Who would still play tennis after being reborn?

Chapter 88 One Person Is Enough (13 Bonus Chapters for Subscribers)

"Old Qi, where's your partner?"

"They haven't arrived yet?"

Before the competition started, Feng Song even went up to Qi Yuanchun and asked him about it.

This time he really went all out, getting a racket signed by several top professional players that he had acquired several years ago. If he were to sell it, he would feel the pinch for a long time.

He wasn't worried about the others, after all, his and Lao Wang's doubles team skills were undeniable.

But there are always exceptions, especially for Qi Yuanchun. In the past, if he teamed up with Lao Wang, Qi Yuanchun would definitely cause a huge scene and would not give up until they were broken up.

Especially today, he brought out several rackets that Qi Yuanchun had his eye on when he was young. Given Qi Yuanchun's personality, how could he be so calm?

But today, Qi Yuanchun not only agreed to his teaming up with Lao Wang, but also remained calm throughout, without a trace of anger, which made Feng Song somewhat flustered.

So, thinking that I still had some time, I decided to come and test the waters.

"Don't worry about it. They'll come when it's our turn to play," Qi Yuanchun chuckled.

Feng Song felt a chill run down his spine at that smile, and he subconsciously glanced in Gu Cheng's direction.

While he was chatting with the others, he had been paying attention to Qi Yuanchun. He saw Qi Yuanchun talk to that boy for a while. He couldn't hear what they said because it was too far away, but if he wasn't mistaken, that boy was probably a partner that Qi Yuanchun had found.

"Is it that boy?" Feng Song glanced at Gu Cheng without changing his expression. "He looks only fourteen or fifteen years old, right? You didn't just pay someone to come to the gym, did you?"

"Then don't worry about it. Anyway, you said it yourself, I can find whoever I want."

Qi Yuanchun was tight-lipped and refused to reveal any information, leaving Feng Song somewhat helpless.

However, he did not give up and continued to ask, "Is that boy very strong? Which training institution is he from? Or should we ask Old Wang to give him some pointers later? Although Old Wang is older now and his strength is not as good as before, his understanding of tennis training is unmatched by ordinary coaches."

"We'll talk about it after you win the championship."

"Okay, I'll mention it to Lao Wang later, and ask him not to leave after the competition."

Qi Yuanchun wanted to laugh. He had watched Gu Cheng's matches, and Gu Cheng's strength was far beyond what Wang Honglang could match. Not to mention now, even when Wang Honglang was young, he could only be humiliated.

However, Qi Yuanchun didn't show it, but nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Then it's settled."

Having obtained the information he wanted, Feng Song was about to leave when Qi Yuanchun stopped him again: "Wait, Lao Feng, did you bring the racket you mentioned? Don't lose and not be able to return it. At that point, not only will I not agree, but even those old friends won't stand for it."

Feng Song was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I brought it with me."

"Alright then." Qi Yuanchun smiled slightly.

Feng Song's heart sank.

Why is Lao Qi asking this?
He doesn't think he can beat me and Lao Wang just by hiring a student from a sports gym, does he?
With this in mind, Feng Song approached Wang Honglang and briefly explained what he had learned from Qi Yuanchun. After listening, Wang Honglang smiled and said, "Oh? It seems that Old Qi is very confident!"

“I’m worried…” Feng Song was interrupted by Wang Honglang before he could finish speaking: “Don’t worry, fourteen or fifteen-year-old students aren’t as good as you think. Besides, this is doubles, not singles. Doubles is about teamwork and tacit understanding.”

"The boy that Lao Qi found may be quite skilled, but they've only practiced for a night or two at most. Where's the teamwork to speak of?"

"Not to mention comparing them to the two of us."

"If it were singles, I might not be a match for that boy because of my age, but in doubles..."

Wang Honglang was full of confidence: "It's too early for him to win."

"Then I'm relieved." Feng Song breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face.

……

A dozen or so people formed four or five doubles teams, and the match started quickly.

Zhai Qing chatted with her father for a while, and then slipped away while her father had changed his clothes and was about to go on stage. She walked over to the chair next to Gu Cheng with a smile and sat down.

“My dad told me that Dean Qi and the others are quite strong. I didn’t believe it before, but I didn’t expect them to be so good. They’re definitely better than me.” Zhai Qing sat down and looked at the court. “But they can’t compare to you.”

"That's pretty impressive." Gu Cheng nodded.

"By the way, Gu Cheng, how did you get to know Dean Qi?"

My mom works at a hospital.

Zhai Qing slapped her forehead: "I almost forgot about that."

"My dad and the others probably never expected that Dean Qi would call you here. But Gu Cheng, I've never seen you play tennis back in junior high. How did you suddenly become so good at it?"

Why do you all like to ask this?

"Just out of curiosity!"

"Actually, it's just playing casually."

