Tennis: He's so obedient!

Chapter 181 Post-match Reactions and Malicious Reporters! (Please Subscribe)

Everyone in front of the television had their eyes fixed on the tennis ball in flight.

Landing, bouncing, going out of bounds, score!
In the dead of night, a deafening roar of shouts erupted from several universities in Chang'an.

A loud "Awesome!" suddenly erupted from the window, startling the dormitory supervisor awake from his dream. He sat up instantly, wondering if an earthquake had occurred.

Inside the tennis activity room, after a brief silence following a point scored by members of the tennis club from an information technology college in Chang'an, a thunderous roar erupted.

"Brother Jiang is awesome! He beat Nadal!!"

"Just over a week ago... the club president was still giving us tennis lessons!"

They even felt a little unreal, after all, the player in front of them who was in high spirits at the Madrid Masters was actually their club president, who had also taught them how to play.

Seeing this scene, Li Hua, who was sitting in front, had images of practicing ball with Jiang Hong flashing through his mind like a revolving lantern.

"Why bother practicing when you're so tired?"

"I am prepared to forge the glory of Chinese tennis."

"Rongguang, right?"

"I want to win a Grand Slam!"

Finally, a bold idea popped into Li Hua's mind.

Could Jiang Hong really win a Grand Slam?

Li Hua immediately shook his head, after all, there were quite a few players who had defeated Nadal.

But a Grand Slam is still a long way off.

However, there is actually a chance to see Old Jiang play at Wimbledon.

Qin Province Tennis Team Training Center.

When the linesman announced that the score was valid, the two players jumped up excitedly.

"Awesome!!"

Wang Cheng and Lin Yu shouted excitedly.

Wang Cheng reached out and touched his runner-up trophy, revealing his bright white teeth.

"Old Lin, why don't you touch my trophy? It feels like it's gotten heavier!"

This guy is showing off, he's definitely showing off.

This is the runner-up trophy I won after losing to Jiang Hong in the finals.

The original purpose of the royal city was to remind himself of the loss and motivate him to work harder.

But now it has become a source of pride for him.

What? You're saying this was just a runner-up in an unofficial competition?

How do you know this is the runner-up title I won after narrowly losing to Jiang Hong, who defeated Nadal?

Jiang Hong defeated Nadal, and Jiang Hong defeated me.

Therefore, we can conclude that Nadal = me!
Lin Yu gritted his teeth, stared at Wang Cheng, and said with envy, jealousy, and hatred, "You deserve to die!"

In a residential area in Chang'an, Gao Jin, who was nearly sixty years old, heard Zhan Jun's voice.

Suddenly my vision blurred, and I stared blankly at the television.

His wife, Wu Fang, who was standing next to him, looked at Gao Jin without saying a word, then turned her head and glanced at him, noticing that his face was flushed.

Wu Fang was startled and immediately turned around: "Old Gao, are you alright? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No need!" Gao Jin shook his head at this moment.

He felt that as a teacher and educator, his proudest achievement was sponsoring Jiang Hong to participate in competitions.

This sponsorship may not be important to Jiang Hong, but it is very important to the school.

After all, they successfully tied Jiang Hong to the school.

After all, which school would refuse Jiang Hong's admission? Even Ivy League schools wouldn't.

Most students rely on the school to find jobs and make a living, but now Jiang Hong is the pride of the school.

China Tennis Management Center!
The national team coaches, as well as leaders from the management center and the Tennis Association, all crowded into the conference room to watch the match between Jiang Hong and Nadal.

As leaders, they are mostly over fifty years old.

Watching the game late at night has made me so dizzy and I feel like I could faint at any moment.

One of the leaders looked up at Director Sun, a hint of discontent creeping into his mind.

"Why are you watching the game so late!"

"Could it be that Jiang Hong can beat Nadal in two sets? Why all this fuss!"

Of course, he only thought about it in his heart and didn't dare to say it out loud.

"They won! They won! Jiang Hong won!"

"Defeated Nadal."

Just then, a loud shout suddenly roused many people from their drowsiness.

"Could it be that they've broken their serve?"

With a sense of skepticism, I looked up at the television.

Then we saw the camera focus on the scoreboard.

6-4, 6-3, are they in the lead again?
wrong!
Instantly, the leaders of the network management center were wide awake.

Jiang Hong seems to have won!
"Well done!"

Director Sun, a former volleyball player, watched the game intently the entire time.

As soon as it ended, they immediately started clapping.

The others in the network management center quickly joined in the applause.

After the applause subsided, a staff member asked Director Sun a question.

"Director, should we still issue the notice?"

Originally, no one thought Jiang Hong could beat Nadal.

Their network management center has prepared a notice to praise Jiang Hong's performance at the Madrid Masters.

