Writing about tennis?

Athletic competition?

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

There's nothing wrong with novelty.

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

Novels about sports competitions, even if you write football or basketball or table tennis, at least everyone has been more or less exposed to these types of sports, and there are not a few people who like them, but why choose tennis with a relatively high threshold?

Novelty is novelty.

The niche is also a real niche.

However, as a professional editor, although Yang Feng has a lot of psychological activities, he will not directly beat this submission to death, and 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 a writer with more potential, even if the other party fails to pass the manuscript, the editors will try to cultivate it, and even many novelists are successful under the training of the editor, of course, in the process, they are likely to encounter countless rejections from the editor.

The computer turns the first page.

Yang Feng began to formally review the manuscript.

If you don't talk about the story itself, he still has a good impression of this author who dares to write about tennis, and Yang Feng appreciates this spirit of not succumbing to the market very much, if most authors have this spirit, the novel market will not be so homogeneous.

The story begins.

On a tram to the Youth Academy, a young man from the school tennis team was teaching his new teammates a lesson on his toes, telling him how to hold a racket while constantly swinging a tennis racket, and accidentally hit a girl in the face.

"I'm sorry. ”

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

The speaker was a teenager.

The young man was about to get angry, but the boy had already put on his tennis bag and corrected him casually before getting out of the car: "The correct Western grip is to grab the racket flat from above, and to hold the racket upright and use the feeling like a handshake, which is the traditional oriental grip." ”

"You ......"

Unexpectedly being taught a lesson by a teenager, the young man's face was a little unbearable, and he stared at the teenager who corrected him, but when he wanted to say more, the teenager had already gotten out of the car and left.

"The main character?"

Yang Feng nodded.

The beginning of this story seems to be okay, even if he doesn't understand tennis, he can understand this basic knowledge of tennis, and the protagonist seems to be correcting the youth, but he actually has the idea of venting his anger for the injured girl just now.

Transitions.

Several boys were discussing around a list, and one of them said: "This year, there is a newcomer in the school's tennis club who has just joined, and he does not need to be a substitute, but directly plays as a starter." ”

"Won't it?"

"How is that possible?"

"I miss the registration. ”

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

list.

The student who is eligible to join the tennis club as a freshman is called Ryoma, and he is sixteen years old this year, which is a cut younger than the average age of the entire school tennis club, because the youngest starter in the tennis club is at least a sophomore.

When several people discussed.

Ryoma appears with a tennis racket on his back.

A few boys who met on the tram also appeared, and it immediately attracted the attention of the students, it turned out that they came to this school today to play a challenge match, but the young man led by him saw Ryoma, so he was angry, and directly pointed at Ryoma with a tennis racket and sneered: "Do you know how you just taught the main members of the Langton Academy tennis team how to play tennis?"

Ryoma looked at him quietly.

This look made the young man uncomfortable, and he directly waved the tennis racket towards Ryoma's head, of course, he just scared Ryoma, and he didn't really plan to do it, but to the surprise of the onlookers, Ryoma did not dodge or dodge, as if he expected that the tennis racket would not really hit him.

"Let's go, there's business. ”

The young man's teammates smiled and persuaded him.

The young man snorted coldly and was about to leave, but Ryoma picked up the drink bottle that the young man had just drunk, threw it into the trash can accurately, and then looked at the other party and asked, "Have you learned how to hold the racket?"

There was a shock all around.

A group of young people are qualified to come to the Youth Academy to challenge,It shows that their strength is very strong.,But a teenager who looks so immature actually said such a thing.,It's really confusing to many people.。

"Is he crazy?"

One by one, they looked at Ryoma.

Yang Feng in front of the computer was flipping the pages with interest, he thought that tennis was very niche, but when he saw that he didn't feel bored at all, he didn't feel that the story was written obscurely, but he had a sense of expectation.

The youth fought.

So something shocked the countless onlookers in the Youth School Park happened.,This immature teenager,Actually abused the young man who claimed to be a member of the main team of a school with a large score!

The youth was furious.

He didn't put Ryoma in his eyes before.,But he lost the score one after another.,It's really disgraceful.,So he used his own trick.,This trick is for the main force of the tennis department of the Youth Academy.,But it was forced out by a teenager-

He managed to pull a point back.

At this time, the coach of the Youth School Park also appeared.,And at a glance, he saw Ryoma on the tennis court.,The corners of his mouth actually showed a smile: "He came earlier than I thought.。 ”

"Grandma knows him?"

