Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 24 Zhang Cheng's Domain
"Game Zhang Cheng, 2-0, serve conversion."

Situ's chopping bow was broken, and he even failed to score a point in his own serve.

Zhang Cheng patted the tennis ball lightly, and then hit an ordinary serve.

It was still the combination of speed and strength, Situ had already been beaten by Zhang Cheng to the point of losing his fighting spirit, and Zhang Cheng really didn't intend to leave room for it.

"boom."

3 minute later.

"Game Zhang Cheng, 6-0, the game is over, Zhang Cheng wins."

Zhang Cheng walked towards the pale Situ and held out his hand.

"You played well, you almost got five-five with me."

Situ shook hands dumbly, then turned around with a dejected expression and did not speak.

Zhang Cheng felt a little bored, put away his racket, turned around and walked towards the outside of the court.

Ok?
But when he turned around, a familiar fat figure walked out quickly.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Cheng's mouth.

……

Three in the afternoon.

Joining the last match of the main draw, Zhang Cheng's opponent is Hou Lei, who is also the first main pick he has encountered in so many games.

"Are you the number three singles player in the tennis club?"

Zhang Cheng looked at Hou Lei lazily, and Hou Lei, who was looking at him with a sleepy look on his face, was furious.

This guy is so defiant that he doesn't pay much attention to Hou.

"Zhang Cheng, you still want to join the main election? With me, Hou Lei, you are doomed to lose."

Hou Lei said without shame, completely forgetting that he, the number three singles player, was promoted.

And he can't lose, he has already lost to Jiang Chen in the morning, if he loses again this time, he will be eliminated.

"6-0, I will lose if I let you score a goal."

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the sideline of the bottom corner. The guess just now was right and Hou Lei got the upper hand.

"Game Zhang Cheng vs. Hou Lei. At the end of the game, Hou Lei will serve and Zhang Cheng will come on."

The blatant preference of Wu Gang, the iron-blooded referee, made Hou Lei even more angry.

genius?

What a high-sounding word.

He, Hou Lei, is going to pull down Zhang Cheng, a genius, to slay gods to testify today.

"boom."

A huge roar sounded, Hou Lei deserved to belong to the second team, this ball was almost the same as Situ's chopping bow serve.

However, what he met was Zhang Cheng after all, and it was just an ordinary swing, and the tennis ball was sent back.

"boom."

The mustard tennis balls were moving back and forth on the court. Zhang Cheng stood in the middle of the baseline, and a powerful aura suddenly rolled up around him, attracting all the flying tennis balls invisible.

Zhang Cheng domain!

"boom."

"Game, Zhang Cheng, 1-0."

Outside the No. [-] court, apart from the students from Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School, there were also two old acquaintances of Zhang Cheng among them.

Xiang Yang, Li Sisi, editor-in-chief and reporter of Yangcheng Newspaper.

Obviously, these two bosses of Zhang Cheng's black fans came for Zhang Cheng.

"It's Zhang Cheng's domain."

The camera in Xiang Yang's hand took a quick shot of Zhang Cheng, and his heart was filled with joy.

Alas.

This should be Zhang Cheng's last game.

It should be very attractive for Zhang Cheng to return to Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School Tennis Club. This is another hot search.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang turned his head to look at Li Sisi, "Xiao Li, take more shots, remember to find a chance to interview Zhang Cheng after the competition is over."

"what."

Li Sisi obviously didn't expect such a link, and was suddenly at a loss.

Don't their reporters just take pictures and post them online, and then the content is all made up?
Interview?

Was the interview helpful?
"Oh, how stupid."

Xiang Yang shook his head, but quickly restrained his emotions.

After all, he is an intern who just graduated, so he can understand.

"Go and interview it, and other people who write blindly will find it more reliable."

"Oh, editor-in-chief, what should I do? Do I need to use a beauty trick?"

"puff."

Xiang Yang vomited old blood in his heart.

Beauty plan?
Eldest sister, she is 12 years old.

illegal.

What are you thinking about every day!
But thinking that this is my own person, I calmed down and taught: "Just follow the normal procedure. Of course, you can ask sharper questions, such as the matter between him and Tensor."

"Oh, editor-in-chief, do you have a relationship?"

Li Sisi's small face suddenly became agitated, and her eyes became weird.

"No, he's not Du Fei."

Xiang Yang took a deep breath, and then directly asked his own question: "Just ask him, are you confident to become a minister this year?"

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang chuckled twice.

This is the market acumen of a qualified editor-in-chief, who even has a title in mind.

"The most powerful junior high school student and tough minister."

The subtitle is: "The Story of Zhang Cheng, a Genius Boy."

giao!

Must fire.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang quickly raised his camera and took another snap of Zhang Cheng.

Hou Lei stood on the spot panting, looking at Zhang Cheng's calm expression with ease, his heart skipped a beat.

Not good.

Let him play this weird tennis ball again.

Thinking of this, a ruthless look flashed in Hou Lei's eyes. With the next ball, he must break Zhang Cheng's field.

Zhang Cheng serves.

Still an unremarkable serve.

Hou Lei received the ball, and suddenly a strong spin hit his racket.

Not good, very bad.

This Zhang Cheng has been playing this kind of spin ball since he served.

"boom."

