Tennis Superstar Reborn

Chapter 64

Ji-joon is injured, but the game continues.

Licheng's whole team arrived at the first high school. They didn't seem to be playing basketball. They seemed to be beating people. The momentum was very fierce, especially Han Bin. Even Coach Wang, who was good-tempered yesterday, was depressed and dark-faced early this morning.

The injury incident happened so suddenly. The leaders of the Sports Bureau were off work that night. The next morning was the game. Either Licheng voluntarily gave up the game and stopped this city game, or continued the game. As for the result of the injury and If it is dealt with, then the police will announce the result later.

There were two knocks on the lounge door, and the door was pushed open.

Han Bin looked at the person coming, and stood up with a whoosh. Fu Mingcheng and Zhang Ning hurriedly stopped him, lest Han Bin could not control the incident.

The visitor glanced around, and when he saw Ji Junshi on the sofa with a pale face, he curled his lips and smiled slantingly, "Good morning! I heard that you Licheng was beaten yesterday? Tsk tsk tsk, your character is not good. Who is to blame!"

"Shan Jia, what the hell are you talking about?!" Han Bin was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped.

Li Qing dragged Wang Borong, "What do you care about with a dog?"

When Shan Jia heard this, he glanced coldly at Li Qing who was talking, Li Qing stared back, and said mockingly: "There are people who are not as good at the game, and they only play these dirty tricks. That's right."

"Say one more fucking thing." Shan Jiahong said angrily.

"Bozhi is mentally retarded." Li Qing repeated, "I'm afraid you'll be stupid."

Shan Jia was furious and rushed over. Wang Borong directly protected Li Qing in front of him. The coach blocked Shan Jia with a sullen face, "You still want to play wild in our lounge in Licheng? Do you still want to fight?"

"Okay, hello everyone, we'll wait and see." Shan Jia said, turned around and left.

Coach Wang looked around, "If you want to vent your anger, win it back on the court."

There was anger on everyone's face, but they still endured it.

"Morning singles -----" Coach Wang glanced at Ji Zhun, and finally said: "Chen Song, you can play the morning singles, okay?"

Surprised by the roll call, Chen Song subconsciously glanced at Ji Zhun.

"Okay!" Chen Song said firmly.

Bozhi's singles list is also out, it's Shan Jia.

For two consecutive weekends, the weather was fine. Chen Song was warming up at one end, and Ji Zhun was sitting on a long bench next to him, wearing a loose sportswear. Except for his slightly pale face, he was no different from usual, very quiet.

The teammates next to him seemed to have been infected by Ji Zhun, and gradually calmed down.

The coach sat next to him, remembering that in the hospital ward in the morning, Chen Song was sound asleep on the bed, and Ji Zhun was sitting on the sofa drinking water and reading the newspaper. Chen Song.

"I originally ordered you for the order in the morning."

"I know." Ji Zhun put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at the coach, "Chen Song is good."

The coach frowned. Chen Song had some talent, but she was not [-]% sure of winning, so she still hesitated.

"I will win." Ji Zhun said in a steady tone, but it gave people a kind of confidence that should have been.

The coach didn't say anything when he left, but just now in the waiting room, the team members were all picked out by Shan Jia and affected, and Chen Song stared at Shan Jia coldly, with an expression that looked a bit like Ji Zhun.

It's so weird.

At that moment, the coach had the idea that maybe what Ji Zhun said was right when he chose Chen Song.

Originally it was Gu Chengen who had decided, but Chen Song was replaced by the words.

As for the doubles list in the afternoon, the coach rubbed his forehead and still had a headache. After checking last night, Han Bin and Wang Borong had the heaviest bruises on the wooden sticks, and Chen Song, Gu Chengen, Fu Mingcheng and the three with the lightest bruises. For doubles... .....

The referee blows the whistle and the game officially begins.

Shan Jia serves.

Throw the ball, jump, swing the racket, all in one go.The speed of the ball was extremely fast, like breaking through the wind, it passed the net directly, and rushed to Chen Song's hand. Chen Song stepped back slightly, held the racket with both hands, and hit it hard.

Back and forth, Shan Jia's eyes were red and he was very excited. He used all his strength for each ball, and the angle began to be strange----

boom!

