Realistic animation, you call this tennis!

This is not because they don't know each other, because they are all from the same county and wear the same style of uniforms, but with different school names on the chest. Just from the style of the uniforms, you can tell that they are from the same place.

The reason why no one said hello was simply because no one took the contestants from Qingyun No. 2 Middle School seriously.

In the eyes of the staff of Experimental Middle School, No. 1 Middle School and the County Education Bureau, the contestants from No. 2 Middle School were just there to make up the numbers and were just background members.

It is normal for contestants from No. 2 Middle School to be eliminated. Instead of wasting your emotions on contestants from No. 2 Middle School who are destined to be eliminated, it is better to focus on your own competition.

Seeing these people passing by them without any expression, the embarrassment and helplessness on Zhao Qianguang and others' faces became even more intense.

"Zhou Ran, haha, try to perform normally this afternoon, you will definitely be able to advance."

"I'm a little tired after the game. Let's go take a break first. We'll come and cheer you on for the game this afternoon."

Zhao Qianguang's tone was full of helplessness. He was not trying to fool Zhou Ran, but he was really tired. He was very exhausted both physically and mentally.

"it is good."

Zhou Ran gave a simple answer to what Zhao Qianguang said.

At this time, Zhou Ran's excitement had subsided a lot, and he became very calm.

Although he was confident about the afternoon game, he knew that he must not take it lightly.

After watching several matches in the morning, he found that the strength of the world's tennis players was indeed extraordinary.

Many people are much stronger than Zhao Qianguang and his companions. Occasionally, there are even a few people who display such powerful strength that even Zhou Ran is impressed.

So he has to take the afternoon game seriously.

Zhou Ran's match was scheduled for the last round in the afternoon.

Before his competition, all the contestants from Qingyun Experimental School and Qingyun No. 1 Middle School had finished their competition.

There is no doubt that none of the contestants from the three high schools in Qingyun County performed exceptionally well this year. Just like last year, no one entered the second round and all were eliminated in the first round.

"Oh no, no one advanced to the second round this year. What bad luck! Thank you all for your hard work. Keep up the good work next year."

Zhao Qianguang, who was about to go to the competition venue to watch Zhou Ran's game in the group, saw the message released by the staff of the County Education Bureau on his mobile phone.

As the president of the Tennis Association of Qingyun No. 2 Middle School, Zhao Qianguang was invited by the staff of the County Education Bureau to join the official communication group of Qingyun County's high school tennis league out of courtesy, even though the No. 2 Middle School was of average strength.

Zhao Qianguang saw that the staff member's name was Qian Kai.

The message sent by Qian Kai seemed to be cheering for the eliminated contestants, but he knew that Qian Kai was complaining and unhappy.

Under normal circumstances, no one from several high schools in Qingyun County would be able to advance to the second round. However, if someone could advance to the second round, Qian Kai, as an organizer, would definitely be appreciated and rewarded by the leaders, which would greatly help his future promotion.

Once again this year, no one was able to advance to the second round. Qian Kai not only failed to gain the approval of his superiors, but also faced the possibility of punishment.

"Oh, yes, I was so close to advancing!"

“It will definitely be possible next year!”

"I'm almost there too. I'll definitely work hard and train hard when I get back!"

After Zhao Qianguang saw Qian Kai’s message, some contestants from Experimental Middle School and No. 1 Middle School began to communicate continuously in the group.

At this time, Zhao Qianguang edited a message and sent it out.

"This year, there's still a chance for someone from our county to advance to the second round. One of our second-tier players, Zhou Ran, hasn't started his competition yet. I'm on my way to his competition now. I hope everyone can go and cheer for him!"

Zhao Qianguang was very confident that Zhou Ran could advance to the second round. When he saw that everyone in the group seemed to have concluded that no one from Qingyun County could advance this year, he came forward to refute it.

He also wanted more people to go to the competition venue to cheer for Zhou Ran. One more person cheering would give Zhou Ran more confidence and increase his hope of advancing to the second round.

However, after Zhao Qianguang released the message, the originally lively group suddenly became quiet.

It’s cold!

If Zhao Qianguang was from Experimental School or No. 1 Middle School, everyone in the group would still have some desire to discuss it.

But when they saw that Zhao Qianguang was from Qingyun No. 2 Middle School, they instantly lost the mood to continue communicating.

Although everyone was silent at this time, they had already mocked Zhao Qianguang mercilessly in their hearts.

"People from No. 2 Middle School also want to advance?"

"Stop dreaming!"

Chapter 16: Miracle reappears, score first!

Zhao Qianguang, sitting in front of his mobile phone, understood the sudden silence in the group.

Then he simply smiled and locked his phone screen.

After arriving at Zhou Ran's competition venue, I sat in my seat, looking forward to Zhou Ran's next performance.

He didn't want to argue for Zhou Ran in the group.

He knew that if Zhou Ran failed to advance to the second round, too much arguing would bring Zhou Ran unnecessary trouble.

And if Zhou Ran could advance to the second round, there would be no need for him to argue at all.