Hou Lei hit the mustard tennis ball towards the bottom corner, however, an inexplicable attraction instantly made the tennis ball deviate from the direction and flew towards Zhang Cheng.

The backhand swings the racket, and the rotation continues to strengthen.

Hou Lei played tricks and used some tricks in his shot this time, and then Zhang Cheng hit a high ball with his next shot.

"It's now."

Hou Lei soared into the air, his whole posture became weird.

The racket is tilted at 45 degrees, and then it is slammed down on the tennis ball.

"Tiger Punch!"

This was a smash, like a tiger descending a mountain, the mustard tennis ball hit the ground instantly and made a loud noise.

The huge spin hit the ground and rolled up dust, and then the tennis ball bounced up and flew towards Zhang Cheng's racket, which had already been in the posture.

Zhang Cheng's eyes were full of confidence. Although this smash was good, it was far from enough for Zhang Cheng's established field.

Now, even Situ's hunt may not be able to penetrate his Zhang Cheng domain, let alone Hou Lei.

"boom."

A huge roar sounded.

This blow is the triple return of the dragon's head up.

Hou Lei was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon showed surprise.

The ball is out of bounds!
Zhang Cheng, he was in a hurry and made a mistake!

However, Wu Gang, the referee on the high chair, was not in a hurry to pronounce the verdict.

Let the tennis ball fly a little longer.

"boom."

It spun extremely fast and then hit the ground, bounced, and finally returned to Zhang Cheng's hands.

Under Hou Lei's ghost-like expression, Wu Gang felt uncomfortable for a while, and then ruthlessly pronounced the sentence:

"15-0."

"Push harder."

Zhang Cheng patted the tennis ball, and then hit it hard.

"boom."

The yellow light flashed past, and Hou Lei didn't even react.

This ball hits the basic three-dimensional gap.

Zhang Cheng's basic three-dimensional is already ahead of most junior high school students, let alone a member of the second team like Hou Lei.

"30-0."

Hou Lei panicked, apparently lacking the confidence he had at the beginning.

Looking at Zhang Cheng's leisurely swing and serve, he tried hard to keep up with the trajectory of the tennis ball with his own eyesight.

"40-0."

"boom."

"Game, Zhang Cheng, 2-0."

Hou Lei took out a tennis ball from his pocket and tried his best to calm down his emotions.

His serve.

This is an opportunity for him.

With a flash of determination in his eyes, Hou Lei hit the ball with all his strength.

Zhang Cheng smiled calmly. He played the ball well, and he has already begun to organize his language and prepare a beautiful Chinese sentence.

"boom."

Rotation is applied again.

With a skill as high as six points, such a skill is easy for Zhang Cheng.

The invisible aura was generated again, and Hou Lei suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

Not just the physical powerlessness of running back and forth, but also the powerlessness of facing an invincible and powerful opponent.

Hou Lei suddenly thought of the scene where Zhang Cheng provoked their ministers earlier.

Now that I think about it, can Tensor really beat Zhang Cheng?
"boom."

"Game Zhang Cheng, 6-0, Zhang Cheng wins."

Wu Gang's sentence was a death sentence for Hou Lei, and the Zhengxuan who had just been promoted this year returned to the second team.

Hou Lei collapsed on the ground panting heavily, looking at Zhang Cheng who was slowly walking towards the net, his face was full of bitterness and said:

"Zhang Cheng, did you use all your strength?"

"Oh?"

The corner of Zhang Cheng's mouth twitched, and he looked at Hou Lei with a serious face.

"Young Master Hou, you are such a little monster. I almost gave up my strength."

"Fuck."

Hou Lei's face darkened, he refused even a peaceful handshake, turned around and left the court without looking back.

Zhang Cheng didn't care, but his eyes were full of excitement.

Finally, he joined the main election of the tennis club.

The mission he released just after he came here was finally completed.

Then, the next is Tensor, and Tanaka Ken.

"Ding, the main selection task for joining the tennis club has been completed, and the rewards have been issued, do you want to receive it?"

"receive."

With a slight movement of mind, Zhang Cheng, who felt that his physical fitness had improved slightly, showed a satisfied smile.

Finally, the base [-]D values ​​got another boost in October.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng immediately turned around with a smile on his face and walked towards the outside of the arena. What he was thinking about was what to eat with Xiaodaimeng tonight.

Ok?
However, before he even walked out of the stadium, a slender figure of noodles approached him.

This is the big ~ ~ sister?
Are you my fan?
However, it's not that big.

But in the end, he is still his fan. Zhang Cheng, as a fanatic, looked at Li Sisi who came before him and said first:

"Don't take it off, sign the bag, and bring the pen."

Li Sisi looked confused, but her basic qualities as a reporter made her react instantly, and raised the microphone to Zhang Cheng's lips:
"Zhang Cheng, I'm Li Sisi, a reporter from the Yangcheng Newspaper. I've been waiting for you for 2 minutes. I want to interview you briefly."

Yangcheng newspaper?

"Speak." Zhang Cheng pulled the microphone away, his face full of peace.

Li Sisi pondered for a moment, and then said in surprise: "I don't know what Zhang Cheng thinks about the basic relationship between me and Tensor?"

Zhang Cheng: "???"

Then his face darkened, he turned and left.

Made mentally retarded, it turns out that you NCs are messing with me online!
I really want to hit you in the face with a prince serve!
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(End of this chapter)