Tennis Superstar Reborn

Chapter 38

Chen Song only remembered now that after he and Long Qing finished fighting, Long Qing said he wanted to go back to the United States.He thought that no matter what, he would finish the final.

"You said he was going to the United States to participate in the training camp?!" Li Qing exclaimed, "Damn it! It's really a training camp!! If I were Long Qing, I would go to the United States to participate in the training camp without looking back. !This is the foundation of becoming a professional tennis player—”

"Is the training camp so powerful?" Wang Borong asked with a frown.

Li Qing began to popularize science, "There are two ways to start a professional career. The first one is more worry-free. It is directly valued by the tennis company, and then arranged to participate in training camps. The other is to go to training camps at your own expense, and then slowly play games. No matter whether it is self-funded or valued by the company at the beginning, it has to go through the training camp. Nowadays, tennis stars like Federer and Nadal have to return to the training camp every year." At the end, Li Qing showed curiosity on his face, "I don't know which one Long Qing is? Anyway, this guy wants to go to the professional game, and we will meet later..."

In the end, Li Qing was a little bit embarrassed. After Long Qing had undergone professional training, the gap with amateur players like them would gradually widen in the future.

Chen Song also thought of Li Qing's unfinished emotion, and smiled, "So we have to work harder."

"That's right! He's participating in a training camp in the United States. We can't admit defeat in China, we have to work harder." After Wang Borongle finished speaking, he threw himself on Li Qing's shoulders, "Hahahaha, you let your brother enter the finals! Little brother Qingzi!"

Li Qing directly pinned him down, muttered something about stupid people being lucky, and was rubbed by Wang Borong.

Playing around in the morning, at noon, Sa Yazi ran to the cafeteria, Wang Borong got good news in the morning, and the meeting started again, "I invite everyone to eat some stir-fry!"

Knowing that Chen Song couldn't stop him, he was waiting to help Wang Borong on Thursday and Friday, so he was not polite, and put Li Qing's shoulder on the plate with a smile, and the two brothers said kindly: "Look, today Xiaochao has braised pork!"

"Hey, there's still little crispy meat!" Li Qing understood in seconds, and greedily mentioned a bunch of the most expensive ones.

Standing by the side, Wang Borong looked at the two as if they were talking about cross talk, gritted his teeth and waved, "Buy, buy, buy!"

In the end, I really chose two dishes of meat dishes and three dishes of vegetarian dishes. Wang Borong lost half of his rice card money, and the three of them ate with a big appetite. The three of them had their round bellies spread out on the chairs.

"It's been a long time since I ate so happily." Wang Borong sighed.

"You say that, be careful when your mother beats you up, your mouth will be full of greasy food just in the morning." Chen Song made trouble, but rushing to eat is delicious.

Li Qing also booed beside him, "I'm full, I'm full, oops, I've never eaten to this extent, as expected, it's delicious to treat guests with dicks."

Wang Borong laughed beside him.

After eating too much at noon, the three of them reacted a little bit sluggishly, especially when the weather was cold and they wanted to sleep even more.The three of them dawdled in the dining hall for a while, and when their stomachs were relieved, they slowly went to the dormitory.

The curtains in the dormitory were drawn, and there was a faint sound of breathing on the bed. Only a small light was on. Qin Minghui was lying on the table and reading a book. He had a study plan every day. When he heard the movement, he just turned his head and nodded quietly to the three of them. Say hello.

Chen Song is really envious of Qin Minghui's self-control, and even more envious of Qin Minghui's last monthly exam results, the first in the class, this is the real master!

Turning on the bed with light movements, Chen Song was so sleepy after touching the pillow, his limbs seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he lost the strength to pull the quilt over his stomach. When his eyelids closed, he heard the sound of continuous breathing.

Chen Song was still woken up by Wang Borong's strong push.

"Pine nuts, pine nuts? I've called you many times, get up and clean up, I'm going to be late soon." Wang Borong said anxiously.

Li Qing had marks on his face, washed his face with cold water, and looked much more energetic, now he will casually put on an overcoat and shoes!Seeing that Chen Song was still dazed on the bed, he hurriedly said, "Don't sleep, get up quickly."

Chen Song didn't know what was going on today, and slept very deeply. When he heard the two people talking, his reaction seemed to be slow, so he jumped off the bed, put on a coat casually, and was stupefied when he saw it.

