He Mo suddenly woke up from his suffocating dream. He gasped for air and struggled to get out of bed to pour himself a glass of water.
Maybe it's because of my old age, but these days I always think back to the past.
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He Mo, the former city champion, had to leave his familiar field due to an old injury. After disappearing for a while, he went to an international school and began to make plans for his future.
By chance, he met a coach who was cheating and abducting people everywhere. The man lied a lot and led several people to create a series of scams, which brought him back into people's sight after he should have retired.
He Mo doesn't understand tennis. He is like a blank sheet of paper, waiting for people to discover it.
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"He Mo, do you regret it?"
He Mo silently lowered his head and glanced at Yun Qi, who was leaning over to relax himself.
He didn't answer Yun Qi's rare question. He just stretched out his slender fingers. The moment his fingertips touched Yun Qi's hair, he immediately pulled it back.
Yun Qi on the other end was not annoyed, and suddenly chuckled, and the pressure on his hands became noticeably lighter, "As long as you don't regret it."
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The pace of this article is fast, mainly explaining tennis knowledge, supplemented by emotional lines. I hope everyone will fall in love with sports.
Updates are slow and there is an ending.
Purpose: I hope everyone can love sports