Chapter 220: Nami takes care of the younger generation
Compared to Heath's nervousness, Nami was much calmer. She looked at Heath's serving action, which was full of amateurism. This made Nami sigh in her heart. It seemed that she could just play casually in this game and there was nothing to look forward to.
It's obvious from his amateur level that he has never played tennis. I guess it won't be a problem if I just deal with him casually and make him lose not too badly. After all, face is something that is given to each other.
So where should I go with my bestie later? I heard that Quartz Mall has recently received a batch of new luxury bags. Should I buy one to keep at home? Although it is a bit expensive, compared with the high salary offered by Siluf, it doesn't seem to be a big deal...
Just as Nami was daydreaming, she suddenly felt something flash in the corner of her eye, and the next second a loud noise came from behind her. Nami's pupils shrank instantly, and then she subconsciously looked back, and a gap appeared in the wire mesh behind her.
"That... fifteen to zero!" The stadium staff who served as the referee looked at the scene in a daze. It took him a long time to react what had just happened. He swallowed in horror, and then carefully raised the flag.
"Eh hey hey?" Nami was even more surprised. Could that be a tennis ball? That thing was a tennis ball?
Nami's only impression of the thing just now was that 'some white mouse ran over' , but she didn't expect that this thing was actually a tennis ball? Or was this thing actually a tennis ball? Was this a tennis ball sent by Heath?
Heath looked at the opposite side calmly. He had used 80% of his strength in the swing just now, but it seemed that the effect was too exaggerated. The tennis ball actually became a disposable consumable. If it weren't for the cement blocking it, it might really be a disposable consumable. And Miss Nami must have been in a trance just now, right?
Sure enough, is this the world of the strong? They are so humble to a newcomer like me.
"Ms. Nami, I will study hard!" Heath said seriously. He still wanted to win this battle, and he didn't intend to miss the reward of the golden finger.
"Hey... then... I'll try my best..." Nami, who had just watched the replay, swallowed her saliva. A physics formula suddenly popped up in her mind. The bearing capacity of the iron net and the mass of the tennis ball itself, with the terrifying speed just now, in order to make the tennis ball smash through the iron net, this force is...
Nami gasped. Her excellent brain allowed her to instantly realize how much force Heath had just exerted on the tennis ball. Being hit by a tennis ball at this speed would be similar to being hit by a car, right?
Nami is an excellent researcher, and she would not make a mistake in calculating this basic physics formula. Even after playing tennis so many times on this tennis court, Nami is still confident about how much force this barbed wire can withstand. It is for this reason that Nami's expression changed when she looked at Heath.
This isn't a human. Nami felt like she was playing tennis with a monster. Playing tennis with others could be described as communication, but with Heath...
Nami swallowed, she felt as if she saw a humanoid monster standing in front of her, then it smiled sinisterly and said something like 'If you want to play tennis with me, be prepared to die.'
Nami's legs were shaking a little.
Heath took a new tennis ball from the staff. The previous tennis ball had been checked by the staff and was no longer usable.
Heath narrowed his eyes. It seemed that 80% of his strength just now was not enough. He really had to give it his all to make Miss Nami take him seriously.
"This is my full strength." This time, Heath gathered his greatest strength and swung the tennis racket violently. Nami closed her eyes in horror. She didn't dare to look at the scary tennis ball. She even took the initiative to stand the racket upright, trying to protect her vital parts in this way.
"Hmm..." The referee looked at the tennis ball that fell to the ground. The tennis ball broke into countless pieces in front of his eyes, and the tennis racket in Heath's hand was also damaged. This made the referee look at Heath. Did this guy just dismember the tennis ball by swinging the racket?
However, the serve was not delivered and fell to the ground. No matter how you looked at it, Heath lost the game.
"Because of the serve...error, the serve is changed." The referee gave the summary, and Nami also saw the tennis ball that failed to be served.
"I give up!" Nami raised her hands decisively. The victory or defeat in tennis was not worth mentioning at all. Nami now just wanted to drag her best friend to go shopping to calm her uneasy heart.
Eh? Heath looked at Nami who had admitted defeat blankly, then looked at the perverted referee, scratched his head, it seemed that he was not proficient in tennis. Nami actually admitted defeat on purpose to save her face.
Heath sighed and hoped that the next time he saw Nami, he would be able to repay this good man. After all, those who could help Heath complete the task as soon as possible were all good people.
[You have completed the task of chefs also need moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor development, and you have received a bottle of hair growth agent]
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Heath's mouth twitched. He touched his hair. His hairline was very healthy, without any sign of baldness. Heath was the kind of person who was not prone to hair loss, but he did not expect that he would be given a bottle of hair growth agent. This made Heath sigh. Forget it, something is better than nothing.
"Ms. Nami..." Heath thought of the senior who cared for the younger generation standing opposite him, and was about to thank her. However, when he looked up, he found that Miss Nami had left at some point, and the referee had also slipped away at some point.
Heath scratched his head in confusion. Forget it. Next time I see Miss Nami, I will make her a delicious meal. I think this will be enough to express my gratitude to Miss Nami. However, the price...
Just give a 10% discount. After all, you still have to make money. Heath doesn’t even have his own house now. Heath feels that he has a long way to go in the future .
"Then let's go back. It's time to prepare dinner for Junsha and the others..."
