Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 93 Sun Stadium
On December 24, the finals officially began.

Sunshine Stadium, Sun Stadium.

Opened again after ten days.

The liveliness of the final was far more lively than expected.

14 years ago, Master Cheng Dong also won his first championship here.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhang Cheng and his group walked out of the hotel.

The silver-gray shirt carried a murderous aura, and even the tennis bag behind him was full of murderous aura.

"Set off."

Tensor stood at the front and waved his hands, with an undeniable majesty on his face.

In today's battle, we can only win but not lose.

This is the explanation for the entire Yang city.

On the road, groups of pedestrians stood on both sides of the road holding refueling signs. These were all genuine Yangcheng locals who hadn't bought a ticket.

"Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, come on, keep the champion."

"Zhang Cheng, work harder!"

"Tensor, you are the most handsome."

"..."

"Situ, my waist is fine, would you stand in front of me?"

"Fuck."

Situ, who was originally serious, turned red when he heard such words.

This early in the morning, everyone is so like a wolf and a tiger?

"He's right!"

Zhang Cheng patted Situ on the shoulder, and the twitching corner of his mouth revealed his true thoughts.

"Go to your uncle."

Situ patted Zhang Cheng's hand away, and said from embarrassment, "If I want to stand, I will stand behind."

"Then you can't, there is no one who is thirty centimeters unworthy to stand behind."

Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, then went straight forward and accelerated.

Situ's eyes became gloomy, but he didn't say anything.

At least for now, isn't he standing behind!

Zhang Cheng and the others followed behind the cheerleaders, however, no matter how youthful and beautiful they were, they were not as attractive as the main members in front of them.

After all, apart from the heart of tennis that can bring them some excitement, women only affect the speed of their swing.

At [-]:[-], Zhang Cheng and the others arrived at the Sunshine Gymnasium. At the gate, groups of security personnel were maintaining order.

This is the first time that Zhang Cheng enjoys the treatment of a star, and the fans standing here are obviously much more crazy than those on the side of the road.

The game started at nine o'clock, so besides the fans, reporters from newspapers and Yuji were also guarding the door.

As soon as Zhang Cheng arrived, a microphone was plugged in, directly to his mouth:

"Student Zhang Cheng, do you have confidence in this final?"

Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Yes, very confident."

"Student Zhang Cheng, I heard that those people are from the second team of Shangjing Middle School. Do you have any impression of them when you entered Shangjing Middle School?"

Zhang Cheng still maintained a smile and said, "Of course, when I went to Beijing Middle School, those people were still cleaning the toilet?"

"Last question, student Zhang Cheng, are you afraid of this final? After all, your left hand was interrupted by someone from Beijing Middle School."

What the hell is this?
Zhang Cheng glanced at the logo on the microphone next to his mouth.

"Flash from the capital."

Since he is not one of his own, Zhang Cheng can then shoot with confidence.

"Actually, I'm quite scared!"

"What are you afraid of? Do you already have a fear of Beijing?" There was a cunning flash in the reporter's eyes.

Zhang Cheng rearranged his language and said with a smile: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid they will abstain."

Obviously, the reporter was stunned!

"I heard that Yu Yan and the others made a bet with the reporter from Phoenix Entertainment, right?" Zhang Cheng continued.

"Yes, it satisfies some LSPs." The reporter's eyes flashed.

"Ahem, cough, that's not necessarily the case, I think that Yu Yan is quite perverted, he likes to run naked!"

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking with a smile, he took off the microphone and walked towards the gymnasium.

The reporter with dull eyes and a confused face was left behind.

This?
Is this considered a personal attack?

On the other side, Yu Yan and the others were naturally stopped by reporters to answer a few questions.

The person interviewed was Zhang Cheng's old friend.

Li Sisi still had that pure desire style, and the vague sense of haziness had the most impact on Yu Yan and the others.

"Yu Yan, what do you think of Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School?"

Yu Yan smiled confidently, with the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and said, "If there is no accident, it will be 3-0."

"Well, which three do you like in Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School? Zhang Cheng? Tensor? Or Du Fei with thick eyebrows and big eyes?"

"I heard that Situ's waist is better, Gao Sheng is quite delicate, but little Jiang Chen is very delicate."

"Could it be Zong Man's tough guy, or maybe he wants to compete with Zhao Wuji?"

Yu Yan: "???"

Is this pretty woman out of her mind?
Or was it sent by Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School to get people mentality?

"Please answer positively, Yu Yan!"

Li Sisi inserted the microphone to Yu Yan's mouth.

Yu Yan thought for a long time, and finally he could only say: "3V3, not one against three."

"Oh, so exciting?"

Li Sisi immediately became interested, and pulled Yu Yan to ask non-stop: "Yu Yan, do you like melee? Then who is your target?"

Yu Yanren was dumbfounded. Could this woman's brain be dark yellow?

"Please answer positively."

