tennis giant

Chapter 12 Complete Victory 2
"Hey, where did this kid come from? He seems to be very strong. Even Lao Song is no match for him."

"It's a child of Lao An's family, named An Sheng."

"His strength is really great, especially his technical moves. Why does he look so professional? He can't be a professional tennis player, can he?"

"Cut! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, look at his figure, so thin, how could he be a professional athlete? But then again, his technical moves are really beautiful, maybe he went to tennis school to learn it Bar."

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After winning this key point strongly, An Sheng's performance also aroused heated discussions among everyone, especially his standard technical moves, which became the focus of everyone's attention.

Some people even say that he is a professional athlete, or that he specializes in tennis.

But if they knew that An Sheng had just started to play tennis three days ago, they would probably be shocked.

Back in the game, An Sheng was in full swing, while Song Jinhui, who was facing him, was ashamed and no longer had the vigor he had before.

Under such circumstances, the game also lost its suspense.

Next, An Sheng relied on his active and tenacious running, as well as his more and more stable return shots, hitting Song Jinhui helplessly, and scored the remaining three points in a row.

In this way, An Sheng won the game perfectly with a score of 6-0.

"Yes!"

An Sheng raised his arms and shouted, not hiding his excitement.

And An Ran also ran over immediately, applauding with An Sheng.

"Sister, have you seen it? I really didn't lie to you. I already have a very good tennis talent. As long as I work hard, I will definitely be able to become a professional athlete in the future."

"I see, I see! You are really great!" An Ran was still excited, and her words were full of joy.

Of course, she no longer doubted An Sheng's talent, but she was still not sure about how high his talent was and whether it was enough to support him in his career.

It's just that, she is still enjoying the joy of victory, so she didn't think about it.

While they were celebrating, Song Jinhui had a dark face and started to pack his equipment by himself, preparing to leave. As the former No.1 in community tennis, he was now defeated by a young boy, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, His mood can be imagined.

But what was surprising was that when Song Jinhui was about to walk out of the tennis court, An Sheng suddenly rushed up. Such a move made many people frown.

They thought that An Sheng was going to ridicule Song Jinhui, which made them feel disgusted.

As a winner, it is true that he can enjoy the joy of victory, but he should never tease the loser, otherwise, he will appear too unmannered, and it can even be said that he is morally problematic.

But they obviously misunderstood, An Sheng didn't mean that, and he didn't notice the expressions of other people at this time.

"Uncle Song, wait a moment."

"Anything else?"

Song Jinhui frowned and looked at An Sheng with a cold look. This was enough for An Sheng to notice and explain quickly.

"Uncle Song, don't get me wrong, I just wanted to ask you after I caught up, if I can still practice with you in the future."

"I've already lost to you, and you still ask me to practice?" Song Jinhui was stunned for a moment, and then asked unceremoniously.

"Uncle, you probably don't know that I've just started learning tennis. Except for the basic serve and forehand and backhand, I haven't learned anything else yet."

"As a tennis master in our community, of course I hope to practice with you so that I can improve my tennis skills."

After listening, Song Jinhui took a serious look at An Sheng, but seeing that his expression was sincere, and there was no other nonsense, he took out a pen and paper from the bag he brought, scribbled a few strokes, and handed it to An Sheng.

"This is my phone number. Normally, I have to go to work and I'm not free, but on weekends, you can call me. If you have time, we can have fun."

"Good."

An Sheng happily put the note away, watched Song Jinhui leave alone, and then slowly walked back to the venue.

Seeing this, of course other people knew that they had misunderstood An Sheng just now, so they changed their expressions, and a few of them walked directly towards An Sheng.

"Hey, little brother, your game skills are very good, do you want to practice with me?"

"Don't! Brother An, don't listen to him. He is a parallel importer. My skills are good. You should fight with me first."

"Old Wang, you are not as disruptive as you are. Besides, my skills are not as good as yours. If you really want to compare them, I am better than you!"

With these two people taking the lead, the others also came to their senses one after another. They all gathered together, vying to play with An Sheng first, and the scene was a little chaotic for a while.

Seeing this, An Sheng looked at An Ran with a wry smile. Unfortunately, An Ran only gave him an encouraging look, but had no intention of coming to help him deal with the situation.

So, he had to come by himself.

"Everyone, don't be arguing. This morning, you will practice here. It's only after 9 o'clock. There is still plenty of time. You can come one by one in time."

"Brother An is right, stop arguing, it will be your turn anyway, so just come one by one."

Hearing what he said, everyone finally stopped arguing, but they still had some disputes over the ranking. In the end, An Sheng had to decide, and they had nothing to say.

And An Sheng didn't break his promise. In the following time, he fought them one by one, and didn't stop to rest until everyone had practiced with him.

It is worth mentioning that although these middle-aged uncles are not very good at tennis, they are all veterans who have played tennis for several years. The shortest time is more than half a year. qualified.

Furthermore, compared to them, his sister An Ran's tennis skills are somewhat inferior. This is a fact.

What's more, even though it's summer vacation, she always has her own things to do. It's impossible for An Sheng to force her to practice with him every day.

Thinking of this, An Sheng had an idea and proposed to set up a WeChat group. If everyone is free, they can make an appointment to practice together.

And his proposal was unanimously approved by everyone. In fact, they had this idea before, but no one took the lead. Now that An Sheng proposed it, they naturally responded one after another.

Afterwards, An Sheng continued to practice with them, until it was almost 12 noon before he and An Ran went home.

But on the way home, An Ran also asked about his standard technical moves. She knew that An Sheng had only been playing tennis for three days, which inevitably made her a little suspicious.

"An Sheng, you didn't learn tennis before, did you?"

"Sister, stop joking, okay? I don't need to lie to you. I only learn tennis for the last three days." An Sheng replied very seriously.

"But how can you do the movements so standard?"

Hearing this, An Sheng showed a wry smile, "Sister, I don't have any special skills, I just strictly followed the movements in that teaching video, and I learned it quickly."

"Okay, I'll try it later."

An Sheng shook his head, of course he knew very well, without a system, how could she master these technologies in a short time?
In fact, An Sheng did not lie completely. The key point of the reason why he was able to activate the four tennis technical attributes of "pace", "serve", "forehand" and "backhand" in such a short period of time was precisely The reason is that he trains very strictly and accurately according to the movements in the teaching video.

This is also a very important discovery of his. As long as he practices according to the standard movements, he can quickly be recognized by the system.

In fact, this is understandable. After all, the techniques he has learned now are just the most basic tennis techniques. As a system, it is obvious that it will not embarrass the host at this point.

Otherwise, how to keep the enthusiasm of the host?
(End of this chapter)