I Never Hang Up When I Play Tennis
Chapter 13 It seems that the heroine appears
12:00, have lunch.
Also a carbohydrate and nutritious meal made by Takamura himself.
Carbonated drinks and foods high in salt and sugar have only been eaten on New Years and birthdays since Takamura was four years old.
Takamura knew that in order to become a professional gamer, he had to have a self-discipline that was harsh and cruel. A strict diet is a must for a professional athlete.
Not only does this allow the body to grow better, but it can also extend your career and keep your body at its peak for a longer period of time.
1:00, take a lunch break after washing up.
3 o'clock for technical training.
serve, return ball, forehand, backhand, spin, power ball, speed ball…
I will also set aside half an hour to exercise my left hand.
Takamura does not allow himself to have any shortcomings.
5:00, replenish energy again and recover from fatigue.
At 5:30, watch the professional player's battle, while slowing down the progress thousands of times, observe the skills of the professional players in the analysis of the brain, learn the details of the game, and think about their own shortcomings.
Compare your thinking with your brain.
Find the loopholes in your own thinking.
6:30, once again technical training to improve their own skills.
7:00, have dinner.
7:30, entertainment time, playing games, watching TV, reading novels...
Use entertainment to adjust the mind, calm down the mood, and avoid long-term boring training, which makes one's own psychological problems.
At 8:30, the training summary, and at the same time let Zhinao make another training plan for tomorrow according to its actual situation.
9:00, go to bed.
This is Takamura's Sunday training routine. Boring and monotonous. If you go to school, practice 3 hours in the evening and rest in class.
Therefore, the reason why Takamura can easily defeat Tezuka and others at the same age is forged by hard training, harsh self-discipline, and indomitable spirit.
He didn't hang up at all.
In the evening, Takamura, who had finished a day of training, read novels and passed the time.
This is a light novel, and the protagonist has all the shortcomings of Japanese light novels.
Moreover, the author is a woman, adding a taste of love.
What do you love me, I love yours.
Really, extremely poisonous.
To borrow the words of Brother Hao:
I don't care about their bullshit love at all, I just want to play tennis right now.
At a glance, Takamura can almost guess the content.
If it weren't for the strong recommendation of netizens, Takamura would not even take a look at this pile of bullshit.
drip.
Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, the communication software, flashing the name of the netizen - Miss Pink Conch.
Very girly.
I just hope that the other party is not an old woman.
If Joe Biello.
Takamura shuddered.
Shaking his head, he pushed the terrifying image out of his mind.
Anyway, it's just a netizen, the real situation, Takamura doesn't care at all.
"How about the book? It's beautiful, right?" It was a lovely room.
Pink walls, pink ceilings, and gorgeous pendant lights hanging from the roof.
On the bed covered with Barbie dolls, there is a woman wearing a light and elegant dress, a standard melon face, smart almond eyes, a gentle and beautiful woman, a formal, pink conch lady.
At this time, she was chatting to her netizens.
The netizen's name is Stranger.
"I don't think it's a love affair. The male protagonist has been pushed passively forward. All the women in his life look down on him and make fun of him. He doesn't like it, but he doesn't do anything."
"In light novels, all the shortcomings that the male protagonist should have."
"I do not like."
"Then what kind of novel do you like? What do you think the hero should do?"
"You must be self-improvement, with a cold light in your eyes, as if you can kill billions of people, never be deceived, have a very high IQ, keep growing, and mature at the age of 10..."
"Stop, stop," the pink conch lady rubbed her forehead, her beautiful face full of headaches.
This is also called a light novel?
Are you sure it's not an insult to IQ?
"Are you still a novel? Why is this male protagonist like this?"
Is the protagonist still human?
The last sentence, the woman was embarrassed to say it.
"Of course, the male protagonist's name is not good either. It's better to call him Long Aotian. He has no setbacks and is powerful. All the beauties like him..."
"Vulgar." Miss Conch frowned.
"Just look cool."
Therefore, the two sides extended to the heroine of the novel, extended to the heroine, and then extended to the plot, novel structure, writing method, and finally asked whether to participate in the light novel competition.
Before you know it, time has passed.
"It's 8:30, you should rest." Miss Conch reminded.
She has been paying attention since knowing Takamura's habits.
"I know, see you next time." Takamura replied.
And the pink conch lady, it's still a coincidence.
A few years ago, Takamura was visiting the tennis forum, just watching but not talking, quietly acting as a melon eater, and gradually, together with another melon eater, it became an alternative landscape.
After coming and going, the two became acquainted.
The two people mainly talked, not tennis, but other things.
In a tennis forum, we talk about everything except tennis.
Also a weird thing. *
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