Tennis Superstar Reborn

Chapter 11

Chen Song turned over on the bed, looking at the dark ceiling.

There were steady breathing sounds in the dormitory. Chen Song, who used to fall asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, didn't feel sleepy at all.His mind is full of Ji Zhun's swinging posture. In just 3 minutes of video, Ji Zhun's sharp hitting seems to be engraved on Chen Song's heart.

"This was taken two years ago, when I was in the idol competition in the third year of junior high school."

Li Qingzhen put the phone away with utmost importance. This video is always used to encourage him when he is down and encounters a strong enemy.

Blurred pixels, shaky images, and Li Qing's excited shouts can still be heard, but none of these can conceal the glowing Ji Zhun on the field. The style of the game is sharp, he is like a sharp blade, and can directly hit your soul through the simple video screen.

Chen Song raised his arms to cover his eyes, as if he could forget that scene.

Wang Borong's snoring on the other side of the bed sounded, and Chen Song slowly fell asleep.

Snapped!

The darkness was scattered by a beam of strong light, and the stadium was full of voices. Chen Song sat on a chair in the stadium, and his ears were filled with enthusiastic shouts. The brightest beam of light shone in the middle of the tennis court. The boy's back was slightly arched, The racket is like a knife, swinging freely, and the ball is shot at the opponent quickly.

Chen Song stood in the crowd. In front of him was a young boy who was jumping and shouting so excitedly that his voice was hoarse. He was holding up his mobile phone and was filming the battle in the arena. When the young boy turned his head, Chen Song's pupils contracted violently. It was Li Qing , the young and immature Li Qing.

He suddenly looked into the court, could it be Ji Zhun who was swinging the racket?

Tall and thin, with sharp game skills, but his appearance is not clear.

Intense cheers suddenly erupted in the arena, and Chen Song knew that Ji Zhun had won.Then the bright light went out with a snap, and the stadium that was still boiling just now was silent and pitch black.

Chen Song on the bed opened his eyes suddenly, the familiar snoring sound was still in his ears, after a few seconds of dullness, he was relieved, he was dreaming, unexpectedly had such a dream.

Just one video makes me worry like this, it's not like you!

Chen Song muttered in his heart, he loves tennis, but he is not someone who cannot afford to lose.The image of Ji Zhun playing tennis flashed in his mind again, the dream and the video blurred together, he knew that he was not afraid, but envious.

He seems to be the same as Li Qing, because of the 3-minute video, he became Ji Zhun's fanboy? !

Thinking of this, Chen Song couldn't help thinking of Li Qing's nympho, and replaced Li Qing's face with his own in his head, and suddenly his hair stood on end, he really couldn't do it to a man.

What a mess!

Chen Song grunted. In the darkness, he raised his hands and looked at his hands with bright eyes.The few games after his rebirth made him more and more sure of one thing, he seemed to have cheats.

Every time he is pushed to the end, he can always push his limits and hit beautiful shots.This was something he couldn't accomplish in his best state in his previous life.

Then, his confrontation with Ji Zhun------

Chen Song turned over and whispered, "I'm really looking forward to it."

Early the next morning, Chen Song got up early as usual, brushed his teeth and took a shower.The window of the balcony was open, and there was still rain on the leaves outside. It seemed to be raining in the middle of the night last night. The air was fresh and humid, and the temperature was also low.

Chen Song took a sports coat from the closet, and when he went out, he swept across the thermos bottle on the table, his eyes were crooked, the Ji Zhun who was hanging out in the dream was the same as Ji Zhun who was awkwardly apologizing with the soybean milk jug yesterday , slowly reunited, Chen Song picked up the thermos, and gently closed the door.

The water on the plastic playground made Chen Song feel a little lost, he couldn't run today, and the thermos will be ready for Ji in the afternoon.

Turning around, I saw Ji Zhun walking slowly.

"Good morning, Ji Zhun, it rained last night, so I can't run on the playground today." Chen Song spread his hands helplessly, "By the way, I cleaned your thermos."

Ji Zhun is wearing an orange sportswear today, looking very youthful, carrying a backpack of the same style, with one hand in his pocket, standing sideways.

"Come with me."

"Where are you going?" Chen Song asked, and he had already followed.

The two passed through the iron gate on the west side of the playground, bypassed the open-air tennis court, and saw the indoor gymnasium.

"You have the key?"

"Ah."

Ji Zhun opened the door and ordered, "Open the window."

The air outside is fresh, just entered the gymnasium, Chen Song himself thought it was stuffy inside and panicked, so he looked at Ji Zhun from the side, this guy stood at the door and didn't intend to come in, he must have committed a cleanliness again.

Chen Song thought to himself, sooner or later I will cure you.He happily opened the window.

Ji Zhun walked to the door, "Starting from today, you will train with me."

Chen Song turned his head to ask questions, and saw Ji Zhun curled his lips and smiled, "It won't be too boring to compete like this."

"You are so arrogant." Chen Song curled his lips, "You haven't fought against me yet!"

Ji Zhun didn't speak.

The two started running to warm up, and after running four laps, Ji Zhun called a stop, and Chen Song was still a little unsatisfied, "This place is so small, how about running a few more laps?"

"It's good to warm up, start frog jumping, I do four laps, you do two laps."

Apart from his coat, Brigadier General Ji was wearing a black vest.His figure belongs to the type of clothes that make him appear thin and fleshy when he takes off his clothes. His muscles are not exaggerated, but he gives people a sense of strength.

Chen Song looked down at his slender arms and legs, "I'm not hot."