Yu Yan sighed, and then said directly: "I want to fight Zhang Cheng, but I don't know how the opponent arranges it!"

"Go ahead if you think about it. Our Zhang Cheng is very popular. If you don't persevere bravely, how can you succeed?"

Yu Yan thought about Li Sisi's words carefully, and felt something was wrong, so he could only say: "Please start the next question."

"Yu Yan, would you like to be active or passive?"

Yu Yan frowned wildly, then held back his anger and said, "I like to run!"

"Then you can't stand it?"

"I'm going to make it hard for other people."

After finishing speaking, Yu Yan also pulled Li Sisi away and walked into the hall.

His face was a little gloomy, this female reporter must have been hired by Zhang Cheng to mess with his mentality.

Thinking of this, Yu Yan gritted his teeth and thought: Zhang Cheng, I will not let you go.

……

In the Sunshine Stadium, apart from the crowds coming and going, there were no journalists intervening. With blessings, Zhang Cheng and the others arrived at the most central Sunshine Stadium smoothly.

This is the second time Zhang Cheng has come here, but compared with the first opening ceremony, the feeling this time is completely different.

majesty.

solemn.

Moreover, when Zhang Cheng and the others entered the Sun Stadium, they immediately received waves of cheering.

"Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, come on!"

"Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, keep the champion."

This is the home field advantage. It has never been like this in previous years. After all, in previous years, there were two local teams in Yangcheng City. Unlike this year, there are ghosts.

Zhang Cheng could feel the warm breath coming from all around, it was the breath of hope and trust.

What's more, he found out to his astonishment that tens of thousands of spectators were all wearing the same kind of clothes.

Six large characters were embroidered in red on the clothes: The champion belongs to Yangcheng!
Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and suddenly understood something meaningful. Looking up, Zhang Cheng looked at Yu Yan and the others who had just been seated opposite him.

In fact, there is no other meaning, Zhang Cheng just wanted to test how many light hits this sun court could withstand him.

This time, Zhang Cheng decided to activate the remaining nine minutes of spiritual power from the very beginning.

No matter who the opponent is, as long as he doesn't abstain, he will be kicked out.

"Come on brother."

Xiaodaimeng and Zhang Ranran took their cheerleaders to the side, while Zhang Cheng and the others went to the competition booth.

"I'm going to submit the battle list."

Tensor put down the tennis bag and said something back.

Zhang Cheng and the others sat down, looked at the court, and also looked around.

It's really not the same.

The Sun Stadium is an open-air stadium with no iron nets around it, and the zenith is also made of transparent materials.

Coupled with the good weather today, the slightly rising sun shining into the stadium gives people a warm feeling.

"Back then, Master Cheng Dong won his first championship here."

Du Fei on the side sighed, his voice full of sunshine and reverence.

Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then thought of the exhibition board of God Cheng Dong.

Master Cheng Dong is a native of Yangcheng, and he lives in Shaoyang District. His significance is very important to the entire Yangcheng City.

In other words, he is the pride of the entire Yang city.

"Look, Ewing and the others are here."

Zhang Cheng quickly turned his gaze, and looked towards the easternmost high awarding platform.

At this moment, Ewing and the others came to the high platform holding the championship trophy. In front of them were Yu Renshui, the president of the Tennis Association, and Zhao Dezhu, the vice president.

The other is Kaohsiung and two representative officials that Zhang Cheng doesn't know.

Ewing and the others came to present the trophy, and the annual city competition championship trophy will only be kept for that year's champion for one year.

Of course, if you can win consecutive championships, you can naturally keep the trophy in the school.

However, this year's Shaoyang No. [-] Middle School is really unfortunate.

"It's embarrassing." Zhang Cheng muttered.

Situ on the side also looked at Ewing and the others on the high platform with a strange face.

If it were him, facing such an embarrassing situation, Situ felt that he could dig out a three-bedroom and one living room with his toes.

On the high platform, Ewing's smile against his will and the reluctance in his eyes were clearly displayed.

The trophy was sent by him, but it has nothing to do with him.

In previous years, even if they didn't win the championship that time, the team in the finals would definitely be without Shaoyang No. [-] High School.

Thinking of this, Ewing immediately became more resentful towards Yan and the others.

After the trophy was placed properly, Ewing and the others got off the high platform, and the next thing had nothing to do with them, and they just needed to be a spectator honestly.

Yu Renshui walked to the front and made a speech, then arrived in Kaohsiung, and finally the other two representatives of the government.

The speeches of several people are all a routine, in general, they are cheering for each other, and then friendship is the first, competition is the second, it is okay to play, but not to hit others.

Of course, they also revealed something implicitly. It is normal to play a little trick.

Didn't you see that the medical staff on the side were already hungry and thirsty?

After half an hour, the speech finally ended.

Several people all exited the awards platform and went to the high VIP seats, and then the referees entered the arena.

But for Zhang Cheng and the others, the game has just begun!
(End of this chapter)