I don't have autism

"It's so strange, Yushi, I didn't expect you to be serious." Muko Higakuto teased Yushi Ninzu in surprise, looking at Kikumaru Eiji and Momoshiro Takeshi with more confidence.

"It's finally interesting." Yushi Ninzu tried his best to maintain his image in the heart of his partner.

The game went very well until Yushi Ninashi made a short volley to make it [-]-[-].

Xiao Jingshi should take a good look at his heroic appearance.

Atobe Keiseo pulled Atobe Keigo's hand, pointing at Kikumaru Eiji who had become different, with a bad look on his face.

"Father, that person has changed. Uncle Renzu..."

"Ah, Shinobu, this not gorgeous guy." Keigo Atobe crossed his hands, staring at the game on the field with piercing eyes.

Father is very concerned about this game, but...he doesn't want to watch Uncle Ninja anymore.

Atobe Keisei looked at the tennis bag lying on the side, unzipped the zipper, and took out his racket and a small yellow ball from inside.

"Father, I'll go over there to practice the basics." Atobe Keiyo bowed to Atobe Keigo, and after getting the approval, he didn't run away, but walked gorgeously and steadily.

Although it is a bit abrupt for a child to use the word steady, Keiseo Atobe is indeed walking steadily.

Toss the ball and start practicing hitting against the wall.

Keise Atobe's foundation is not solid. After all, he only practiced tennis for the sake of strengthening his body. It took a long time for him to get used to the feeling that the racket was getting heavier and heavier and couldn't be lifted. At that time, his wrist strength was very weak, and he didn't like the feeling of sweating, because it was not gorgeous, and the sweat was sticky and uncomfortable.

But since my father likes this kind of sports, there must be its magnificence!

"27...28...ah." Keiyo Atobe read softly, counting the number of consecutive shots he could hit, but he always hit the edge of the racket when it was more than 20, and then the ball Just pop it off.

If Father, you must be able to easily do a hundred in a row.

Atobe Keisei walked to the ball in frustration, just about to squat down to pick up the ball, when suddenly he remembered his father's way of picking up the ball, and wanted to try it.

It's just that when his racket touched the ball, the little yellow ball rolled forward very dishonestly, not at all as honestly as it was in front of my father.

snort!It's not too gorgeous!

Keise Atobe didn't want to be ashamed anymore, he quickly squatted down to pick up the ball, then walked back to the original place, ready to continue playing.

His physical strength was exhausted quickly, as long as the ball could reach the entire wall, the ball had been there, and Keiseo Atobe could only run fast to catch the ball in order to catch the ball.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that Uncle Ninzuzu's skills may be very good.

Even if Uncle Ninzuzu doesn't take it seriously, he can still win, which is much better than him.

His bangs, which were already wet with sweat, drooped on his forehead, and there was mist in his eyes.

Atobe Jingshi suddenly woke up!When did he have such strong emotions!Happy, lost, unwilling...

He actually opened his mouth to talk so much to his father, so impolitely provoking Uncle Renzu, what did he do!

How could he, who never cried, wet his eyes because of such an unglamorous thing!

Keiyo Atobe blinked desperately, and the yellow ball in his hand gradually became clear. He couldn't believe that he really couldn't control this unglamorous thing!

One click, one click, Keiseo Atobe paid attention to the place where he hit the ball, the center of the racket, and also the strength of the hit.

And when he finally hit fifty strokes in a row, he got bad news.

The people passing by were discussing that Bingdi lost the doubles.

Uncle Ninzuzu...lost.

How can it be? !Uncle Ninja will lose?Even if the person on the opposite side has changed, Uncle Renzu can't possibly lose!

Carrying his own things, Keishi Atobe felt unspeakably depressed, he didn't like Uncle Ninzu, that's right!But he also doesn't want to see Uncle Ninja lose!

"Ah, are you back?" Keigo Atobe looked at the sweaty Keiyo Atobe, frowned, and stretched out his right hand.Takahiro Kawaji put a towel in Keigo Atobe's hand as if he had the ability to read minds.

He wiped it stiffly, and then simply handed the towel to Ninja Yuji who was still resting.

Resigned to his fate, Ninja Yuuji took a towel and began to wipe Keiyo Atobe's sweat, and all he saw was that awkward and unhappy expression.

"Ah, what's wrong with Xiao Jingshi?" Although Xiao Jingshi had guessed in his heart that he should have seen him lose, he should be the one who was unhappy. It must be that the person who brought it up was sad.

"Ah, Uncle Ninzu, how dare you ask! Who will allow you to lose!" Atobe Keisei was already full of anger, but when he was asked by Ninzu Yushi, he immediately burst out.

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault." Yushi Ninzu raised his hands in surrender, it was his fault, he underestimated the enemy, he didn't expect the opponent's temporary doubles combination to be so strong.

"I hate Uncle Ninzu the most!" Keiyo Atobe snorted again, and snatched a piece of cake from Xiang Hiyue.

"Ah, Xiao Atobe, my cake!" Xiang Hiyake's original unhappiness was caused by Keise Atobe's uproar, and only God knows where he flew to.

Atobe Keiyo bit the cake fiercely, completely oblivious to how unglamorous and childish his behavior was.Of course, he doesn't need to pay attention to these at all, because he is just a child.However, Xiang Riyue, who is so fussy with a five-year-old child, needs some attention.

"How many shots can you hit in a row?" Keigo Atobe transferred to Keiyo Atobe from the second game, and asked with concern, although his tone didn't seem particularly good, like a teacher checking a student's homework Same.

"52! Father, I will continue to work hard!" Atobe Keisei burst out the number with a little pride at first, but when he saw his father's gloomy face, he had nowhere to escape, he was still too weak.

He has nothing to be proud of when there are only more than [-], and it will not be too late to be happy when he can reach [-] in a row!

Atobe Keisei did not understand the negative consequences of pride and complacency at all, he just thought that his number was not enough.

"Ah, come back and report to me when you can do a thousand in a row." Keigo Atobe stared at the boy, then turned his gaze back to the court.

And the number of one thousand echoed in Atobe Keiyo's ears like a spell.

"Well, Xiao Jingshi, don't worry so much, it's easy to do a thousand." Yushi Ninzu encouraged Atobe Keiyo in a down-to-earth way, wondering if it was intentional revenge.

Keigo Atobe heard the sarcasm of Ninzu Yuuji, and immediately raised his forehead. Why are all his members so unglamorous!Isn't there a little bit of gorgeous light following his uncle's side?He cares about a child who is almost ten years younger than him.What a shame!

"I will naturally fulfill the request made by my father, so don't bother me!" Keiyo Atobe tried his best to fight back, so he would not be willing to be defeated!

"This is the best." Yushi Ninzu took out a pack of wet wipes from his pocket, opened it, and wiped the cream from the corner of Keiji Atobu's mouth.Keiyo Atobe was a little uncomfortable with the scent of violets. Sure enough, roses are needed for flowers!Uncle Ninja has really bad taste, hum!Even if you wipe his mouth, he won't like him!He would lose the game!He really misjudged him!

Until the end, Keiyo Atobe still couldn't forget that Yushi Ninzu, who was like a wolf, would lose the game.