这是初春的杭州。草长莺飞,天蓝得让人心动。下午两点,在离西湖不到两公里的地方,浙江大学男子网球队正在进行着常规训练。男队的教练虞力宏坐在休息椅上盯着场上的队员们,他戴着太阳镜,让人无法看到眼睛,伴随着一声大吼,虞教练站了起来:“刚刚那个球怎么接的,跟你说了多少遍了,一点长进都没有”所有队员都转……过头看着他,他们对这一切似乎都已经以为常了。 This is the early spring of Hangzhou. Long grass flying birds, sky blue people heart. Two o’clock in the afternoon, less than two kilometers away from the West Lake, Zhejiang University men’s tennis team is undergoing routine training. Male team coach Yu Lvhong sitting in a rest chair staring at the players on the field, he was wearing sunglasses, people can not see the eyes, accompanied by a roar, Yu coach stood up: , Told you how many times, did not grow at all "all the players are turned ... looked over at him, they seem to have all seem to have been.