Tennis: He's so obedient!

Chapter 19 The Royal City's Advice!
After finishing his meal, Li Hua felt a little dizzy and went to sleep in the tennis hall's lounge!

Jiang Hongze returned to the court alone to practice his serve!

Suddenly, at that moment, Jiang Hong's phone rang.

He took out his phone and glanced at it, only to find that it was Su Cheng calling.

He had agreed to come and watch the game yesterday, but it seems he didn't see the opponent this morning.

The call connected, and he exclaimed, "Hey, Miss Su, you stood me up, and you still dare to call me?!"

"Sorry, Jiang Hong, my roommate suddenly complained of stomach pain when she woke up this morning. After a check-up, we found out it was kidney stones, so she was delayed at the hospital for quite a while. Um... has your competition ended yet?" Faced with Jiang Hong's teasing, Su Cheng unusually did not refute.

If Jiang Hong's match hasn't ended, she'll go watch it.

"Don't you have any confidence in me at all? With my strength, I can easily advance to the quarterfinals. The match starts at 2 PM!"

"Okay, I'll come over and cheer you on in a bit!"

Su Cheng breathed a long sigh of relief when she heard that Jiang Hong had not been eliminated.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Hong chuckled and put his phone in his pocket.

After putting a few balls into the nearby ball bucket, he began training.

Wang Cheng left his belongings on the field when he left after the game.

So I'm coming back to pick up some things!
Before even entering the court, they could hear the sound of balls being hit coming from inside the tennis court.

The game should be over by now!

Upon entering, one could see Jiang Hong practicing his serve alone.

Wang Cheng watched the opponent's serve for a while; the quality was not bad, but the training seemed to lack any planning.

"Is this how you usually train?" Wang Cheng frowned and couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Hong turned around and saw that it was actually the royal city.

“That’s right, a thousand successful serves into the service area!” Jiang Hong stopped serving, after all, he had no secrets about his training methods.

"A thousand? Don't you do any other training?" Wang Cheng's mouth dropped open in surprise.

These provincial team members undergo two hours of specialized technical training in the morning and physical training in the afternoon.

Jiang Hong practices serving for almost two hours every day.

"No, I also do 1000 forehand and 1,000 backhand shots every day, 500 baseline back-and-forth swings, and a 5-kilometer jog for physical conditioning!" Jiang Hong thought for a moment and then told him about his daily training plan.

"Your coach is really unprofessional. The training intensity is too high and puts a lot of strain on the body. The training effect probably won't be very good. I advise you to change coaches!" Wang Cheng was even a little angry.

The domestic tennis market is not large, and the coaches are even less professional, resulting in countless ruined talents.

The reason Wang Shijie proposed such an exaggerated training plan to Jiang Hong was mainly to teach Jiang Hong a lesson and let him know his own limitations.

After two or three days of training, Jiang Hong probably wouldn't be able to keep going.

But nobody knew that Jiang Hong possessed the bug-like training recovery potion.

Finally, Wang Shijie watched the video uploaded by Jiang Hong.

It was discovered that Jiang Hong had been using this training method, and the results were quite good.

Wang Shijie himself was unsure what was going on.

"If you want to practice serving, you can divide the opposite service area into sixteen squares and control the serve to land in each square. As for the intensity, you can decide for yourself!" Wang Cheng found his phone, turned to Jiang Hong and suggested.

[Ding, a suggestion has been detected in the host. Do you wish to view it?]

Jiang Hong paid no attention to the system's activity.

Wang Cheng paused for a moment, then kindly reminded him, "It's just a hobby anyway, so your health should be the priority!"

“Because… I want to play professionally!” Jiang Hong suddenly said.

Wang Cheng initially thought Jiang Hong was joking, but seeing the other's serious expression, he gradually suppressed his smile.

Because one's career path is decided by the age of twelve or thirteen at the latest.

Even he, despite participating in several Hope Series events, has not yet earned any points.

Recently, the team has been considering whether to completely give up singles and focus solely on doubles. Looking at Jiang Hong, I was reminded of how I used to tell my parents that I wanted to win a Grand Slam.

Rationally speaking, it's about dispelling the other person's unrealistic idea.

He opened his mouth, but ultimately chose to encourage her!
"come on!"

"Thank you!"

Wang Cheng suddenly extended his hand and introduced himself: "Wang Cheng, from the Sports Academy!"

"Jiang Hong, School of Information Science!"

The two men shook hands.

As Wang Cheng walked out of the stadium, Lin Yu, who was leaning against the wall, yawned listlessly and asked lazily.

"Has the item been found? Why is it taking so long?"

"Found him! Met an interesting guy, chatted with him for a bit!"

Wang Cheng raised the bag in his hand and said.

Lin Yu was somewhat surprised, "An interesting guy, who is he?"

"nothing?"

Wang Cheng shook his head. If Lin Yu were to meet a college student who said he wanted to play professional tennis, he would probably laugh at the student's wishful thinking without hesitation.

So it's best not to say it!
To avoid Lin Yu pressing for answers, Wang Cheng changed the subject, "By the way, who was your opponent this afternoon?"

"I think his name was Jiang Hong or something..." Lin Yu scratched his head, unable to remember clearly, then shook his head and said, "Anyway, it doesn't matter who it is, none of them are my match!"

"What a coincidence?" Wang Cheng was somewhat surprised upon hearing the name.

"What?" Lin Yu turned his head.

"It's nothing, let's go eat!"

……

Jiang Hong, who remained inside the tennis hall, opened the system panel.

[Suggestion: Divide the service area into sixteen squares, with serves entering the corresponding squares in sequence (training attempts can be customized); Rewards: Serving skill points (calculated based on training intensity), training recovery potions (daily training, repeatable). Include?]

Since the other party did not provide any suggestions on the intensity of Jiang Hong's training, the intensity setting on the system panel was also not limited.

Conversely, Jiang Hong can set the intensity of the training.

Jiang Hong thought for a moment, "Let's set the intensity at 50 times!"

After all, fifty times is quite intense, and Jiang Hong needs to hit eight hundred serves into the corresponding squares.

If I were to do any more, I would really be overwhelmed.

The panel changed, displaying "Mission complete, Basic serve technique points +5".

Jiang Hong was overjoyed; he would only need to train for two more days to increase his serve attribute.

Although he was somewhat tempted to give it a try.

However, he eventually gave up on the idea, since drawing grids on the club's pitch would probably cost him money later.

So for now, I should just practice a thousand serves!
The sound of tennis balls hitting the ground echoed through the court once again.

Fortunately, there were plenty of balls on the court; after firing a hundred shots, we could just sweep them all together.

[Serve: 567/1000]

Jiang Hong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said he would continue later.

"Jiang Hong!"

Suddenly a voice came from behind him.

Jiang Hong turned his head and saw a girl standing not far away, carrying a bag that was wider than his own back.

(End of this chapter)