This shows that their network management center is on the same side as Jiang Hong.

Director Sun immediately waved his hand and said decisively, "Of course it must be sent! Send the congratulatory letter immediately!"

"But we just sent it out yesterday!" The staff member looked a little embarrassed, since they couldn't continue writing according to the template.

Moreover, sending two congratulatory messages in a row makes it seem like their congratulatory messages are cheap.

"Yesterday is yesterday, today is today!" Director Sun's expression suddenly turned serious.

The staff member immediately nodded: "Yes, sir, I'll go right away!"

At this moment, Li Gong, inside IMG's China branch, was jumping up and down excitedly.

"Jiang Hong won! He won!"

He had already approached the media after winning the first game, asking them to write articles about Jiang Hong's narrow defeat, portraying him as a tragic young man carrying the weight of the entire Chinese tennis world on his shoulders.

But now that they've won, Li Gong isn't in a hurry to contact the media.

In any case, these media outlets pounce on such big news like sharks smelling blood.

Defeating Nadal is an achievement that even Li Gong couldn't have imagined.

At that time, its commercial value will increase several times over.

The office of the head of the Hyde branch in Fuzhou was still brightly lit.

"Jiang Shen won! He defeated Nadal and advanced to the semifinals."

Gao Yan immediately stood up excitedly and shouted loudly.

As a fan of Jiang Hong, he would sit in front of the TV to watch the game even after getting off work.

Moreover, you get paid for overtime and can rest during the day—where else can you find such a wonderful thing?

Of course, the best thing was that my idol defeated Nadal.

After that China Open match, Gao Yan became a fan of Jiang Hong and a tennis enthusiast.

However, Jiang Hong didn't have many matches, so he curiously watched the other matches.

He also really likes Nadal's sharp style, and of course, Jiang Hong, as the place where his dream began, is even more important.

However, he also understands Nadal's strength and his status in the tennis world.

Zhao Hui ignored Gao Yan's shouts. Having such a fan would make it easier to contact Jiang Hong later.

His first reaction wasn't to celebrate, but to breathe a sigh of relief.

It's important to understand that China's tennis market is still in its pioneering stage.

Therefore, the funds provided by headquarters were limited, and Zhao Hui chose to go all in this time, betting everything on Jiang Hong.

It can be said that they rise and fall together, and suffer and lose together.

If Jiang Hong's performance is unsatisfactory and the advertising results are poor, he will definitely be punished.

However, it is now certain that even if the Chinese market is not successfully developed, the headquarters will not punish them.

Given Jiang Hong's age and the potential he has shown, he will definitely make a name for himself in the world of tennis.

It's absolutely worthwhile to be associated with such a supernova on the same warship.

After all, as a sports brand, it still has to rely on sports stars.

After the pressure dissipated, Zhao Hui closed his eyes to calm down, then looked up at Gao Yan and said.

"Gao Yan, contact the media immediately and hype up our collaboration with Jiang Hong again. Also, subtly suggest that Jiang Hong defeated Nadal right after our Hyde and Jiang Hong endorsement ad was released."

Although the advertisement was very popular, and they also saw the positive feedback online, it was quite good.

Now we need to add fuel to the fire and make it burn even brighter.

"Okay, Mr. Zhao, I'll take care of it right away!"

Zhao Hui nodded and said, "Okay, after you've made the arrangements, you can rest today!"

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao!"

At this moment, Chen Bochong, the president of Adidas China, can be described as being in high spirits.

Adidas entered the Chinese market as early as 1997.

Since China joined the WTO, its economy has been on a continuous upward trend.

Last year, Adidas announced a 10 billion yuan plan for the Greater China region.

Therefore, they also invest heavily in advertising and marketing.

The better Jiang Hong's grades are, the more advantageous it will be for them, since the three stripes on his clothes are quite conspicuous.

As for sponsorship fees, they are just a drop in the ocean for them.

Most importantly, Jiang Hong also defeated their arch-rival, Nadal, who is sponsored by Nike.

Currently, all the players in the Madrid Masters, whether it's Djokovic, Kiefer, or Jiang Hong, are sponsored by Adidas.

In the next match, Jiang Hong will face Djokovic.

The opponent's skills are outstanding, especially their performance this year, which has improved dramatically.

He won two Masters titles, reached the fourth round of the Australian Open, the semifinals of both the French Open and Wimbledon, and the final of the US Open.

The only downside is that the Serbian market, which the other party is backed by, is not very large.

Furthermore, Djokovic is not very popular in the European and American markets.

To be honest, Chen Bochong really hoped that Jiang Hong could win the match.

When he plays against Federer, it will probably generate another wave of buzz.

However, there's nothing I can do to decide these things.

"Sigh, I was too greedy!"

