Chapter 110 Competition (1)
People around him were talking, and it was heard from time to time in Song Chujiu's ears.
Almost everyone is not optimistic about Song Chujiu.
After all, most of the people who can appear here are not professional players, but they just have a bit of love for sports. It would be great if they can have a few good amateur skills.
Zhou Chen has won several amateur players before.
As for Song Chujiu... his face was very naive.
Even if I know her, I know that she is just a daughter-in-law and a very illusionate kind.
Song Chujiu picked the racket, fiddled with the racket line from time to time, and waved it to try the feel.
For things like tennis, rackets are very important, and even the straps that wrap the rackets are very important.
In her previous life, she had her own special racket.
Song Chujiu tried a few, but none of them were very satisfied.
She said to the waiter beside her, "Do you have a special strap for rackets?"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, "Yes, I'll get it now."
Zhou Chen looked coldly from the side, "It looks pretty good. I hope you are not deliberately delaying time."
"Mr. Zhou is a master, so I can't do it casually." Song Chujiu held a strap and wrapped her tennis rackets, and said slowly: "Isn't Mr. Zhou's rackets specially customized?"
Zhou Chen sneered and said nothing.
After everything was sorted out, it was already half an hour later.
The onlookers outside the stadium were more and more watching the show.
"You serve first in this game so that I won't say I'm bullying women."
Song Chujiu was not polite either, so he took the ball and sent it over.
The moment Song Chujiu serves, Zhou Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.
The gestures of holding and slapping are very standard, and the serving movements are also very smooth. You can tell at a glance that you are not the kind of person who plays casually.
No wonder she dared to yell with him, and even said that she was good at it. It seemed that she had a few tricks, and ordinary people might not be her opponent.
only……
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Chen's lips. He was not an ordinary person.
When the people around saw Song Chujiu serving, they couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.
"Her serving posture seems quite standard. My coach taught me this way yesterday. Does this mean that this game is not a one-sided situation?"
Someone saw Song Chujiu's actions and felt a little more energetic.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the woman next to him refuted it.
"Since she dares to challenge Mr. Zhou, how can she be in a short while? Unless she is an idiot."
Zhou Chen looked at the line where the ball flew over and easily shot back.
Song Chujiu also received the ball and hit it back again.
Zhou Chen snorted coldly, increasing the strength of his wrists, and the tennis ball flew towards Song Chujiu in a fierce manner.
The ball has great power. Song Chujiu did not take the ball head-on, but waited for the tennis ball to bounce before hitting back.
It is true that Song Chujiu is very talented, but since she traveled here, she has never played tennis. It is inevitable that she has some skills and has not used them so well.
Although the ball was caught by her, it bounced high and drew a parabola in the air.
Song Chujiu's heart sank.
Oops, I'm going to be killed.
Sure enough, Zhou Chen did not hesitate at all and directly destroyed it.
Zhou Chen raised his head and spoke slowly: "15 to 0."
The first game was Song Chujiu's serve, and the ball was sent by Song Chujiu again.
Chapter completed!