Tennis Era: Only I Awaken U17 Skills

The next day, the National High School Tennis League came as scheduled.

The venue of the competition in Fenghua City was set at the largest and most luxurious Sky Stadium in the city.

Due to the absolute emphasis on tennis in this world, even the high school student league has attracted much attention, and the venue is overcrowded. After all, there may be a rising star player among them!

Su Cheng and others took the school's special bus and arrived at the preparation area for the infield players early.

Sun Chenyang was full of excitement, "This place is too big!"

The windows of the lounge can just see the sea of ​​people sitting next to each other in the gymnasium.

"I feel like my legs are shaking!" he murmured.

Although he was the main pick of the tennis club, he didn't have the chance to play in the second year of high school last year. This is his first time to come.

"Yes! Yes!" Li Cheng and the other three also echoed.

This is definitely the biggest scene they have ever experienced!

"Relax, you just need to perform normally." Feng Qingyue calmed down the mood of several people. He had already been here once last year, and his natural mentality was relatively good, so he didn't feel much.

As for Liu Qingshuang, she has seen 29 many times since she was a professional player in Dalian since she was a child, and she has watched various competitions live with her parents, and she is even more calm and composed.

She didn't pay attention to this kind of scene.

"Where are we going? We still have to participate in provincial and national competitions and win championships." Su Cheng spoke at the right time, giving several people his way of encouragement

Su Cheng's words seemed to have magical powers, and the four of them quickly calmed down.

yes!

If even this city-level competition is tense, how can they compete with the minister (captain) across the country!

"We know!" The four said in unison.

"Representatives of each team are invited to go to the rostrum for the lottery ceremony!"

Not long after, the announcement began to sound on the radio.

Su Cheng winked at Feng Qingyue, who immediately understood, turned around and headed to the rostrum.

This made him can't help but sigh that it is really easy to have a reliable deputy team, and it can save a lot of things.

Then, he glanced at the cold girl not far away.

If she is the deputy team member, she will definitely not be so easy to handle.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to not give these two people a chance to run for office again.

When Feng Qingyue appeared on the rostrum wearing the logo uniform of the 12th Middle-School, he immediately attracted the attention of many representatives of the teams.

In any case, the last four teams will still be feared and valued by others.

of course there are exceptions.

"Isn't this Feng Qingyue? Let's draw lots!"

A boy with a hedgehog head in a red tracksuit walked up to him with a smile all over his face.

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Feng Qing frowned more, and only replied "um", turned sideways and wanted to pass by.

But the boy with the hedgehog head stretched out his feet to block the way as if he couldn't read his face.

"Don't be so ignorant!" He grinned, "After all, we have competed together!"

"Although you guys lost quite badly that time, haha."

"If I remember correctly, it seems to be three to zero, right?"

"Tut tsk tsk." The boy shook his head regretfully and said, "It's really pitiful! I don't know if your injury last time is good or not?"

These words directly brought Feng Qingyue's memory back to a year ago.

His face was slightly cold, and his voice was indifferent: "I don't need Captain Qin to care about this."

Qin Yuan, that is, the person in front of him, is the ace of the second Middle-School, the city's champion school, and he is in the same grade as himself. Because of their outstanding performances in the field that year, they were once called Gemini.

However, when he played against the second Middle-School in the semi-finals, in order to give the team a good start, he appeared as the first singles three to play, but happened to crash into Qin Yuan, who was also a singles three.

In the end, the second Middle-School directly won the game with an absolute advantage of 3 to 0.

His score in that game was a 6-2 disastrous defeat. As for the reason, he still can't let go of such a loss!

Feng Qing strode over.

……………

"Twelfth Middle-School, Group B, first match, Seventh Middle-School."

After Feng Qingyue drew the lottery, the hostess announced the groups and the contestants.

The representative of the Seventh Middle-School Tennis Club was in mourning for a moment.

Their strength is only mediocre, and they are looking for abuse when they meet a top four team!

Looks like it's going to be a round trip this time.

This is not the end.

After a while, under the eyes of everyone in awe, it was the turn of the second Middle-School, the defending champion team, to draw.

But don't run into it too early!

Except for Feng Qingyue, the rest of the representatives were shouting in their hearts.

finally.

"Second Middle-School, Group B, Yucai High School for the first time." The hostess announced the result.

"I'll go! This group B not only has the twelfth Middle-School of the semifinals, but also the second Middle-School of the defending champion. It's a death group!" Everyone was shocked.

The expressions of the representatives of the other schools assigned to Group B and the representatives of Yucai High School who will face the second Middle-School in the first round are even more exciting.

What kind of luck are they doing?

Isn't this completely over?!

Just lie flat! 890

Only Feng Qingyue did not change his expression the whole time, and was not intimidated by the so-called overlord school at all.

After the lottery ceremony, he left the field straight away.

But before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by Qin Yuan again.

"Oh, what a coincidence, Captain Feng, we are actually in the same group this time!"

"It's so pitiful, don't you think you won't even win the top four?" Qin Yuan said in a strange tone.

Feng Qingyue did not show any weakness at all, and looked directly into Qin Yuan's eyes.

"We really don't want to win the semi-finals, because our goal is the championship from the beginning to the end!"

Whether it is municipal, provincial or national!

"Heh." Qin Yuan laughed disdainfully.

"The level is not very good, but the tone is not small."

"Okay!" Then Qin Yuan raised the corners of his mouth provocatively, and said in a low voice: "If you can last until we fight, I will still be singles three. It depends on whether you dare to fight me again." field!. "

After all, he left arrogantly.

singles three?

Feng Qingyue muttered a sentence in his heart, his eyes became sharper, but the next moment he restrained himself, and walked back to the preparation area of ​​the 12th Middle-School.

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