Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 29 Daily Training

At exactly eight o'clock, Zhang Cheng stepped into the second floor of the tennis department.

This is the first time he has seen the complete tennis club configuration.

Seven candidates, two ministers.

Dietitian Ji Han, psychological counselor Zhao Yingying, assistant Liang Bo and coach Shen Jing.

Tensor looked at Zhang Cheng who stepped on the spot and didn't speak, but nodded to Du Fei next to him.

Du Fei stood aside, opened the notebook and turned to look at all the positive candidates:
"I have known your data, and there is still more than a month before the city competition qualifiers, so during this month I will train your weaknesses."

Du Fei paused for a moment, glanced at the nutritionist Ji Han, and after the latter nodded, he continued to announce: "Also, after joining the main election of the tennis club, your eating will be under control, lunch and dinner It will be provided by the tennis club, of course, if you want to go back to eat, you must report in advance."

Zhang Cheng and the others are in the stage of growing their bodies. Nutrition control is a very serious matter. It is not so simple to become a professional player. Can a fat body play tennis well?
"Now, everyone go to Assistant Liang to get a set of team uniforms, and then I will send you the training form. Of course, the unified training in the morning will start now."

There was a devilish smile on Du Fei's face, looking at a group of newcomers who had just entered the tennis club with calm faces, the corners of his mouth moved slightly:

"Right now, everybody has, fifty laps around the court, a 10-minute break after the run, three thousand swings, a thousand back and forth..."

The training task released by Du Fei was very close to Zhang Cheng's monthly basic training task, so Zhang Cheng led the team uniform and rushed out without saying a word.

Zhang Cheng is very clear about his next goal, so he won't waste any time.

With Zhang Cheng taking the lead, Situ and Jiang Chen also gritted their teeth and followed.

No, absolutely not to lose to Zhang Cheng in training.

Seeing that the eight main candidates all ran out, Coach Shen Jing raised his glasses and looked at Tensor and Du Fei, with an inexplicable meaning flashing in his eyes:

"What? You're not going?"

Tensor's complexion changed slightly, he had made an appointment with Gao Yuanyuan to go shopping together.

As for Du Fei, he was confused: "I want to go too?"

He is equivalent to the brain of the team in the tennis club. He usually releases tasks and sends messages, but he is not so active in training.

"Aren't you the right candidate?"

Shen Jing's expression became serious, looking at Du Fei's face full of majesty, he said: "It's all scored 6-0, isn't it enough for you to work hard?"

"And you."

Shen Jing turned his head to look at Tensor, especially staying on his right arm for a long time, and then said earnestly:

"Suppression is not evasion. When you have absolute strength, other people's provocations are nothing."

Tensor's face darkened, and then he walked towards the door in silence.

As for Du Fei, of course he also followed up.

Seeing that there were only four people left on the second floor of the tennis club, the oppressive atmosphere disappeared instantly.

Liang Bo joked: "Coach, it's rare for you to be domineering once."

Coach Shen leaned on the sofa, and said in a serious tone: "Xiaobai lifted Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School to a height that doesn't belong to him, so I won't let him fall."

Xiaobai is the previous head of the Tennis Department of Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School.

Last year, relying on him and other main candidates, Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, which was already at the bottom, was promoted to the semi-finals of the provincial competition.

"Don't forget, our goal this year is to reach the national competition."

Zhao Yingying, the psychological counselor next to her, said thoughtfully, "Don't you want to be the champion?"

"champion?"

Coach Shen's mind moved slightly, but as if he had thought of something, he shook his head slightly and gave a wry smile.

"Shangjing No. [-] Middle School is too strong, don't forget, that Ken Tanaka is also a monster."

"Tanaka Ken?"

Zhao Yingying thought for a while, and suddenly said, "He is in the third year of junior high school this year. This national competition is Zhang Cheng's last chance to fight him. Do you think Zhang Cheng will let it go?"

"will not."

Coach Shin shook his head and walked to the windowsill.

Below, a group of ten people were running around the tennis court with calm faces.

"If you won't give up, then fight for yourself, that kid hides very deeply."

Turning his head, Shen Jing looked at the nutritionist and said viciously: "Ji Han, I will leave that kid to you, and I will train him hard without harming my body. This year, I might be able to give him a punch The title of the best coach."

"Got it, Coach."

Ji Han's round face revealed a radiance of excitement.

Drilling, her favorite!
Especially for these little brothers.

Immediately, the entire second floor of the tennis department was filled with harmony.

……

tennis court.

Zhang Cheng sneezed violently, and immediately looked suspiciously at Tensor next to him.

"You scold me?"

"You are sick." Tensor's face darkened, and then he overtook Zhang Cheng with one speed increase.

"Sure enough, you're the one scolding me."

Zhang Cheng quickly rushed up, and then said sharply: "If you have the ability to beat me on the tennis court, don't use such small tricks."

"Follow me and talk."

Tensor thought that Zhang Cheng had discovered about his right hand, so his eyes became sharp.

"Hehe, if you have the ability to fight with me with your left hand, it doesn't count as bullying you if I use my right hand."

"If you use your feet, I promise."

Gan.

This tensor is surprisingly robust.

"Actually, if you didn't fall in love, you would have developed your left hand a long time ago." Zhang Cheng mocked.

"Indeed, if you don't fall in love early, your hands won't be interrupted."

Tensor responded with a sarcasm.

"Hehe, that's better than you."

Zhang Cheng suddenly accelerated and overtook Tensor, sweating slightly on his face, it was already the eighth lap.

One lap of the tennis court is 2000 meters long, and fifty laps total [-] meters. It is not an easy task for them.

But after all, tennis players have more physical strength than ordinary people, and Zhang Cheng is one of the best, so it is not difficult to run down.

just.

Tensor, who was one body behind Zhang Cheng, followed closely, which made Zhang Cheng a little stressed.

No.

He failed to play a game on the tennis court, and for fifty laps, he, Zhang Cheng, was determined to overwhelm him.

The tensor at the back also had the same idea, so the two of them directly threw off the main force and rushed to the front.

"Minister and Zhang Cheng are crazy."

Behind, Situ and the others who had just finished five laps were sweating and tired.

"I've always believed that Brother Cheng is amazing."

Jiang Chen's face was pale, but he still did not forget to praise Zhang Cheng.

"Hehe, I won't lose either."

Situ gritted his teeth, then broke away from the main force and followed.

"Another young man who has lost his mind."

Du Fei raised his glasses, his eyes were full of wisdom.

This kind of long-distance running requires rhythm. These three bastards will definitely run out of energy later on. Let's just watch Du's performance then.

However, with those thoughts just now, the other main candidates behind them seemed to be stimulated, and they all rushed forward, even Jiang Chen, who was already pale, was not surprised.

"so?"

Du Fei looked around, feeling a little dazed.

Forget it.

Go ahead.

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(End of this chapter)