Tennis: Let you take charge of the youth school, and all become professionals

But it is also known that most people are still cheering for the winning national team.

The audience seats are located near the stadium.

What catches the eye are the monocular cameras of reporters from major media outlets, followed by the school uniforms of major countries.

Team Hera, led by Zeus.

Noah leads the Kangaroo Country team.

There is also the French team led by Camus, which just lost to the Sakura team yesterday.

As the audience's voices grew louder.

Both teams also entered from their respective entrances.

The Sakura team, led by Chen Fan, wearing red and white uniforms, slowly walked into the stadium.

Chen Fan walked in the front, followed by Echizen Ryuga, Byodoin Phoenix, then Yukimura Seiichi, Tokugawa Kazuya and others.

Stand tall and straight.

Walk like the wind.

With unstoppable determination.

suddenly.

The audience cheered a little louder.

Don't even think about it.

The national team has entered.

A black professional team uniform.

Solemn and solemn.

The leader is the bald guy Borg.

Then there are two active professional players, Tankumaru and Berti.

Then came Michael Bismarck, Q.P., Kunimitsu Tezuka and others.

Their eyes were calm and indifferent.

With a calm mind as solid as a rock, he is determined to win the 10th consecutive championship.

The players from both teams looked at each other.

They smiled in tacit understanding.

There was a fighting spirit emanating from his body.

"I admire your courage and respect your strength."

"But it's still too early for you to use us as a stepping stone and enter the professional world with great fanfare, Chen Fan."

Borg looked at Chen Fan with a smile on his face.

"Ah, yes, yes!"

"You are right."

Chen Fan smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Don't want to say much.

Whatever you say at this time will only be regarded as arrogant and ignorant.

The players on both sides originally wanted to see their captains hurling harsh words at each other.

I didn't expect Chen Fan to do this.

I really can't do it to them.

Seyfried: "Although Chen Fan agrees with what Commander Borg said, he somehow feels insulted..."

Q.P: “It seems to be a little bit…”

……

The two sides passed each other, and after the pre-match threats, they each returned to their own player areas.

Chen Fan looked at the members of the third grade who had completely upgraded last night on their own court.

His face looked much more at ease.

We must win this game today!

"Next up, the semi-finals between the Teku National Team and the Sakura National Team will begin!"

"A singles match of three."

The referee's voice sounded.

Once again, there were cheers.

"King!!! King!! King!"

"come on!"

In the national team's stadium.

A tall and slender man with a cold expression walked out slowly.

It was the advisor of the Wangzhedeguo team, Q.P.

He is known to be an elite who has been trained through the country's elite tennis education.

It represents the highest level of tennis education in the country.

“They’re letting Q.P play in the first game? What a big deal!”

“I thought the first game would be played by junior high school students!”

"It should be because of what Chen Fan said yesterday that the Wangzhe National Team got angry and wanted to give the Sakura team a warning."

"It seems that the King's National Team is still unwilling to be a stepping stone."

"I wonder who the Sakura team will send out."

"Besides Chen Fan and that Echizen Ryuga, is there anyone else on the Sakura team who can compete with Q.P?"

Just as the audience was talking about it.

In the Sakura team.

A man with an equally slender body slowly walked out.

The temperament is very similar to Q·P.

They look like brothers too.

It was Tokugawa Kazuya with dark blue hair.

After being injured in the group stage, Liu has been recuperating now.

Now, he is ready to build momentum for the Sakura team and win the first game.

"Tokugawa Kazuya... I had the honor of seeing your match before. You are a very good player with great potential."

"It should be fun to compete with you."

Q.P said with a smile.

Tokugawa Kazuya: “Thank you…”

Both of them are the type of people who don't talk much.

The atmosphere quickly cooled.

"Best of three games, Sakura team serves first!"

The referee's voice sounded.

that side.

Tokugawa Kazuya has already thrown the ball.

Pull the racket in your hand back.

Boom——! !

Fantasy serve!

The tennis ball flew straight out.

The tennis ball, which was gleaming with rainbow colors, landed directly on the ground and scored.

Q.P didn't react.

ACE ball!

".¨15-0, Tokugawa Kazuya!"

The referee announced the score.

The audience on the sidelines were immediately shocked.

"It's an ace!! Q.P actually got a point straight away!"

"Is that Tokugawa guy really that strong?!"

“Come on!! Come on!! Come on!”

The cheers from the audience on the sidelines were unusually loud.

"Hey, referee."

Q.P suddenly stopped and said to the referee.

"As a referee, why didn't you explain to the audience at the beginning that loud noises were prohibited during this game?"

“It will affect my performance in the game.”

“It takes my attention away.”

"Thank you."

Q.P spoke calmly.

He didn't care at all about the ball he just lost.

After hearing this, Chen Fan naturally knew what he wanted to do.

According to the setting of the previous life. (Ma Qian Zhao)

The noisier the crowd is, the less Q·P can perform at one tenth of his true level.

"Uh! Dear audience."

"Please keep quiet."

"In this game, please remain quiet and do not affect the players' performance."

At Q.P.'s request, the referee asked all the spectators to be quiet.

The audience was also very cooperative.

No one wants to see a one-sided game.

For an instant.

The entire gymnasium fell silent.

Some spectators who wanted the Chinese team to win even breathed cautiously.

Boom——! !

opposite.

Tokugawa Kazuya once again delivered the [Colorful Serve].

This time.

Q·P took it accurately.

And hit the ball back to the center point between the two baselines of the court.