tennis giant

Chapter 121 Add another sustenance

"An Sheng, congratulations."

After the game ended, Meng Hong immediately went to Ansheng and congratulated him.

Regarding the result of the competition, to be honest, Meng Hong was a little disappointed, but for this, he had already prepared for it during the competition.

There was no way, the trend of the game was too obvious. Facing Ansheng, he couldn't come up with any effective countermeasures. He felt that he was being constrained by him at every turn and it was difficult to perform.

"Thank you, Brother Hong."

Afterwards, the two stretched out their right hands, shook them hard, and then smiled at each other, completely abandoning the "hostility" in the game, and returning to their previous friendly relationship.

It should be like this, the game belongs to the game, but after the game, the emotions in the game should not be taken outside the game.

After that, the competition party held a relatively brief awards ceremony, and there were also group photos of the contestants and group photos with the leaders of the competition party.

By the time all these things were really over, the time had already reached 10:30 pm.

But when An Sheng returned to the players' rest area, he found that there were still many players waiting for him. When they saw him, they all stepped forward to congratulate him.

Obviously, for An Sheng who is so young, has already shown his strength, and is quite friendly, they all want to make friends with him.

In this way, An Sheng did not shirk, so he called them and went to have a supper together.

During the banquet, there was no doubt that Ansheng was the center of their attention, but after all, Ansheng was still young and could not let go when interacting with others, and he did not have the consciousness to be a leader.

In addition, he neither smokes nor drinks, which makes the scene somewhat deserted.

Fortunately, Meng Hong also participated in this gathering. He saw that An Sheng was not quite used to this kind of occasion, so he took the initiative to stand up, and his qualifications and strength were enough to calm down the scene. Finally, the atmosphere did not completely collapse. Lose.

"An Sheng, what are your plans in the future, continue to participate in CTA competitions?" Meng Hong asked meaningfully in the taxi back to the hotel.

An Sheng heard what he meant, but he was really not sure about this matter. The key was time.

"Brother Hong, if I can, I definitely want to play professionally, but for now, my strength is not enough, and I have encountered a bottleneck that is difficult to break through. I don't know when I will be able to Therefore, I am not sure whether I will continue to play amateur events in the future."

To An Sheng's surprise, Meng Hong seemed to understand his situation very well. He also saw An Sheng's surprise, and immediately gave an explanation.

"Haha, An Sheng, I guess you don't know it yet. It's actually not uncommon for a situation like yours. The most typical example is Ye Shuhao."

"As far as I know, Shuhao Ye reached his current level a long time ago, but obviously, he also encountered a bottleneck similar to yours."

"It's hard to break through this bottleneck, otherwise, after such a long time, he wouldn't be able to stay where he is."

"Including He Yiming, his situation is actually similar to yours."

"By the way, An Sheng, don't think that He Yiming seems to be a little lazy now. I have rarely seen him train hard. But before, when I just met him, that is, when he was in the CTA competition, he initially He was also a very hardworking person when he first came to prominence."

"It's just, alas~"

"Being unable to make any progress for a long time is a kind of torture to anyone, so He Yiming gave up."

"And even a player of my level can already vaguely feel the boundary line that restricts ordinary people from going further."

"But for us, even touching it is already very difficult, let alone a breakthrough."

Speaking of this, Meng Hong felt quite melancholy, but then he changed the subject.

"However, An Sheng, I don't think you are an ordinary person!"

"When I first met you, it was at the Kyoto Open more than a month ago. At that time, I could roughly judge that your level is about the same as mine."

"But now..."

"You know, how do you feel about fighting against you this time?"

An Sheng shook his head, he was also very curious.

"Hehe, An Sheng, at that time, I really doubted whether you were Ye Shuhao with a different appearance!"

"Really, you give me the feeling that you are really too similar to Ye Shuhao. Your skills are very comprehensive, and your tactical play is also very targeted. I have no choice. I feel that no matter how I play , are all under your Five Fingers Mountain, unable to break free."

"In addition, your state when playing is also very similar. How can I put it, it makes people feel that you are very stable and tenacious, as if you are very sure of whatever problems you encounter."

"It is also this feeling that makes me realize that your current strength is probably higher than most amateur players, and you have really touched the boundary that ordinary people cannot surpass."

"And you are only 16 years old now! This grade is far from reaching your limit, and even your body is not yet fully developed, right?"

"So, I dare to conclude that in the near future, you will be able to surpass this limit. For you, becoming a professional player is not just a dream!"

"So, An Sheng, come on, don't waste your talent!"

An Sheng nodded seriously, with a resolute look on his face.

Meng Hong was not the first person to say such words to him, but every time he heard such words, An Sheng's heart was shaken.

Without exception, they all have dreams in their hearts, but they don't have the talent to fulfill their dreams. When they saw An Sheng's talent, they unconsciously pinned their dreams on him.

This put more pressure on An Sheng, and at the same time, gave him more motivation.

When he returned to the hotel, it was already early in the morning, and it was at this time that An Sheng discovered that there were more than a dozen missed calls on his mobile phone.

The people who called him were obviously An Ran, Xia Yutong, Chen Feiyang, Luo Zhilin, Chen Haoyu and others. Thinking about it, they were all very concerned about the result of this competition.

But it was late at night, and An Sheng couldn't call them back, so he edited a text message and sent it to the group.

To his surprise, shortly after he sent the message, they were all in good agreement, and all of them replied to him.

I have to say that this moved An Sheng a little. They had obviously been waiting for news from him, even late at night, they were still waiting.

(End of this chapter)