Who would still play tennis after being reborn?

Chapter 7 Because of Trouble

tennis court.

In the underground parking lot, a Bentley with wings came to a steady stop in its parking space. The driver, wearing white gloves and a suit, quickly got out of the car. Just as he was about to open the car door, the door was forcefully pushed open from the inside, and an eight or nine-year-old boy quickly tumbled out of the car.

"Uncle Lu, I told you to hurry up! What time is it? Why do you have to park in the underground garage? I finally found out that Xiao Fan is back in Ningbo. If he leaves soon, my trip will have been for nothing."

The kid was carrying a racket and kept grumbling.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's my fault, it's my fault." The middle-aged man, referred to as Uncle Lu, quickly apologized, his face full of helplessness.

"I'll go up first."

"Young master, please slow down."

"I know, I'm not a child anymore."

The boy looked impatient, waved his hand, and ran towards the elevator, disappearing in no time.

The driver closed the car door, locked the car, and quickly followed.

But by the time he arrived at the elevator, the kid had already boarded the elevator going up.

The driver had no choice but to take out his phone and send a voice message: "Young Master, don't run around. If President Xia finds out when we get back, you'll definitely get a scolding, and I'll get scolded along with you."

"Okay, okay, I didn't wander off. I stayed right here at the Tennis Tennis Center."

Xia Mingxuan sent a voice message to Uncle Lu using his smartwatch, then stepped out of the elevator.

Hello! Welcome!

The elevator was right to the right of the reception desk. When she saw a customer coming up, the receptionist immediately gave a professional smile. However, after seeing that the person was a child, she paused for a moment and then quickly asked, "Um... little friend, where are your family members?"

"My driver is right behind us, he'll be up in a bit."

The receptionist was a little surprised when she heard that the other person had a personal driver, but she had been working at the Tennis Tennis Center for quite some time, so she quickly recovered and smiled, saying, "Is this your first time here?"

"More or less!" Xia Mingxuan replied casually.

"Are you planning to learn tennis? If it's your first time, we offer two trial lessons. I can arrange a coach for you."

Xia Mingxuan shook his head and said, "No need, I have a personal coach at home."

"Then you...?" the receptionist asked hesitantly.

Xia Mingxuan said, "I heard from a classmate who is training here that Xiao Fan came here to practice. Is he still here? If not, I'll be leaving."

"You're a fan of Xiao Fan?"

The receptionist paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "He is here, but he's currently playing a match. If you want him to give you some pointers, you'll have to ask him."

"what?"

Xia Mingxuan shook his head like a rattle-drum: "I'm not his fan. I just heard from my coach that Xiao Fan is one of the better professional players in Ningbo. He's better than our coach, so I wanted to see just how good he really is."

"Since he's here, which stadium is he at? Can I go in and take a look? Is there a fee?"

"I don't have any money on me, you can ask my driver for it later."

The receptionist was speechless for a moment, thinking that such a young child was talking like an adult. But he was a guest, and a rich family's child at that. Although they had hired a personal trainer, she was still patiently serving him, just in case Xiao Fan signed up for their courses.

"Of course you can go in and take a look."

"If you're just watching the game, it's free here, unless you want to rent the court to play or sign up for our training courses."

After saying that, she pointed in the direction of the indoor court: "As for Xiao Fan, he likes the innermost court. You can go and take a look."

"Thank you!"

As he spoke, Xia Mingxuan dashed toward the court like a rabbit.

Xia Mingxuan had just run towards the indoor court when his driver, Lu Youwei, rushed over: "Um... hello, I saw another one..."

"Are you looking for a kid who's eight or nine years old and carrying a tennis racket?" The receptionist guessed who Lu Youwei was just by looking at his clothes and pointed towards the indoor court: "He just went in."

"Thank you, but it's too much trouble for you to lick it. That kid is usually very restless."

"You are welcome."

The receptionist shook her head: "And she didn't cause me any trouble at all. She was actually quite polite and even thanked me when I left."

Hearing this, Lu Youwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Xia Mingxuan ran into the innermost indoor court, he saw a crowd of men, women, and children watching. He quickly ran to an empty spot and just in time to see Gu Cheng hit the final serve. He was immediately stunned: "So cool! Holy crap! Awesome!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Youwei, who had followed, covered his forehead and smiled wryly.