After going out, the cold wind blew, and Chen Song seemed to wake up. He took the wrong coat and took a thin sweater.

"Ah chirp! Ah chirp!" Chen Song sneezed twice, rubbed his nose, and muttered, "Why did it happen again?"

As soon as the words were finished, the bell rang, and the entire campus was empty. Wang Borong yelled and pulled Chen Song, his legs spinning quickly, "Songzier, why are you so dumb today?"

Li Qing followed behind, and the three of them crossed the big playground, out of breath, while Chen Song flew all the way to the door of the classroom on the second floor like a kite being held by Wang Borong. The first class in the afternoon was notoriously harsh. history teacher.

The three of them were disheveled, the zipper was not closed, the buttons were buttoned wrongly, the shoelaces were flying, and the hair was messy. They just appeared at the door of the classroom, panting and cold with red noses.

"report!"

The history teacher, who was still very angry at first, turned his head to look, and couldn't help laughing immediately. The whole class followed suit, and the teacher said with a straight face, "Go in! Next time you are late, you will be fined to stand at the door."

"Yes."

The three obediently agreed.

After Chen Song sat down, he sneezed two more times. He felt cold all over, still sleepy, and his stomach was uncomfortable. When he opened the textbook, the words inside seemed to be running, and he couldn't hold it for a while. , and fell asleep on the table in a daze.

He had a long, long dream. He couldn't remember the content of the dream. He only remembered that he was so cold that he woke up from the cold. But when he woke up, it was only about ten minutes later. He rubbed his arms, only I felt my head was like paste, and my face was burning, and I felt a fever when I touched it.

Chen Song looked at the eloquent history teacher who was talking on the podium, and couldn't bear to interrupt -----

"Teacher." Chen Song raised his hand, seeing the teacher looking at him, he said: "Teacher, I seem to have a fever, and I want to ask for leave to go to the infirmary."

The history teacher saw that Chen Song's face was red and his eyes were dull, so he hurriedly said, "Go quickly, don't delay, the monitor will go with you."

"Teacher, I will accompany you." Wang Borong said anxiously.

The history teacher said sternly: "Just go to the class monitor, and you should study hard." Then he said to the class monitor: "Send Chen Song to the infirmary, come back and tell your class teacher before it's too late."

The squad leader hurriedly nodded yes, walked to Chen Song's desk, and asked concerned: "Chen Song, can you stand up?"

"Okay." Seeing that the squad leader was about to carry him, Chen Song stood up and walked out, jokingly, the squad leader was about the same size as him, but much thinner.Passing by Wang Borong and Li Qing, he gave them two comforting looks. He must have caught a cold and had a fever, and he will be fine after taking an injection and taking medicine.

Leaving the classroom and going down the stairs, Chen Song felt that he overestimated himself, the steps of the stairs were shaking, Chen Song stepped down and stepped on empty space, several floors in a row, and fell directly.

"Chen Song! Chen Song!" The squad leader shouted at the top of his voice.

Chen Song became dizzy from the fall, his ears were buzzing, "No, it's all right---"

"It's okay, I'll find someone, you wait." The squad leader left a sentence, turned and walked up.

Chen Song's back was leaning against the wall, his whole body was hot and cold, his ankles were also aching, and his headache was about to split...

"Chen Song, Chen Song, I have called someone--"

It was the monitor's voice, Chen Song looked up, backlight, when did the monitor become so tall and stalwart? !

When a pair of calm eyes met, Chen Song was taken aback for a moment, then took a moment to say, "Ji, Ji Zhun?"

Ji Zhun didn't say anything, his eyes moved to Chen Song's hand touching his ankle, his lips were drawn into a line, a little cold, and he stretched out his hand to hug Chen Song.Chen Song wanted to say something, but Ji Zhun said coldly, "Shut up."

The squad leader followed Ji Zhun and hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you senior Ji Zhun. Chen Song said he had a little fever. I didn't expect it to be so bad. I just stepped on a step when I went downstairs..."

The infirmary is not far from the teaching building, just to the east of the playground.

Chen Song was leaning against Ji Zhun's arms, and the heat was constantly radiating from his chest. He was hot and cold all over his body. When he was cold, he stuck to him tightly as if looking for a heat source, and when he was hot, he felt like he was being pricked by needles. , feeling uncomfortable.

Ji Zhun was so tormented by Chen Song that he almost didn't hug him. The hand resting on his thigh moved up a little, and he patted twice, "Be quiet, or I'll throw you down."

