Doomsday Madman: The Prince of Tennis

There was silence and darkness in Sanada's eyes. This person has restrained all the daunting killing and cunning, and the appearance of wrapping all the dangers under the skin of this young man is so strange, so strange that he seems to appear here suddenly Instead of getting closer and closer to yourself, it is getting farther and farther away.

The purple-haired boy turned his eyes around Naruto and Sanada.There was a moment of surprise, he and Sanada were in the same class for a year, the two of them may not be said to be very good friends, but they still know each other well.In just a split second, he keenly captured Sanada's almost out-of-control emotions.

Maybe, that's why his whole vacation was not quite right?Although he hides it well.But in the eyes of those who are interested, it looks like a young man who has just fallen in love and was knocked out of the game before he had time to confess his love!Liu Sheng silently cursed in his heart.

Perhaps no one would have thought that this calm and personable Yagyu Hiroshi who is called a "gentleman" would have such a dark and gossip side!

Except for Sanada, the other students seemed to be very curious about this transfer student. The girls began to discuss with each other in lower voices. Besides being curious, the boys also showed an inexplicable hostility. When he was arranged in front of the class flower Mochizuki Ayana, a male student finally couldn't help crying: "It's over! Now the time, place, people and everything are taken up by this kid."

Immediately, the whole class roared with laughter, and the class flower Mochizuki Ayana lay down on the desk with her face flushed.

Naruo walked towards his seat with a blank expression. Across Mochizuki Ryana's seat, the two looked at each other. For a moment, Sanada seemed to see a familiar teasing smile from those indifferent black eyes. It was so fast that it seemed to be his illusion, the light in his eyes split at the touch of a touch, and there was only a silent indifference in those black eyes.

On the first day of school, apart from the opening ceremony and cadre meeting, there were no other arrangements.Students who have no club activities will basically make an appointment to get together in twos and threes. After all, it is the first meeting in the new school year after the spring break.

The April breeze caresses gently, and the air seems to be filled with the fragrance of petals. The warm wind blows a little drowsy and sleepy. Naruto yawns long and sleepily looks at the And standing tall boy with a ball bag on his back.

After a moment of silence, Sanada asked first, "Why did you come to Lihai University?"

Ming Yang raised his head, with an ironic smile on the corner of his mouth, the cold indifference that was pretended disappeared without a trace, and the profound facial features were like carved from ice and snow, cold and sharp, and at the same time with a different kind of Juanxiu and Dieli.

"Isn't this age the right time to study hard? Or is it that people like me don't even have the qualifications to study?"

"I didn't mean that."

Genichiro Sanada frowned heavily. It was the first time he saw this person showing such an expression. It was obviously the first time he saw it but he was convinced for no reason. Own.But there was a little helplessness deep in his heart, and even he was surprised. Whether it was their personality or the way of doing things, they could also be said to be two extremes. They were obviously things that he would never agree with. Not the slightest resentment or impatience.

"What are you doing here?"

The young man under the light raised his chin slightly, obviously showing a bit of reserved and condescending arrogance.There was a little childish impatience in his tone.

Sanada coughed in embarrassment: "I just didn't expect you to come to Lihai University. I haven't thanked you for what happened last time. I invite you to dinner."

Ming Yang snorted softly, accepting the explanation, "Uncle, I want to eat ramen."

Sanada responded softly, and the light of the street lamp elongated the figures of the two, walking further and further away.

"Boss, a super extra-large bowl of ramen, double the amount of dried bamboo shoots and eggs."

The boss gave a familiar greeting, and turned his gaze to Sanada, "Student, what do you want to order? The ramen in the small shop is delicious and affordable. Would you like to have a super extra-large bowl of ramen?"

The enthusiastic attitude of the boss made Sanada a little stressed.In the end, I ordered a large bowl of ramen.When the ramen was served, I was secretly glad that I only ordered a large bowl.The legendary Super Bowl is really not something ordinary people can finish.There is a thick layer of dried bamboo shoots on the surface, which looks very attractive.

The Japanese are used to eating ramen with big mouthfuls, and it is best to make a sound.But when Naruto ate ramen, it was obviously not Japanese. His movements were very elegant, as if what he was eating was not ramen, but a candlelight dinner in a high-end western restaurant.There will be no noise, but that graceful movement will not affect his speed at all, and every time the ramen, dried bamboo shoots, and other side dishes on the chopsticks are not too much, he just finished eating in one bite, and his eyes don't even need to look at the bowl In, but the things picked up are exactly the same every time.

Every time the boss will smile kindly. Obviously, although he will not make any noise when eating noodles, his appetite is already the biggest compliment to the boss's craftsmanship.

Although it was not the first time for Sanada to watch him eat, he still couldn't help suspecting that his stomach was a different dimension.Maybe the two really had a special connection. Someone knew about Sanada's slander. Naruto looked at Sanada innocently, "What are you doing? Have you ever seen something edible?"

Sanada: "..."

Ming Yang drank the last sip of noodle soup contentedly, and put down the bowl. "Hey, in order to thank you for inviting me to eat noodles, in return I will play tennis with you."

"I don't know how to put water."

"Uncle, whoever fixes it doesn't know! But I don't have a racket."

"..." Can this really play tennis?

"Hahaha, I lied to you, I have a tennis court at home."

