Chapter 9

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"Butterfly shot." she quipped with a sly smile.

Of course, she knew that Ji Jingwu was interested. He hadn't seen her play tennis before. If anything, he thought she was only beginning, but boy was he wrong.

Weichi was growing each day, finding time to become stronger or just to practice her shots in silence, minus the whacking of her racquet and the sounds of a ball machine shooting a tennis ball at her in a timely pace. On occasions, she would have one of the non-regulars from the tennis team join her to help her with simpler shots.

Most of the crowd had gone silent in surprise. A girl like Weichi was able to hit something of similar or higher power than that of someone from Xing Yao. Finding the silence a bit uncomfortable, Weichi turned back to Ji Jingwu with a simple smile.

"You underestimate me Jingwu~ah. Now, I believe that was a point sir," Weichi said with a small smirk.

Seemingly snapped out his daze, the umpire looked down at her and gave her a curt nod, "15-15." Getting back in position for a return, her body went loose and a smirk that could rival that of the cheshire cat was looming over her face.

'Game on Ji Jingwu.'

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