Tennis Superstar Reborn

Chapter 40

Wang Borong's meal card had already been exhausted, Chen Song took out his own, pinched it between two fingers, and said with a sullen expression, "Brother, brother, I invite you to eat meat."

Li Qing joined in the fun, took out his meal card, and said with a rich face, "Hurry up, call me good brother."

Chen Song squinted at Li Qing, this guy is expected to be an actor!You look at the expression of the dandy and libertine, it's so vivid, if the opposite is a big girl, you can't beat her to death!

But the opposite is not a big girl, but Wang Borong.

"Brother, my dear brother!" Wang Borong smiled and took away the meal card on Chen Song's finger, turned his head and looked at Li Qing flatteringly, squeezed his throat to deliberately disgust Li Qing and said: "Good brother, how can you I'm so good, good brother, good brother -----"

"Hurry up and take it away." Li Qing rubbed his arms and stuffed the rice card into Wang Borong's arms.Turning to Chen Song, he said, "This guy is too chilling."

Wang Borong was already happily shopping for food.

After dinner, Li Qing wanted to go back to the dormitory to do his National Day homework, Wang Borong planned to copy Li Qing's, Chen Song thought about it, and followed him back.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the dormitory, the phone rang, and it was a text message from Ji Zhun.

Chen Song paused when he stepped up the steps, looked at the content of the text message, and ran up, his racket was still in the dormitory.

"I'm going to practice." Chen Song walked out with his bag on his back.

Wang Borong couldn't sit still, so he stopped Chen Song, "Song Zier, are you going to practice with Ji Zhun? Can you take me with you?"

Li Qing's eyes lit up when he heard it, "Although I don't have a competition, but---"

"I'll call and ask Ji Zhun first." If it was someone else, Chen Song would have agreed, but it was Ji Zhun, Chen Song was still a little unsure. When he dialed, Wang Borong and Li Qing had already started packing and putting on their coats.

After briefly explaining the situation, Chen Song hung up the phone, "Let's go!"

"Great!" Wang Borong changed his shoes and carried a golf bag, "Does your family have any special training methods?"

This Li Qing didn't know either, and looked forward to it.

The three of them went to the tennis hall with their bags on their backs, and Ji Zhun was already waiting for him inside. Seeing the three of Chen Song coming, he nodded and said hello, without talking nonsense, he directly handed the things in his hand to Chen Song.

Wang Borong and Li Qing leaned over to look at it. The thing in Chen Song's hand seemed to be tied to the wrist and ankle. It was black and not too heavy to weigh.

"Wear it on your wrist, but don't wear it on your ankle for now." Ji Zhun said.

Wang Borong weighed the weight of the two ankles. It seemed to be filled with sand. It was soft and cool. It seemed to him that he didn't feel it. He couldn't help muttering that it was too soft!

Ji Zhun smiled with his lips curled up, "You put on the ankle ones first."

Wang Borong tied it up foolishly.Li Qing shuddered when he saw the big smile of his family, always feeling that Wang Borong killed himself.

The weight of the wrist strap is not heavy, but Chen Song has a feeling for Ji Zhun's personality, knowing that it can't be so easy, but Ji Zhun is also for his own good, so he tied it up immediately.

Seeing this, Ji Zhun ordered basic warm-up exercises, such as frog jumping and racket swing exercises.

Wang Borong is naturally strong, but lacks stamina. Li Qing has good stamina, and every time he plays, he gets better and better.The two of them jumped down with two rounds of frogs. Wang Borong's feet seemed to be filled with lead. He jumped lower and lower, and his back was wet with sweat.Li Qing was fine, he had maintained the same height and distance from the beginning to the present.

Chen Song didn't have much of a problem either.

When the frog jumped down, only Wang Borong was panting like an old scalper. Looking at the things on his ankles, he no longer dared to underestimate the unbearable weight just now.

"Li Qing, practice with Wang Borong and give him a few more tennis balls." Ji Zhun had a gentle attitude, glanced at Wang Borong who was sweating profusely, and smiled in a good mood, "Be more flexible. "

The fanboy Li Qing immediately seemed to hold the imperial decree, and started in another field.

Ji Zhun looked at Chen Song, "Don't take off your wrists, I'll practice with you."

Chen Song has always been convinced of Ji Zhun's tennis training decisions, even though his racket is already heavier than before, if he is playing with a weight----but Chen Song still nodded, took the racket, and served , swing the racket.

He thought that Ji Zhun would hit a few more baseline powerballs, but on the contrary, Ji Zhun was always hitting the area in front of the net. Even when the ball reached the backcourt, he was very dexterous and fast, but lacked strength. Chen Song handled it well. Flexible, the steps under his feet seem to follow the law of the ball's landing point, stepping on the beat.

After Chen Song got used to it, Ji Zhun's ball became more and more tricky and flexible. The power of the ball was not strong, but the angle of the shot made Chen Song dazzled and at a loss.

Several balls were emptied in a row.

"Concentrate, you just need to keep an eye on the ball on the court." Ji Zhun's voice was very calm.

Chen Song erased the prediction of the next ball's trajectory in his head, Ji Zhun's ball was irregular, and it was impossible to calculate.When Ji Zhun served again, Chen Song stared at the flexible and curved ball on the court. In his eyes, the speed of this ball was not fast, and it slowed down a little. He didn't need to predict the landing point of the next ball, because He has plenty of time to react.

Slowly adapt to the rhythm, when Chen Song adapts to the ball Ji Zhun is currently serving, the next moment, Ji Zhun will have a more flexible ball waiting for Chen Song to take over.

