Tennis Superstar Reborn

Chapter No.16

As Ji Zhun said, the senior won the game in the end. He played beautifully, sweated on the court, and focused as if he and his opponent were the only ones left in the stadium.

But after listening to Ji Zhun's words, Chen Song watched the game again, and always felt that the senior was drawing a perfect end to his high school tennis career.

The audience erupted into warm applause and shouts, calling the senior's name, Han Bin was sweating, and he couldn't see the slightest failure on his face, and shouted at the senior: "Amazing!"

The senior just smiled, turned around and said something to the coach next to him in a low voice, the coach patted the senior on the shoulder with regret in his eyes.

No one in the field knew what the two said, and everyone's enthusiasm remained in this exciting and fierce game.

When the people dispersed one by one, Ji Zhun and Chen Song were still sitting in the gymnasium, the lights were half dimmed, and the tennis court, which was as bright as day just now, suddenly went dark. Chen Song didn't know what to say, and the two sat for a long time until The manager on duty shouted: "Two students, I'm going to close the door."

Only then did Chen Song and Ji Zhun stand up and leave.

"I'm sorry teacher, we've been sitting for a long time." Chen Song apologized to the teacher who locked the door.

The teacher waved his hand indifferently, "Go back early and rest."

Walking along the weeping willow path until reaching the No. [-] dormitory building where Chen Song lived, Chen Song said, "See you tomorrow morning."

"Good night."

Ji Zhun's voice was as deserted as ever.Say goodbye to Chen Song at the entrance of the dormitory building, and go straight up.

Chen Song pushed open the door of the dormitory, and it was pitch black. Then he remembered that everyone went home on the weekend, and he was the only one in the whole dormitory.Looking at the time, the bathrooms were closed, and he went downstairs to fetch water with the kettle and card. After washing up, Chen Song lay on the bed, unable to sleep with his eyes open.

At eleven o'clock, the entire dormitory building was turned off and the lights were turned off.

It was pitch black, Chen Song stared at the ceiling, and the memories of his previous life reappeared in pieces.

When he was a student, all his memories seemed to be related to tennis. Apart from tennis, other things were so vague that he couldn’t remember them.

The ambition of the first year of high school, the school plans to enter the national competition, at that time he really felt happy running around in sweat.After that, there will be a bolt from the blue, change the principal, remove the coach, what kind of ball to play, the high school students' study is the top priority.For the next two years, he played against Wang Borong in private, and his racket was hidden by his mother in the third year of high school.

Now Chen Song thinks back to when he secretly played tennis with his mother behind his back. It was like a tunnel game. He played as a thief for an hour and a half every day. He couldn’t be happier. If he didn’t have a chance to touch the racket for a day, he would eat half a bowl for dinner... ...

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Song was woken up by the biological clock. When he raised his hand, the corners of his lips were wet. Thinking of what, Chen Song's eyes twitched and his mouth began to drool.I don't know when I fell asleep last night, but I can't remember the content of the dream at all, and the more I think about it, the more I can't remember clearly.

Just don't want to.

Chen Song turned over and got out of bed, stuffed a toothbrush into his mouth, and went to skim the strips along the way.In the mirror, her hair was blown up into chicken coops, her face was crushed into a few creases, her eyes were sleepy, and her eyes were still hanging. She washed her face with a handful of cold water, and smoothed her hair with wet hands, but there was still a strand of it. He was very stubborn, but Chen Song didn't care, and went out with the bag on his back.

Big playground, familiar figure, Ji Zhun has arrived.

"Good morning, Ji Zhun." Chen Song trotted over to say hello, put the bag on the edge of the playground, and saw Ji Zhun taking off his coat.

From the past few days of getting along, Chen Song has been able to figure out Ji Zhun's rules, talk less, love cleanliness, drink designated water, but friends' kindness will be accepted, for example, he once gave a bottle of cheap water, but now I want to come , Ji Zhun only took a sip, embarrassing.

The hair is always simple and short, unlike the high school students at this time. Although Licheng is, some people are influenced by non-mainstream, but they are not so exaggerated.Can cook and it's delicious.According to Han Bin, it seems that when he was in junior high school, he found a hair in the rice plate, and since then he learned to cook instead of eating in the cafeteria.

The clothes are the same as Ji Zhun himself, with generous and simple styles. Except for school uniforms, he usually wears sportswear for sports. There are black, white and gray, and there are also new styles from big brands in bright colors. Others will blind Chen Song's eyes when they wear them, but Ji Zhun wears them. grade......

So does he still look at his face? !

Chen Song felt guilty for his superficial self-blame for a second, and then he was attracted by the appearance of Ji Zhun's bright orange vest.

It's not motherly at all, but it looks a little enthusiastic.Chen Song jogged behind Ji Zhun, and only when Ji Zhun led him to the pace would he run without getting tired, and he finished the run without knowing it.

After warming up and doing simple basic training, it is already 07:30.

Chen Song was sweating lightly, but he didn't feel tired. He seemed to have adapted to this rhythm and the amount of exercise, and he just warmed up well.The two of them carried their bags, and when they arrived at the intersection of the dormitory, Chen Song waved, "I'll see you later."

"Goodbye."

