Who would still play tennis after being reborn?

Chapter 4 Please give me more advice
The tennis courts inside are not large, with only three indoor courts. Behind the plaza, there are seven or eight outdoor courts, brightly lit, illuminating the area behind the plaza as if it were broad daylight.

Through the entire glass wall, you can see several outdoor courts where matches are being played, and a lot of spectators are gathered around the courts.

As long as it doesn't intentionally affect the operation of the tennis court, Tennis Tennis Court does not restrict the entry of spectators. This can be considered part of the marketing strategy, and many of Tennis Tennis Court's paying users come from these spectators.

The fees for indoor and outdoor courts are about the same; it mainly depends on personal preference.

Some people prefer the outdoors and the feeling of being the center of attention, while others who dislike being in the spotlight choose to stay indoors.

However, on sunny days, more people choose outdoor courts. Indoor courts are limited by ceiling height, and even with special design, they cannot compare to outdoor courts in terms of openness and view.

"Brother Xiao is back?"

"Xiao Fan, I heard you got third place in the competition. You truly deserve to be the face of our tennis enthusiast group, you're amazing!"

"It was alright, alright, but I didn't perform too well."

Faced with praise, Xiao Fan behaved quite modestly, constantly greeting others.

It's clear that Xiao Fan is a regular at the Tennis Tennis Center. He knows almost everyone who plays there, and they all pay attention to him, even for small matches.

You can tell that from the receptionist.

At this moment, Xiao Fan's status in everyone's hearts is like that of the only college student from the village. After hearing that he had achieved a third-place finish, everyone was very proud.

"You've arranged to play a match tonight?"

Only then did people notice Gu Cheng following behind Xiao Fan.

"That's it!"

Xiao Fan explained with a smile, "I just ran into him outside. I didn't have any appointments with anyone, so I pulled him in."

"Hey guys, I'm off to the court now."

After chatting briefly with passersby, Xiao Fan and his companion arrived at an indoor basketball court. After warming up a bit, they stood at opposite ends of the court.

"My name is Xiao Fan, from Ningda University. What's yours?"

While trying to get a feel for the ball, Xiao Fan looked up and asked.

"Gu Cheng is still in his first year of high school."

Gu Cheng used Xiao Fan's spare racket. After kneading the strings a few times, he roughly determined that the string tension should be around 60 pounds. In addition, Xiao Fan is not particularly strong. Based on these two points, he could roughly judge that Xiao Fan is a net-playing player.

The choice of racket tension is basically related to the habits of tennis players.

When choosing a tennis racket, the string tension is often the most easily overlooked factor.

When people chat on the court, they often ask each other, "How many pounds are you strung?" "I'm strung 70 pounds, what about you?" "Wow! You're strung so stiffly, are your hands okay? I'm only strung 55 pounds."

Actually, this way of asking the question is completely wrong; the weight of the thread used for threading is important.

The string tension is inversely proportional to control and hitting power. Lower tension results in better elasticity and greater power, making it suitable for baseline attacks; higher tension provides better ball control, making it suitable for players who play at the net.

Most rackets are recommended to be strung at a tension of 55 to 65 pounds or 50 to 60 pounds. Beginners are generally better off choosing a racket with a lower tension, as this allows them to gain extra power from the string bed by reducing the string tension. At the same time, a racket with a larger face can also improve control.

Of course, if you are confident in your arm strength, you can increase the weight appropriately.

This varies from person to person.

Xiao Fan was slightly surprised: "First year of high school? You're so young. I thought you were already a senior or even in college like me."

"By the way, that racket is my spare, strung at around 59 pounds. If you're not used to it, I can ask the receptionist to borrow a racket with your usual tension for you to use?"

"No need, this one is fine." Gu Cheng shook his head and refused. The racket he used before was 62 pounds, which was slightly higher than the one Xiao Fan used, but considering that his physical condition might not be as good as the one in the world of Prince of Tennis, choosing a lower tension was acceptable.

The key is that once you reach a certain level, you don't really care about the racket tension anymore; after playing a few balls, you can basically find the most comfortable power to hit the ball.

However, it's only because he plays basketball regularly and has decent physical strength that 59 pounds is a bit too high for someone who hasn't played tennis much. Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Don't push yourself too hard. A weight you don't usually use can greatly affect your performance."

"Really, there's no need." Gu Cheng shook his head.

"That's fine."

Xiao Fan didn't insist, but said, "Since that's the case, let's officially begin. However, we're just playing for fun, so there aren't many complicated rules. You can serve first."

Should I serve first?

Gu Cheng paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No need. Let's follow the rules and treat every match as an official one."

In official tennis matches, there are rules regarding who serves first. The winner determines the serve or the right to choose the court by flipping a coin or spinning their racket. The winner gets to choose whether to serve or receive, while the loser gets to choose the court first.

Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "In that case, let's spin the racket."

The two players approached the net, and Xiao Fan held his racket upside down and spun it on the court.

"Which?"

"Smooth".

After spinning a few times, the racket suddenly fell to the ground with a thud.

"It's Rough, I'll serve first, you choose your side!"

"I'll take this court."

"Row."

After deciding who would serve first, the two players returned to the baseline.

This extremely formal scene left the group of people who had come to watch Xiao Fan's match looking at each other in bewilderment.

In the past, when they played matches, whether it was serving or choosing sides, it was basically just a matter of talking; there was no need to make it so complicated.

"You know what, it really does feel like a professional match."

"Let's try it next time. It may be amateur, but it won't stop us from doing it properly."

"You can give it a try. It sounds quite impressive, but the English is a bit awkward to pronounce. However, saying it in Chinese feels a bit less powerful."

"But this guy is a bit too confident! He didn't even take the first serve in the match against Xiao Fan. He might get beaten so badly in the return game that he'll start to question his existence."

In tennis, the side that goes first has a certain advantage. Putting aside everything else, just having control of the game is enough to make both sides fight it out.

Xiao Fan didn't think much about it. The advantage of starting first is only for two players of similar strength. If there is a big difference in strength, starting first or starting later doesn't make any difference.

Ignoring the murmurs around him, Gu Cheng stood at the baseline, feeling as if he were back in the world of Prince of Tennis, standing on the court, with the sound of tennis balls cutting through the air and rackets hitting the ball constantly echoing in his ears.

Gu Cheng took a deep breath, calmed himself down, raised his head to face Xiao Fan, and said slowly in an almost serious tone, "Please give me your guidance!"

Xiao Fan was stunned. He suddenly had a feeling that Gu Cheng, who was standing opposite him, had become a completely different person. His aura was just like that of those world-class professional players, sharp and filled with an aggressive feeling that made it hard for people to breathe.

"This guy……"

After a long pause, Xiao Fan finally came to his senses. His expression instantly turned serious, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the tennis ball.

At this moment, Gu Cheng bowed slightly, his eyes fixed on Xiao Fan's every move.

The moment the ball struck the sideline, Gu Cheng's body seemed to have a memory, and he quickly ran towards the sideline.

The moment the fluorescent yellow tennis ball bounced off the ground, Gu Cheng swiftly swung his racket, the racket tracing a semi-circle around his body in the air.

Bang!
With a crisp sound of the ball hitting the court, the tennis ball flew out, cutting through the air, and headed straight for Xiao Fan's right baseline under the illumination of countless lights.

(End of this chapter)