The Strongest Player in Sports

Chapter 2079 : Special customized racquet

"I don't have to confront him, and he is really strong."

It's not just strong, even Sakura Taro has already admitted it!

Moreover, after these days of match, Atobe Keigo also saw something.

They are not one dimension at all, nor are they one level!

If this is changed before, Atobe Keigo may not care or believe it.

But now it's different, he believes in everything that is happening before him.

He was never an arrogant person, he just believed in himself very much.

When things really happened, he would definitely admit all this in front of him.

Facts are facts and cannot be changed.

Although Atobe Keigo really wants to catch up with his hand Zongshen, whether he can catch up is also a question.

This is not something that you can catch up with just saying that you can chase it!

The handist Zongshen has never studied what Atobe Keigo thinks in his heart. If you let him know, he will definitely chuckle.

Does this thing mean that you can catch up with it?

If it is so easy, wouldn't he have passed these days in vain?!

The ghost knows how much he has gone through, but he knows that it is because he has gone through so many places that he can become what he is now!

The reason why it is called experience, it must be that I have personally experienced it.

The accumulation of countless times of experience has created today's Zongshen.

Zongshen never said these words too clearly, because there is no need.

He came here only to comply with the fate.

He can go wherever he is. In a way, he has no right to choose.

It's just that he can still decide how he wants to live.

He never thought about robbing other people, even if it was the same position, he didn't care at all.

But now that he is in this position, he will do something.

Regardless of whether it is undefeated results or whatever, everything else is included for him.

He just never thought that the person who said these things to him one day turned out to be Sakura Taro, which surprised him.

Shoujia Zongshen raised his eyebrows slightly when he looked at the people who were resting on the opposite side. In fact, he knew what these people thought very well.

I thought that a temperament like Atobe Keigo would definitely be tossed, but I didn't expect it.

He is now conducting various trainings as quietly as everyone else, and he won't ask any more questions.

Atobe Keigo even trains more seriously than others, because he knows that some things have nothing to do with Zongshen.

At the end of the first day of training, everyone followed the requirements of Tezuka Zongshen.

They only carried out the first stage of training tasks, and Atobe Keigo did not insist on other training.

After Zongshen went back, he saw some gifts on the table.

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

There was a card on it. The handwriting on the card was very beautiful. He knew whose writing it was at a glance.

This was given to Zongshen by Zongshen's mother.

Hand Zongshen opened it to see that it was a specially customized racquet.

It is very light in the hand, and the material is not ordinary.

"Hope you can be happy n."

The words on the card are very simple, basically just one sentence.

A few simple words reveal a mother's care for her son.

Hand Zongshen hooked his lips. Although he didn't know what was going on with many things, there were some things that he could know very clearly without saying more.

After playing with racquet carefully, he plans to use this tempo in the future.

The racquet he used before was not specially made by him, because he had it at home, so he used it.

Some players, especially professional players, will specially make racquets.

Because everyone's habits are different.

But in the professional arena, all racquets are standard.

What you can customize is nothing more than the material, or how special treatment is needed for a certain place on racquet, but the size is basically the same.

In addition, when participating in a match, the props used by the players must also be tested. Not only the players must be tested, but the props are also the same.

For the hand Zongshen, it doesn't matter what kind of racquet it is, but this racquet is obviously different.

Although he hasn't figured out some things yet, he understands his mother's mind, so he has to take this to participate in the match.

He sits on the sofa and plays with the racquet in his hand.

What happened to his parents? He was curious now.

That night, he suddenly woke up.

For many years, he has never had a nightmare, or has never had a dream, but this time he has a dream.

Everything in the dream is very clear, it can be said to be a dream or the past of this body.

He got up and poured a glass of water. He didn't expect that some things would be like this.

His mother and father turned out to be just a business marriage, which sounds like a drama of a domineering president.

But in this kind of place and this kind of family background, it's normal for this kind of thing to happen.

He now knows how their so-called home was made like this.

Shoujia Zongshen took a glass of water and sat on the sofa.

He didn't expect this thing to be a bit bumpy!

It can’t be said that it’s rough, maybe it’s normal to have such chaotic things in a family background like this.

But these things don't matter to him, he doesn't care.

As long as these things don't affect his match, then it doesn't matter.

The handist Zongshen does not have the mind to toss these things now, what kind of family background does not matter to him!

Unless these things really bother him, he will take the time to think about it.

As for now, the two sides have been separated well, so he won't get mixed up.

Previously, Zongshen had never known the situation of this embodied (Li Li Zhao), so he did not deliberately think about it.

It seems that I don’t know today, it’s just that the time is not up.

Zongshen stretched his waist and returned to his bedroom again.

The next day, when he had eaten breakfast and was about to go out, the phone rang.

""1 Zongshen, do you still like things?"

A woman's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, pretending to be.

There was a trace of expectation in this gentle voice, and a trace of worry.

She worries that her own opinion will make her son unhappy.

"I like it very much. Mom, you bother. Take care of yourself outside. Everything is fine with me."

The woman was very happy after hearing this, she cautiously said: "Zongshen, do you have any plans after foul out?"

"Do you think I have any plans?"

The handist Zongshen asked this very casually. He just wanted to hear what the other party meant, but the woman immediately panicked after hearing this. .

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