tennis giant

Chapter 9 The number one master?

"He is the champion of our community tennis tournament?"

"Yes, it's him!"

After getting the exact answer, when An Sheng looked at Song Jinhui again, his eyes were different.

Just now, he had already defeated his sister An Ran, but he did not display his full strength, so that An Ran still had doubts about his talent.

An Sheng was still thinking, how can he explain to his sister, and how can he prove his talent?And now, the answer appears to be yes.

"Heh, you're the daughter of Lao An's family, right? You're pretty handsome, but this tennis court is not owned by your family. Shouldn't you also give up your seats and let us play?"

"That's right, these days, I've seen all of you playing ball here, and now it's our turn."

Song Jinhui took the lead, and a group of people followed suit. This was a bit of a bully, and it made An Sheng feel very uncomfortable, not to mention that the person they were bullying was his sister?
But An Sheng hadn't stepped forward yet, but his sister An Ran was not afraid and stood up quite forcefully.

"Hmph! This tennis court is indeed not owned by our family, but it's not yours either, right? As a public facility, whoever comes first can play, so why should I give it to you?"

An Ran stuck her waist in and directly pushed them back.

For some reason, the word "shrew" suddenly popped up in An Sheng's mind, and he couldn't help laughing, but he didn't come out immediately.

"What you said is wrong. If it is normal, it is no problem for you to come to play. This course is originally public, but this weekend, you have to let those of us who usually go to work have fun, right?"

"Humph!"

An Ran snorted coldly and didn't say anything, but judging from her appearance, it was obvious that she would not give in easily.

In fact, if Song Jinhui and the others spoke well, neither An Ran nor An Sheng would embarrass them, but they were so aggressive when they came up, and no one would be happy.

"Well, it's meaningless for us to be so stiff. Since we all want to play tennis, it's very simple. Why don't we just play a game, whoever wins can occupy the court, how about it?"

Seeing the stalemate between the two sides, Song Jinhui didn't want to waste time and proposed his solution. The reason why he proposed this was obviously because he was very confident in his skills.

Hearing this, An Ran was a little hesitant. She had seen Song Jinhui play before, and knew his strength. Of course, she also knew that she was not his opponent, but if she asked her to step aside like this, she felt that she had lost face. .

"Hey! Girl, are you afraid? If you are afraid, get out of the way."

"Hehe, she must be scared. Brother Song is the number one expert in our community. She is a little girl. How can she be the opponent of Brother Song?"

"Nonsense! I will be afraid of you? Come on!"

An Ran couldn't stand their verbal stimulation, so she agreed impulsively.

"Okay! Girl, I won't bully you either. It's up to you to decide how to match this match." Song Jinhui said pretending to be magnanimous.

"Hmph! Just hit ten balls, one serve per person, whoever gets 6 points first wins."

"can."

Seeing that they settled the deal in a few words, An Sheng on the side was a little dumbfounded.

"Sister, can you beat him?"

"Can't win."

"Then you still agreed to play with him?" An Sheng asked in surprise.

"If you can't win, you have to fight!"

"Ok."

An Sheng actually knew that his sister was very strong and a face-saving person, but she would not show it in front of her family, just like when she lost to him just now, she was not angry, but when facing outsiders She won't give up when she is in love.

And the game started immediately, Song Jinhui "kindly" let An Ran serve first, but this made her a little embarrassed, there was no way, who told her that she couldn't serve properly?
However, An Ran did not refuse. Anyway, sooner or later, it was the same whether it was the first or the late one. Moreover, she knew that she could not win, but she was just angry.

Sure enough, when An Ran used her unique way of serving, it immediately aroused their laughter.

An Sheng wanted to laugh too, but after hearing their ridicule, his complexion immediately became ugly, and he made up his mind that he must make them look good later.

After seeing An Ran's serve, Song Jinhui, who was still a little nervous, immediately relaxed, and then saw him take a few steps forward, swinging the racket comfortably, and the tennis ball was straight. Fly to the bottom corner on the right.

An Ran tried her best to chase back, but unfortunately, she didn't move fast enough, so she didn't catch up and lost the first point.

An Sheng, who was watching carefully from the sidelines, could also see that An Ran's serve method was completely non-threatening in the game, but on the contrary, it would give the opponent a very good chance to score.

This is because, according to the rules of tennis, when serving, you can only serve the ball to the service area on the court. If it is a normal serve, the speed and power of the ball will be enough to make the opponent afraid and dare not enter the court easily. .

But now, because An Ran's serve is not strong enough, and there is no change in rotation or angle, Song Jinhui can calmly run into the field and hit the line and landing point he wants.

And because the ball lands in the teeing area, not far from the middle net belt, his return ball will reach the opponent's court more quickly, especially when he hits a straight line, leaving An Ran The time will be shorter.

Just like his hitting just now, because the time was too short, An Ran didn't have time to run to the hitting position, and there was no chance to hit back at all.

"Girl, I'm not talking about you, you're just giving me points with your serve!"

"Stop talking nonsense, it's your turn to serve!"

An Ran was a little angry, but the facts made her unable to refute and felt very uncomfortable.

"Hehe, okay, then I'll let you see what a real serve is."

As he spoke, Song Jinhui patted the ball habitually, then sent the ball up with his left hand, and when it just fell, he swung the racket suddenly and made a muffled sound.

"Oh!"

The tennis ball quickly landed on the opposite service area, then bounced high and flew off the court.

"This is, serve from the outside corner?"

An Sheng was a little unsure of its specific name. To put it simply, it was to hit the ball to the outside of the teeing area, causing the tennis ball to fly out of the court after it bounced off the ground.

What is certain is that such a serve requires certain skills, or a high degree of proficiency, otherwise, it will be difficult to grasp the accurate landing point.

And Song Jinhui deserved to be the champion of their community competition. With his serve alone, I am afraid that among the tennis fans in their community, not many people can catch it.

Without any suspense, An Ran didn't catch his serve, and even her racket didn't touch the ball, allowing Song Jinhui to complete a beautiful ace!

The next match was also uneventful, whether it was An Ran's serve or Song Jinhui's serve, he won with one shot, without giving her a chance to resist at all.

"Okay girl, please get out of the way."

An Ran's face was pale, she didn't want to, but she lost all the losses, and it was a complete defeat, what else could she do?
"and many more!"

At this time, An Sheng finally stood up.

(End of this chapter)