Chapter 37 Outspin Serve

Chapter 37 Outspin Serve

Write about tennis?

Sports competition?

Yang Feng can swear that he is definitely not a person who stands up and down again, but he still frowned almost instinctively when he saw such a novel about tennis competition in front of him——

There is nothing wrong with novelty.

But you're too new, aren't you?

Sports and competitive novels, even if you write about football, basketball, or table tennis, at least everyone has more or less contact with these types of sports, and there are not a few people who like them, but why choose a novel with a relatively high threshold? What about higher tennis balls?

Novelty is new.

The minority is also really the minority.

However, as a professional editor, although Yang Feng has many psychological activities, he will not kill this submission directly. If the author has potential, he is still very happy to get to know it.

This is normal in the world of fiction.

When encountering an author with more potential, even if the other party fails to pass the manuscript, the editors will try to cultivate them. There are even many novelists who are successful under the cultivation of editors. Of course, they are likely to encounter editors during this process. numerous denials.

The computer turned to the first page.

Yang Feng began to formally review manuscripts.

If you don't talk about the story itself, he still has a good impression of this author who dares to write about tennis. Yang Feng admires this spirit of not yielding to the market. If most authors have this spirit, the novel market will not be the same. Qualitative so serious.

The story begins.

On a certain tram heading to Youth Academy, a young man from the campus tennis team was arrogantly teaching his new teammates a lesson, while explaining how to hold the racket while constantly swinging the tennis racket, he accidentally hit a girl in the face .

"Feel sorry."

The young man glanced at the little girl, and then continued to teach his new players, but just as he was spitting and swinging the racket, a cold voice sounded: "You are very noisy."

The speaker is a teenager.

The young man was about to get angry, but the young man had already put on his tennis bag, and before getting out of the car, he casually corrected and said: "The correct way to hold a racket in the Western style is to grab the flat racket from the top; It feels like a traditional oriental grip."

"you……"

Being taught a lesson by a young man, the young man couldn't help but glared at the young man who corrected him, but when he wanted to say something more, the young man had already got off the car and left.

"main character?"

Yang Feng nodded.

The beginning of this story seems to be okay, even if he doesn't know tennis, he can understand the basics about tennis, and the protagonist seems to be correcting the youth, but in fact he also has the idea of ​​venting his anger for the injured girl just now.

Screen transition.

Several boys were discussing around a list, and one of them said: "This year, there is a newcomer who just entered the school's tennis club, and he doesn't need to be a substitute, he will directly play as a starting player."

"No way?"

"How can it be?"

"It must have been a mistake in registration."

The companion was a little skeptical: "A freshman just finished high school, how can he be qualified to directly join the school's tennis club, and he is also the starting member of the tennis club. You must know that our school's tennis club is a reserve for professional players!"

on the list.

This freshman who is eligible to join the tennis club's starter is called Ryoma. He is sixteen years old this year, a bit younger than the average age of the tennis club in the entire school, because the youngest starter in the tennis club is at least a sophomore.

When several people discussed.

Ryoma appeared with a tennis racket on his back.

The boys I met on the tram before also appeared, and they immediately attracted the attention of the students. It turned out that they came to this school today to play a challenge, but when the young man in charge saw Ryoma, he couldn't be angry. Hitting one place, pointing at Ryoma with a tennis racket, he sneered and said, "Do you know that you just taught the main players of Langton College's official tennis team how to play tennis?"

Ryoma looked at him quietly.

This look made the young man feel uncomfortable, and he swung the tennis racket directly towards Ryoma's head. Of course, he just frightened Ryoma and didn't really intend to do anything, but to the surprise of the onlookers, Ryoma didn't dodge or dodge, as if It is expected that the tennis racket will not really hit yourself.

"Let's go, there is still business."

The young teammate smiled and persuaded.

The young man snorted coldly and was about to leave, but Ryoma picked up the drink bottle that the young man had just finished drinking with a tennis racket, threw it into the trash can accurately, and then looked at the other side and asked, "Have you learned how to hold the racket? How about I Come teach you how to play tennis?"

There was shock all around.

The group of young people are qualified to come to the Youth Academy to challenge, which shows that they are very strong, but a young boy who looks so immature should say such a thing, it really makes many people confused.

"Is he crazy?"

All eyes looked at Ryoma.

And Yang Feng in front of the computer flipped the pages of the book with great interest. He thought tennis was a small crowd, but now he didn't find it boring at all, and he didn't feel that the story was written obscurely. a feeling of.

