Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 130 The Future Is Yours!
Zhang Cheng still took off.

He was blown away by the powerful air waves from his Uncle Dong's racket.

But fortunately, there is smoke on the ground...

When Zhang Cheng came back, he saw a strange light in Uncle Dong's eyes.

Afterwards, only the corners of Uncle Dong's mouth rose slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Grandma, I finally got a point in your hand."

Uncle Dong's voice was full of complacency, and it was an unconcealable excitement.

"Ha ha."

Grandma curled her lips and sneered at the brazen appearance of the man opposite.

Taking advantage of his grandson's game to play?

Young people, don't talk about Wude...

Normally, when was she not blasted from the clay court to the snow?
How dare you speak such nonsense today?
"Uncle Dong is fine, I think you can have a [-]-[-] split with my grandma."

It was rare for Zhang Cheng to boast.

But unexpectedly, Uncle Dong's complexion changed drastically, and he waved his hand quickly.

"Young man, don't be joking, [-]-[-]? There is no [-]-[-] in this world, and my grandma and I are zero-ten! Grandma is the most powerful tennis player in the universe, and a legend in our country."

His grandma was also a little embarrassed by the rainbow fart, and hurriedly waved her hands and walked out of the court.

"You guys talk, grandma is back cooking."

"Farewell, grandma, today I'm treating guests to Dongdong, and I invite everyone to barbecue a litter of big white rabbits."

"No, how can I eat rabbits..."

Xiaodaimeng raised her head quickly and glared at Uncle Dong.

"But it's mine..."

Uncle Dong was interrupted by his grandma before he finished speaking: "Go to my house for dinner tonight, and the rabbit will be given to my granddaughter to play for two days."

Xiaodaimeng: "Thank you grandma."

Uncle Dong: "Thank you grandma, in fact, if I can, I can take the rabbit to eat with you every day..."

"roll."

"okay."

Uncle Dong turned his head with tears in his eyes. A litter of big white rabbits only got one dinner, and he didn't know whether it was a gain or a loss.

Grandma took grandpa and Xiaodaimeng back, but before grandpa left, he gave Raphael another touch, which instantly made him recover from his deafness.

National player - Zhang Xiaolong...

"That's amazing, young man. When you were your age, I was still picking up balls in the school's tennis club."

Uncle Dong looked at Zhang Cheng with a look of relief, and even wanted to reach out his big hand to touch Zhang Cheng's small head.

However, he was avoided by Zhang Cheng. He was not Raphael, so what if he got bald?

"Young man, are you in good physical condition, have we both had two hands?"

Uncle Dong was a little familiar, he patted his shoulders instead of his head, and was a little surprised by Zhang Cheng's physical fitness.

Zhang Cheng shook his head hastily, jokingly, his whole body is limp now, he can't even lift the racket, how about two hands?
You big-eyed Uncle Dong don't want to take revenge on me for what I suffered from my grandma, do you?
"Hahaha, just kidding, it's really beyond my expectation that your kid can hit such a ball, but it's not a good feeling right now."

"It's okay, just rest for the night."

"Okay, let's go to the side and talk."

Uncle Dong took Zhang Cheng to the stone bench in front of the thatched cottage and sat down.

On the contrary, Zhang Cheng saw the ball his Uncle Dong had just hit when he passed by the court.

It was also a big hole, his Uncle Dong's shot was no worse than his grandma's meteorite smash.

The two sat on the stone bench, and Raphael hurried over when he saw this.

"Young man, what's your name?"

Uncle Dong looks very talkative, and always has a bold smile on his face, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he doesn't have any intentions at first glance.

"Zhang Cheng, just call me Xiao Cheng."

Rafael on the side quickly said, "Raphael, just call me Xiaola."

"Foreigner? You can speak Chinese well."

"He is a native of China, and his ancestral home is Phoenix City."

"Oh, you're a mixed race, you don't look bad, so just give me a [-]-[-]!"

After Uncle Dong finished speaking, he laughed, leaving Zhang Cheng and Rafael to say hello.

"What's Uncle Dong's name?" Zhang Cheng asked directly with a gleam in his eyes.

"Hahaha."

Uncle Dong touched his hair, and then said boldly: "The name is not important, I am much older than you, just call me Uncle Dong, if it is not possible, just call me Dongdong like grandma."

Zhang Cheng shook his head hastily, and decided to call him Uncle Dong.

Uncle Dong probably hasn't chatted with anyone for a long time, so he pulled Zhang Cheng and the two of them to talk for a long time.

Why was he beaten into the snow every day by grandma, why grandma didn't give him a meal, why grandma brought a big ox to trouble him...

"What about grandpa?"

Zhang Cheng looked at Uncle Dong, who was pouring bitter water, and suddenly said something.

Immediately, Uncle Dong fell silent. After a long time, he said slowly, "Grandpa, grandpa is on the sidelines!"

Zhang Cheng: "..."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk so much, it's rare for grandma to treat me to a meal, and I don't know if she will kill the big yellow cow to entertain me?"

Uncle Dong rubbed his chin and swallowed.

The tendon meat covered in the big yellow ox looks very delicious at first glance.

Zhang Cheng on the side shook his head, this Uncle Dong should be thinking about farting.

