I Never Hang Up When I Play Tennis

The content of this issue, the large photo of Makoto Takamura, hangs high on the large page of the first edition, taking up half of the content.

The photos of the other nine players, like a star holding the moon in one circle, highlight Takamura's handsome face.

"So what?" Takamura said calmly.

"Minister, this is Tennis, a world-renowned professional magazine, Marui shouted.

"That is to say, Minister, you are famous."

Others don't understand how Takamura managed to do it in the face of this huge honor.

"The strongest junior high school student in the world, Takamura, only you can deserve this honor." Shiraishi said.

Sincere tone.

"Yes, I don't know what QP, how strong Zeus is, but I know your strength, you are the absolute strongest." Tachibana Jiping also said.

"Takamura, I would like to ask," Fuji looked up after reading the magazine, "Did you really, from the age of 4, train 8 hours a day and eat professional meals-?

"Of course." Marui said without hesitation.

Even they often eat carbohydrates, boiled chicken, and vegetable salad.

Even Nioh, the pickiest eater, eats vegetables at every meal.

Not to mention Takamura.

Takamura was immersed in half a sound.

"Yes, I have strictly controlled my diet and my daily routine since I was 4 years old.""

uproar.

This time, Fuji and the others could only shake their heads and smile bitterly.

4 years?

What were you doing? Are you still wearing open-crotch pants?

And Takamura, has already started the tennis road.

No wonder, no wonder Takamura is so strong.

Now everyone is convinced of Takamura.

Not because of strength, but because of his persistence.

Munich Germany.

QP watched "Tennis" silently, clasping his hands tightly.

If it was just "Tennis" magazine, QP would have laughed it off.

However, things changed when his mentors and German seniors agreed that he was inferior to Makoto Takamura.

"Zeus, Makoto Takamura?

QP got up.

There is no time to waste, he is going to get stronger.

Berti also looked at the magazine coldly and photographed him seventh, extremely dissatisfied.

"Seventh? Let's see, I'm not losing to anyone.

Athens, Greece.

Zeus looked at the magazine silently, QP he knew, a very strong opponent.

And Makoto Takamura, an opponent who popped up out of nowhere.

Most importantly, it's all a mystery.

In this way, he can also be ranked in front of him.

"Interesting, I really want to play against you."

Switzerland.

Amadeus stared coldly at the picture of Takamura before training again.

He must wash away Japan's shame.

Japan, Tokyo.

Oshitari Yuushi, as usual, took out his subscription magazine and learned about all parties.

Soon, the latest issue of Tennis was discovered.

"Hey, this is..." Oshitari stood there blankly for a long time.

Soon, all Hyotei knew Takamura's strength.

The whole is silent and extremely depressed.

Atobe's face was also blue and white.

After all, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

At the beginning, the strength was too weak, and I didn't feel deeply about the strength of Takamura and Rikkai.

Now, as the strength continues to increase, the gap is really felt.

The more progress, the more hopeless.

"Atobe. 39 Oshitari whispered.

He was so afraid of hitting Atobe.

"Cut, what is the strongest junior high school student in the world, the strongest must be me." Akujin threw the magazine away in a careless manner.

Turn around and continue training.

In my heart, I have some admiration for Takamura.

(This bastard, seems to have advantages. Self-discipline.)

"Yes, Akujin is right." Atobe smiled, the heavy pressure not only did not crush him, but made him even more excited.

"If you lose your strength, it's not shameful, but if you lose your fighting spirit, you really lose.

"Yes. 35

Hyotei's fighting spirit is rekindled.

America, Echizen Nanjiro, looked at the Tennis report and smiled.

Pi Dian Dian took the magazine and walked to Echizen Ryoma.

"Look, look, look at Makoto Takamura, look at you, what qualifications are there to say that training is hard?

Silently looking at the contents of the magazine, Echizen Ryoma raised his head.

"Come on, it's still a long way off."

Ryoma got up and continued training, and before leaving, he suddenly said something.

"From now on, my training will be doubled, and my diet and routine will be changed.

·For flowers·

Nanjiro smiled.

I am very satisfied with this assist of the magazine.

(Makoto Takamura? Maybe Ryoma will have an opponent besides Ryoga.)

Japan, Tokyo.

The Tennis Association started a day of office work, and soon, they learned a big news that broke the tranquility.

"The strongest junior high school student?"

"We have all four?"

"April Fool's joke?"

After experiencing confusion, shock, disbelief, certainty, joy and other emotions, the Tennis Association was boiling.

How long, how long.

Finally got a good performance.

After experiencing the World Cup fiasco, the Tennis Association is no less than a strong injection.

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"The information of these four people will be broadcast immediately, TV Tokyo, Mt. Fuji TV, no, all the six major TV stations, newspapers, magazines, the Internet, and all that can be broadcast."

"Makoto Takamura is the strongest middle school student in the world."

"That would leak the players' intelligence, which would be extremely detrimental to the next World Cup." Someone retorted.

"What we want now is political performance, do you understand? Without specific information, how can we convince others of our political achievements?

Understand, stabilize the responsibility (keep the seat), work hard (up) force (official) advance (send) step (wealth).

The crowd was unconvinced.

Soon, the news of the four Takamura appeared on the six major TV stations in Japan, overwhelming the sky.

Takamura house.

Takamura stared blankly at the figure on the TV.

That, looks like his own son?

Or what is the strongest junior high school student in the world?

How do you act like a national hero? Is there such an exaggeration?

Beside him, Takamura Yuzhen looked proud, her eyes were a little red and swollen.

It was joy, excitement.

Fuji house.

Fuji Yumiko smiled, with a very bright smile.

It seems that his choice was right.

Akutsu Yuuki also saw the news and silently blessed.

Echizen Nanako, on the other hand, recognized Takamura, an interesting man whom he had met before.

"It turns out that he is so strong," Nanako sighed and read the news again. For the first time, he had a deep understanding of the influence of tennis.