Write tennis?

Sports competition?

Yang Feng can swear that he is definitely not a good person, but when he saw such a novel about tennis competition in front of him, he frowned almost instinctively.

Nothing wrong with novelty.

But you are too new, aren't you?

Novels on sports competition themes, even if you write football, basketball or table tennis, at least everyone has more or less contact with these types of sports, and there are many people who like them, but why do you want to choose tennis with relatively high threshold?

Novelty is novel.

Niche is also a real niche.

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

This is normal in the novel world.

When you meet a more promising author, even if the other party fails to pass the manuscript, the editors will try to train them. There are even many novelists who succeed in the training of editors. Of course, in this process, they are likely to encounter countless negatives from editors.

The computer opens the first page.

Yang Feng began formal review of the manuscript.

If he didn't talk about the story itself, he still had a good impression of the author who dared to write tennis. Yang Feng admired the spirit of not surrendering to the market very much. If most authors had this spirit, the novel market would not be so homogeneous.

The story begins.

On a tram to Youth Academy, a young man from a campus tennis team was teaching his new teammates a lesson. While talking about how to hold the slap, he kept waving the tennis racket, but accidentally hit a girl in the face.

"Feel sorry."

The young man glanced at the little girl and continued to teach his new team members. However, just as he swung his racket with saliva, a cold voice rang: "You're very noisy."

The speaker is a teenager.

The young man was about to get angry, but the young man had already carried a tennis bag and corrected it casually before getting off the car: "It is the correct Western-style gripping method to grab the flat racket from directly above; hold the slap face upright and use the feeling of shaking hands, which is the traditional oriental gripping method."

"you……"

He was actually taught a lesson by a boy. The young man couldn't help but stared at the boy who corrected him, but when he wanted to say something more, the boy had already gotten out of the car and left.

"main character?"

Yang Feng nodded.

The story seems to be OK at the beginning. Even if he doesn't understand tennis, he can understand the basic knowledge about tennis. Moreover, the protagonist seems to be correcting the young man, but in fact he also has the idea of ​​venting anger for the injured girl just now.

The picture transition.

Several boys were discussing around a list, and one of them said: "This year, a newcomer who had just entered the school tennis department joined, and he didn't have to be a substitute and directly appeared as a starting player."

"No way?"

"How is that possible?"

"A registration mistake."

My companions were a little suspicious: "A freshman just finished high school, how can he be qualified to join the school's tennis department directly? And he is also a starting member of the tennis department. You must know that our school's tennis department is a reserve for professional players!"

On the list.

This freshman is named Ryuma, who is 16 years old, which is smaller than the average age of the tennis department in the entire school, because the youngest starter in the tennis department is at least a sophomore.

When several people discussed.

Longma appeared with a tennis racket on her back.

Several boys I met on the tram also appeared, and it attracted the attention of the students. It turned out that they came to this school today to play a challenge, but the young man in charge was so angry that he was so angry that he pointed at Longma with a tennis racket and sneered: "Do you know how the main players of the official tennis team of Langton Academy just played tennis?"

Longma looked at him quietly.

This look made the young man feel uncomfortable all over and waved the tennis racket directly to Longma's head. Of course, he just scared Longma and did not really intend to take action. But what surprised the onlookers was that Longma did not dodge or avoid it, as if he had expected that the tennis racket would not really hit him.

"Let's go, there's still some serious business."

The young teammate smiled and persuaded.

The young man snorted coldly and was about to leave, but Longma picked up the bottle of drink that the young man had just finished drinking, threw it into the trash can, and then looked at the other party and asked, "Have you learned how to hold the beat? Why don't I teach you how to play tennis?"

There was shock around.

The youth group is qualified to come to Youth Academy to challenge, which shows that they are very strong, but a young man who looks so young actually said such words, which really made many people confused.

"Is he crazy?"

One by one, he looked at Longma.

Yang Feng in front of the computer was flipping the pages with interest. He thought tennis was niche, but now he didn't feel boring at all, nor did he feel obscure in the story. Instead, he felt expectant.

The youth is on the fight.

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

The young man was furious.

He didn't take Longma seriously before, but he lost the score one after another, which was really disappointing, so he used his own trick. This trick was prepared for the main force of the tennis department of Youth Academy, but was forced out by a boy-

He successfully scored a point.