Unknowingly, Ji Zhun stopped.

Chen Song, who was in the opposite bottom line area, was taken aback, "Aren't you going to fight?"

Ji Zhun held the ball in his hand, "Today is over."

Wang Borong, who was next to Chen Song, approached Chen Song with a look of admiration, "Pine nuts, you have been playing for more than 40 minutes, aren't you tired? Damn it, Ji Zhun fed you the ball just now, it was too dazzling, I will never laugh at it again. Li Qing is crazy."

Chen Song looked at Wang Borong from the side, thinking that you are quite an idiot now.

After playing for 10 minutes, Chen Song didn't feel too tired except for some heat and sweating.

"Are you leaving school tomorrow?" Ji Zhun packed his bag and asked casually.

But Chen Song understood the meaning of the words. Tomorrow, on the 31st, it is reasonable to go back to the National Day holiday after school, but there will be a game on October [-]nd------

"I'll make a call to my mother, and I'll finish training at the school tomorrow and October [-]." Chen Song made a decision.

When Wang Borong heard this, he decided to stay even if he didn't think about it.

Li Qing was a little hesitant. On October [-]st, he had agreed with his mother that he was going to see his grandparents, so he didn't say anything.

Ji Zhun was very satisfied with Chen Song's decision. The specific expression was that Ji Zhun smiled at Chen Song, and then Chen Song felt that the hairs all over his body were about to stand on end, thinking that you might as well not show your 'goodwill' to me.

After training the next afternoon, Chen Song called the landline at home. Just as he mentioned that he would stay in school for training, his mother kept saying, "Songsong! Don't be too tired from training. It doesn't matter if you win or lose. If you work hard, you will be fine." Okay, wait for number two, I will go with your dad to cheer for you..."

"Mom, how do you know about the second final?"

"It was broadcast on TV, and your dad and I saw the video of you playing basketball last week, ah! My son is good-looking, don't worry about money, you should eat, you are growing tall now, eat more meat... ..."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Song still looked confused, what TV? !

"Hahahahaha, Songzier, my mother said I'm on TV!" Wang Borong shook his phone, opened his mouth, his big white teeth yelled at the phone again, and finally promised to be home on the first day, and then hung up Telephone.

"Although it's a local station that no one watches, we're on TV! My sister said I was very handsome, and all the girls in their class fell in love with me..."

Chen Song sneered, how shameless!Don't think I didn't hear you say this with a KFC hamburger tempting flannel!

After taking Wang Borong's mobile phone, Chen Song checked the city's news, and there was indeed news of the Zhuoran Cup No. [-] final.Just like what Wang Borong said, their local stations do not have a large audience. Now local satellite TVs are on the rise, and every household has installed cable. The people who watch this city are basically middle-aged and elderly people. For local opera news, the young people all choose youth. Idol drama or variety show.

But even so, Chen Song couldn't be happier, it was his first time on TV!

Life is full of surprises!

It was a holiday, and in the afternoon the whole school seemed to be empty, and the hot water boilers in the cafeteria and supermarket were stopped. Chen Song and Wang Borong looked at each other in a daze, and Wang Borong said: "There is no hot water, why don't you wash your face with cold water?"

"Then, what about the food? Where did I buy two packs of instant noodles, but there is no hot water—" Chen Song suddenly realized after speaking, "It seems that the dormitory area is also out of power——"

"Wow! So what shall we do?"

Chen Song forgot that this is a high school campus life. No matter how much Licheng looks like a university, it is still a high school. During the long holiday, the school area is closed. Ji Zhun should not know it. He took out his mobile phone and before dialing it, the mobile phone rang Yes, it's Ji Zhun.

"Put on your back the things you need to bring, and see you at the door of the dormitory in 10 minutes."

After the phone hung up, Chen Song heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that Ji Zhun had expected it a long time ago, and said to Wang Borong who was still in a daze, "Hurry up and clean up your ball bag, dirty clothes and things you need to take home."

"what?"

"Ah, what! I guess Ji Zhun will take us out, and then return to school and wait for leave." Chen Song also guessed that the school can't stay, but he can't think of where to go back.

Ji Zhun seems to have helped him too much. Could it be that he is really a good person as Ji Zhun said?

When Chen Song thought of Ji Zhun's aloof image, he couldn't connect with the Virgin, so he shuddered, and hurriedly packed his bags with Wang Borong.

The dirty clothes were stuffed into the bag, bulging, and Wang Borong still yelled that he couldn't fit it. Chen Song found a big plastic bag and stuffed it in Wang Borong's arms. Fortunately, he washed the dirty clothes by himself, and there was nothing but homework.

Finally, Chen Song cleaned up, and when he turned around, he saw Wang Borong rolled up the dirty clothes and stuffed them into the bag, unable to support his forehead, suffering from a headache, so he helped to press down with his upper hand, and kept talking, "How old are you?" , the clothes cannot be washed by themselves--"

"I washed it myself! I took it back and put it in the washing machine, and I did it too." Wang Borong retorted bluntly.

Chen Song handed the tightly stuffed bag to Wang Borong, "Let's go!"

Wang Borong was carrying his schoolbag and straddling his golf bag diagonally, and he was still carrying a bag of dirty clothes in his hand. Chen Song kept yelling behind him, but Chen Song ignored him and said leisurely, "You want to take it home and wash it, so carry it yourself!"

At the door of the dormitory building, Ji Zhun was carrying a pocket in one hand and only his golf bag.

"Ji Zhun, where are we going?" Chen Song asked.

"my home."