Zhai Qing smiled: "You can play so well even when you're just playing casually. If you played seriously, you would be amazing! By the way, are you really planning to team up with Dean Qi for doubles later?"

"Okay." Gu Cheng nodded. Actually, he didn't know what Qi Yuanchun was thinking. He would just follow the arrangements.

"Then you and Dean Qi are bound to win!"

After saying that, Zhai Qing added, "But it's hard to say. Doubles is different from singles. The first thing to consider is teamwork, and the second is strength. In singles, they are definitely no match for you, but in doubles, it's hard to say."

Gu Cheng smiled but didn't speak, then asked, "What about you? Are you going to participate too?"

"I'll pass. I originally wanted to participate, but after watching the competition, I thought it was better not to go up there and embarrass myself. I'd only embarrass my dad." Zhai Qing shrugged.

The two chatted casually, while on the other side of the field, two matches had already ended.

The rules for these doubles matches are much simpler than those for a regular match. It involves playing three sets, and the first team to win all three sets wins. This reduces the match time, and the three sets are generally enough to reflect the difference in skill levels.

Before long, the doubles match between Feng Song and Wang Honglang also ended. Unlike the previous three matches, the doubles team of these two had a very strong dominance. Their opponents were Zhai Qing's father and another middle-aged man around fifty years old. The two of them came off the court not long after they entered the game.

"No, no, you two are too strong as a team."

"Old Feng, you knew perfectly well we couldn't win, but you deliberately used that racket to lure us in. Next time, we have to break you guys up."

Feng Song replied without any pressure, "Sure, we'll break them up next time."

This time he won the prize, but next time it won't be the same. He lost, and that's that; there's no guarantee he'll lose.

Their strength comes from their excellent teamwork; with someone else, it's uncertain who would win.

"That's a deal!"

"Okay!"

Several people shouted loudly, and Feng Song suddenly looked at Qi Yuanchun: "Old Qi, it's the last game, where's your partner?"

Qi Yuanchun stood up, and at that moment Gu Cheng also took off his coat, jumped up and down a couple of times, and then walked into the court with his racket.

Bottom line.

Qi Yuanchun said in a low voice, "Our opponents are not strong. Don't exert yourself too much later. Just make sure we win."

Although he didn't know what Qi Yuanchun was planning to do, Gu Cheng still agreed: "I'll do as you say."

Then the game began.

Gu Cheng didn't perform much after listening to Qi Yuanchun's instructions; Qi Yuanchun did most of the playing. The final score was 3-2, with the two winning the match by a narrow margin.

Seeing this, Feng Song breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought Lao Qi had found some really capable kid, but he looks just average!"

Wang Honglang chuckled, "I told you not to worry a long time ago, but you wouldn't believe me." "Mine, mine."

……

The competition continued, and ultimately, the doubles teams of Gu Cheng and Qi Yuanchun and Feng Song and Wang Honglang advanced to the finals.

Across from him, Feng Song laughed loudly: "Old Qi, you guys are lucky. You both won 3-2 to advance to the next round. I almost thought you were going to lose just now. I didn't expect that you would actually make it to the finals after all the ups and downs."

"You can't cheat if you lose!"

"It's still uncertain who will win or lose." At this moment, Qi Yuanchun lost his previous modesty and spoke without any politeness.

Feng Song was determined to win, and Qi Yuanchun was not to be outdone. Although it was already quite late, and many of them had only eaten a little something at noon before coming over, their stomachs were rumbling, but no one mentioned eating.

The final match won't be long.

The strength shown by Feng Song and Wang Honglang in the doubles is no joke; it was evident in their recent matches, with two consecutive 3-0 victories that speak for themselves.

On the other hand, Qi Yuanchun also made it to the finals, but his two matches ended 3-2. Feng Song's description of it as a bumpy road was not meant to be sarcastic.

"Old Qi, it's good to be confident, but you can't just run away without eating if you really lose." Feng Song immediately replied, "That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"I'm fine with it, but..." Qi Yuanchun's face was full of smiles: "Old Feng, I'll say it again, if you lose later, just don't try to cheat and not give me the racket."

Feng Song immediately laughed: "Absolutely not, you can rest assured about that. Although I really like that racket, I wouldn't do anything like cheating. If you, Lao Qi, really win the jackpot, I'll personally hand over the racket."

"That's fine."

At this point, the few people watching from the sidelines also started to fan the flames, shouting incessantly.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

However, everyone is just having fun. They are all respectable people, and they wouldn't hold a grudge against each other or turn against each other over the outcome of a match or a racket.

"How about adding some more prizes?" Feng Song suddenly had another idea.

"You said."

Feng Song thought for a moment and said, "How about we have a betting game? Those who support Lao Wang and me to win the final victory, stand on our side. Those who support Lao Qi, stand on Lao Qi's side. If Lao Wang and I win, those who support us will get a small gift. If Lao Qi wins, those who support Lao Qi will also get a small gift. What do you say?"

