HCB Chapter 4 An incredible result, the favor of the goddess of luck?
Chapter 4 An incredible result, the favor of the goddess of luck?
next moment.
He also threw the badly worn tennis ball directly into the air.
He leaned back, arched his back fully, and twisted his waist to the right and rear.
boom!
The racket hit the falling tennis ball precisely above and outside the left shoulder.
The sound is not particularly loud.
After all, for an eleven-year-old child who was severely malnourished, being able to swing a racket and hit a tennis ball was quite difficult for others in the same situation.
call out!
A yellow-green track suddenly appeared from the church. The speed was not very fast, it could even be said to be slow.
"Don't fall down!"
"Lord! Please bless Xiao Beichuan to succeed..."
"Go through, go through!"
"..."
The nuns and children all prayed and blessed in extremely low voices, fearing that any louder voices would affect the goal.
As the tennis ball moved, the atmosphere became increasingly tense and anxious.
When the tennis ball reached the car window, it was obvious that there was not enough energy left.
But even so.
The ball actually passed through the two windows of the car safely.
For an instant.
Everyone could hardly suppress their excitement and almost cried out.
But then, they became increasingly nervous and uneasy.
Because the shaky tennis ball actually formed an upward arc.
The height even exceeded Brand's palm.
"Super long-range topspin serve!"
"Having made it this far, your talent is already pretty good. It's a pity that you're still not the one that makes my heart flutter..."
Although Brand had seen many storms, he was still quite nervous at the moment and even hoped that Beichuan could succeed.
According to his ideal setting, the tennis ball should have a direct topspin and fall directly into the palm of the hand without any unnecessary trajectory.
But this ball still rose too high.
Looking at this scene, not only Brand was stunned, but everyone present was stunned.
Even some young nuns began to shed tears and were ready to run to Beichuan to comfort him.
"Failed......"
The old nun Susan's originally worried expression also turned gloomy at this moment.
His cloudy eyes subconsciously looked at Beichuan at the door of the chapel.
And just when everyone thought it was a failure.
The tennis ball hit Brand's knitted hat directly.
then.
pat~
It fell down weakly and landed in Brand's palm.
"!!!"
Brand, who was preparing to comfort Beichuan a second ago, opened his eyes wide after feeling the object in his palm.
"Luck?"
"If luck is also a part of talent, then he really made me feel amazing for the first time!"
"If it's not luck... then it's defiance of me looking down on this place..."
"But if that's the case, then... it's too scary!"
How horrifying it is for a child who is almost 11 years old, severely malnourished and has little strength to be able to do the latter?
It's a matter of identity replacement. Brand believes that when he was 11 years old, it was quite difficult for him to hit a high-precision topspin serve.
Not to mention high-precision topspin serves from ultra-long distances.
This not only requires the server to have a deep understanding of tennis theory, but also requires a high level of control over himself.
Without a strong talent for tennis, it is impossible to reach this level simply by memorizing and practicing a move madly for several years.
"Brother Beichuan..."
"You've done a great job. I wouldn't be able to hit that little ball either."
"Yes, you will definitely become someone stronger than the world's number one in the future!"
"..."
Compared to Brand's shock.
At this moment, the others had already shifted their attention to Beichuan.
In addition, the car was blocking the view, so he didn't notice the situation.
Even the children in the church had run to Beichuan. Even at an age when they couldn't control their own pee and feces, they actually controlled their tears and showed distressed expressions, comforting Beichuan like little adults.
"Everyone......"
Beichuan looked at the children in the church and felt mixed emotions and was extremely uncomfortable.
Although people here are poor and lack food and clothing, they still feel the warmth of home.
“Inhale…exhale…”
For a moment, my nose felt sore and my throat was slightly choked.
"Little Beichuan, even if you are old, no one will chase you out of the church."
"We'll be there for you!"
"That's right! Who says this place won't produce stunning flowers? Even if you don't leave here with him, Kitagawa-chan, we will work hard to make you a tennis player who will shock everyone!"
"..."
At the same time, the young nuns supported the old sister Susan and walked to Beichuan's side, and they joined in comforting her.
"Cough cough!!!"
"Well, I haven't told you the final result yet!"
After hearing those words, Brand came back to his senses from his shock.
Then he cleared his throat helplessly and shouted loudly to everyone.
The words fell.
Everyone looked over subconsciously.
Even though it looked like a failure just now, I still had a hopeful mentality.
They even hoped that even if Beichuan failed, the other party would still adopt Beichuan.
"He did it, little guy!"
“No failure!”
Brand's voice rang out again.
All of a sudden.
The whole audience fell into a brief silence.
At this moment, everyone suddenly looked up at Brand and the tennis ball lying quietly in his palm.
“Did…?”
"Success? Really succeeded? Did I hear or see it wrong? Am I dreaming?"
"Brother Beichuan did it!"
"..."
For a while.
The children in the church exclaimed in surprise.
Some were rubbing their eyes with their hands, while others were pinching their cheeks.
After confirming that it was not a dream, the tears that had been holding back flowed down.
However, this time, they were tears of joy for Beichuan.
As for Beichuan.
Although he was about 70% to 80% sure in his heart, the reactions of the crowd just now made him think that he had truly failed.
But now, I don’t feel particularly excited.