Now that I've been reborn, I have to play tennis!

Chapter 25 Entering the Finals, the Sports Bureau's Attention

Compared to table tennis and badminton, tennis has a relatively high tolerance for players smashing their rackets.

The event organizers believed that athletes were under tremendous pressure, both psychologically and physically, and smashing their rackets to vent their emotions was only natural.

But everything has its limits; you can't keep messing around forever.

The first time someone smashes their racket, they receive a warning; the second time, they may be penalized with points deducted.

If you repeatedly smash the racket, you may be penalized or even lose the game.

On that day, even the referee couldn't stand Mei's repeated racket-smashing behavior anymore.

Although he really wanted to prove that he wouldn't favor the Chinese player, he couldn't let this Russian act so recklessly.

One more warning!
The referee then very gently said, "You've already been warned twice; the next time you'll be penalized!"

Medvedev angrily retorted, "I know you want him to make it to the final! I'm pretty sure of it!"

"..." The referee clenched his fist, still undecided. "Do you want to issue a third warning?"

"I don't care!" President Mei said in his signature gesture, spreading his hands and making a crooked face.

Anyway, he's already been broken, so it's going to be very difficult for him to win this match.

It's just a youth competition, right? If you lose, you lose. It's not like you absolutely have to win!
Mei played with some emotion, while Meng Hao became increasingly steady in his service games.

Meanwhile, as time went on, the weather became increasingly hot.

When Mei missed another break point, the score of the second set was 5-3.

He was so angry that he smashed his racket again!
Three times already!
He smashed three rackets in one match!

Meng Hao couldn't stand it anymore and shrugged at the referee, who was acting like a spoiled child.

You're fucking too soft, what kind of referee are you!
If only the referee were Ukrainian, considering Crimea was recently... cough cough!
Even the most lenient referee has a temper.

"Third warning, 1 point deducted!"

Mei finally lost a point, and he seemed to have lost all will to fight in his own service game, as Meng Hao broke his serve again!
The second set was still 6-3, the same score as the first set!
However, because Mei served first, Meng Hao managed to break serve twice in this set!
Two 6-3 scores, who could have imagined this result!
A thunderous round of applause erupted from the crowd!
And there were cheers all around!

Won!

They actually won against the No. 1 seed!
Handsome guy, you're amazing!

Go for it, go and win the championship!

Meng Hao looked up at the sky and thought to himself that the midday match didn't seem to have much of an impact on him.

"That's good! I guess we'll be having matches frequently in the middle of the day from now on!"

When the two shook hands, Medvedev said defiantly, "I wasn't in good form today, but I'll definitely beat you next time!"

He knew the other person's English wasn't good, so he deliberately spoke very slowly!

Meng Hao replied, "I'm not feeling very well either!"

Mei added proudly, "I hope our next match will be in a real professional game!"

Meng Hao was delighted when he heard that!

This statement has two layers of meaning.

The first meaning is: Today's competition is for teenagers, so your victory doesn't mean anything!
The second meaning is: If there is another chance to compete, it will be in an adult professional competition. Can you go?

After all, most young players will eventually give up on turning professional and choose to go to college, perhaps due to insufficient skills or lack of funds.

Meng Hao chuckled lightly but didn't say anything.

You should save up more rackets; when you meet me on the professional stage, you'll have plenty to smash!
Meng Hao turned around and waved to the audience around him.

At that moment, he really felt like a star player.

It's the finals! This means I can be rated as a "Level 1 Tennis Player" and get guaranteed admission to top universities!

Not far away, Shen Dongguo picked up a mineral water bottle and took a big gulp of water into his mouth.

Really won?
Damn it, I misjudged again!
Not long ago, he confidently told his cousin that Meng Hao had absolutely no chance of winning.

"It's mainly because that Russian player messed up; otherwise, how would he have had a chance!"

"He's a Russian player, that's normal! Think of Safin!"

Shen Dongguo offered these words of comfort.

His headache was figuring out how to text his cousin.

He previously boasted that he was good at tennis, but he lost to Meng Hao twice. This time, he boasted that he knew a lot about tennis and had a good eye for people, but he lost again!
Headache!

At this moment, Meng Hao walked over and greeted him: "Brother Dong, I won! You had a good eye for people!"

"Hehe..." Shen Dongguo chuckled, "As expected, I always thought you could win; you have the ability!"

His polite words before the match unexpectedly came true.

"This is my buddy! He's from my hometown! And he's my cousin's classmate!" He thought of so many things all at once.

and many more!

This is the final of an ITF junior tournament!
what does this mean?
Shen Dongguo is practically an insider in the industry, so he obviously knows some of the tricks involved.

This achievement is something countless provincial team players in China dream of.

"Believe me, the provincial team will definitely try to recruit you and is willing to provide you with funding, but you will also be subject to some restrictions in the future." Shen Dongguo patted him on the shoulder.

Meng Hao had little interest in joining the provincial team.

Unless the other party only provides money and doesn't take care of anything, leaving the child completely unattended.

But is this possible?
Once you've taken someone's money, you'll be subject to more constraints.

Take Shang Juncheng, who is known as a child prodigy, for example. He became famous at a young age and has already swept aside many top players from home and abroad in the junior group, but he has never joined the Yanjing team.

He only agreed to join the Yanjing team after he won an ATP Tour title and became fully capable.

The conditions offered then were completely different from those offered during my youth!

Upon hearing this, Meng Hao was about to say something.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he turned to look.

Some people walked over excitedly.

He recognized a few of them; they were the local journalists who had interviewed him before. The others, dressed in suits, seemed to be government employees.

Sure enough, speak of the devil, and he appears.

"Congratulations, young man, you've made it to the finals!"

"very impressive!"

The reporters immediately surrounded Meng Hao, wanting to dig out more information.

"Everyone, let's wait until after the finals!" Meng Hao frowned and declined the interview. "Now is not the time to celebrate! I only want to win the championship!"

For him, winning the wildcard for the championship is the most important thing.

With that wildcard, he can go to Kunming, Yunnan to participate in the 25K clay court tournament.

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(End of this chapter)