The girl who was injured by the youth on the tram was also present, and she was the granddaughter of the coach, but the coach didn't explain anything, just watched the game for a long time.

Click, click, click.

Ryoma was chased back a few more points.

The two began to fight back and forth.

Yang Feng frowned, the beginning of the story has always emphasized the genius side of Ryoma, but to the extent that Ryoma is currently showing, it has not reached the height of the story, and sure enough, the theme of tennis is not easy to write.

He shook his head and continued to look.

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

"He's a left-hander. ”

The tennis coach smiled like a fox.

Seeing this paragraph, Yang Feng's mouth was dry instantly, he never expected that Ryoma was left-handed, this is like a person who eats with his right hand all the year round forcibly holds chopsticks with his left hand, the concepts of the two are completely different, but Ryoma can suppress the opponent with good strength with only his right hand, and to what extent can he achieve it with his habitual left hand?

He's looking forward to it!

The plot did not disappoint, if Ryoma was only able to suppress the opponent before, he replaced Ryoma who played tennis with his left hand, and it was a complete trick on the opponent, not to mention that there was a back-and-forth contest between the two sides at this time, and the opponent could hardly catch Ryoma's serve.

The score is bloody again!

In the sound of gasping air around him, the tennis coach of the Youth School Park squinted his eyes and said: "In just one year, I played all the youth tournaments in Qinzhou, won all the championships in the tennis singles, and won the talented boy in eighteen games with a large score in a row, and the principal personally invited the tennis special enrollment to enroll, Ryoma, sixteen years old!"

"Ryoma!"

The people around him came back to their senses.

Immediately followed by a commotion, this boy turned out to be Ryoma, who had just entered the tennis club and started the main team, and his record was so brilliant!

"It's so handsome. ”

Yang Feng's eyes were shining.

At this moment, he almost forgot his identity as an editor, completely integrated into the reader's perspective, and even ignored the company's notice of leaving work, and couldn't wait to look down.

The game is not over.

Ryoma's biggest disadvantage is that he is only sixteen years old this year, far inferior to the youth, the youth adjusted his tactics, and stood directly in front of the net to use his height advantage, but unfortunately the effect was not great, and Ryoma still showed a terrifying suppressive force.

"Haha. ”

There was laughter around.

The young man was so angry that he directly used his greatest strength to throw Ryoma with a racket, which no one expected, Ryoma's face was directly hit by the other party's front, and his forehead was bleeding.

Yang Feng's jumping feet.

There was also accusations all around.

The young man laughed and said that he accidentally failed to hold the racket, but just when everyone thought that Ryoma could not fight again, Ryoma just wiped the blood and said, "It seems that you haven't learned the correct grip of the racket." ”

"You!"

The battle continued.

This is a counterattack that belongs to Ryoma, each of his balls is very fast and tricky, and his skills are extremely high, he can hit the opponent's face several times, the other party screams in pain, and Yang Feng, who is also happy, slaps his thigh, but he feels so cool that he can't do it.

Relieved, so relieved!

Call you a girl with no competitive spirit!

And with every counterattack from Ryoma, he would ruthlessly read out the score: "Fifteen to 0 - thirty to zero - forty to zero -"

"What kind of ball is this?"

The youth's teammates were all stupid.

The coach of the Youth School Park said lightly: "External rotation serve, rotated by rubbing the ball on the rubber ground, and fell on the table, because the ball hits the racket at high speed, it will not move in a straight line normally, but will deviate from the normal track, which is one of the tricks of Ryoma to sweep the Qinzhou youth group in a year, with his level, he can't catch it." ”

The young man was completely frightened.

In the last ball, he actually gave up resisting directly, but in fact, Ryoma's last ball was just a light swing, so the tennis ball only fell to the young man's side after a moment of bounce, and the picture was full of humor.

The surroundings were stunned.

Yang Feng was also stunned.

He never thought that he, who obviously didn't understand tennis at all, would one day be so excited about a tennis competition novel, as if he was as fascinated as reading a novel on the first day-

Oh, my God!

That's too explosive, isn't it?

At this moment, Yang Feng suddenly remembered a song he loved to listen to recently, the song is called "Flammable and Explosive", yes, this is the royal pursuit of youth fantasy novels, that is, it is flammable and explosive!