Chen Song himself was so tormented by himself, his stomach was overwhelmed, and he couldn't hold back the wow and vomited directly to Ji Zhun's chest.

The air was silent for a second, Ji Zhun's hands were stiff, and his face was so cold that he couldn't see it. If he could do it now, he would really be able to beat Chen Song.

In his arms, Chen Song vomited and was still disgusted, his head was kept far away, with a disgusted expression on his face.

The squad leader following behind carefully glanced at Ji Zhun's face, he might never forget it in his life.

"Senior, senior, Chen Song didn't do it on purpose..."

Ji Zhun didn't even want to move his mouth, his face was stern, as if he was holding his breath, his eyes were full of disgust and disgust.Fortunately, when the hospital arrived, Ji Zhun threw Chen Song on the chair. When he felt the heat source dripping from his chest, his face was already like the bottom of a pot. Suppressing the feeling of nausea and nausea, Ji Zhun unzipped the zipper and put the jacket on Throw it into the trash can, and the light-colored short sleeves inside can faintly see wet stains----

The squad leader thought that Ji Zhun was going to take off his short sleeves, but in the next second, Ji Zhun directly bent down to start his hands----

"Senior, Chen Song really didn't do it on purpose, don't beat him up." The squad leader said quickly, but he didn't dare to stop him.

Ji Zhun pinched Chen Song's face and twisted it twice. Chen Song felt his face hurt in a daze, so he stretched out his hand and slapped it.Ji Zhun sneered and let go of his hand. Chen Song's white and tender face had obvious pinch marks. Seeing this, Ji Zhun felt a little better.

"Look at him, I'll come over later."

The squad leader stared at Ji Zhun's disappearing back, and looked in the direction as if he was going back to the dormitory.

Chen Song woke up again, and the first big head he saw was Wang Borong. He was startled, and before he could open his mouth, he heard Wang Borong crackling, "Qingzi, Qingzi, Songzi woke up! You said you are good enough, and fell asleep. After such a long time, with a high fever of 39 degrees, you are not smart at all, and if the fever continues, you will be a fool!"

"Song Zi'er just woke up, stop nagging, go and call the doctor." Li Qing said beside him.

Wang Borong ran out twice, and Li Qing stood by the hospital bed and asked Chen Song if he was thirsty or hungry. Chen Song felt the pain in his mouth and wanted to drink water.Li Qing took the water glass, thought of something, took a disposable cup and went on, "You are really good enough, I heard from the monitor that you vomited all over me, and I didn't solve you on the spot, it's really true love...... "

The water in Chen Song's mouth almost sprayed Li Qing's face, Li Qing trembled, his hands and feet were too fast, the two cooperated tacitly, and Chen Song spit out the mouthwash into a disposable cup.

Li Qing looked like the rest of his life after a catastrophe, he held the cup and poured it out with disgust.

Seeing this, Chen Song had a smile on his face. Li Qing is the only child in the family. He can achieve this status for himself. If he dislikes it, he dislikes it. He really has no choice but to pour water, good buddy!

Thinking of what Li Qing said again, Chen Song frowned, the muscles on his face were involved, Chen Song only felt his face hurt, "Why does my face hurt so much?"

Li Qing saw the pinch mark on Chen Song's face, and smiled, "You deserve it, spit me all over, I left it for you——"

"Damn it, he slapped me in the face!"

"No, I pinched it." Li Qing said calmly.

Chen Song was embarrassed to say anything, he seemed to wow in a daze, and then his stuffy stomach felt much more comfortable.It's really spit on Ji Zhun, according to Ji Zhun's degree of cleanliness, in fact, being beaten seems to be a matter of course.

Now pinch it, as if I earned it myself.Chen Song hehe twice.

The doctor called by Wang Borong also came over, took his temperature, the fever was gone, and prescribed medicine, and he could leave after the drip was finished.

"...Pay attention to a light diet, and your ankle sprain is not serious, apply ointment after applying heat three times a day, and you will be fine in two or three days."

Sprained ankle? !Chen Song's face turned pale, and he breathed a sigh of relief after listening to the doctor's order. He moved his feet secretly, but luckily it didn't hurt too much.

Today is September 28th, this month has 31 days, National Day is on Thursday, and the finals start on October [-]nd.

Fortunately, we can catch up.