King of Nets

Different from the conservative school uniforms of Huaxia, Japanese school uniforms are more open, especially for girls, all wearing miniskirts can be regarded as a beautiful scenery.

Glancing at these beautiful girls, King Lin no longer pays attention to them, and the top priority is to complete the admission procedures first.

The admission procedure is not difficult, just fill in some forms. As for the identity of King Lin, the system has already arranged it.

After completing the admission procedures, Lin Wang began to inquire about the location of the tennis club of Yamabuki Middle School. After all, he had just arrived and was not very familiar with Yamabuki Middle School.

As for the location of the tennis club, Lin Wang naturally did not know.

"Hello, may I ask, how is the tennis club going?"

Pulling a girl at random on the side of the road, Lin Feng asked.

"Net... Tennis club?"

The girl seemed to be a little nervous, and she couldn't even speak for a while.

However, she saw that King Lin didn't seem like a bad person. She pointed in one direction and said, "Turn right ahead and walk another fifty meters."

"Thanks."

Smiling slightly at the girl, Lin Wang turned and walked towards the tennis club.

Looking at King Lin's back, the girl couldn't help but have the spring-like smile of King Lin just now appeared in her mind.

That guy just now... so handsome.

Text Chapter [-] Rackets are not for hurting people

Following the direction pointed by the previous girl, Lin Wang soon came to the tennis club.

Standing on the edge of the court, Lin Wang glanced at the court below and nodded in satisfaction.

The tennis club of Yamabuki Middle School is quite well equipped, and all the facilities are basically up to the top standard, no worse than some foreign tennis facilities.

"It seems that the old lady has spent a lot of time in the tennis club of Yamabuki Middle School over the years."

The old companion in Wang Lin's mouth is the coach of Yamabuki Middle School, his full name is Kanya Bantian. Yamabuki Middle School has such an appearance, presumably because of his meticulous efforts.

"Let's go through the entry procedures first."

Looking away from the court below, Lin Wang walked directly towards the registration office.

……

At the entrance of Yamabuki Stadium, a teenager sat at a wooden table, in charge of the club enrollment of the tennis club.

At this time, Nakamura walked to the registration office and punched the registration table.

"Damn, it's really bad today."

The young man in charge of recruiting was Futian. Seeing Nakamura's angry expression, he couldn't help but tease: "What? Was he taught a lesson by Qianshi again?"

"Didn't I just teach the freshmen a lesson? Is it necessary for this fellow Qianshi to trouble me all the time?"

Nakamura complained.

"Who made him a regular team member? Just bear with it. Besides, there are rules in the club not to bully new students. If you hadn't touched the bottom line of the club, Qianshi wouldn't have troubled you." Fukuda said.

"Even so, I'm still very upset."

Looking at Nakamura's angry look, Fukuda couldn't help shaking his head. Just as he was about to say something, a young voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"Excuse me, is this the registration office for the tennis club?"

The young man is King Lin.

Futian nodded towards King Lin and said, "Yes, this is the registration office for the tennis club. Do you want to join the tennis club?"

"Ah."

Lin Wang nodded.

"Then fill out this application form for admission."

Fukuda said, and then pulled out an application form from the table.

Nakamura, who was on the side, looked at King Lin, and then thought of the incident that he had just been taught by Qianshi for teaching the freshman. He couldn't help but get angry, and directly grabbed the application form in Futian's hand.

"Today's registration time has passed, come back tomorrow."

"Ok?"

The other party's behavior made Lin Wang frown, and then said with great interest.

"It's only three o'clock in the afternoon. As far as I know, the registration deadline for the tennis club should be five o'clock in the afternoon, right?"

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"It's only three o'clock in the afternoon. As far as I know, the registration deadline for the tennis club should be five o'clock in the afternoon, right?"

Lin Wang could see that the other party seemed to be targeting him, no, to be precise, it was targeting the freshman.

"I said the registration time is over, what's up? Do you have an opinion?"

Nakamura looked at King Lin coldly, and King Lin's attitude made him very unhappy.

"Ah……."