're targeting me on purpose!"

"You're overthinking this." Su Bai said sarcastically, "I don't even know you, so why would you target me? As for why there's no one like me in the tennis club..."

Su Bai looked around, his eyes sharper, his lips raised slightly, and he said sarcastically: "I don't think your Budongfeng Tennis Club is a place where you can play tennis!"

Chapter 149 Let’s not play tennis

After these words were spoken, not to mention those arrogant seniors, even Kadota Kyohei felt a blockage in his heart.

But more of it is shame.

A good tennis club has turned out to be more like a base for bad boys. Isn't it embarrassing to tell others about it?

Fujiwara's face turned pale and he snatched the tennis racket from Kamio Akira next to him, "I think you little brat needs a lesson!"

Kamio Akira didn't even have time to react. He just watched his racket fly out and yelled, "That's my racket."

The sound broke.

Su Bai's eyebrows moved slightly, and he slightly turned sideways, but he did not let the racket fall to the ground. Instead, he reached out and grabbed it, thus saving Kamio Akira's racket from damage.

"If it's not yours, don't destroy it. If you want to 280 smash things, why don't you use your own, senior?"

He walked up to Kamio Akira and handed him the racket, "Here you go."

Kamio Akira quickly bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, thank you, thank you very much."

"You bastard!" Fujiwara clenched his fist and swung at him.

Su Bai showed disgust on his face and took a few steps back. In the eyes of everyone, he seemed to have slid past at a very fast speed.

So much so that Fujiwara stumbled and fell to the ground.

In fact, when Su Bai dodged, he raised his hand to control the wind, slightly changing the movement of the airflow. In addition, Fujiwara's rush had no foothold, so he naturally fell.

Now he fell face first onto the ground, and his nose bleed, which had already begun to flow faster.

Su Bai didn't give him face and mocked him directly, "Senior, with your body balance ability, I suggest you don't play tennis."

Then he added: "Oh, by the way, senior, you should go to the infirmary or hospital. If the nose bleeds too much, it may be fatal."

"And check if the bridge of your nose is broken."

Seeing this, the other seniors scolded, “You beat up a senior in public! You you you! Just wait! We will report you to the school and expel you!”

"Yes! If you offend us, there will be no good end!"

"You guys are going too far!" Kamio Akira said, his voice a little out of tune with anger, "This classmate didn't do anything! It was you who started it first!" (ajcj)

Kadota Kyohei also said: "Right! It was you who wanted to hit someone, and you didn't stand firmly, so it became like this!"

"Seniors like these who are unreasonable only bully others by taking advantage of their power. How can they be reasonable? How can such rubbish exist in this world? And there are so many of them in Japan. It turns out that Japan is doomed."

All I could hear was a boy with dark blue shoulder-length hair muttering behind Kamio Akira.

His tone was dark and his face was gloomy.

This should be the dark and handsome guy from Fudomine, Ibu Shinji, who turns into a complaining character when he gets angry.

But now we are all in the first grade, we haven’t grown up yet, and we all look like children.

No wonder he was bullied so badly.

Su Bai sneered, spread his hands, and said, "There are so many people watching here, senior, I didn't do anything at all."

Kadota Kyohei said: "Yes! I can prove it!"

The other first years shouted indignantly, "That's right! We can prove it!"

Fujiwara got up from the ground, pointed at him and cursed: "Who cares if you did it or not? If I say you did it, then you did it!"

"Just wait for me! I will make sure you can't survive in Fudo Peak!"

After saying these harsh words, he was helped out of the infirmary by others.

As soon as those bullying seniors left, the tennis court erupted in laughter.

Chapter 150 Don't Worry About Me

"It's so satisfying!" Kamio Akira said, "These bastards should be taught a lesson."

Uchimura Kyosuke said: "That's right!"

For a moment, the frustration and anger that had been suppressed in everyone's hearts for a long time were finally released.

"But if you offend Fujiwara, I'm afraid you won't have a good life from now on." Ibu Shinji said worriedly.

But Ibu Shinji has a dull expression, and whenever he says something caring, his face is expressionless.

He added: "Fujiwara is very vindictive, and the school is full of his cliques. He will definitely join forces with others to take revenge on you. Why is there so many scum in Japan?"

Hearing this, the expressions on the others' faces also turned into worry.

Su Bai waved his hand and said indifferently: "You don't have to worry about me."

The reason why Fudomine has become a hotbed for bad boys is not only because of the lack of school management.

Also, because the school is a private school for the common people, most of the students are children from families without power or influence, or even from gamblers and thugs.

Eventually, a broken window effect was created, and good students and children from wealthy families had no chance of coming.

More and more bad boys and hooligans were recruited, and the remaining ones were mostly poor children who could not afford to go to school but wanted to study.

So all Fujiwara could do to Su Bai was to find a group of people to block him in an alley.

Su Bai curled his lips, showing confidence and a little arrogance, "At most he can find someone to beat me up, I'm afraid he won't come."

"As long as he gets involved in a serious incident of fighting, the school will withdraw his activities in the tennis club even if it doesn't expel him."

"But you..." Kamio Akira looked at Su Bai with worry.

As soon as Su Bai saw the other person's eyes, he knew what he was thinking. He had seen it a lot.

Su Bai is a typical Asian with a low body fat percentage, so it is not easy for him to grow big and strong muscles.

This is what is commonly known as looking thin when dressed and showing off muscles when undressed.

Even when he was in the black and blue world, many people thought he was just a little chicken.

There are so many big and stupid guys on the basketball court, and his height of 1.8 meters is nothing.

Now he is twelve years old and is as tall as a little loli.

She is so white that she reflects light when the sun shines on her.