"The competition is about to begin. Please Zhou Ran and Sun Jialiang, please enter the arena and prepare!"

The referee on the sidelines kept making announcements, and the game was about to begin.

Zhou Ran had already changed into the uniform Qingyun No. 2 Middle School uniform prepared for him by Zhao Qianguang.

He stepped onto the competition field with steady steps and a calm expression.

He has been looking forward to this moment for a long time. Next, he will use all his strength on the field to compete with his opponent.

"Come on, son!"

Amidst the noisy crowd, someone suddenly shouted loudly.

This is Zhou Ran’s father, Zhou Chengshan.

Zhou Ran's parents Zhou Chengshan and Yang Chunyue also came to the competition venue to cheer for Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran had already explained to them both that he did not want to take the college entrance examination but wanted to become a professional tennis player.

At that time, Zhou Chengshan and Yang Chunyue expressed their strong support for Zhou Ran.

So naturally, the two of them would not miss Zhou Ran’s first game in the high school tennis league.

However, Zhou Chengshan and Yang Chunyue's cheers were completely drowned out by the noisy crowd.

There were quite a lot of spectators at this game, and these spectators did not come for Zhou Ran, but for Sun Jialiang.

Because Sun Jialiang was one of the top eight players in last year's Lincheng City High School Tennis League.

In other words, Sun Jialiang's strength ranked at least eighth among the more than 200 contestants in Lincheng City last year.

A player with such a high ranking naturally has accumulated a number of fans, so most of the audience watching this game at this time are fans of Sun Jialiang.

"Hey, President, why didn't you tell me earlier that Zhou Ran's opponent was Sun Jialiang? Sun Jialiang was one of the top eight last year. How could Zhou Ran win against him?"

When they learned that Zhou Ran's opponent was Sun Jialiang, Zheng Feng and others who came to watch the game with Zhao Qianguang immediately felt that the situation was not good.

Although they knew that Zhou Ran was stronger than them, Sun Jialiang, who was able to advance to the top 8, was not someone that an ordinary person could defeat.

Therefore, Zheng Feng and others became more hesitant about whether Zhou Ran would be able to advance next.

Zhao Qianguang, who was being questioned, also had a serious expression at this time. He had indeed not paid much attention to who Zhou Ran's opponent was before, or in other words, apart from his own opponent, he had not paid attention to who the opponents of the other team members were.

After all, as a player who has not been able to advance to the second round for many years, studying his opponents has exhausted his energy.

Although Zhao Qianguang didn't say anything, his confidence in Zhou Ran advancing to the second round had decreased a lot at this time.

In his opinion, players like Sun Jialiang are someone he will never be able to reach.

No matter how much he believed in Zhou Ran, he couldn't remain firm in his belief in front of a powerful opponent.

Next, he could only pray that Zhou Ran would perform exceptionally well.

At the same time, when Zhao Qianguang and others looked worried, Zhou Chengshan, who was sitting in the audience, also had a very serious expression on his face.

Because he saw the message in the family group.

"Zhou Ran's match should be starting soon, right?"

"I hope Zhou Ran can successfully advance to the second round. I heard that no one from Qingyun No. 2 Middle School where Zhou Ran is located has ever been able to advance to the second round in all these years!"

"I also heard that Zhou Ran's opponent this time seems to be a player named Sun Jialiang. This Sun Jialiang was a quarterfinalist last year. He's quite strong!"

"Since Zhou Ran wants to become a professional tennis player, he must be able to defeat Sun Jialiang!"

"Second Uncle, you must tell us when Zhou Ran successfully advances!"

"We don't have time to go to the scene to cheer for Zhou Ran, so please cheer for him on our behalf!"

As the messages in the group kept flashing, Zhou Chengshan's expression became more and more serious.

He never told relatives in the family group that Zhou Ran wanted to become a professional tennis player.

But because there are relatives' children in the group who go to Qingyun No. 2 Middle School with Zhou Ran.

So even if Zhou Chengshan didn't say it, many relatives in the family group had already known Zhou Ran's decision.

In this world, the status of tennis players is undoubtedly very honorable.

But no matter how noble it is, it is a fantasy and difficult for ordinary people to become a professional tennis player.

Zhou Chengshan is an ordinary person, and his relatives are naturally ordinary people as well.

In the eyes of many relatives, ordinary people should live ordinary lives.

Don't even dream of something as far-fetched and unrealistic as becoming a professional tennis player.

More importantly, many relatives were very afraid that Zhou Ran could really become a professional tennis player.

So even though everyone hadn't shown much concern about Zhou Ran's game before.

But in fact, privately, they had already investigated clearly when Zhou Ran would participate in the competition and who his opponent was.

At this time, although they were cheering for Zhou Ran in the group, their sarcastic tone made anyone who saw it know that they were mocking Zhou Ran's arrogance.

Zhou Chengshan and Zhao Qianguang understood the news in the group as if they had read it.

He also locked his phone and put it in his pocket, then prepared to watch Zhou Ran's next game seriously.

"Game start!"

"In the first game, Sun Jialiang will serve!"