Tennis Superstar Reborn

Chapter 9

Xihua Street is a quaint street, among which there is a famous historical relic temple, and the bluestone road is polished and glowing, witnessing the traces of the years.At the end of the street is Xihua High School, next to the tennis court.The iron fence of the tennis court is mottled and rusty, and the wall is graffitied. It is a flying dancer, quite distinctive, and it is a well-known court.

At the moment, the court is bustling with people, most of them are students of Xihua High School, and there are some people who like tennis in the society.The fight had already started on the field. Seeing this, Chen Song quickly finished the buns in two or three bites, and ran over with a soy milk bag in his mouth.

"Who is following who on the field?"

Wang Borong asked the students who were watching the game and wearing the uniforms of Xihua High School.

"Long Qing and Xi Peng." The student squinted at Wang Borong, and at a glance, he knew it wasn't from this area, "Xi Peng is a senior in our school. He won't play games in the second half of the second half of the senior year. He quit the school team to prepare for the college entrance examination. Knowing that I was provoked by this kid------"

"That kid looks young, but he's a big braggart. Do you know what he calls himself? Hahaha, the second generation of Longma, you're so ridiculous."

The student next to Chen Song also spoke, his eyes were fixed on the field, and his mouth was moving.

"But to be honest, Xi Peng hasn't played much in half a year, and being able to see him today is considered a good thing for the second generation of Longma."

Chen Song felt that Xi Peng's name was familiar. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he had won the third place in the city's tennis singles, but he couldn't remember the specifics.Looking at the field, Xi Peng was wearing Xihua's school uniform and vest. He was about 1.7 meters five, and his body was said to be fleshy. At this time, it was a counterattack. The ball looked very dexterous and had some strength.

This is a player with both dexterity and strength.

Chen Song judged in his heart, and Wang Borong muttered beside him, "That skinny monkey dares to be called the second generation of Longma."

Long Qing, who was playing against Wang Borong, was about the same size as Wang Borong said, but much thinner than him, and looked very thin. However, against Xi Peng's counterattack, Long Qing swung the racket very professionally, with a low spin ball, crossing the front court Just stopped, the ball was pressed low, and it was still spinning with speed, it was not easy to catch.

This is a player with extreme dexterity.

Chen Song was fascinated by it, and in his eyes he was breaking down every ball that Long Qing hit back and forth, thinking in his head, if it was him, how would he catch the ball, how would he hit back, the difference between the two, how to play perfectly and so on.

"Didn't you mean the street race?" Chen Song didn't move his eyes, and asked casually, no matter how you look at it, Long Qing looks like a student.

"You came late, this kid is so arrogant, it is said that he won the singles and third place in the US TF Youth Group A-level competition, he really treats him as a dragon horse, just returned to China, I heard that he is going to join Deren High School, just let him go In other words, I want to kick last year's champion Licheng!"

What he said was vivid and full of fun, who knew that just after he finished speaking, Long Qing had already ended a round and won.

During the break in the arena, Xihua's students delivered water and towels to Xi Peng, and Long Qing sat on a bench beside him to drink water.

Didn't even sweat.Surprise flashed in Chen Song's eyes, it seemed that this Long Qing was more powerful than he thought.On the other hand, Xi Peng is not very good. It seems that he really hasn't played for half a year.

In a three-set match, it seemed normal for Long Qing to win.

Swinging the racket, he pointed at Xi Peng.

"You're still far behind! This is Xi Peng, the number three single in the city in China? Chih, that's all." Long Qing pursed her lips and stared at Xi Peng contemptuously.

"Hey, you are enough! Xi Peng stopped fighting half a year ago, you have the ability to fight Ji Zhun!"

"Yeah, yeah, just win one game and blow up like this. You really think you are a dragon horse. If you have the ability, you can go to Licheng Jizhun! You will be beaten back to the United States."

"Damn mental retardation!"

.......

The tennis courts exploded.Chen Song frowned, he didn't like this Long Qing either, his tone was too disrespectful.

Xi Peng was already loading the racket, with his head down and eyes downcast, his expression was unclear, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But Chen Song thought of his past self, Xi Peng gave up tennis, and now he lost, he must feel bad.

"Ji Zhun? Chick, next weekend, I'll show you all how the genius you boasted about was defeated by me, just like him, like a dog------"

Long Qing looked at Xi Peng with disdain.

The knuckles of Xi Peng's hand holding the ball bag are bulging, and the veins are swollen.

"Hey, kid, don't be so crazy." Chen Song interrupted what Long Qing had said loudly, "Don't use the second generation of Longma."

Long Qing stared sideways at Chen Song, saw that Chen Song was also carrying a ball bag, and sneered, "So you can play ball, why do you want to vent your anger on him? Strength is everything on the court, winners and losers, what do I want to say Whatever you say."

Walking in front of Chen Song step by step, Long Qing first sized Chen Song up, and then smiled with contempt, "You want to be a dog too? A lost dog -----"

The reborn Chen Song has never been so angry.

Wang Borong's face was flushed with anger, but he didn't dare to push Chen Song to fight, he was afraid that Chen Song would be ridiculed and humiliated if he lost.

"I don't know who it is, whether it's a human or a dog." Chen Song clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were cold, "Let's play a round."

"Pine nuts, good job."

Wang Borong cheered up, looking at Long Qing with a fierce look.