Visiting this single-family villa again, I can’t tell what it’s like, it’s actually very close to Lihai University, half an hour’s walk away, the location is very quiet, it’s a standard European-style building.There is no trace of Japanese traditional Japanese room even in the interior decoration, but it is not difficult to understand that he is not an authentic Japanese, and he was not even born and raised in Japan!

Japanese people should sleep on tatami mats. This is Genichiro Sanada's obstinacy as a traditional Japanese man.

Although it is not surprising to build a tennis court at home, if there are not only tennis courts, but also advanced sports equipment, including ball machines, etc., and even several machines that are completely useless. It is more complete than the equipment of a high-end tennis club.

He couldn't imagine a guy who didn't even have a racket to practice tennis with these equipment.

"In fact, my brother is a tennis coach." It should be said that Zeng Jin is.

Maybe it was because Sanada's puzzled eyes were too obvious, Mingo explained.Although this explanation is not very credible.

Sanada is a person who really loves tennis, and tennis has long been the most inseparable part of his life.

Sanada holding up the racket is like a samurai holding up his sword and a knight holding up his sword.Pious and focused, with a strong sense of oppression.

"I won't let the water go, let the horse come!" Even though he has never fought against each other, he knows what kind of opponent he is facing.

"Uncle, I know you are very good. I have seen you play tennis. At that time, you were about to participate in the final of the Kanto Championship."

Sanada was stunned all of a sudden, the eve of last year's Kanto competition?So they've met before!

Sanada was stunned, was it because of this reason that he rescued him at that time?

"At that time, I was thinking, Uncle, you are fierce, serious and boring, no girls will like you!"

Sanada: "..." Hey, it's rude to slander in front of others!In short, deep down in Sanada's heart, he will never admit that what he said is the truth!

Love tennis!Treat tennis with the most serious and pious attitude, absolutely not allowing defeat.That's why I have to be serious about playing tennis with you, Uncle.

Lihai University Tennis Club.

Although it is not required to participate in club activities on the first day of school, the tennis club practiced in the form of competitions as usual. After the fierce competition, most members of the tennis club have left the school.Only the main selection team of the school team will stay for meetings or practice overtime independently.But today there is clearly one exception.

"Ah, ah! Genichiro is going on a date, isn't he? After all, are there really cute girls who would like to date him?"

As the only third grader selected by the school team, Mori Kosaburo was quite merciless when he complained about his junior.Well, he wouldn't know anyway!

Fumi Marui, who blew out a light green gum bubble, rolled his eyes indecently, please, you're the one who slipped away from practice to go on a date with a cute girl!An unreliable Maori senior.

"0% chance of dating a girl, but 99.9% chance of hiding something from us."

Mori Kosaburo was puzzled: "Military division, why is it not 100% but 99.9%?"

Liu Lianer, the military advisor of Lihai University Tennis Club, lives up to his name.

Gentle as jade, elegant as lotus.

"Because there are always unpredictable events in the world, and nothing is absolute."

Hello!Then why is it so certain that the possibility of Genichiro dating a girl is 0%, shouldn't it be 0%?Isn't there such a thing as a case?

Lian Er turned her head, silence represented acquiescence.

After a while, the group burst into laughter.

At this moment, Sanada certainly didn't know that his rare "leave early" was complained by his teammates one by one.Even if they knew, they probably wouldn't have the spirit to "sanction" them.

The brown-yellow Lihai sportswear looked like it had just been fished out of the water, and the violent panting seemed to explode his entire lungs.

I have never experienced the intense feeling of fighting as if the bayonet saw red on the battlefield.

His tennis is strong, but he has also played against stronger opponents and tasted the taste of failure.But no matter it was Yukimura Seiichi who had never defeated countless times, or Tezuka Kunimitsu who defeated him a year ago, they couldn't let him experience the joy of fighting on the battlefield.

Like a warrior holding up a samurai|knife, wherever the blade goes, there will be a bloody wind, like a knight holding up a giant sword, the point of the sword is invincible.Can't retreat, can only keep moving forward, as if as long as you relax for a second, you will be decapitated by the enemy's attack the next moment.

When he realized that the game was over, he didn't even have the strength to stand up, as if he had really fought on the battlefield for days and nights, every cell in his body had gone on strike, and he refused to provide services!But contrary to the exhaustion of the body, there is an unprecedented joy in the heart.

The two of them slumped on the ground without any image. They didn't have the strength to speak until their breathing gradually stabilized.

"Uncle, are you happy?"

Sanada turned his head, and the two looked at each other.

The black hair was soaked in sweat and obediently stuck to the side of the ear, leaving a wet water mark, the head was slightly tilted, and the open neckline revealed a section of white neck, which was so delicate that it seemed fragile.The light shone on his moist face, showing a soft beauty, as if all the reservedness and indifference had quietly dissipated.Only the heart-pounding demure remains.

At that moment, Sanada almost panicked and turned his gaze.He realized that he had to find a topic to divert his attention, and almost blurted out "Do you want to join our tennis club?"

Ming Yang froze for a moment, then laughed, "I'm not the kind of person who will practice every day."

Sanada is also a little helpless, he really can't be expected to practice well, and it is already good to come to school on time.In fact, early the next morning, Sanada was hit hard by reality.Because someone almost stepped into the classroom with the teacher in the first English class, the always strict English teacher looked at Ming Yang's clear and indifferent eyes, and the words of the lesson were choked in his throat and he refused to say it.