Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 171 When the lottery is in progress

The president of the Tennis Association Headquarters can do things.

Zhang Cheng felt endless hostility, and even the brother team Ewing in the front row stared at him with burning eyes.

"Okay, let me just say this. After all, you are the youngest boy I have ever seen, but you are the strongest. Zhang Cheng, you probably won't refuse the challenge, right?"

"Of course not." Zhang Cheng said seriously.

"Okay, that's good. Perform well in this national competition. In fact, I'm quite optimistic about you."

After Long Ao said this, he clapped his hands, and then, a small assistant brought over a big, airtight red box.

"Let's start drawing lots, I wish you good luck."

Long Ao gave way, and sat on a chair not far from the lottery box, just quietly looking at the big red box without saying a word.

The order of the draw is from front to back, and the first player to play is last year's defending champion Shangjing Middle School Ken Tanaka.

He took out a red glass ball from the big red box and put it aside.

So, the little assistant at the side hurriedly made records on the tablet in his hand, and at the same time, the first quota appeared on the big screen directly in front of Zhang Cheng and the others.

Shangjing Middle School.

There are a total of eight different colored glass balls in the box, corresponding to the opponents of the sixteen teams in the first round.

Shangjing Middle School has drawn a red glass ball, and the one who draws a red glass ball next will automatically form a team with him.

Afterwards, two representatives from Yanjing Middle School and Yujing Middle School also went up to draw lots, which were yellow and green respectively.

In other words, in the first round, the three giants in the capital did not meet each other.

Next came the thirteen teams from the four major provinces to draw lots. Zhang Cheng and the others were in the middle, and Zhang Cheng went up to draw the glass balls.

"black."

The black glass ball hadn't appeared yet, and Zhang Cheng looked at the teams that hadn't drawn lots yet with a smile on his face.

Immediately, those who did not play were all stressed.

For them, maybe Zhang Cheng and his Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School are the last thing they want to meet besides the three big capital teams.

On the big screen, the column for the opponent of Zhang Cheng's Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School was blank, and among the three big capital teams, Yanjing Middle School and Yujing Middle School had already matched their opponents.

Yanjing Middle School played against Shaoyang No. [-] Middle School, and Yujing Middle School played against Phoenix Middle School.

This result made the president of the Phoenix Tennis Association sigh.

This year, their Phoenix Middle School will not be in another round of tours.

Last year was a round trip, even if they had the strongest golden doubles in the national competition, but they really couldn't take advantage of Yujing Middle School.

Zhang Cheng came back from the front desk, followed by Baihu Middle School, and their minister Dyson was the one who drew lots.

However, when he took out the black glass ball from the big red box, Zhang Cheng still laughed out loud.

Mafia...

Dyson's face obviously changed. Compared with the three big capital teams, he actually didn't want to meet Zhang Cheng and the others.

However, time is fate, and after a sigh in his heart, Dyson walked down with a blank expression.

Soon, all eight teams of the first round of duels came out. It can only be said that some people are happy and others are sad.

As long as they didn't get drawn from the three big capital teams and Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, basically everyone had a smile on their face.

As for the others, it can only be Sima's face!
Zhang Cheng glanced at the expressionless Ewing. Even if he met Yenching Middle School, Minister Bingshan didn't have the slightest emotion.

"A round trip?" Zhang Cheng asked tentatively.

"roll."

Ewing's brows twitched wildly, and his iceberg face couldn't hold back for an instant.

"Don't worry, we will definitely survive the first round."

After finishing speaking, the chill emanating from Ewing's body became more intense, and then he left with Qi Yuanjia and Wu Hao without looking back.

After all, how to set up the formation in the first round still needs to be studied.

After all, Qi Yuanjia and Du Fei went to the three major high schools in the capital yesterday to find out some news.

Not everyone is that powerful.

……

Zhang Cheng shrugged and smiled, then looked at Tensor and Du Fei next to him and said, "Then, let's go too."

They also need to go back and arrange the order of appearance. After all, after all, Baihu Middle School is not weak.

"Uh, there seems to be something else."

However, Du Fei suddenly pointed to the front, where Yu Renshui was waving to him.

Zhang Cheng was a little confused, what does this mean?
"together?"

"No, you can go there. Tensor and I will go back and study the order of the first round of battles."

Du Fei smiled and patted Zhang Cheng on the shoulder, then turned and left with Tensor.

Zhang Cheng had no choice but to walk towards Yu Renshui by himself. Except for this Mr. Yu, Long Ao, who was full of gangster just now, also did not leave.

On the contrary, seeing Zhang Cheng approaching, his eyes were full of excitement, which made Zhang Cheng realize that maybe it wasn't Yu Renshui who was looking for him, but this Long Ao was looking for him.

The conference room was almost gone. When Zhang Cheng walked up to the two people, there were only three of them left in the conference room.

Zhang Cheng bowed to Yu Renshui and Long Ao, and said with a smile, "Mr. Yu, Mr. Long."

"Yes, Not Bad."

Long Ao looked at Zhang Cheng with a smile on his face and kept nodding his head, his eyes were very satisfied.

"Xiaocheng, sit here and talk to your Grandpa Long."