His grandma always held up herding cows, and killed them?

You didn't get beaten to death by your grandma's tennis ball to say such nonsense.

"It should be almost there, and I don't know how grandma's craftsmanship is?"

Uncle Dong licked his lips and swallowed, his eyes full of yearning.

"My grandpa cooks at home..."

Zhang Cheng added a sentence aside.

As a result, the three became silent, then got up and walked towards the next door.

But as for the time for dinner, this Uncle Dong really got it right.

Xiaodaimeng played with the big white rabbit for a while, and then everyone sat down at the table.

A few people drank a little sauce-flavored technology, and then Uncle Dong raised his cup and looked at Zhang Cheng and Raphael with a smile.

"The future belongs to you!"

Zhang Cheng also smiled and said, "The present moment belongs to you."

Uncle Dong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head and drank the sauce-flavored technology.

Woo hoo, so cool...

After the dinner, Zhang Cheng specifically told Xiao Daimeng to draw the curtains and close the door when going to bed at night.

Then, the day passed.

……

Early the next morning, Zhang Cheng was woken up.

Walked out of the room, and then he saw Xiaodaimeng screaming:
"Wow, there are hooligans..."

Zhang Cheng looked up, just in time to see Uncle Dong, who was only wearing big pants, sitting cross-legged under his big baby.

Seeing Zhang Cheng, Uncle Dong greeted him: "Xiao Cheng, come here to practice, the plan for a day lies in the morning."

Then, a whistling sound passed by Zhang Cheng's ears. Zhang Cheng only saw his Uncle Dong's face change drastically, and then he picked up the wooden racket that was put aside and swung it out.

Bang bang.

Uncle Dong took five steps back, and the mustard tennis ball fell from the air.

"Dongdong, if you let me play a hooligan again, and dirty my granddaughter's eyes, I will smash your g2 with a racket."

"Forget, forget, just woke up, get used to it, go get dressed now."

In an instant, Uncle Dong hurried back and forth, and Zhang Cheng looked again. Uncle Dong had already put on serious clothes and was sitting cross-legged and closed his eyes to practice again.

Zhang Cheng: "This... is it cultivating immortals..."

"Leave him alone, pack up and go herd the cows with grandma."

Grandma came over from behind and patted Zhang Cheng on the shoulder casually.

Suddenly, there was a creaking sound...

Then grandpa also came over, after a set of kung fu was done, Zhang Cheng got better again.

"Okay, you go and herd the cows with your grandma, and I will handle the cart thing myself."

After speaking, grandpa went out first.

Zhang Cheng glanced at Raphael who was gloating beside him. Yesterday, he was so happy too, right?

A group of big yellow cattle were driven into the yard. As soon as they saw Uncle Dong, the group of big yellow cattle suddenly became imposing. In the eyes of the huge cattle, it seemed that they had the idea of ​​moving their hooves at Uncle Dong.

"Xiaocheng, are you ready? Come here quickly."

Grandma called from the yard, and Zhang Cheng looked at Raphael who was at the side and sent an invitation: "Together?"

"No." Raphael chose to refuse, and then said: "Grandpa and I are going to push the cart."

"Okay, I'll go first."

Zhang Cheng went to the yard, just in time to see his grandma lift Uncle Dong up from the ground.

"You're with us too."

Uncle Dong: "I want to practice here."

"Then you're out of food."

"Come on, come on, I like cattle herding the most. I was a cowherd boy when I was young..."

The three of them led ten big oxen to the single-plank bridge, and Zhang Cheng fell into deep thought.

However, before his mind turned around, his grandma had already taken the lead in the charge.

With one big yellow ox in each hand, grandma directly lifted up two big yellow oxen, walked over and put them down, and then looked at Zhang Cheng and Uncle Dong over there.

Zhang Cheng: "..."

This... grandson really can't do it!

On the other hand, Uncle Dong was already competing with the bulls, his hands exploded with infinite strength, he grabbed the tendons of the hind legs of the two bulls, lifted them up and walked towards the single-plank bridge.

But looking at his trembling face, Zhang Cheng knew that his Uncle Dong was not easy.

The three cows passed by, and the two people on the opposite side turned their attention to Zhang Cheng at this moment.

Zhang Cheng glanced at the big ox who was staring at him affectionately.

Isn't this embarrassing me, someone Zhang?

Of course, grandma didn't make things difficult for him, and lifted all the remaining seven cows over by herself, and the three of them caught up with the cattle herding road again.

"This is also practice..."

Uncle Dong whispered to Zhang Cheng: "I couldn't lift a big ox when I first came here, but after practicing, I can do it now."

As he spoke, Uncle Dong raised his arm and showed off his muscular biceps.

"Learn to deal with every kind of force. When you are carrying the big yellow cattle across the bridge, you also have to compete with them, otherwise they will not be carried by you obediently."

"But when I saw my grandma lifting the cows, the cows were very good!"

Uncle Dong fell into deep thought, and then said: "Not everyone is as strong as your grandma. You are still young, and the future belongs to you. You must learn to exercise from now on."

"Uncle Dong, what exactly do you want to say?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"Uh, I'll leave the cattle herding to you later."

"Is this also practice?"

"This is also practice..."

(End of this chapter)