Qi Yuanchun shrugged: "I'm fine with anything."

"Then it's settled."

Once the two had settled the matter, everyone stopped sitting and immediately got to work.

Before long, Feng Song's side was packed with people, while Qi Yuanchun's side was completely empty.

Qi Yuanchun called out to a few old friends, "Old Zheng, come here. Trust me, I'll definitely win."

Old Zheng: "Old Qi, I'm sorry this time."

Old Wu: "I'm not after any small gifts or anything, but... well, you have to accept it when it comes to these things."

Qi Yuanchun: "Suit yourself. Even if I win, you won't be able to touch that racket."

The group chuckled.

You win?

What if Feng Song and Lao Wang aren't around?
Zhai Qing, who had been sitting and watching the commotion, couldn't stand it any longer and stood up to ask, "Uncle Feng, what's the little gift?"

Zhai Qing's father, Xiao Shihui, had learned tennis from Wang Honglang, and Feng Song was an old acquaintance of his, so he naturally recognized Zhai Qing. He immediately laughed and said, "I don't know about others, but for you, just tell me what you want, and your uncle will prepare it for you separately."

"Really?"

"Of course I would lie to you."

"Hook."

Seeing Zhai Qing's outstretched finger, Feng Song was both amused and exasperated, but he still extended his finger, and the two of them made a pinky promise to hang themselves for a hundred years.

"Stand over there, we'll talk about the small gift after the competition."

Just as Feng Song finished speaking, he saw Zhai Qing walk towards Qi Yuanchun. Feng Song was stunned for a moment and called out, "Don't go to the wrong place. That's where your Uncle Qi is supporting you, and this is where I am."

Zhai Qing turned around: "I didn't go the wrong way, this is the way."

"Everyone else supports you, Uncle Feng, so I should support Uncle Qi too, shouldn't I?"

Feng Song was immediately dumbfounded. So you're planning to support Lao Qi!
However, he didn't say anything. There was no one on Lao Qi's side, and now that Zhai Qing had gone over, it was considered that they had preserved their last bit of face. Even if they lost, they would still have some dignity, right?
It's not like we lost the game and had no one to support us.

Even though there's only one, it's still a person, isn't it?
Old Zhai smiled helplessly. He had originally thought of calling his daughter over, but seeing that Qi Yuanchun's side was empty, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

If they were to call them back, they would offend Qi Yuanchun.

He wasn't particularly close to Qi Yuanchun, but he knew Qi Yuanchun's identity. To offend the president of a top-tier hospital for a small gift was simply insane.

At this moment, the others noticed the situation on Qi Yuanchun's side.

"Damn!! There's nobody on Lao Qi's side? Isn't that a bit inappropriate? Should we send a few people over?"

"Old Feng is really being unreasonable this time. He's just trying to embarrass Old Qi!"

"Old Qi can tolerate this? In the past, he probably would have cursed out loud. I don't know what he was thinking. Does he really think he can beat Old Feng and Old Wang? No way!"

"It's alright, didn't Zhai Qing go over there? Doesn't that girl count as a person?"

"Old Zhai, your daughter has already gone over there, why don't you go over too?"

Old Zhai looked up at the sky, pretending not to hear.

Many people began to whisper among themselves.

No one thought Qi Yuanchun and Gu Cheng could win, after all, the difference in strength was obvious to the naked eye.

Gu Cheng had originally planned to follow Qi Yuanchun's arrangements, but seeing this, he couldn't stand it anymore. These people were too shameless; there was no way to bully someone like this!

Is there no one around, Lao Qi?

Gu Cheng leaned forward a little: "Dean Qi, you can just watch the show in a bit, leave the rest to me."

Qi Yuanchun turned around: "Alone? Is that alright?"

Gu Cheng solemnly declared, "You removed the 'ma' character."

Qi Yuanchun had watched Gu Cheng's matches and knew his skill level, so he immediately picked up his racket and said with a smile, "Alright, I'll watch."

Over there, Feng Song probably felt bad for Qi Yuanchun, so he asked, "Old Qi, how about we stop fighting? Everyone's a bit hungry, let's go change our clothes and eat?"

Qi Yuanchun couldn't wait for the match to start, so he declined Feng Song's offer: "That's fine, it's only three rounds anyway, it'll be quick, there's no rush to eat."

what?
Is Lao Qi really going to fight?

Everyone was a bit confused and didn't quite understand what Qi Yuanchun was thinking. Even if he was obsessed with winning or losing, was it really necessary to be like this?

The difference in strength between the two sides is obvious to the naked eye!

Upon seeing this, Feng Song bluntly stated, "Old Qi, let me be frank. Winning or losing the competition isn't the main issue; the problem is that you have too few supporters."

Qi Yuanchun patted the ball and said calmly, "It's alright, one person is enough."

(End of this chapter)