……

"IN!"

The moment the linesman's voice rang out.

Jiang Hong suddenly raised his head and roared, shattering the tranquility of the match. "I won! I really... won!"

To be honest, Jiang Hong still carries a lot of pressure during regular matches.

It's not just the pressure from your opponents.

It was mostly him; Nalbandian was able to defeat the Big Three one after another and complete the Golden Road.

Can't I do it myself?

"The Golden Road is one-third complete!" Jiang Hong smiled for the first time during the entire match.

In an instant, the Madrid stadium was plunged into a bizarre scene.

Most of the stands were silent, but a burst of cheers from one particular area seemed capable of drowning out the entire stadium.

Utterly insane.

Chinese fans stood up from their seats, shouting, cheering, and roaring.

At this moment, it's not just about Jiang Hong's victory over Nadal.

It was also their victory against the Spanish fans.

The Spanish fans' faces were filled with astonishment.

"You lost?"

"Nadal actually lost to a completely unknown player!"

"Damn it, I still haven't defeated this guy!"

The opponent's best result was only winning a regular international series tour.

They didn't even win a gold medal.

I've been watching Jiang Hong's matches since the Robredo round, and I've been hoping he would lose, but now he's even defeated Nadal.

Although I'm exhausted, victory feels so good!
It's wonderful to go to such lengths to defeat a superstar you could only look up to in your past life.

No longer numb from the blows of life.

When you're constantly charging at your opponent, you can feel your heart pounding and your blood boiling.

The reporters at the scene were even more excited than Jiang Hong, eagerly stretching out their cameras to capture his expression.

Jiang Hong raised his head and looked at Nadal across from him.

The other person still had a hint of disappointment on their face, after all, Nadal was only 21 years old at the time.

They haven't yet developed the habit of remaining calm and composed in the face of winning or losing, honor or disgrace.

Of course, he wasn't too upset. He walked to the net and waited for the winner.

Jiang Hong also walked over and shook hands with the other party.

Nadal spoke first, "You are very strong and young. I hope we can play against each other again next time!"

Jiang Hong nodded, "I'm also very much looking forward to playing against you, after all, you're a tennis superstar!"

Upon hearing this, Nadal gave a wry smile: "But even I, a superstar, have been brought down by you."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Nadal didn't linger. "Enjoy your victory, after all, your next opponent is no pushover."

After Nadal left, Jiang Hong turned around and shook hands with the referee.

Then, he looked up at the Chinese fans in the stands.

They had already left their seats and squeezed into the front row of the audience.

"Jiang Hong, Jiang Hong, Jiang Hong!"

Fans leaning over the front row of the stands shouted Jiang Hong's name loudly.

Jiang Hong turned around and took out two rackets he had used in the match from his bag.

Then write your name on it.

Defeating world number two Nadal, giving away tennis balls seems a bit stingy.

Jiang Hong walked to the front row of the audience and pointed to the netizens holding the support group from the Tieba forum.

After all, they are his own cyber coach and cheerleaders, so of course he should give them the first racket.

"Here! Here! Jiang Shen!"

"Jiang Shen, I've been your fan for ten years!"

"I've been a fan for twenty years!"

"Hey, hey, hey, Jiang Shen isn't even twenty years old yet!"

Jiang Hong flicked his arm, and the racket flew out.

In an instant, the racket traced an arc and landed in the group of netizens.

Jiang Hong then turned slightly to face the other Chinese fans, who may not understand tennis but still came to support him.

With another flick of his arm, the racket flew out instantly.

Jiang Hong then signed autographs for them from the stands.

The interaction didn't end until the host called on Jiang Hong to accept the interview.

Turning around, I found it was still ESPN, the Spanish television network.

Today's interviewer is Carlos Reyes, a senior reporter from ESPN. He is holding a microphone, and a cameraman carrying a camera is following behind him as he walks towards Jiang Hong.

He had originally prepared many questions for Nadal, but now he was interviewing this young Chinese boy instead.

"First of all, congratulations on defeating a great tennis player like Nadal and achieving a historic victory!" Reyes' opening was very smooth.

Jiang Hong did not react much to Reyes's praise of Nadal.

After all, if Nadal had followed his original trajectory, he would indeed have been a great player.

"Thank you!" Jiang Hong said calmly.

Reyes' first question was somewhat ill-intentioned.

"Based on the statistics from the match, many viewers also noticed that Nadal committed 17 unforced errors today, which is 43% higher than his season average. How much of your victory do you attribute to your opponent's poor form?"

The first question is particularly pointed.

However, Jiang Hong was prepared, after all, the Spanish media had made many malicious speculations about him before.

Jiang Hong remained calm, glanced at the other party, and said, "You'll have to ask Nadal about that. As his opponent, I can't control his form; I can only do my best to play each ball well."

