Netwang: The newborn Renwang

In the afternoon, Saito and several people also gathered everyone to talk, and the day after tomorrow will they officially start training, and there will be a day and a half left for them to pour jet lag.

Then he took them to the training room assigned to them to take a look, and told them not to mess around except training, and to inform Renwang or them of anything, so that everyone disbanded.

“U9, what do you think”

Byodoin and Renwang stood outside, looking at the layout of U17 here, and I have to say that the gap in resources can be seen from the surface alone.

“We there, except for the U17, the senior national team, they are different here~ I am afraid it is not so easy to want a complete revolution~”

Renwang voiced his guess.

A two-year-old ladder, U17 with 19 and 21 on top, and then the official national team.

Except for a few people, most people take it step by step.

Of course, in fact, those who can really stand in the national team are a small part.

Among most people, there is only a very small chance that there will be a ‘big night’ player, and everyone else is occupied by those geniuses.

“So, they’re doing this not only to expand externally, but also to continue this momentum and complete a complete replacement internally?”

Byodoin’s tone was a little trance.

If you think about it, their revolution really came easier, there were people above who supported it, and below they directly penetrated.

But this side or most tennis powerhouses are different, they do not lack talent, and the age gap cannot be erased.

Above the U7, there is more or less resistance to former geniuses becoming geniuses of this generation.

Under normal circumstances, everyone should help each other, the latter inherits the glory of the former, and the former delivers its own inheritance.

But at the intersection of the two eras, the former becomes the biggest obstacle to the latter.

“A long time maybe~”

Renwang nodded.

Everything is still just his speculation, he actually does not understand these, can only say that through his past experience and experience and current vision to analyze, things are likely to be like the Byoyuan said.

This move of country M, as he imagined at the beginning, had a greater effect.

It’s just that~

“It’s not that easy~”

When there is no common interest, you are not good, it means that I am good, this will not only be them, everyone will!

“How to play this time?”

After the Equal Court nodded, they no longer said this, how about it specifically, just see how things develop later, they are just one more vigilant now, and it is useless to guess more.

So with some hope, Byodoin asked about Nio’s general policy this time.

Country M, he is also very expected~

Ralph. Reinhardt’s name, he had heard a lot when he was in Europe~

……

“Pete, you really don’t want to fight again

In an office, a yellow-haired old man with a twinkle in his eyes looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa.

“Donald, you have to know, I, Lao Le, and Nadal, have coveted the throne for a long time, I can’t bear it anymore, now it’s time for me to step aside~”

Pete said as he shook his red wine glass with a slightly intoxicated expression on his face.

Having decided to officially retire, he has long envied the life of his former opponent, and now he can finally indulge himself.

After ten years of ascetic life, he has won enough honors, and he is already a little tired of it.

“Didn’t you say that you already saw the way forward? Whether you can still win the championship or not, as long as you get to that level, you are the unique god of tennis! What’s more, if you retire, will those brats be able to grow up under the pressure of a Spaniard and a Swiss? ”

Donald was visibly agitated, waving his hands as if playing an accordion.

“The way forward?”

Pete put down his glass and looked a little stunned.

“That… It’s probably a dead end~”

Laughing at himself, he picked up the wine glass again, and drank it directly regardless of tasting.

“Dead end?!” Donald frowned, “Impossible, I saw that path in you, you definitely can!” No one knows better than me! ”

“Is it? The guy said that at first, but now he says… He said…”

Pete whispered something that Donald didn’t hear at all.

“You’re talking about him, the neon guy?”

“Hmm.”

Pitt nodded.

“That guy is just a coward, once did not dare to fight with you, now I am afraid that it has long become a waste, you should not believe his words, I dare not say it before, but now I know tennis better than him!”

Pete: “…”

His face gradually became strange.

I can’t help but sneer in my heart, that guy’s current strength is probably enough to beat this guy of yours to the sun with one ball!

I don’t know why, Pete suddenly had some sympathy for Ralph’s group of players.

But fortunately, this guy, although not in tune, has a keen intuition, or rather… For matters related to his own interests, Donald has a very keen sense of smell, probably because of his businessmanship.

Donald, who is now tied to the interests of the base, is still capable in terms of general direction.

For example, this time the operation, such as the secret involvement with Spain.

Of course, when it comes to involving Spain, Pete also has a lot of effort.

Thinking of this, Pete got up.

“I went first, the other teams arrived, and the guy from Spain is almost coming.”

“Remember, you have to take your time and don’t show everything to that guy!!”

Looking at Pete’s back, Donald shouted.

“If he learns all your stuff, Ralph they’ll have to wait for that guy to retire, I know that!”

Hearing Donald’s words, Pete didn’t bother to pay attention to him, just waved his hand.

……

Madrid, Spain.

Medanore frowned and stood under the plane waiting.

He didn’t understand a little, since it was to hide, why did he have to set up a special plane, he could leave directly in disguise alone, the base often carried out closed training, and it was not a big deal for him to disappear for a while.

Also, who does the coach let himself wait for here?

“Hey, boy, it’s time to go!”

A staff member beckoned to Medanore below.

“I’ll have to wait…”

Suddenly, Medanore’s words stopped.

Looking at the so-called staff, Medanore opened his mouth slightly.

“Ra… Raphael senior?! ”

“Yes!”

Taking off his hat, Raphael smiled at Medanore.

Pete, full name Pete. Plath!

Raphael… Nadal~!

A former king, a future king who has already shown his king!

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