Net King's Absolute Shutdown

I packed my luggage for a while, then put all of it into the large tennis bag I bought, and then put my favorite pair of rackets in it, and then went to a tennis store in the United States to buy it. A racket, if there is no strong opponent, use this racket, if the opponent is strong, use that racket.

I lifted the belt, the weight was okay, not heavy at all, and then I went to the airport immediately, or to Qingxue first, and then went to the u-17 training ground with everyone.

Wearing a pair of sunglasses, I rushed to the plane, and the plane took off after a while, but the flight from the United States to Tokyo was still very long, so I started to take a nap with my tennis bag in my arms, and I still needed to sleep Only then can we train better.

Tokyo. . .

"Hey, Tezuka, have you contacted Qianye?" Fuji looked at Tezuka and asked with a worried tone.

"Not yet." Tezuka's answer this time was very straightforward.

Fuji looked at everyone, and sighed slightly, "It seems that we can't get together this time." Fuji shook his head slightly, and then left. Tezuka looked at Fuji speechlessly, this person Really weird.

"Xiao Jing, can't you get through on the phone?" Ren Zu looked at Atobe who was holding the phone and was about to fall, and asked kindly.

"I don't know what that guy is doing again!" Atobe pressed down the veins that were about to emerge, and then pretended to be very relaxed.

Ren Zuzu looked at Atobe like that, he was speechless, his younger brother was his Achilles' heel, he had no choice but to quarrel every time they met, and to speak viciously on the phone, "What did Qingxue say?"

"I didn't find it, na, Huadi?" Atobe still said very easily, and Huadi also answered the same as usual, but looked at Atobe speechlessly with Shinozu's eyes, this guy really knows how to pretend.

Holding on to the slipped glasses, he pretended not to know anything and turned his head.

This time I came back very low-key, I stopped a taxi on the road, and then drove quickly to Qingxue, it was only past eight o'clock, I should have not left the school yet, I think I can catch up.

Tennis club?Walking into the school, I found that I seemed to have forgotten the way to go. What a pity, and the battery of the mobile phone was dead. Damn, the tone is really good.

Tennis club, tennis club, tennis club, all rely on memory, I went around for a while, and finally found the tennis club, but why is there no one in the main selection?

"Horio, where are you?" I looked at the somewhat empty tennis court and blinked in confusion.

"Ah? Supervisor, the seniors all left at dawn, and Echiqian came here just now, and they are also busy leaving." Horio touched the back of his head, and then asked very depressed, why are the two most important people in the tennis club today? Are you here so late?And they all came to ask the seniors, it was too reckless.

Hearing Horio's answer, I admit that I am speechless, and Ryoma is ahead of me. I remember that Ryoma is almost late, so I have to hurry, and I must not miss the ball. Then Ruined.

"By the way, there are volunteers in u-17." After saying this, I ran away in a hurry. I must not waste 1 minute, because this 1 minute can determine whether I can go to training.

After rushing out of the school, I lowered the brim of my black hat, got in a taxi, and drove to the u-17 camping place. I thought, even if I couldn't catch up with Ryoma, it shouldn't be much worse.

"Young man, are you going to U-17?" The driver said in surprise, "Then you are a high school student?"

High school students, this is the only share house with junior high school students participating. "No, this time they specially let junior high school students also participate." I said lightly, leaning on the backrest, drinking a drink.

"Junior high school student? That must be a super junior high school student! That boy, are you a volunteer?" The driver looked at me from the rearview mirror in surprise.

The corners of the mouth are a little stiff, does this young master look like a volunteer?This uncle's eyes are really not good enough. "I'm a junior high school student participating in the selection." After I finished speaking, the driver's smile froze. He didn't expect this boy to be one of the super junior high school students.

"Hehe, that boy's tennis must be very good?" the driver said awkwardly.

"Normal." I looked at my watch, it was only 08:30, it should be quite early, I guess I wouldn't be late.