Where did you learn such swear words?!
On the court, Xiao Fan stared blankly at the racket on the ground, his face filled with disbelief.

"Spin serve?" "That's a spin serve!"

He wasn't sure, but he couldn't think of any other possible serve besides an outside spin serve that bounced directly towards his face in the opposite direction.

Many top-ranked professional tennis players can execute this serve.

For example, Swiss tennis star Roger Federer is a master of using topspin serves. His topspin serves are known for their strong spin and speed, leaving many opponents helpless.

However, this type of serve is known in reality as the sidespin serve, a variation of the Kick Serve. Both are highly consistent in their technical principles, emphasizing the unpredictability of spin and bounce.

However, compared to an outside spin serve, a sidespin serve is obviously not as exaggerated. The change in direction is relatively slight, making it difficult to achieve the effect of bouncing towards the face.

Gu Cheng's serve just now had much stronger spin than the so-called inside topspin serve, and the change of direction after bouncing was also more exaggerated. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it an outside spin serve.

Even Roger Federer probably couldn't hit a shot like that.

The fact that he had achieved this from a high school student is a testament to the shock Xiao Fan felt.

luck?

still?

Xiao Fan dared not think about it. If it was just luck, that would be easy to explain. After all, in any ball sport, there are times when luck leads to shots that defy the laws of physics.

But if it weren't for luck...

Good heavens, how strong is this guy?

Is this guy still a high school student?
Needless to say, the others were all gaping so wide their mouths could practically fit a goose egg.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The crowd stared blankly at the field, no one daring to believe what they were seeing. It took a long time before the crowd erupted in a clamor.

"Holy crap... that's a sidespin serve?"

"Twist Serve is a team that only a few professional players can achieve?"

"Using a sidespin serve is an insult to it; it's practically a carbon copy of the topspin serve from The Prince of Tennis, okay?"

"Spin serve? Holy crap, isn't that an anime special effect?"

"Is this okay?"

"Can anyone tell me what just happened?"

"How could that level of topspin serve possibly be replicated in the real world!"

"That's ridiculous!"

"Luck?"

Everyone went crazy, and after the frenzy subsided, everyone fell silent, creating an eerie silence.

"I lost."

After a long while, Xiao Fan came back to his senses from the shock, his face filled with both bitterness and relief.

They even managed to hit a topspin serve, so getting shut out isn't really something to be upset about.

"Concession."

After the match ended, Gu Cheng had a rare smile on his face. It wasn't because he had won the match, but because he discovered that the tennis skills he had mastered in the world of Prince of Tennis could actually be replicated in the real world.

If you can serve with outside spin, then you should be able to serve with other ball skills too!
Although he doesn't plan to continue playing tennis, who could refuse such a good opportunity?
"Here's your racket back."

Gu Cheng returned the racket to Xiao Fan, and was about to leave when he was stopped by a faint voice from the other party: "Gu...Gu Cheng, how long have you been playing tennis?"

"It's been quite a few years!" Gu Cheng said honestly.

"Do you plan to participate in professional competitions?" Xiao Fan patiently explained, "Although entering the professional arena at your age is considered late, your ability is undeniable. If you accumulate points by playing in ITF Challenger tournaments and win a few championships, it might not be long before you qualify for ATP 250 tournaments, and then advance to 500 or even 1000 tournaments, or even the four Grand Slams..."

Xiao Fan became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he could already see Gu Cheng shining brightly in the ATP tournament, and that he was the one who guided him. However, when he got to this point, Gu Cheng interrupted him with a smile.

"I have no plans to participate in professional competitions."

"Why?" Xiao Fan asked, looking unwilling. "With your strength, if you just follow the steps and play in the ATP tournaments for a year or two, breaking into the world's top ten wouldn't be a problem at all!"

Gu Cheng gave him a smile: "Because it's troublesome to travel around."

Because...it's troublesome?
This answer left Xiao Fan both amused and exasperated.

Many people don't want to play professionally because they lack talent or money, but Gu Cheng is probably the first person in history to not want to play professionally because it's too much trouble!

(End of this chapter)