"I want to play tennis!"
After saying this, the woman just gave the order indifferently: "I will only give you one year. The requirements are not high, as long as you enter the national competition, otherwise, there is no need to discuss anything."
As a result, he failed.
Regarding tennis, my former love turned to disgust because of women's strong intervention.
Until one autumn afternoon, the young man who could be said to have introduced him to the world of tennis asked him in the warm sunshine: "Kuan Yuejun, what does tennis mean to you?"
Only then did he really start thinking about himself, about tennis, and about the future path...
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I want to write a story about Guan Yue's continuous growth through tennis.