Who would still play tennis after being reborn?

Chapter 27 Zhang Ming Comes to No.1 Middle School

Seven forty in the morning.

While the students were still doing their morning reading, a black van slowly drove into the gate of the school and finally stopped in front of the school's administration building.

As Zhang Ming got out of the van, listening to the sound of students reciting their lessons coming from the direction of the teaching building, he remarked with some emotion, "I don't know why, but the moment I stepped into the campus, I felt a lot younger."

"You're not that old to begin with," Liu Xing chuckled. "If you really think about it, someone your age would be a graduate student."

"Different."

Zhang Ming shook his head: "Back then, in order to play professionally, I went abroad very early. You know, high schools abroad are completely different from those in China. High schools in the United States have dedicated tennis teams. There is very little time for reading and writing every day. Most of the time is spent practicing tennis or playing matches to accumulate points for ATP tournaments. I didn't live a normal student's life at all."

"Actually, I still really want to experience a normal college life, enjoy my carefree youth, and have a passionate romance like in my student days, but unfortunately..."

"It's probably impossible in this lifetime."

Zhang Ming's voice gradually lowered, as if he were immersed in those beautiful aspirations he had never experienced.

Liu Xing glanced at the azure sky: "Isn't it fine now? Everyone makes different choices. You chose to play professional tennis, while the vast majority of people choose to stay on campus."

You gain some things, and naturally you lose others. Think about your classmates from back then; while they were still studying in school or struggling to make a living, you had already traveled the world, gained countless fans and accolades, and lived a life many people only dream of.

"You envy them, but they may envy you even more. Everyone has their own difficulties."

“Yes,” Zhang Ming looked up, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes, “but sometimes I still wonder, what would I be like now if I had chosen a different path? Maybe I would have graduated from a vocational college and gone home to inherit the family business?”

Liu Xing suddenly felt like hitting someone, then remembered that this guy's family owned a factory.

However, if Zhang Ming's family didn't own a factory, they probably wouldn't be able to support his dream of becoming a professional gamer!
Zhang Ming took a deep breath, seemingly pulling himself out of his thoughts. "However, I'm not here to lament these things today."

He laughed and said, "We're here today to show off in front of everyone, or to put it bluntly, to be pretentious!"

"Watch your mouth, this is a school, don't say things like that."

Liu Xing smiled helplessly, but upon closer reflection, he realized that Zhang Ming was only twenty-four or twenty-five years old; he was just a young man who hadn't grown up yet.

Compared to young people of the same age, he has traveled a little more and gained a little more fame.

As the two were talking, Wei Wentao rushed over with several school leaders: "Old Liu, you guys... I told you to tell me when you were coming, why are you here so early?"

"Our leader originally planned to hold a welcoming ceremony outside, but now..."

Wei Wentao slapped his thigh, looking annoyed.

Liu Xing smiled and stepped forward to shake hands with Wei Wentao: "We're all old friends, there's no need for any welcome or not."

"I mainly woke up early, and since I had nothing else to do, I thought I'd come early to check it out and experience the learning atmosphere." Zhang Ming, standing to the side, took the blame upon himself.

He may be a star in the tennis world, but in front of these big names in Ningbo's education sector, he is still just a junior.

What kind of logic is it for elders to greet younger people?

At this moment, Zhang Ming gave him plenty of face.

Wei Wentao glanced gratefully at Zhang Ming, then introduced the school leaders behind him. The principal of No. 1 Middle School, Deng Yunhua, along with two vice-principals, the director of studies, Chen Qingsheng, and three grade-level directors, plus Wei Wentao, the physical education teacher, made up almost half of the school's leadership.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while at the entrance of the administration building, the group went upstairs to a small conference room to discuss some matters related to the upcoming lecture.

After the discussion was completed, the grade directors notified the homeroom teachers of each class.

Less than five minutes into the first class in the morning, a piercing loudspeaker blared in the classroom, followed by a teacher's call to action: "Everyone, assemble on the playground."

Zhang Xiantu seemed to have anticipated this. After the announcement from the loudspeaker ended, he glanced at the audience and, once the classroom quieted down, announced: "Current professional male tennis player Zhang Ming has arrived at the school and will be giving a lecture on the main playground to share some knowledge about tennis and promote tennis culture. After the lecture, all students who have registered should go to the tennis courts. As for whether you can play, that's up to luck."

"The rest of you, if you're interested, you can go watch the game live. If you're not interested, you're free to do whatever you want, but you're not allowed to leave the school without permission, or even climb over the wall to go online. If anyone is caught, it will be announced to the whole school, and your parents will have to come to the school for a chat, so..."

Zhang Xiantu's gaze swept across the audience: "Think about the consequences before you go out. Don't come crying to me after you've been reported."

"above."

"Everyone proceed to the playground in an orderly manner."

As soon as Zhang Xiantu finished his announcement, a commotion broke out in the classroom.

"Really coming?"

Holy crap! This school is awesome!

Yu Xinjie excitedly slapped the desk, and the others also made a ruckus. Compared to Yu Xinjie's excitement, everyone else's points of excitement were obviously different.

One group was filled with anticipation at seeing their idol, while the others knew that they wouldn't have to attend class that morning. Even if the lecture was boring, the thought of having free time after the lecture made them jump around excitedly.

Even though Zhang Xiantu was watching closely, he still couldn't suppress this surging tide.

Everyone proceeded towards the playground in an orderly fashion. As Yu Xinjie walked out of the classroom, Zhang Xiantu called out to him, "Did you bring your racket?"

"Bring it."

"Take it if you brought it. You're scheduled for the first session after the lecture ends," Zhang Xiantu said with a slight smile.

Yu Xinjie was stunned for a moment, and Li Yang, who had just followed him over, suddenly patted him on the shoulder: "Damn, what are you standing here for? Hurry up and get your racket."

Yu Xinjie then realized what was happening, thanked Zhang Xiantu, and hurriedly ran to his desk. A short while later, he carried his racket and rushed to the playground.

After the students left, Zhang Xiantu confirmed that no one was hiding in the classroom and followed the students to the playground.

The location is the same as during recess exercises, but the students are not as close together as during recess exercises; basically, all the classes are right next to each other.

They're the kind of students who could easily reach out and bump into other students from the next class.

The playground was still quite noisy at this time, but when Chen Dahei stood up from the platform and his gaze swept across the audience, the entire playground fell silent.

"Sigh~"

The strong men of Douzong are so terrifying!
One glance was enough to make countless Battle Kings and Battle Emperors tremble in fear, not daring to make the slightest sound.

(End of this chapter)