Outside the crowd, Han Bin clicked his tongue and asked the people around him, "Your family is going to be broken here this time------"

"No." Ji Zhun stared at the field, "Being a dog is not suitable for him."

Han Bin stared at the venue with great interest, "I didn't expect to see such a show. Look, it's good to come out with me, right? But Ji Zhun, your little boy seemed to be protecting you just now... .”

"Shut up!" Ji Zhun looked coldly at Han Bin who kept chattering.

The score in the arena was three to zero, Wang Bo was sweating anxiously, but he didn't dare to disturb Chen Song, and kept thinking about it.

Long Qing serves.

Long Qing, who had just finished three sets, was in good condition, but his physical strength would make it impossible for him to play another three sets. Chen Song called for one set, which suited his appetite and was a quick win.

"It's the fourth ball, it's impossible for you to catch it." Long Qing affirmed.

In the face of Long Qing's provocative assertion, Chen Song was not affected at all. In his eyes, the flying ball seemed to slow down several times. plan it out.

boom!

Received, the ball hit back.

"Pine nut cow!"

Wang Borong yelled excitedly, because the voice that had been suppressed for too long seemed a bit high-pitched, but everyone was enthusiastic, and no one would laugh at Wang Borong.

Xi Peng stood in the distance, just after the match, this Long Qing also provocatively asserted again and again, he seemed to be possessed by a demon at that time, even doubting himself.Seeing the dazzling Chen Song on the court, Xi Peng's eyes became hot. He used to be so focused and dazzling, but he listened to his mother and let go of tennis......

"Good shot!" Han Bin shouted happily outside the field, "As expected of me, it's a good job, and I didn't embarrass Licheng. But this Long Qing talks a lot of nonsense------"

"He's hinting psychologically." Ji Zhun said calmly: "His golf skills are better than ordinary middle school students, but they haven't reached the extreme. He said so much on the field, but he just wants to hit the opponent from the momentum and make the opponent doubt himself."

"Chen Song did a great job."

The last sentence, Ji Zhun expressed some appreciation.

The score on the field became three to one.

Long Qing looked relaxed, "Let me give you a ball, and you won't receive it again----"

"Stop talking nonsense." Chen Song didn't bother to listen to Long Qing's talk, "Is it fun to slap your face? Keep nagging, do you still want to slap?"

Long Qing's face turned blue from choking.

Chen Song serves.

The ball bounces between the palm and the ground, throws up, jumps up, the right arm holding the racket is pulled back into a half-moon arc, the legs are slightly bent, the whole body forms a beautiful C shape, and the racket is vigorously swung.

boom!

The impact of the ball was extremely powerful, and it formed an afterimage at a high speed, which directly landed on Long Qing's backcourt.

Long Qing didn't receive it, and his expression was a little dazed.

"Damn it, Aisiu!"

"Who is this kid? He's so powerful?"

"When did our Jiang De make such a powerful blackmail, I have never heard of it, what is it called Song----"

"Chen Song, Chen Song! My brother Chen Song!" Wang Borong was so excited that the veins on his neck were bulging, "Brother Song Zier won and I will take you to eat meat!"

Off-site discussions were in full swing.

Since that Aisi ball, Chen Song has been invincible and overtook the score.

Three to five, Chen Song only needs to win one more goal to end the game.

"You will never catch this ball." Chen Song held the ball and smiled at Long Qing, "Do you believe it?"

Long Qing's face was pale, and he tightened his grip on the racket. If the opponent was still the Aisi ball ---------

Some people outside the arena had started to call Chen Song's name, among which Wang Borong's voice was the most, his unprecedented enthusiasm seemed to overwhelm Chen Song.

The same half-moon posture volleying in the air, the same radian and its beautiful c-shape, the same --------

"Aceball!!!"

"Three to six, Chen Song won!"

"This game is so good, Banyue Ai Siqiu has become Chen Song's symbol."

Enjoying the joy of victory, Chen Song showed his white teeth. He was lucky to succeed in pretending for the first time, otherwise he would be slapped in the face. Afterwards, Wang Borong heard it and asked Chen Song, "Do you have any shame?"He was chased by Chen Song for a stop.

"Boy, don't pretend." Chen Song broke through the crowd's congratulations, and looked at Long Qing who was wearing a hood, "Play well, and don't say anything bad."

The only response to Chen Song was that Long Qing gave him a cold look, then turned and left.

The crowd dispersed in the arena, and Chen Song, who was much more empty, saw Ji Zhun's tall figure outside the mottled and rusted iron net at a glance. Seeing him looking over, he seemed to be smiling at himself?

Chen Song was a little dazzled, but Ji Zhun's smile was actually baring his teeth.

A little white.

Chen Song hesitated for a second, then ran over with hooves.

"I won."

With a beaming face, Chen Song thought to himself, did you invite me in for nothing? !

"know."

Did you know before the fight, or after the fight?Chen Song scratched his head, and Wang Borong came over next to him, "Song Zier, it's noon, buddy treats you to some meat."

Han Bin, who had a low sense of presence, said loudly: "Hey, didn't you two see me?"

Chen Song was a little embarrassed, I really didn't see Han Bin, this guy is obviously not short, if he was placed in the crowd, he would be one of the early ones, but it was strange just now, I really didn't notice it.

But I can't say that, Chen Song greeted Han Bin with a laugh, and Han Bin insisted on asking Chen Song to treat him to dinner.

Chen Song looked embarrassed, he brought five yuan when he went out.

"I treat you." Ji Zhun made a final decision.