The ball hit Chen Song's elbow joint, his arm was numb due to the force of the ball, bang bang bang, the ball slipped from his side, Chen Song held his elbow and rubbed it slowly, until the bone was numb, half Arms are numb.

Shan Jia on the opposite side gave a ruffian smile, and said casually and frivolously, "I'm sorry, I missed the shot."

Chen Song missed the ball and the opponent scored a point.

After that, Shan Jia became unscrupulous, hitting the ball on Chen Song's joints or body, the ball was very strong, and even a ball came directly to the face.

Wang Borong scolded angrily, the referee doesn't care whether he is playing ball or hitting someone! ! !

The first set ended quickly, and Shan Jia took the lead to win the next set.

Chen Song sat on the rest bench drinking water, squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Shan Jia opposite, who seemed to sense his gaze, showing provocative smiles and movements.Chen Song lowered his head indifferently, hiding the coldness in his eyes.

Ji Zhun sat in the back and didn't say a word. The coach sitting on the side looked the same as before, but if you looked carefully, you could see a trace of anxiety hidden in her eyes. She was a little shaken and decided to choose Chen Song.

Ball quality is like character.

Chen Song has always believed in this sentence. Shan Jia turned the ball into a means of attacking people. His character is low, and his skills are simple and rough. Moreover, this person is easily aroused, easily irritable, and loses his own judgment.

In the first set, Chen Song had already felt Shan Jia's rhythm and style of play, and he felt interesting.

The referee blew his whistle and the second set soon began.

Chen Song took the lead to serve the ball, and slapped the ball on the palm and the ground twice. When he raised his head and shot towards the opposite side, it was icy and cold, like an arrow, nailing Shan Jia to the ground, so that he could not move.

In the next moment, he threw the ball violently, the upward throw point of the ball was much higher than the normal serving point, he jumped and swung the racket, his arms and toes formed a C shape, and the racket smashed violently.

boom!

The sound of the racket hitting the ball is very loud, and you can imagine the strength of this ball.

The ball is extremely fast, breaking through the air, passing the net, and the ball is getting lower and lower. It is a powerful backcourt smash.

Shan Jia seemed to wake up from a dream, but was shocked by the other party's eyes, which made Shan Jia a little angry and anxious.The ball was already in front of him, and he could even feel the impact brought by the force and speed. Shan Jia took a step back and made a backhand smash---

boom! boom! boom!

The ball brushed past the racket, dropped and bounced three times and rolled away.

Shan Jia had an unbelievable expression, and tried his best to endure it, it was impossible, it was impossible for him not to receive it, it was just an ordinary powerful smash-----

But the facts were in front of him, he really didn't catch Chen Song's first smash.

Licheng's team members shouted hello one after another, while Bozhi's Zhang Xiao and Wang Zhihe lowered their eyes to hide the joy in their eyes.

Chen Song scored the first ball in the second set, and Shan Jia was completely irritated by this ball. This kind of person always likes to stand on the top and dictate, and once someone gets closer, he will be furious.

And Chen Song just smiled lightly, as for Shan Jia, let him die.

So for the next ball, Chen Song was like a solo show in the second half, approaching Shan Jia quickly and sharply. His style of play changed from his steady stamina, with a kind of momentum, sharp and even a little bit of arrogance. All kinds of smashes -----

"It's like Tuan Doudou's body..." Wang Borong muttered to himself.

This extravagant way of smashing and smashing is really similar to Tuan Doudou, but it has something more than Tuan Doudou. Wang Borong can't tell. Li Qing who is next to him is very excited, "Treat me to my family!" It’s been a long time, Song Zi’er’s face is so indifferent when he’s playing—”

Yes, calmly.

The style of play is all kinds of cool and sharp, but from the beginning to the end, Chen Song's expression is calm and steady. Combined with his exposed ball skills, it really gives people a pretentious momentum.

Of course, Li Qing and Wang Borong haven't found the description of 'pretentious' yet, they just feel that this kind of Chen Song seems to be playing each other like monkeys, hahahaha it's good to relieve their anger.