The youth fought.

So something happened that shocked the countless onlookers of the Youth Academy. This young boy with an immature appearance actually beat a young man who claimed to be a member of the main team of a certain school with a big score!

The youth was angry.

He didn't pay attention to Ryoma before, but he lost the score one after another, which was really embarrassing, so he used his own trick. This trick was prepared for the main force of the tennis club of the Youth Academy, but was forced out by a boy——

He managed to get a point back.

At this time, the coach of the Youth Academy also appeared, and saw Ryoma on the tennis court at a glance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "He came earlier than I thought."

"Grandma knows him?"

The girl who was mistakenly injured by the youth on the tram was also there, and she was the coach's granddaughter, but the coach didn't explain anything, just watched the game with leisure.

Pat, clack, clack.

Ryoma was recovered a few more points.

The two began to fight back and forth.

Yang Feng frowned. The beginning of the story has always emphasized Ryoma's genius side, but as far as Ryoma's current performance is concerned, it has not reached the height of the story's brewing. Sure enough, the subject of tennis is not easy to write.

He shook his head and continued watching.

But then, the super-burning plot that made his adrenal glands secrete strongly began, because under the dumbfounded gaze of everyone, Ryoma actually changed the tennis racket from his right hand to his left hand!

"He's left-handed."

The tennis coach smiled like a fox.

Yang Feng never expected that Longma was left-handed. It was like someone who used his right hand to eat all the year round forced his left hand to hold chopsticks. How far can the other party achieve if they switch to their dominant left hand?

He was looking forward to it.

The plot did not disappoint. If Ryoma was only able to suppress the opponent before, changing to Ryoma who played tennis with his left hand was a complete game of the opponent. Let alone the back and forth contest between the two sides, the opponent even Almost couldn't catch the serve.

The score was bloody again.

Amidst the gasping voices around, the tennis coach of the Youth Academy narrowed his eyes and said: "In just one year, I have played all the youth tournaments in Qinzhou, won all the championships in the tennis singles group, and won all the championships in the eighteen games. The talented young man who has won consecutive big scores, the principal personally invited the special tennis recruit, Ryoma, sixteen years old!"

"Ryoma!"

"Sixteen years old!"

The people around came back to their senses.

Immediately after that, there was an uproar. This boy turned out to be Ryoma who entered the main tennis team as soon as he entered school, and his record was so brilliant.

"interesting."

Yang Feng's eyes brightened slightly.

He was already attracted by this story, and he even ignored the company's closing notice and continued to read.

The ball game is not over.

The biggest disadvantage of Ryoma is that he is only sixteen years old this year, and he is far inferior to the young man. The young man adjusted his tactics and tried to use his height advantage by standing directly in front of the net. Unfortunately, the effect was not great. Ryoma still showed terrifying suppressing power.

"Ha ha."

There was laughter all around.

The young man became so angry that he threw his racket at Ryoma with all his strength. No one expected that Ryoma's face was hit directly by the opponent, and his forehead was bleeding.

Yang Feng felt very angry.

There are accusations all around.

The young man laughed, saying that he had accidentally lost his grip on the racket, but just when everyone thought Ryoma could no longer fight, Ryoma just wiped off the blood and said, "It seems that you haven't learned how to hold the racket correctly."

"you!"

The fight continued.

This is Longma's counterattack. Each of his balls is very fast and tricky, and his skills are extremely high. He can hit the opponent's face several times. no.

Exhaust, too exasperated.

Call you Ah unsportsmanlike!

This kind of pretentious rhythm is the favorite of many young readers, and with every counterattack of Ryoma, he will ruthlessly read out the score: "Fifteen to zero - thirty to zero - forty to zero -"

"What ball is this?"

The youth's teammates were all dumbfounded.

The coach of the Youth Academy said lightly: "Spinning the ball, the ball is rubbed against the rubber ground to produce a spin, and it falls on the table. Because the ball hits the racket at high speed, it will not move in a straight line as usual, but will deflect. Shifting the normal track, this is one of Longma's tricks to sweep the Qinzhou youth group within a year, and with his level, he still can't catch it."

The youth was completely frightened.

He actually gave up resisting the last ball, but in fact Ryoma's last ball was just a light swing, so the tennis ball only bounced for a moment before falling to the young man's side. The scene was full of humor.

The first chapter is over.

Yang Feng took a deep breath.

He never thought that he, who obviously doesn't understand tennis at all, would have a sense of substitution for a tennis competition novel.