Tennis: He's so obedient!

Chapter 166: Offline Solo Kill, Gaining Points and Rising in Ranking (Please Subscribe)
Many reporters breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Jiang Hong secure the victory.

After all, the outcome of a tennis match is unpredictable beforehand. Upon seeing Jiang Hong advance smoothly, he immediately published the article he had prepared in advance.

"Jiang Hong is awesome!"

"First Masters Tournament win, a historic moment!"

"Jiang Hong, you are my god!"

The viewers in front of their televisions cheered excitedly.

However, things quickly quieted down, mainly because the neighbors had started cursing.

After all, it's already past 1 a.m.

Jiang Hong was also quite excited to have defeated Del Potro, as it was a victory against a future Grand Slam champion!
However, Jiang Hong quickly calmed down, after all, his path to the Madrid Masters was not so easy.

His goal is not just to make it to the second round, but also to face the Big Three.

Getting past the first round was just a small goal for Jiang Hong.

Del Potro was deeply frustrated after losing the match.

Facing players of the same age or even a year younger than himself, he was swept aside in straight sets.

He had been in poor form for several tournaments in a row and had been looking forward to proving himself at the Madrid Masters, but he ended up running into Jiang Hong.

It seems I still need to intensify my training!
Del Potro stood up with his head down and went to the net, feeling a little sore in his eyes.

There are winners and losers; that's the cruel reality of competitive sports.

When Jiang Hong walked to the net, Del Potro still managed to put on a smile.

Congratulations, Jiang!

Del Potro reached out his arms, and the two embraced. After they separated, he encouraged Jiang Hong.

"Jiang, you eliminated me, so don't fail in the next round! Try to go further!"

There aren't many players who can offer genuine well wishes like Del Potro after losing a match.

"Don't worry, just wait and see what I'm about to do!"

After the two finished their conversation, Jiang Hong shook hands with the referee.

At this moment, he turned his head to look at the stands, where the fans who supported him were still waiting for him.

Jiang Hong walked over to the caddie, asked for a few tennis balls, wrote his name on them, and hit them into the stands one by one. Of course, he couldn't serve flat, since the audience wasn't made of steel.

The stands weren't filled with tennis fans; many more Chinese spectators had come from all over to support their compatriots.

However, after watching this exhilarating match, I was also captivated by the charm of competitive tennis and fell in love with the sport.

Jiang Hong walked to the front of the stands to sign autographs for the fans.

Of course, the Baidu Tieba support group was indispensable.

Li Bobing, the leader of the European branch of the internet cafe support group, chatted with Jiang Hong for a few minutes and made an appointment to take a group photo together.

A fellow member joked, "Brother Jiang, the forum gave us orders, but you didn't report your competition schedule there, so we came here to arrest you offline!"

"Didn't the competition just end? I'll announce it in the forum when I get back today!" Jiang Hong replied with a smile while signing autographs.

After all, if I had messed up in the qualifiers, I definitely wouldn't have said it on the forum, would I? Wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?

After the fans finished their thank-you greeting, reporters approached. It's part of the routine for the winner to be interviewed after every ATP match.

"Hello, Jiang, congratulations on winning the match! What are your thoughts on this game?"

The reporter arranged by the organizing committee handed the microphone to Jiang Hong, and the questions were fairly standard.

"I was naturally happy about the match, and my opponent was also very strong. I successfully withstood the pressure and won the match!"

After Jiang Hong answered the first question, the second question was immediately asked.

"According to the information, you are only 18 years old this year, which is very young. You made it into the main draw through the qualifying rounds. This is your first time participating in such a high-level event as the Madrid Masters. Do you feel nervous or pressured?"

Jiang Hong shook his head and calmly said, "No, for me, I just want to play every match well. My ranking is lower, so as a challenger, I don't need to feel too much pressure. On the contrary, the challenged person might have to think about whether they will be dragged down by me!" The following questions were rather pointless, after all, Jiang Hong himself was at most a rising star in the tennis world, and he didn't have any fame. The reporter couldn't ask any valuable questions.

After the post-match interview, they will need to go to the press conference room to answer questions from other media outlets.

As soon as Jiang Hong entered the press conference hall, he was immediately blinded by a burst of flashing lights.

Upon entering, I found that most of the people sitting inside were Chinese journalists, along with a few South Korean and Japanese journalists, but there weren't many European or American journalists.

Even so, the press conference room was already completely full.

To be honest, Jiang Hong didn't expect that the news about his participation in the Madrid Masters would only be out yesterday.

Surprisingly, so many domestic reporters have come today.

"If you have any questions, hurry up and ask. After all, I have a match tomorrow, and I need to rest and do some pre-match preparations when I get back."

As soon as Jiang Hong finished speaking, the reporters all raised their hands.

Jiang Hong would naturally prioritize state media, since who knows what outrageous questions those tabloids might ask.

A tabloid once asked Jiang Hong why he doesn't play basketball, given his height.

Jiang Hong always answered the media's questions flawlessly.

After the press conference ended, Jiang Hong saw that his fan club was still waiting for him.

He immediately took a group photo with the support team, chatted for a while, and then took Fu Yunlong and Mark Jie back to the hotel.

On the way, Jiang Hong received some information that made him understand why there were so few European and American journalists.

After all, the competition is over. Even if Jiang Hong isn't very famous, surely there should be at least two or three European and American reporters, right?

It turns out that Safin, who was on the center court, was eliminated in the first round of the Madrid Masters, swept out in straight sets by his opponent.

Compared to Jiang Hong, the news about this Russian Tsar certainly garnered more attention.

However, as a Grand Slam winner, Safin hasn't had an easy time these past two years, hampered by injuries, resulting in consistently poor performance.

Even so, the most commercially valuable tennis player in Russia is not Davydenko, who is ranked fourth in the world, but Safin, who is already ranked outside the top thirties.

Often, world rankings are insignificant compared to the honors achieved!
Is my world ranking higher?

Then let me ask you, what Grand Slam do you have?

If the spring breeze comes...

Alas, Safin is getting old.

While Jiang Hong was receiving physical therapy, Mark Jie stood beside him and explained the information about Jiang Hong's next opponent.

"Robredo, a Spanish player, turned professional in 1998..."

Although Jiang Hong had already fought Robredo once, he didn't expect Mark Jie to have collected such detailed information.

Jiang Hong had investigated all of the opponent's little habits and watched some of Robredo's match clips.

After Fu Yunlong and Mark Jie left, Jiang Hong was alone in the room.

He summarized his current gains, successfully advancing to the second round of the Madrid Masters. He earned 15 points in the qualifying round and 35 points in the second round, bringing his total to 50 points and $14000 in prize money.

With a total score of 512, he is ranked 81st in the ATP live rankings.

The higher the ranking, the more difficult it is to rise.

[I, Jiang Hong, am facing Robredo, ranked 9th in the world, in the second round of the Madrid Masters. Any suggestions from you guys?]

His fingers flew across the keyboard as he typed out the post and uploaded a group photo with his fellow forum members.

Let's see if there's a chance to get a free suggestion.

But it's already 3 a.m., there shouldn't be anyone here, right?
After refreshing the page slightly, dozens of comments appeared below the post.

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(End of this chapter)