Return to 2002: Freestyle Superstar

Chapter 10 Reverse love game
"Good shot!"

"Brother Lei, your love game is gone."

"This guy is pretty good. Be careful of Brother Lei getting caught in the love game."

The players of Brother Pingtou were just watching the excitement and started to make noises.

After Chen Ran's perfect blow, the flat-headed brother finally realized that the junior high school boy in front of him was coming with bad intentions, and stopped his contemptuous attitude.

Reverse love game?Brother, don’t you want to lose face?
Chen Ran held the racquet with both hands, bent over, squatted slightly, and stared ahead intently.

Judging from the body movements of the flat-headed brother opposite, this is obviously a standard one-server action.

However, hitting the ball to death with one shot is not the style of an amateur player. After all, even top amateur players have not experienced formal training and have no solid skills. They cannot mobilize their whole bodies and use all their strength to hit the ball like professional players.

Because the success rate will be very low, even professional tennis players will often make mistakes on their first serve.

The flat-headed brother's first serve was also steady, but the ball speed was obviously much faster, reaching 150 kilometers.

This ball speed is still not too difficult in terms of Chen Ran's ability to receive the serve.

He originally wanted to return a flat shot with a deeper landing point, but the flat-headed guy on the opposite side rushed directly to the net after serving completely.

With a serve of this quality, do you also want to use the serve-and-net strategy?
Chen Ran's heart moved slightly, and he returned a half-high ball. Except that the speed was slightly faster, the flight trajectory of the ball was very correct.

The flat-headed brother was overjoyed, thinking that his tactic of serving and hitting the net was successful. He jumped up decisively before the ball hit the ground and stretched out his arm to return a volley.

When Chen Ran saw this, he almost laughed out loud. The quality of the volley ball, the speed was slow, and the angle was not tricky. It was no different from the one thrown in front of him.

In the "simulation training ground", Zhang Depei's volleyball often made him run constantly and was exhausted. If it were replaced with a real venue, he would have cramps several times.

Chen Ran faced the incoming ball and decisively responded with a lob.

The flat-headed guy opened his mouth wide, turned around, and watched helplessly as the ball hit by Chen Ran passed over his head, and then landed firmly in the no man's land (the area between the service line and the baseline).

"Is this kind of weightless feeling really just a junior high school student?" Such thoughts flashed through Brother Pingtou's mind.

The crowd of people watching actually burst into sparse applause.

The score at the moment was 0:30, and Brother Pingtou, who had already lost all his fighting spirit, happily lost two goals in a row, losing the game very simply.

"Brother Lei, it's really a love game, but it's in reverse!" A golfer couldn't help but jokingly shouted.

The flat-headed brother stared angrily: "I'll give you the racket, or you can play!"

The guy who just spoke shook his head like a rattle: "I can't beat him. This is a professional level. Moreover, this young man's serve-receiving skills are better than those of ordinary professional players."

He has also played against professional athletes from several provincial teams, but the opponent's receiving skills are simply not as good as Chen Ran's.

"Boy, are you a professional? Are you new to the provincial team?" Brother Pingtou asked with a bit of curiosity.

"Hehe...he should have a professional level, but he is not on the provincial team yet."

Chen Ran said this deliberately, leaving room for leeway, and raised the tennis racket in his hand: "I just bought it today, and besides the coach, I haven't practiced with anyone else recently, so I wanted to give it a try. hand."

When the flat-headed brother heard what Chen Ran said, his expression actually improved. It seemed that the other party was not deliberately pretending to be a pig to eat the boss to humiliate amateurs like them.

Chen Ran originally planned to practice with several other amateurs, but since he gave the flat-headed brother a reverse "love game" very simply, it didn't make much sense to continue practicing here. Then I found a reason and left.Frankly speaking, Chen Ran was a little disappointed with the standard of these amateur players. They didn't even have the ability to keep up with him for more shots.

But then I thought about it, and the coaching resources he and these amateur players received were completely different.

The cost of personal tennis training has always been very expensive. The coaches of these amateur players may not be very good, but the fees are not expected to be low. If they can train to this level, the cost will be five figures at least.

My coach is a former Grand Slam winner, ranked as high as No. [-] in the world, and I save on venue fees and training fees. More importantly, my training time is unlimited.

"Okay, everything is ready, let's wait for next week's game!" Chen Ran left the court with his racket bag.

What he wants is to make a splash in next week's game, preferably to attract the attention of relevant personnel.

This is mainly because in today's China, the tennis track is indeed not involution. There are too few outstanding talents. In addition, because it is an individual sport, there are fewer shady operations in the dark.

However, this is also due to the regulations of the Professional Tennis Association. Everything only depends on the ATP ranking. In all important competitions, the draw will be determined based on the ATP ranking.This is a real result, without any fraud.

This is not like team sports such as football or basketball, where you can rely on background connections or money and gifts to force a quota. It is also not like table tennis and badminton, where there are too many talents, too involved, and within the system. Relations, the Sports Bureau controls all power of life and death.

Chen Ran's principle is that he can cooperate with the Sports Bureau in the future, but he will never enter the system.

Tennis is free, and Chen Ran doesn't want to be restricted.

As the sun set, he boarded the bus back to Dongzhou City.

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When Chen Ran returned home, it was still empty. His parents were probably still continuing their second career, playing mahjong and playing cards.

That's fine. I don't have to explain myself again. I'm obviously going to the teacher's house to make up lessons, so why am I carrying a tennis racket home?

Chen Ran decisively hid the tennis racket in the closet in his room, and then immediately entered the "simulation training ground" without stopping.

He must use all his time to improve his technical attributes.

"Have you completed your registration?" Zhang Depei stood in the middle of the field and asked with his hands on his hips.

Chen Ran picked up the racket on the ground, stepped forward and nodded.

"Zhang Depei" couldn't help but patted his forehead and sighed: "It's so embarrassing that my proud disciple went to a competition of this level to abuse others."

The characters transformed by this system are actually so intelligent.

Chen Ran bent over slightly and used a tennis racket to directly sweep up the tennis balls on the ground. After bouncing the ball a few times, he said: "It doesn't matter whether you go to high school or not in the future, but you still have to enter the high school gate. Anyway, I can explain it to my family.”

"Let's not talk about this anymore, let's practice football quickly."

He shook the racket in his hand.

There are some words that he would not say to the characters simulated by this system.

For example, with this provincial athlete certificate, Chen Ran can miss the high school entrance examination with valid reasons.

Otherwise, he would have to bite the bullet and take the high school entrance examination, and then get a score that would disappoint teachers and parents?
How to explain such a huge difference in performance?I was born again, have I forgotten everything I learned in junior high school?
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(End of this chapter)