Cross the net king: tennis princess

Jing Fan lowered her head and remained silent. In another world, tennis was her nightmare.

I have to practice desperately every day, just to be able to participate in the tennis competition.

I was born into a rich family, and my father is an aristocrat in the Ue country, but he loves tennis very much, but...

This does not mean that she also likes it. She hates tennis very much. Before she was five years old, she studied etiquette like a rich lady. She is the only daughter in the family, and sometimes she has to study business. very tired.

After she was five years old, she realized that her nightmare had come. Not only did she have to learn tennis every day, she also had to learn about business knowledge and business. Apart from participating in competitions and studying business, she never left that forest. Good testing ground for tennis equipment.

Mirror Fan's pupils gradually turned blood-colored, and the light of resentment and bloodthirsty flickered in her pupils.

She never went to school, her parents specially found the best teacher for her to teach her homework, no one went to school with her...

In the huge room, there are only a few serious teachers and her who is young and weak.

In order to train her physique, she was sent to the primeval forest, and she even doubted why her parents gave birth to her.

The young lady of the same age goes to a noble school happily, but she can only sit in the teaching building specially built for her by her incredible parents with a large area. There are all kinds of facilities in the building, but...

She is the only student, and besides practicing tennis, she spends a little time in this place...

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"Chairman, what's the matter?" Fuji asked with some concern.

The beautiful eyes covered by the fan gradually returned to their original colors, and Jingfan’s thoughts were pulled back. Yes, she is now Yinlin Jingfan. Her father is abroad, and her mother has passed away. She is from Japan. Princess, no one can force themselves to learn anything.

"It's okay, tennis, I don't know how to do it!" Jing Fan refrained a bit, pretending to be regretful and said, the spirit just now recovered.

"Oh, really." Fuji Zhouzhu nodded thoughtfully.

"Can you show me your racket?" Jing Fan said this out of nowhere.

After finishing speaking, Jing Fan realized what he said, and was secretly surprised. He didn't mean to look at his tennis racket. How could it be...

Could it be the mirror fan's own thoughts?After all, I am not the original mirror fan, maybe the original mirror fan liked tennis very much, and was thinking about it secretly, but Fuji Zhousuke nodded and handed it to the mirror fan generously.

Jingfan couldn't refuse, so he gently took the racket.

Immediately, the touch of the racket made my hand tremble slightly with fear from my soul, and I didn't feel that I was holding the racket tightly. The nails of the other hand pinched the flesh fiercely, but I didn't feel it at all.

fear······

fear······

Heart full of mirror fans...

Suddenly, I seemed to see the primeval forest. Standing on the tree and tremblingly looking at the few hungry wolves under the tree, the cold light from their fangs is still clearly remembered.

Yi raised his head and looked at Jingfan quietly, as if he had noticed her abnormality, and interrupted Jingshan's terrible memories with a whine.

Jing Fan shook his head to bring himself back to reality from the memory, and smiled gratefully at Yi.

Then he looked at the racket sadly, and the momentary movement was completely captured by coach Ryuzaki who was resting opposite.