Chapter 135 – Ophelia Hope lightened her footsteps, moving as softly as a cat, afraid of startling Renly before her. She stopped by the guitar case, took out a ten-dollar bill from her pocket, and tossed it into the case. Then, with her hands neatly folded behind her back, she nervously and anxiously fixed her gaze on Renly again. However, she felt shy, unable to meet his eyes directly, only daring to steal glances at…
Chapter 6 – Equivalent Returns Bang! Outer sideline. Bang! Center of the baseline. Bang! Inner corner of the sideline. Standing behind the service line, Gao Wen faced the wall twelve meters away, practising his serve placement. The length of a tennis court is 23.77 meters, and half the court is 11.885 meters. Thus, a twelve-meter distance is used as the standard for wall-based serve practice. Neatly arranged on the wall with tape was a “9×9…
Chapter 5 – Serving Practice The NCAA tennis team’s main roster consists of six singles slots, six doubles slots, and six substitute positions. Singles players often also participate in doubles matches. In team competitions, there are a total of three doubles matches and six singles matches. Because of this structure, even freshmen have the opportunity to compete for main roster positions. The fall season, which ran from September to November, had just concluded. As a…
Chapter 134 – Street performance After devouring a burger, Renly felt his entire body unwind. During the awards ceremony, his emotions had been too tense to notice much else. But once the dopamine rush subsided, his muscles tightened, and his limbs felt cold and stiff. Now, he was finally starting to feel human again. If he had a cup of hot cocoa, it would be perfect. But, well, one shouldn’t be too greedy, right? Sitting…
Chapter 4 – Doubling the Effect What would happen if… Growth Potential reached 100%? Gao Wen was curious. The entire winter training would last six weeks, followed by the NCAA spring season. Including the Christmas holiday and the adjustment period before the season began, this meant he had a full two months to figure out how the system worked, improve his skills, and then… Change the course of his destiny. Two months—it wasn’t much time.…
Chapter 133 – Relaxed Celebration “Mr. Hall, your trophy.” In the backstage area of the Nokia Theatre, Renly received the trophy from the craftsman’s hands. After the awards ceremony, craftsmen engraved the winner’s name onto the standardized trophy base, emphasizing its uniqueness. Looking at the engraved golden base, each stroke seemed to defy the passage of time, leaving an eternal mark on the trophy. The feeling was truly extraordinary. “Renly Hall,” the words felt both…
Chapter 3 – Growth Potential In 2001, Gao Wen was six years old and only just began playing tennis. That year, Lleyton Hewitt defeated Pete Sampras at the US Open to claim his first Grand Slam title. In October of the same year, at just 20 years and 8 months old, Hewitt became the youngest world No. 1 in history. At the time, Gao Wen’s first coach believed that even though his forehand lacked power,…
Chapter 132 – Knock on the Door “Wait, what did I just miss? Why wasn’t the Best Actor award winner Al Pacino? Who is that guy who won the award?” “Renly Hall? Who is that? I didn’t see him in The ‘Pacific’.” “I thought it would be Jeff Bridges. What happened?” “Is there some kind of inside story? How did this newcomer suddenly win an award? He’s so annoying, even mocking Pacino in his acceptance…
Chapter 2 – Training Master Splash! Gao Wen abruptly lifted his head from the sink, fresh oxygen rushing into his lungs. A wave of coolness eased the chaos and excitement in his mind. He stared at the youthful yet slightly unfamiliar face reflected in the water-streaked mirror. The face seemed vaguely familiar, yet it felt more like a stranger’s. Wet black hair hung down like seaweed. Spreading his fingers, he combed it back, revealing his…
Chapter 1 – Bright Sunshine “Gao Wen… Gao Wen?” A warm, cosy haze enveloped Gao Wen, a drifting, floating sensation that blurred his consciousness. His vision dissolved into a halo of light, making contours and lines indistinct. Amid this vagueness, a hint of blue emerged—clear, vivid blue—that instinctively drew him to reach out and touch it. A little closer, just a little closer. “Gao Wen!” A voice rang in his ears, sharp and startling like…
