Chapter 39

The match is still continuing.

Bang!

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School Jiecheng Wu, 3-0."

Bang!

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School Jiecheng Wu, 5-0."

Bang!

The electric light tears open, a point of white light pierces the air.

The super high-speed tennis ball brushes Qing Tian Bang Nan's cheek and rushes into the sky; two strands of hair are lifted by the strong wind, revealing his eyes full of shock.

Qing Tian Bang Nan stands stunned with the racket, fixed on the spot, his face pale; he simply can't see the shadow of the tennis ball.

Shh~

Yiwu Shen Si subconsciously grabs his knees; because he is too forceful, his fingertips turn white.

Looking at the helpless Qing Tian Bang Nan, he seems to see himself standing in front of Jiecheng Wu back then.

The match is nearing the end, but many people haven't even seen what the tennis ball looks like.

They didn't even dare to blink, still only able to see a flash of white light, and this point was already over.

Only a very few people can see Jiecheng Wu's ball path, and Bu Er is one of them.

"Sure enough, became very strong..."

Feeling the unmasked momentum on the court, as well as the terrifying oppressive force, ripples appear in Bu Er's calm heart.

He lowers his eyes, hiding the slightly fluctuating emotions.

Bang!

"Jiecheng Wu scores, 40-0."

The referee's voice is a bit dry; from the start of the match to now, the score change hasn't stopped.

It's the last ball.

"How could it...!?"

Rustle...

Qing Tian Bang Nan moves his feet in fear; his gaze is uncertain, like a candle in the wind; facing this gale attacking from all sides, it seems it could go out at any time.

He is desperate in his heart, but still grits his teeth and hits the last ball.

Jump up, hit the ball!

Bang!

The tennis ball flies out, Qing Tian Bang Nan closes his eyes powerlessly, silently welcoming the final outcome.

Sizzle—

The dark world in front of him flashes with gorgeous electric light; he knows that this grueling match is finally over.

"Game, Budongfeng Middle School Jiecheng Wu, 6-0!"

"Match over, Budongfeng Middle School wins, total score 3-0!"

As the referee's voice falls, Jiecheng Wu stands in the court, holding the tennis racket high with his right hand, and smiles in the direction of the Budongfeng players' bench.

Although this is only the regional championship, it is Budongfeng's first championship, and everything will start from this championship!

The next instant.

All members of the Budongfeng Tennis Club cheer, their voices resounding throughout the entire court.

"Budongfeng!" "Champion!"

"Budongfeng!" "Champion!"

"Budongfeng!" "Budongfeng!"

The cheering sound doesn't stop for a long time.

Heping Minchun, Dai He Ya Ren, these eight people have come all the way with Jiecheng Wu and have experienced the lowest period of the Tennis Club.

When Jiecheng Wu walks onto the podium and lifts the trophy, their eyes become moist, faintly flashing with tears.

They have waited too long for this moment...

"A-Chun, are you crying?"

Yingjing Ya sees Heping Minchun shedding tears and exclaims as if discovering a new continent.

"Everyone look, A-Chun is crying!"

"I am not!"

Hearing Yingjing Ya's teasing, Heping Minchun suddenly feels ashamed and blushes.

"These are tears of being moved! Not crying, it's being moved!"

Before he can even wipe his tears, Heping Minchun covers Yingjing Ya's mouth in shame and anger.

"I was wrong! A-Chun, I was wrong!"

Yingjing Ya hurriedly raises his hands to beg for mercy, his screams constant.

"Hahahaha!" The people next to them see this scene and point at them laughing.

After the grinding during the special training, these two have completely lost the unfamiliarity of senior and junior when they first met, and occasional play is normal; everyone is used to it.

"Congratulations on winning the match!"

Jiecheng Wu just walks down from the podium when Jingshang Shou brings Zhi Sha Zhi over.

"Thank you, Uncle Jingshang."

Jiecheng Wu acts very familiar, because his father is the editor-in-chief of Tennis Monthly, and Jingshang Shou will occasionally visit.

After they finish greeting each other.

Jingshang Shou goes straight to the point and starts the interview.

He is a bit excited; Budongfeng won the regional championship, this is big news.

Jiecheng Wu is also very cooperative; after all, helping Jingshang Shou is equivalent to helping his own father.

So the two talk happily.

Looking at the high-spirited boy in front of him, Jingshang Shou can't help but feel dazed for a moment; he remembers that when they last met, Jiecheng Wu was still in elementary school, full of childishness.

Later, he heard that he attended Budongfeng Middle School and joined the Tennis Club.

When Budongfeng caused a scandal, Jingshang Shou was worried about it; he didn't plan to interview Budongfeng before, also because he didn't want Jiecheng Wu to lose the match and still have to accept the interview sadly.

But he didn't expect that Jiecheng Wu would give him such a big surprise.

He saw the match just now; the strength Jiecheng Wu displayed is rare even in the national level.

Jingshang Shou sighs inwardly.

Then he looks at Jiecheng Wu and asks the last question seriously.

"Does Budongfeng have any plans after this? Or rather, what is Budongfeng's ultimate goal?"

Hearing this question, Jiecheng Wu smiles slightly, and at this time everyone happens to walk over.

So he turns his head and says.

"Chun, you answer this question."

Heping Minchun on the side is stunned for a while.

He knows what Jiecheng Wu means, but is a bit hesitant.

"Do we really have to say it..."

And Jiecheng Wu nods affirmatively.

Losing face is losing face!

At first, he was a bit embarrassed, but after seeing that serious gaze.

Heping Minchun takes a deep breath, then raises his head, closes his eyes, and shouts loudly.

"Budongfeng's goal is to reach the top of the nation!"

His voice is trembling.

In fact, when everyone chose to stay in the Tennis Club, Jiecheng Wu said the same thing to them in the sunset.

It's just that everyone took it as a joke, but whenever someone wavered and wanted to leave, he would say the bold words of the time again to keep others.

Really... such a goal is simply a delusion, what kind of guy would believe it?

Heping Minchun laughs at himself in his heart.

Sure enough, everyone thinks so too.

Looking at the stunned crowd in front of him, Heping Minchun scratches the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Jiecheng, I said this goal is too exaggerated..."

"Reach the top of the nation!"

But before he finished speaking, Shenwei Ming jumps out and shouts with glowing eyes.

Reach the top of the nation? This kind of bold thing fits his style!

He is going to be the number one speed in the nation!

"Count me in!" Neicun Jingjie follows closely, the voice coming from under the baseball cap has uncontrollable excitement.

Reach the top of the nation, just thinking about it is cool!

"Nation..." Shitian Tie's eyes flicker.

If I reach the top of the nation, then I should be able to surpass my big brother...

So he raises his head, his eyes becoming firm.

"Nation!"

After the few of them stood out, the hot blood in the hearts of others was also stirred; even Yiwu Shen Si, who has always been indifferent, is finally moved, and Yingjing Ya even gives Heping Minchun a thumbs up.

"Nation... Nation... Nation..."

"This is our goal!" Jiecheng Wu says to Jingshang Shou, his eyes bright and his belief firm.

Sorry, something came up temporarily, only one chapter today, will make up for it tomorrow; originally promised my brother to return the owed chapters this weekend, will see the hand speed tomorrow, I will try my best.

(End of this chapter)