In the second set, Chen Song was so powerful that he didn't give Shan Jia any room to breathe. When the referee judged that Chen Song won the second set, the melon-eating crowd present felt a sense of ignorance that it would end so soon.

The wise people looked at Chen Song on the field, feeling like they were looking at a monster. Why did they kill Shan Jia in seconds?

What they don't know is that Shan Jia's game skills are not particularly good, but they are often overwhelmed by Shan Jia in the team. After a long time, it creates an illusion that Shan Jia is very powerful.

During the rest, Shan Jia's eyes were red, and the eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes. He stared fiercely at Chen Song, drank water from Chen Song and wiped his sweat with a towel, and stared like a pervert in every move.

Chen Song was doing his own thing calmly, not paying any attention to Shan Jia at all.

The coach sat in the back and heaved a sigh of relief. Looking at Chen Song's silhouette, he paid more attention to it.

Licheng's team members sat quietly at the back, not daring to disturb Chen Song's thoughts. When the referee whistled for the third set, Li Qing and Wang Borong shouted cheers.

In the third set, when the two played, the atmosphere was a little different. Chen Song was still calm as always, while Shan Jia was already a little manic, with slightly protruding eyeballs, covered with bloodshot eyes, messy hair, staring at Chen Song viciously. Spicy, as if to tear Chen Song into pieces.

Shan Jia serves.

Throwing the ball, swinging the racket, and hitting the ball vigorously, but the ball was too fast, and the angle ran directly to Chen Song's face----

Repeated tricks.

Or they are in a hurry, and now they just want to hurt people.

Chen Song reacted very quickly, moving his feet in small steps. In his eyes, the ball slowed down and he received the ball steadily. This time, Chen Song did not use a smash, but counterattacked back with a special angle strong ball.

The racket was slightly tilted, the ball hit the surface of the racket, and the moment it flew out, it hit the wall of the racket. It was fast and powerful. It passed the net, like a ignited cannonball, and directly hit the sole of Shan Jia's feet.

Shan Jia retreated slightly, trying to smash with a backhand, but when he received the ball, because the ball was too powerful and too fast, his action of counterattacking and catching the ball was delayed for a moment. It was precisely this moment, when he When you hit the ball, you know it might hit the net----

Bang bang bang!

The ball missed the net and bounced three times in a row.

At the beginning of the third set, Chen Song grabbed the first goal.

Like a nightmare again, for Shan Jia, Chen Song is his nemesis.The rhythm of the ball was controlled by Chen Song, and it was getting faster and faster, leaving no room for Shan Jia to think. Overwhelmingly, Chen Song won two sets in one breath and won the singles victory.

At the moment when the referee declared the winner, the Licheng team members cheered, but no one noticed that Shan Jia threw the racket at Chen Song viciously.Chen Song was looking at Ji Zhun with a smile. When he heard the exclamation and reacted, he turned his head and saw the handle of the racket in front of him——

boom!

Chen Song covered his eyes and fell to the ground.

But in an instant, no one expected that Shan Jia would openly make such a move, the court was in chaos, Ji Zhun was already by Chen Song's side, but it was still too late.

Han Bin fucked directly, without saying a word, he stepped forward in two or three steps and punched him.

Surrounding Chen Song in a circle, the coach hurriedly said, "Don't surround yourself, Chen Song, Chen Song, how are your eyes?"

Ji Zhun put one arm around Chen Song, "Let go, let me see."

When Chen Song heard Ji Zhun's words, he subconsciously let go of his hand, his left eye could not be opened, and he hissed in pain.

The coach's heart jumped when he saw it, and he hurriedly said, "Send it to the hospital first."

Han Bin had already let go, and knew that Chen Song's injury was serious.After Wang Borong heard the coach's words, he ran outside with Chen Song on his back without saying a word, followed by a group of Licheng people and the person in charge of Yigao.

"Liu Bo, stay and take care of him. Don't make trouble anymore. If you dare to do something wise, you will fight back." Coach Wang said harshly.

Teacher Yi Gao listened to his eyelids twitching, but remembering the scene just now, he had nothing to say.

After taking a taxi, Ji Zhun first supported Chen Song to sit in the back. The coach didn't say anything after seeing it, but reported the name of the hospital and went to the hospital.