Reyes ran into a wall with his first question. If you asked Nadal, he would never say that he lost the match because he was not in good form.

However, as a seasoned journalist, I certainly wouldn't feel embarrassed about it.

"Jiang, what does this match mean to you?"

The second question wasn't particularly sharp; after all, you can't be at each other's throats the whole time.

Reyes deliberately controlled the pace of the interview.

Jiang Hong thought for a moment, recalling that he had once said on a forum that he wanted to defeat Nadal, Federer, and Djokovic.

Now, he has finally defeated Nadal, one of the Big Three, on the court.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Hong slowly spoke: "Perhaps, this represents a beginning!"

The road to gold has just begun.

Reyes' eyes lit up, and he immediately seized on Jiang Hong's words, pressing for more information.

"You just said that this is just the beginning, so does that mean your goal is already set on winning this Masters tournament, or even a Grand Slam!"

Jiang Hong didn't react much to what the other person said.

"I think any player who reaches the semi-finals will have the championship as their goal!"

"As for the Grand Slam—" she paused, then continued, "I think it's every tennis player's dream!"

Jiang Hong appeared very calm, and Reyes's little schemes had no effect whatsoever.

“One last question,” Reyes regained his composure and began, “Many players only have one standout game before they run out of luck. Do you have that concern?”

Now, Reyes can be described as pure malice.

He wasn't worried about Jiang Hong getting angry at all; in fact, he even thought it would be best if Jiang Hong slapped him twice.

After all, that's how you get traffic.

Because the post-match interviews will also be broadcast live by CCTV, and will be accompanied by translation.

The fans erupted in anger upon hearing the reporter's words.

"What the hell does this jerk mean?"

"They actually cursed Jiang Shen, saying this was his most glorious moment!"

"Can't you speak properly?"

To be honest, Reyes does have a point.

Because Nalbandian started his golden run at the Madrid Masters and then won back-to-back titles at the Paris Masters.

This was the most glorious moment of his career.

However, Jiang Hong, who possesses cheat codes, is clearly not among them.

Jiang Hong raised his head, looked at Reyes, and said calmly, "I also believe this match will be my highlight moment, but I believe there will be many more such highlights in the future. Luck always favors those who work hard!"

Jiang Hong finished the interview, picked up his bag, and walked towards the players' tunnel.

Meanwhile, Fu Yunlong and Ma Kejie were already waiting for Jiang Hong there.

"Old Jiang, you're awesome!"

Fu Yunlong, who usually acts nonchalantly, ran over excitedly and gave a thumbs up.

Jiang Hong waved his hand, saying modestly, "So-so!"

Fu Yunlong immediately leaned over with a cheeky grin and asked, pretending to be conducting an interview.

"Mr. Jiang Hong, when you say 'average,' are you referring to your own performance or your opponent's?"

Jiang Hong's face darkened, and he immediately offered an international friendship gesture.

Meanwhile, Mark Jie looked at Jiang Hong with utter admiration.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, you're amazing!"

"They actually managed to beat Nadal!"

Jiang Hong shook his head and denied it, saying, "I did not defeat Nadal!"

"Huh?" Mark Jie was stunned for a moment, looking at Jiang Hong with a puzzled expression.

"I've only beaten my opponent so far; only by beating Nadal at the French Open will I truly defeat him!"

Upon hearing this, Mark Jie immediately gasped, never expecting that Jiang Hong had such great ambitions.

After all, Nadal achieved the feat of winning three consecutive French Open titles.

Even Federer, currently recognized as the number one player, has been unable to wrest the French Open title from Nadal.

Although I had interned in other players' teams before, I had never seen a player like Jiang Hong who was constantly growing and improving his performance.

Mark Jie nodded and said earnestly, "Brother Jiang, I believe you can do it!"

Jiang Hong didn't take these words to heart and said with a smile, "Not bad, not bad, I'll give you a raise later!"

Jiang Hong didn't continue chatting with the two people and turned to walk into the shower room in the changing room.

After a quick wash, he was then notified by ATP staff to go to Hall 1 to prepare for the press conference.

Post-match interviews are broadcast on television, while press conferences are where newspapers and media outlets look for material.

Jiang Hong nodded, put on a dry jersey, followed the staff to the press conference, and pushed open the door to go inside.

He casually pulled sunglasses from his pocket and put them on.

Then, flashes of light began to shoot at Jiang Hong without restraint.

He was considering whether to have Li Gong do an advertisement for sunglasses for him.

After all, he wears sunglasses quite often!
Jiang Hong strode to the front of the stage and sat down facing the media.

"Alright, everyone, save your film and let's start asking questions!"

(End of this chapter)