At this time, the coach of Youth Academy also appeared, and he saw Longma 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 accidentally injured by a young man on the tram was also present, and she was the coach's granddaughter, but the coach did not explain anything, just watched the game leisurely.

Pick, snap, snap.

Longma was recovered a few more minutes later.

The two started fighting back and forth.

Yang Feng frowned. The story always emphasized the genius side of Longma at the beginning, but in terms of the extent that Longma has shown, it still cannot reach the height of the story brewing. As expected, the subject of tennis is difficult to write.

He shook his head and continued to watch.

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

"He's a left-handed."

The tennis coach smiled like a fox.

Seeing this section, Yang Feng's mouth was dry and he never expected that Longma was a left-handed person. It was like a person who had been eating with his right hand forcibly holding chopsticks with his left hand. The concepts of the two are completely different. But Longma can suppress the other party with his right hand alone. What level can it reach if he replaces it with his usual left hand?

He is very looking forward to this!

The plot does not disappoint. If Longma could only suppress the opponent before, Longma, who had left-handed tennis, would be completely playing tricks on his opponent. Not to mention the two sides, the opponent could hardly even catch Longma's serve.

The score is bloody again!

Amid the sound of gasping air around, the tennis coach of Youth Academy narrowed his eyes and said, "In just one year, he played all the youth competitions in Qinzhou, won all the championships in the single tennis group, and won the talented genius boy who won the consecutive big scores in 18 games. The principal personally came forward to invite the admission of the tennis special enrollment students, Longma, sixteen years old!"

"Dragon Horse!"

People around him came to their senses.

Then there was a hustle and bustle. This young man was actually Longma, who had just entered the main team of the tennis department. His record was so brilliant!

"It's so handsome."

Yang Feng's eyes were illuminating.

At this moment, he almost forgot his editorial identity and completely integrated into the perspective of readers. He even ignored the company's notice of getting off work and couldn't wait to read down.

The game is not over.

Longma’s biggest disadvantage is that he is only sixteen years old this year, and he is far inferior to that of a young man. The young man adjusted his tactics and stood directly in front of the net to use his height advantage. Unfortunately, the effect is not great, Longma still showed terrifying suppression.

"Ha ha."

There was ridicule around.

The young man was so angry that he used his best efforts to throw Longma with a racket. This was something no one expected. Longma's face was directly hit by the other party's head and his forehead was bleeding.

Yang Fengqi's jumping foot.

There was also a lot of accusations around.

The young man laughed and said that he accidentally didn't hold the racket firmly, but just when everyone thought Longma could not fight again, Longma just wiped the blood and said, "It seems that you haven't learned the correct way to hold the racket yet."

"you!"

The battle continued.

This is a counterattack of Longma. Every ball of his is very fast and tricky, and his skills are extremely high. He can hit the opponent's face several times. The pain makes the opponent scream, and Yang Feng is so happy that he slapped his thighs, feeling so good.

It's so relieved!

I'm telling you that you don't have the spirit of competition!

And with every counterattack from Longma, he would ruthlessly read the score: "Fifteen to zero-thirty to zero-thirty to zero-thirty to zero-thirty to zero-thirty to zero-thirty to zero-thirty to zero-thirty-thirty to zero-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-zero-thirty-thirty-zero-thirty-thirty-zero-thirty-thirty-zero-thirty-thirty-thirty-zero-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty-thirty

"What ball is this?"

All the young teammates were stupid.

The coach of Youth Academy said lightly: "The external spin serve is rotated by the rubber ground rubbing the sphere and falling on the table. Because the sphere rotates at high speed and hits the racket, it will not normally move in a straight line, but will deviate from the normal track. This is one of the tricks of Longma to sweep the Qinzhou Youth Group within a year. With his level, he can't catch it."

The young man was completely frightened.

He actually gave up the resistance in the last ball, but in fact, Longma's last ball was just a light swing, so the tennis ball just fell to the young man after a moment of bounce. The picture was full of humor.

The surroundings were shocked.

Yang Feng was also shocked.

He never thought that he, who clearly didn't understand tennis at all, would be so excited and excited about a tennis competitive novel one day, as if he was intoxicated by reading the novel on the first day-

Oh My God!

This is too explosive!
Chapter completed!