Zhang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he always felt that Grandpa Long in Yu Renshui's words had some malicious intentions.

Sure enough, after hearing what Yu Renshui said, the kindness in Long Ao's eyes became more intense, and he even stretched out his hand to touch Zhang Cheng's head.

However, Zhang Cheng nimbly dodged it, and then sat aside without saying a word.

"It really looks like Xiaohua."

Long Ao's eyes were full of remembrance.

In an instant, 1 thoughts flashed through Zhang Cheng's mind.

Little flower?

It is known that Long Ao is close to 60 years old, the little flower in his mouth must be younger than him, but it can't be too small, otherwise this look in Long Ao's eyes will not be like this.

Among the people Zhang Cheng knew, there was only one person who met such conditions.

Well, there is only one truth.

This little flower is his grandma!

Therefore, the corners of Zhang Cheng's mouth raised slightly and he said, "Mr. Long knows my grandma?"

"Forehead…"

Long Ao didn't answer, but sighed again.

Yu Renshui on the side didn't speak, as if the president of the Tennis Association was a little listless in front of Long Ao.

"Sigh, I think Xiaohua and I were best friends back then, but unfortunately..."

Zhang Cheng is full of question marks, is it an old-fashioned love triangle love story?

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it, grandpa is very happy to see you returning to the road of tennis this year."

Long Ao wanted to touch Zhang Cheng's head again, but was dodged again.

This time, Long Ao got a little angry, and directly cursed: "Grandma, I can't touch your grandma's head, so won't you, grandson?"

After finishing speaking, he stood up directly from the chair and squeezed Zhang Cheng's head.

Afterwards, the old man withdrew his hand contentedly, with a gratified smile on his face.

"Not bad, you are much more honest than Xiaohua. Come on in the national competition. If you don't win the championship, your ass will be smashed."

After Long Ao said this, he opened the door and walked out, leaving Zhang Cheng with a dazed face sitting in a mess on the chair.

What does it mean.

Yu Renshui on the side kept his head down until he couldn't hear Long Ao's footsteps, and then he took a deep breath.

"Woo, finally gone."

Yu Renshui wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then returned to his usual expression.

This made Zhang Cheng roll his eyes, which were full of contempt.

"Don't look at me with that look, you haven't seen Ao Ye's terrifying appearance when he was young, otherwise, you are more cowardly than me, and I owe him a favor."

Yu Renshui gave Zhang Cheng a blank look, and then continued, "Where do you think my invitation letter for the Australian Open Youth Invitational Tournament came from?"

As soon as this sentence was said, Zhang Cheng immediately understood.

After all, there are only four invitation letters in the entire country of Hua, so no matter what, a small place like Yangcheng City will not be able to get it.

"Also, Lord Ao has a close relationship with your grandma. If you need anything in the capital, you can go to him."

"Huh? Is it a love triangle story?"

Zhang Cheng suddenly became more curious.

"No."

Yu Renshui shook his head directly, but seeing Zhang Cheng's longing expression, he still said something.

"It's unrequited love, secret love..."

"And then?" Zhang Cheng became even more curious.

"Uh, then Long Ao's hand was interrupted by your grandma."

Zhang Cheng: "..."

"Well, just like today, Long Ao also wants to touch your grandma's head, and then, you understand!"

Of course Zhang Cheng understood, his grandma's strength was astonishing, and the 2000-jin big yellow ox was honest in her hands.

Besides his grandpa who practiced martial arts, who could conquer her?
"Also, you must work hard for this national competition. The allocation of resources in Yangcheng depends on this national competition."

Yu Renshui looked at Zhang Cheng very seriously. He has always been very serious about the tennis development in Yangcheng City.

Regarding this, Zhang Cheng could only feel Rui Sibai!

"Okay, believe me, the championship is definitely mine."

"That's good, and this national competition will be related to the World Cup in the future. At that time, you people will also have the opportunity to show your face in the world."

What Yu Renshui said made Zhang Cheng fall into deep thought.

The World Cup, like the World Games, is held every four years.

It's just that the World Games are held in August every four years, while the World Cup is held in August of the following year.

In previous years, the youth group of the World Cup was 15-17 years old, and the conditions were very strict. Therefore, at Zhang Cheng's age, he could not participate in any World Cup.

However, from Yu Renshui's mouth, we can know that the World Cup in August next year seems to be a little different.

"Of course, I can't tell you too much, or I won't be able to keep my position. I can only tell you that many foreign coaches will come to investigate this year's national competition."

Zhang Cheng also knew about this, but he hadn't thought about the World Cup before.

This made him immediately think of Coach Lu Xi who chased them from Germany to China.

It seems that these two people are not purely for him!
"Okay, that's all I have to say. You should plan well in the next few days. Don't let me down, and don't let us down in Yangcheng City."

Yu Renshui stood up, and then patted Zhang Cheng's shoulder with a smile on his face.

Before leaving, this half-old gentleman actually followed Zhang Cheng's example and squeezed Zhang Cheng's head, muttering that it felt good.

This made Zhang Cheng dumbfounded for a moment, but he stood up and walked outside.

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(End of this chapter)