Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 8 Blue Sky Club

Early in the morning on October [-]nd.

Zhang Cheng had eaten breakfast, and Xiao Daimeng hadn't woken up yet due to the holiday, so he left her a note and Zhang Cheng went straight out the door.

He wants to make money.

Zhang Cheng had done a full investigation last night. In Ziwei Star, it is too easy for a tennis player to make money.

In addition to becoming a professional player through the orthodox channel, there will be bonuses in the city competition, provincial competition, and national competition. In addition to some other invitational competitions, a tennis player does not have to worry about food and drink, and can even become rich.

Especially players like Zhang Cheng who have awakened their tennis hearts, if nothing else happens, they will definitely be in the tennis world in the future, and the endorsement fee alone will start at tens of millions.

But for now, Zhang Cheng is not there yet.

Still finishing the daily training first, after having a meal outside at noon, Zhang Cheng put on his tennis bag and walked towards a luxurious building.

"Blue Sky Club!"

A very famous club in Yangcheng.

The boss behind it is Kaohsiung, the richest man in Yangcheng City.

"Welcome sir, what do you need?"

There are two kinds of people who come to Blue Sky Club, one is to make money like Zhang Cheng, and the other is to spend money.

Those who make money are called sparring partners, and they can also be called coaches, and those who spend money are called bosses.

In fact, Zhang Cheng's plan at the beginning was to play black ball underground, but there was no channel, so he declared bankruptcy.

"Excuse me, what is the procedure for a registered coach?"

"Ok?"

The lady at the front desk was stunned, and looked up at Zhang Cheng carefully.

Some handsome, extraordinary temperament, even look a little familiar.

However, this is too young.

"Little brother, how old are you?"

"puff."

little brother?
Zhang Cheng's face darkened, and he said bluntly, "I can beat ten official coaches of your club."

Now, no matter how handsome Zhang Cheng was, the young lady became angry, picked up the phone on the table and dialed directly.

"Coach Zhao, someone is causing trouble."

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Bing froze for a moment.

This is outrageous.

If you don't ask the security guard for trouble, why are you looking for me?

Am I better than the security guard?

But after thinking about the graceful figure of the young lady at the front desk, Zhao Bing still got angry and said forcefully:
"wait for me."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and said to the group of trainee coaches behind him: "Brothers, let's go with my brother."

……

Front desk.

The young lady breathed a sigh of relief, she gave Zhang Cheng a beautiful look, and said bluntly, "Wait."

Soon, the elevator next to it rang, and a group of people came out aggressively.

"Who is making trouble, and people?"

Zhang Cheng looked at Zhao Bing and his group calmly.

He learned last night that the Blue Sky Club has three floors. The services on the first floor are for training or playing with. Only the second floor is a serious coach. Even the third floor is a private place for a group of big bosses. The coaches inside All professional players.

In other words, this group of people are all serious coaches?

The corners of Zhang Cheng's mouth rose slightly, it seemed that he was looking in the right direction.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng went directly to Zhao Bing and said with a smile:

"Hello, is it possible to become a coach by defeating you?"

"Ding, release the mission: strong."

"Strength: Become a serious coach of the Blue Sky Club with thunderous means."

"Reward: Tezuka Domain Memory Disc."

hiss.

Classmate Xiao Wang is caring!
As soon as Zhang Cheng made some achievements in the field of Tezuka, classmate Xiao Wang sent him warmth.

You know, the memory disc is the second stage of the Wang Wang system, and it can only be opened after he joins the main election. Unexpectedly, he was activated in advance!

Zhao Bing was furious. The brat in front of him was quite courageous. As an official coach of the Blue Sky Club, he had never been provoked like this before.

"say."

Zhang Cheng leaned sideways, tilted his head, pulled out his racket and pointed at Zhao Bing.

"Little devil, I can tell you responsibly that you are dead!"

Zhao Bing waved his hand behind him, then looked at the young lady at the front desk.

"what happened?"

The front desk quickly explained the previous matter clearly, and Zhao Bing's face turned cold immediately.

"Boy, there is something."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the elevator, "Come with me."

He has already decided that he must teach the kid in front of him a good lesson.

The second floor.

Empty stadium.

Zhang Cheng and Zhao Bing stood on both sides of the field.

"Little ghost, don't say that uncle bullies you, I'll give you the right to serve."

Zhao Bing had a confident smile on his face, and even waved to the surrounding coaches with some satisfaction.

Just a brat.

He really didn't take it to heart.

"Then thank you uncle."

Zhang Cheng smiled calmly, turned around and came to the bottom corner, patted the ball twice with his left hand, and then bent down to take off.

"boom."

Volley.

The yellow light flashed, and then the tennis ball rolled out at Zhao Bing's feet.

"15-0." The referee quickly pronounced the verdict.

Large clubs are different. There is an electronic scoring screen next to the referee, and the scores look particularly conspicuous.

Zhao Bing's expression changed. Looking at Zhang Cheng's relaxed and relaxed appearance, his eyes became sharper.

Good guy.

He was careless.

"Clap clap clap."

Zhang Cheng patted the ball, this time he changed to a different kind of serve.

boom.

The prince flashed the serve.

Zhao Bing instinctively swung the racket to catch it, and then his face changed. He tilted his head to the side, watching the ball fly out of his eyes.

"30-0."

When the prince serves, he hits it unexpectedly.

Soon, the round was over, and the referee next to him ruthlessly pronounced the sentence:

"Game Zhang Cheng, 1-0."

"Zhang Cheng?"

Zhao Bing's expression changed slightly, and he squinted at Zhang Cheng.

He said that this person looked familiar.

This is not that genius boy!
But isn't Zhang Cheng abolished?

And not left-handed?

"Uncle, it's your turn to serve!"

Zhao Bing took a deep breath and became calm.

So what about geniuses!
A mere junior high school student, Zhao Bing won this game!

"boom."

Ok?
Zhang Cheng swung his racket to catch the ball, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

What a lot of strength.

The strength of this Zhao Bing should be close to 5, which is the strength of the national competition level.

But it's a pity that the skills are too rough, and there is no rotation and internal power added to the huge power.

Zhang Cheng lost his strength slightly, and then ruthlessly fought back.

Several back and forth in a row.

Zhang Cheng found that Zhao Bing's counterattack was getting stronger and stronger, so looking at Zhao Bing who was still in the bottom corner, Zhang Cheng directly put a short ball.

"It's not over yet!"

Zhao Bing went online in an instant, then leaped high, and directly scored the point with a smash.

"15-0."

"Little devil, you are still too young."

After saying this, Zhao Bing retreated to the bottom corner and prepared to serve.

Zhang Cheng had a strange expression on his face.

This person seems to be inflated?
Then, he has to step up his efforts to use the thunder method!
There was a flash of light in Zhang Cheng's eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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(End of this chapter)