Who would still play tennis after being reborn?

Chapter 131 A son who is too outstanding makes the father seem too incompetent.

Hearing this, Gu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, but then he understood why the other party said that.

The women's tennis scene is doing alright, with quite a few players breaking into the world's top 100. But among male professional tennis players, there isn't a single one who has made it into the top 100.

This is the situation nationwide, and in Ningbo, it's only worse. It's understandable that they can't find a single player who can compete effectively. This shows how tragic the domestic tennis scene has been in recent years.

"Local teams aren't playing professional matches, so for friendly games, they don't need particularly skilled professional players, right?"

Gu Cheng still didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, but since the authorities had come to him, he couldn't refuse directly. He could only express his thoughts tactfully.

The assistant said awkwardly, "That's true, but everyone else has it and we don't... wouldn't that be embarrassing?"

"In Ningbo, Gu Cheng is the strongest and most famous. Although he hasn't played in an ATP tournament yet, everyone knows about your match against Federer not long ago."

"Making it into the world's top ten is definitely no problem. With a top ten player like you on our team, we'll definitely give you priority in joining."

"In any friendly match you participate in, we will definitely win in singles or even doubles with your team."

"If this gets out, it'll look better on the higher-ups, won't it?"

Gu Cheng didn't know what to say at this moment. The main problem was that a group of people were looking at him expectantly, and they had come up with a whole bunch of reasons. He was too embarrassed to refuse too forcefully.

On the one hand, as a native of Ningbo, joining a local team is perfectly reasonable. They didn't say he had to play in friendly matches; he could go when he had time, and if he didn't, he could do his own thing.

On the other hand, the fact that so many people came at once shows that they value him, and refusing them at this time would be embarrassing for everyone.

Moreover, it's clear that this group genuinely wants to improve the local esports team.

If he's willing to put in the effort, he can just register his name on the platform.

After a moment's thought, the assistant continued, "Of course, besides this, we also have a personal reason for inviting Gu Cheng. We hope that when you have free time, you can guide the other team members with some skills, like a coach. Of course, we will definitely cover the teaching fees; you won't be teaching for free."

"The cost is not an issue."

Gu Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Besides, everyone overestimates me. I don't have that ability. I can agree to join the team, but I can forget about being a coach. I might not even have time for friendly matches, let alone being a coach."

Of course, Gu Cheng also considered other things.

How much does the official coaching fee amount?

A few hundred yuan per class is considered a lot, and that's only for one-to-many classes.

Gu Cheng would be crazy to waste all his free time for that little bit of money.

With that time, he might as well not play professional matches and just start a training class. With his current fame, plenty of parents would be willing to send their children to him.

At that time, money was never a problem.

Of course, money isn't the most important thing.

The most important thing is that he doesn't have time.

I don't want to get involved in these things.

However, the person who came probably didn't expect Gu Cheng to agree to be a coach. Seeing that he agreed to join the team, he immediately stood up with a smile and shook hands with Gu Cheng: "Then it's settled. The team will be established tomorrow. You can go there if you have time. The city also has an award for outstanding athletes. Everyone recommended you. You can go and collect the prize money as well."

Gu Cheng was stunned. He hadn't done anything, yet he could get a bonus just by sitting at home?

This was something Gu Cheng hadn't expected.

However, the prize money probably wouldn't be much, so Gu Cheng didn't refuse this time.

No one ever complains about having too much money.

Regardless of how much they owe (30,000 to 50,000), I'll go collect it and then tell my parents to buy me more good food later.

The next day.

Gu Cheng arrived at the agreed-upon hotel, which had a special hall for holding meetings. The team's formation took place in the hall.

Gu Cheng's arrival immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Especially some amateur enthusiasts who joined the team, upon seeing that Gu Cheng was also a member of the team, all came up to ask for autographs and the like, and for a time, Gu Cheng was surrounded by a crowd.

Fortunately, his superiors intervened in time, allowing Gu Cheng to extricate himself.

The process of forming the team wasn't complicated, but speeches from the leaders were indispensable.

After the team was officially established, the next step was the award ceremony, which was quite quick. It was just a matter of signing names and then everyone sat down for lunch, chatted for a while, and then went home.

In the evening, Gu Zhenhai and Yuan Hongxia returned home relatively early. It was unclear whether it was because of Gu Cheng, but the two, who used to often work overtime, had been coming and going on time these past two days.

After dinner, Gu Cheng looked at Gu Zhenhai sitting on the sofa and suddenly said, "Dad, go to the Sports Bureau to collect the bonus later. It's some kind of award for outstanding athletes in the city. It's a bit of money. Please collect it for me to use for household expenses. I have to go to Australia with senior Yu Haoyang the day after tomorrow, so I don't have time to go."

"There's a bonus too?"

"nice!"

Gu Zhenhai didn't seem to mind, and asked with a smile, "How much? Do you have ten or twenty thousand?"

"10!"

The house suddenly became quiet.

Yuan Hongxia, Yuan's mother, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, poked her head out with a look of surprise: "You went to a meeting and got 10 yuan?"

One hundred thousand is quite a lot; at this point, it's roughly equivalent to her annual salary.

The key point is that this 100,000 yuan seems to have come to them for free.

Gu Zhenhai reacted: "It's fine for me to collect the bonus, but forget about household expenses. Who needs that much money for household expenses? Your mother and I don't have any expenses. I'll just transfer it to your card when I get it. Going abroad to play in matches costs money everywhere."

"You don't need to worry about the money for competing abroad. ITF junior tournament champions receive prize money, so you can basically break even. You can even save a lot from the big tournaments."

“I have almost 200,000 in my account now. If I can win the Australian Open Junior Championship this time, that will be several hundred thousand, more than I can spend.”

Gu Zhenhai remained silent.

Other people's kids who play professionally earn at least 200,000 to 300,000 yuan a year. If they go abroad to compete, they can earn hundreds of thousands of yuan a year. If they eat and live a little better, they can easily earn over a million yuan.

But this rule seemed to have no effect on his own son.

Other people have to spend money to play professionally, but his son not only doesn't have to spend money, he can also make money playing professionally.

It's understandable if it's an ATP tournament, since ATP tournaments generally have high prize money, so it's understandable to be able to break even or even have a surplus.

He had never heard of making money by playing in ITF junior tournaments before.

This made Old Gu, who had originally planned to transfer some money to Gu Cheng's account, suddenly fall silent.

He was happy that his son could rely on himself.

Old Gu was somewhat annoyed that his father didn't have to spend any money or effort on his child's education.

My son is so outstanding that it makes me feel so incompetent!
(End of this chapter)