Reborn Capital Madman

With Ion Tiriac's serious analysis and comprehensive affirmation of Ping An, Gao Xian had less picky eyes on his eldest son, but the strict requirements were still in line.

While the family had dinner together, Gao Xian ordered Ping An: "Don't be idle during the Olympics, please make up for the cultural lessons and follow your two sisters. By the way, especially in history,

This is an essential quality.”

Speaking of this, Gao Xian emphasized his tone, "If you really can achieve success, you will win a Grand Slam championship, speeches and other scenes, so as not to be able to act like an illiterate person and embarrassing."

Ping An muttered unwillingly: "This Olympic Games, tennis is listed as a performance event; when the next Olympic Games, tennis will become a formal event again. I also want to go to Los Angeles to see the grand occasion of the Olympic Games on the spot and touch it.

What about the details.”

"You just finished what I said, do you think it's wind in your ears?" Gao Xian was not angry and arrogant, "Let's take a step back, if your competitive level really reaches the level of participating in the Olympics in the future, then I'll ask you, you want to

OK, who are you representing and for whom, to compete for the gold medal?"

"Of course for myself, for my mother..." Ping An glanced at his father timidly, "For you!"

"You are still young and I didn't expect many problems, so I won't call you stupid." Gao Xian snorted, "If you study hard, I will be less prepared to worry about these leisurely things."

Liang Xin smiled and interrupted, and said, "Silly son, your cultural course really needs to be supplemented properly, you didn't realize that Dad's words were all imagining the scene of you winning the Grand Slam championship.

Isn’t it just that he supports you in playing tennis?”

Seeing Ping An’s face shining brightly, Liang Xin said softly to Gao Xian: “China sends a sports delegation with a strong lineup and returns to the Olympics, which will surely break the history of zero gold medals. Just in time, I also have some things to support the development of sports.

To go to Los Angeles, it’s better to take three children to see the world.”

"That's fine." Gao Xian pointed, "Teach him well, and he is very popular. But the more he is like this, the more he must grasp the right measure. If there is any mistake, he will be deeply trapped in a place that will never be restored."

Liang Xin nodded and turned to ask Ping'an, "Dad, do you remember what Dad said?"

"Of course, of course, no word will fall." Ping An smiled happily and couldn't help asking his father, "Are you going to Los Angeles too?"

Gao Xian's face darkened, "You can ask less about my itinerary."

Ping An shook his neck so much that he picked up the big girl's bowl, and said, "I'll help you serve the rice."

...

Many of Gao Xian's affairs in the mainland are left to Liang Xin. After all, Sir Gao is really busy, and this time he went to Los Angeles to witness the Chinese team making history was naturally her duty.

Ping An followed his mother and watched the opening ceremony of the Olympics. The Chinese team won the first gold medal, the women's volleyball team won the prize, etc., and he must go to the Los Angeles Tennis Center at the University of California, Los Angeles to see the tennis events.

The eldest sister, the younger sister wanted to follow Ping'an to watch the fun. Ping'an didn't want to be distracted, so she scared: "The player I want to observe is very fierce. Last year, she made a mistake in serving and hit a bottom-line referee in the stomach.

In the end, the man was not rescued and died."

Liang Xin smiled and scolded: "You are talking nonsense in front of your sisters."

Ping An shrugged innocently, "What I'm talking about is the truth."

"Okay, I know your evil intentions." Liang Xin waved her hand, asked an assistant to follow Ping'an, and solemnly reminded her son, "Don't make any trouble for me."

"Mom, am I so worried?" Ping An muttered aggrievedly and went to the Los Angeles Tennis Center excitedly.

In fact, the tennis competitions of this Olympic Games are not very high. After all, the tennis competitions will not become a formal event again until the next Olympic Games, and in this Olympic Games, it is only a performance event, and only men

Singles and women's singles.

You should know that the commercialization of tennis is very successful. Professional tennis players who make a living naturally should focus on those games with generous bonuses.

Even if there are experts who are willing to join in the fun, they will face a rigid age limit of under 21 years old.

Since that's the case, why is Ping An still interested in this game?

Because from the perspective of the moment, the level of this competition is quite suitable for Ping An as a reference, and you may even find some future strong opponents from the contestants.

Ion Tiriac, who was happily helping Sir Gao to hold the tennis Open in Hong Kong, gave his disciples a guide via phone. Among the thirty-two contestants, he only stared at the one named Stephen.

·Edberg's Swedish boy's game is enough.

Stephen Edberg, 18 years old this year, became a professional player last year. Not long ago, he won the first professional men's singles championship in the AtP Tour Milan Station. In terms of strength, he is indeed quite outstanding, and then

Peace is the most valuable reference.

So, from the sixteenth to eighth game, Ping An only picked Stephen Edberg's game to watch, and secretly analyzed and remembered it, so he could go back and hand over homework to the coach.

Finally, the men's singles final was played between Stephen Edberg and Francesco Masil from Mexico.

In the first set, Francisco Masil, who was slow to enter the state, obviously had not adapted to Stephen Edberg's service and Internet technology characteristics, and soon lost one to six.

Ping An yawned in disappointment. He took advantage of the gap and looked around. He noticed that a Chinese boy of similar age was sitting not far away. So he came over to say hello, "Hello."

, My name is Liang Ping'an, what are your name?"

The young man replied shyly, "Hello, my name is Zhang Depei."

Ping An looked at Zhang Depei's hands and tentatively said, "It seems that you are very hard-working in practicing tennis."

"Yes, I plan to play professional games in the future." Zhang Depei looked at Ping An, who was obviously much stronger than himself, "It seems that you have been watching games here these days, and you are also a tennis player, right?"

"I'm still working hard." Ping An pointed to Stephen Edberg, who was resting. "He serves very well on the Internet. What kind of play are you used to?"

"I like to defend at the bottom line." Zhang Depei asked back, "Where are you?"

"Bottom line and front of the net are all together." Ping An smiled, "When we finish watching the game, we will find a venue and have fun?"