After Ji Zhun finished speaking, he still stayed where he was, with his pocket in one hand. Seeing Chen Song looking at him, he added, "I'm looking forward to the game later." Then he turned and left.

Chen Song's tiger teeth flashed, and he returned to the dormitory humming a song, but when he opened the door, he found that all the boys had returned! !

Wang Borong smiled exaggeratedly, and even pulled a handwritten banner, "Surprise!!! Are you very touched by Songzier?"

The banner was cut in half from the old calendar at home and put together. The white back was used, and the black color pen wrote thickly Chen Song, come on, you are the best!

"It took me a long time to come up with this effect. The calendar paper was brought by Erdan from home. The words were written by the school committee. I cut the paper and Liu An glued it. The two flowers on the bottom were painted by Qin Minghui." Li said. Green added.

Wang Borong put one arm on Chen Song's shoulder, teasing and complaining, "I was going to write that Chen Song was the first, defeated Ji Zhun, and you should work hard, but someone! You have an idol and forget your brother!"

Li Qing rushed forward to beat Wang Borong. Chen Song had a funny face, holding an unattractive banner in his hand, warm in his heart, and said happily, "I think this is very good. Let's play low-key, low-key." , low-key."

After breakfast, Wang Borong forced Li Qing to walk behind Chen Song holding a banner. Chen Song, who was moved at first, just wanted to cover his face, as if he didn't know Wang Borong.

It's a campus competition, isn't it so exaggerated!

Chen Song muttered something in his heart, and when he reached the entrance of the gymnasium, he would not feel that they were exaggerating.

The six people looked at the door in bewilderment, and Wang Borong asked stupidly, "Is our school going to have a star? We won't be playing today?"

"So many girls..."

Li Qing's eyes lit up, and he saw the words on the shiny banner in the distance, "You are a fan of my idol, hurry up, I don't know if my idol is here yet?!"

When the six people entered the gymnasium, 70.00% of the people present were girls, as if all the girls in the school had come. It was only after eight o'clock in the morning. Didn't you all go home for the weekend? ! !

Banner streamers and even cheerleading gymnastics!

Do you want to be so exaggerated!

When Ji Zhun arrived on the scene, there was even more cheers and screams of excitement, so loud that people's eardrums were about to burst.For the first time, Chen Song knew how popular Ji Zhun was in Licheng.Fifteen minutes before the opening, Chen Song was fortunate to see Licheng's Lala gymnastics performance, including three difficult movements. Chen Song watched with admiration, and almost forgot that this was a tennis match.

More like the opening of a basketball game on TV.

Chen Song thought.

The five Wang Borongs were hidden among a group of girls. The white handmade banner was a little crude against the luxurious banner next to it, but it was also special, and it was easy to see at a glance.Wang Borong held up the banner, "I just said, paint the background in red, you see our brothers are being compared."

"Even if you move a big drum, it won't matter." Liu An lowered his head and yawned while playing with his phone.

"That's right! We all use yelling when we talk now, and Ji Zhun is still the same as before in junior high school, all the girls in the school like it, tsk tsk tsk, I'm so envious." Qin Minghui pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said enviously.

Li Qing was annoyed by the cheers next to him, "My idol is not so superficial! Ahhh! Song Zier actually shook hands with my idol! Look, look!"

Wang Borong wanted to say that Ji Zhun wasn't made of gold, maybe a layer of gold could be scraped off by shaking hands, so why are you so excited? !However, one pair of eyes moved to the field.

Chen Song and Ji Zhun stood in front of the net and shook hands. At some point, Ji Zhun wore a green Nike headband, revealing a smooth and full forehead. Wang Borong curled his lips, and now he knew why Li Qing was a Nike fan.

The coach sits high on the referee's seat and blows the whistle.The enthusiastic cheering sound in the arena gradually died down.

"Game start."

Chen Song and Ji Zhun returned to their baselines, and Ji Zhun served the first ball.

Draw a semicircle with your left foot, throw the ball, and swing the racket. The first ball is a semicircle serve.Chen Song received it and called back. Both of them seemed to be in no hurry, and they played very steadily, especially Ji Zhun, whose smooth playing was not as bright as his usual style.

"It's weird, the idol played so 'steadily' this time, unlike him." Li Qing muttered in his seat.

It happened to be heard by Wang Borong who was next to him. He fixed his eyes on the field and asked with his mouth, "Then what style should he have?"

Li Qing didn't answer, because Chen Song won the first ball first.

On the court, it was Chen Song's turn to serve.

"It's a half-circle serve again." Li Qing murmured.

The first round ended quickly. Chen Song won a round. After the coach called the score, the whole court was quiet for a second, and then there was a burst of cheering, of course, calling for Ji Zhun's name.

Chen Song frowned, and looked at Ji Zhun who was also drinking water beside him, "Why do you show mercy? This is not you------"

"It's just a warm-up." Ji Zhun looked at Chen Song sideways, focused and serious, "I won't show mercy to you."

Chen Song cracked his mouth and laughed, "Hey, you are so arrogant! It's not the end yet!"

"I'm looking forward to your final counterattack." Ji Zhun looked at Chen Song meaningfully.

Chen Song was tensed by Ji Zhun's eyes, did Ji Zhun find something?

His plug-in.......