"It's not like I haven't seen it before."

A smile curled up on Ji Zhun's lips, and he looked up and down Chen Song's figure maliciously.

Chen Song was so angry that his head twitched and he almost covered his chest. Finally, he took off his clothes and threw them on the window sill, "Sooner or later, I will be in better shape than you, hmph!"

Ji Zhun squatted down and did a very standard frog jump, "In this way, your speed is not required, but every movement must be standard. If you are too tired, you can rest on the spot."

"It's not like I haven't done this before, how can I be tired?" Chen Song waved his hand, "It's a little trick!"

After half a lap, Chen Song felt that his face hurt a little, and he hit him. After one lap, he couldn't even lift his legs.Instead, Ji-joon has already done two laps.By the time he finishes the last lap, Ji Zhun has already finished all four laps, so he will be walking slowly.

Chen Song stood up tremblingly, his legs were like a sieve.

Ji Zhun took out the thermos from his bag and poured a cup for Chen Song. The strong smell of soybean milk made Chen Song's throat dry.

"You put peanuts in it? It's delicious." Chen Song drank it down with the lid on the pot, Ji Zhun added it to Chen Song, Chen Song took a sip and breathed a sigh of relief, "Why don't you drink it? "

"I don't like this smell." Commodore Ji packed the thermos cup that Chen Song brought over, and stuffed the one in Chen Song's hand, "Give this to me tomorrow after you go back and wash it."

Chen Song turned his head sideways to stare at Ji Zhun.

Jun Ji packed his backpack and put on his coat, and then he asked, "What do you mean by looking at me like that?"

"I found that you are a gentle and kind person." Chen Song nodded after speaking, as if affirming his words, with a very serious look.

At this time, the good person card is not as meaningful as it will be in the future.

Ji Zhun was startled when he heard this, and then smiled, "You won't say that in the future." He carried his bag and left.

"What do you mean?" Chen Song tilted his head and looked at Ji Zhun's back, thinking in a low voice.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the specific time of the campus match on the campus net tennis post has already come out. If you don't have a mobile phone, go to the tennis department and you can see it on the bulletin board at the door.

Chen Song was sleeping on the table. He didn't sleep well last night, so he woke up with a jerk when he heard Wang Borong's voice explode.

"Ah! I'm playing tomorrow afternoon, Song Zier, you must watch me play!"

Chen Song didn't bother to beat Wang Borong, and asked, "Is the time out? How do you compare?"

"This week's interest class is from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] in the indoor tennis hall. This guy will be in the second game tomorrow afternoon." Li Qing leaned over with his mobile phone in his arms, "The weekend is the tennis team's game. Weekend morning."

"So fast?" Chen Song thought that this kind of competition would take at least half a month, but he didn't expect it to end in a week.

"January is the city's high school tennis competition. If it drags on, the training time may be over." Li Qing stuffed the phone into Chen Song's hand, "There are quite a lot of applicants for this interest class, you can see for yourself, when it's over Now that the competition is over, training is about to begin!"

In the post, there are as many as 43 people signing up for the interest class alone, so there is only one dish per person.Chen Song turned to the next page. On the weekend, he and Ji Zhun played against each other in three sets. The time was set at 09:30 in the morning, and there was another pair before 07:30.

Seeing the time, Chen Song felt a sense of urgency, but more of it was excitement. His opponent was Ji Zhun, so it was exciting to think about it.

When Chen Song woke up the next day, his legs were almost useless, and they were sore. He wanted to take a day off, but when he thought of Ji Zhun who brought him soy milk, Chen Song quickly got out of bed.

When he went downstairs, he could see Ji Zhun waiting for him outside the playground from a distance.

Chen Song happily ran a few steps, grinned his teeth immediately, and came to Ji Zhun, "My leg is about to fail, don't you feel pain?"

"I am used to it."

Ji Zhun led the way, and Chen Song followed side by side.

"Your physical strength is too weak. You can't stand my strength in three sets." Ji Zhun said lightly, looking sideways at Chen Song, "From today onwards, I will reduce your physical training in the morning, and no. Wait for me at the door of the 11 dormitory building."

"Huh? My physical strength is not good enough, shouldn't I increase my physical strength?"

"There are only six days, it's too late, it's better to give full play to your strengths."

This time, instead of going to the gymnasium, I went to the indoor tennis hall behind the tennis department.Ji Zhun opened the door, and Chen Song went to open the window with a sharp eye. Ji Zhun arranged for him to go around the field twice, half a circle of frog jumping, and then practice his swing. After that, he would play with him for half an hour.

"But I don't have a racket? Otherwise, you wait for me, I'll go back -----"

"I brought yours."

Chen Song thought about the last time he used Han Bin's racket, and thought that if it's really not possible, let's just make do with it today and bring it tomorrow. He didn't want to miss the first confrontation with Ji Zhun.

The blood all over his body was on fire, Chen Song's legs didn't hurt anymore, he finished the preparatory work in a hurry, and waited for his whole body to stretch out.He looked at Ji Zhun with great interest. While he was warming up, Ji Zhun had been practicing his racket. His forehead was covered with sweat, but Ji Zhun didn't sweat at all.

Seeing him looking over, Ji Zhun took out a racket from his bag and handed it to him.When Chen Song received it, he was overjoyed, "This racket is easier to hold than my pair." Whether it is the weight of the racket, the circumference of the racket shaft, or the thickness of the net cable, it is very suitable for him.

"If you train well, I can give you a six-ball chance."

Ji Zhun turned the racket backhand, looked at Chen Song and smiled.