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"Fengjiang?" He didn't hear his friend's answer for a long time, but he tilted his head and looked over with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, which was a bit cute under the light of the street lamp.

"Can't you forget?" Feng He didn't really want to answer, but he couldn't really not answer.

"Why should you forget?" Fuji smiled like a bear drinking honey, "I can only remind you if I remember."

Feng He almost took a deep breath, black, it was too dark, his friend was completely capable of interpreting what it means to smile like an angel and talk like a devil.

"No need to remind," the so-called where there is oppression (?), there will be resistance. When being hacked to the extreme, Fenghe will also fight back. "There are no more cards."

His last card has already been used for a fixed purpose, and it is impossible to use it to be responsible for Fuji.

So, it's really not that he doesn't want to be responsible, he is also very helpless.

Huh?Why does it feel like a scumbag to make excuses for himself? Is it an illusion?It must be an illusion!

"Is there no card yet?" Buer thought for a while, "That's really a pity." He also sighed, speaking very seriously.

"It's not a pity," Feng He is now completely rebounding from the bottom, he turned his head and looked at his squinting friend, "I've seen it, it's very good-looking."

Because he was telling the truth, he said it very sincerely. He had indeed seen what Fuji used the card. The girl with long chestnut hair looked extremely cute.

Bu Er was stunned for a moment before realizing what Feng He said, and then his smile became sweeter, "Thank you."

His friends actually said thank you?As soon as this thought flashed through Fenghe's mind, Bu Er had already accepted it smoothly, "But if it is Ji Jun who shines in the moonlight, it will probably look better."

Feng He's smile disappeared from the bottom of his heart before he could show it, hey, he really shouldn't have teased his dark-bellied friend.

However, Fuji's words were not over yet, he looked up at the moon, "The moonlight tonight should be as bright as the night Kaguya Ji returned to the moon." He said and looked at Feng He, "Isn't it? ? The beautiful Ji Jun?"

"..." How could he know such a question, Feng He rolled his eyes in his heart, and answered with a very expressionless face, "Maybe."

Only at this time, he would thank himself that the expression on his face was frozen anyway, and he would not be shaken by any question he asked.

Feng He's expression was serious, and Bu Er chuckled lightly when he saw this.

After a long while, the black-bellied bear who had had enough of playing finally remembered something. He put his eyes on the music box in his hand, "Speaking of which, I accidentally dropped the music box during the confusion just now, and I don't know if it fell or not. bad."

"Did you just fall?" Fenghe's attention was on the monster before, and he hadn't noticed it yet, but he was still happy to change the subject, "Try it?"

"Yeah." Fuji agreed and freed up his hand to turn the knob, but unlike in the grocery store before, this time, there was only the sound of the clockwork turning, and no music sounded.

"Oh, it seems that it really broke." Fuji also showed a regretful expression. He still likes this music box. It has a good shape, good sound, and good music.

Feng He saw that his friend looked really sorry, so he tried to suggest, "Find someone to fix it?"

"This is okay," Buer thought for a while, "but where can I repair the music box?" He had never repaired this kind of thing before, so he didn't have a clue for a while.

"I don't know either." Fenghe has never cultivated such things, "Or whoever has more research on this kind of things may be able to cultivate?"

"Ask other people when I'm working tomorrow." It's a pity to give up like this, so I decided to try it first, "Maybe someone will know."

"Well, ask Liu." Feng He felt that the Data Emperor was very reliable at any time.Didn't Liu find a few books for him even when he encountered that kind of supernatural power incident before?

Bu Er also thought of Liu's expertise, "Hehe, good."

After returning home at night and taking a shower, Feng He wiped his hair with a towel, and turned on his mobile phone. The message prompt on it made him raise his eyebrows slightly, and then clicked on the group in their 201 dormitory.

[I also saw a magical girl today, it was different from what I imagined. (*￣︶￣)] He said so perfectly, and even @白石 on purpose, just because he was afraid that the other party would not see it. 【It's really like the wind said, a very strong magical girl. 】

Feng He laughed when he saw it, and went to line up under his friends, [Well, I saw it with Fuji this time. 】

After a while, seeing that neither Shiraishi nor Yukimura was online, Feng He shook his head, put down his phone and went to put a towel.

When he came out of the bathroom, the group was already buzzing, and Shiraishi, who was reminded to watch, had already appeared, 【Eh?Why are you still telling this joke? 】Even through the screen, you can feel the sincerity of the Sitianbao Temple Bible, 【You have to keep looking for new ideas in order to have new ideas when it comes to telling jokes.Just like our Sitianbao Temple, we are constantly looking for new and funny things. 】There is no end to the pursuit of being funny!

After Baishi appeared, Li Haida's master finally appeared, 【Feng, Fuji, are you all right? 】He still remembered that Feng said before that he saw the magical girl because he met a monster, so he was more worried about the safety of the two friends.

[Don't worry, it's okay, magical girls are amazing. 】Fuer answered Yukimura's question first, and then answered Shiraishi's words,【Does Shiraishi think we are still joking? 】

【It's fine. ] Yukimura felt relieved, 【Shiraishi didn't see it, so he still doesn't believe it. 】

【Don't talk so seriously, please】 Shiraishi shook his head at Fuji and Fenghe's behavior, 【And Yukimura too, he spoke so seriously. 】

He couldn't understand Li Haida's group of people. Could it be that their rigorous style in tennis has begun to spread to their jokes?

A joke has to be repeated until others believe it?Seriously?

[Hehe, Xijiang is still so sad,] Fu Er smiled and typed on the phone, completely incompatible with the word sad, [I still don’t believe what we said. 】

In this case, even he began to look forward to the time when Xi-chan really met the magical girl.

Sure, it will be fun.

【What you said is too strange.】 Shiraishi also sighed helplessly, 【How can there be such a strange magical girl. 】Although what he wants to say more is, if it is not in TV comics, how can there be magical girls.

[You will know when you see it. 】Feng He smiled from the bottom of his heart. He didn't know why, but he always felt that with the frequency of Lao Tzu Sang's appearance, Bai Shi would probably see him too.

I only hope that at that time, Baishi's three views will be okay, after all, not everyone can accept everything like his friends so happily.

[Hahahaha, when you were dreaming? 】Bai Shi didn't believe Feng He's words at all.

[This can be... maybe...] If you omit it, there is a deep meaning.

[Okay, okay] Shiraishi, who didn't think he might meet any magical girl, casually said, [I'm going to chat with Gabriel, bye~]

After Shiraishi went offline, the remaining three people from Lihaida chatted casually for a while before going off to sleep. There was still some work to be done the next day, so of course it would be better to go to bed early.

When working in the department the next day, Liu lived up to the expectations of Fenghe and Fuji, and quickly provided Fuji with a place where he could repair the music box.

However, the national competition is coming soon, and the Lihai Tennis Club has to go to Aichi Prefecture a little earlier, so Fuji has no time to repair the music box.

Fortunately, Buer was not in a hurry, so he wrote down the address given by Liu, and planned to repair it after the national competition was over.

When tennis teams from schools across the country gathered in Nagoya, the National Tennis Championships finally kicked off.

Different from the junior high school national tennis championships that I participated in before, the high school tennis championships looked more grand, and there were more participating teams. Of course, most of the participating players were seniors in the third grade.

Therefore, the all-first-year lineup sent by Lihai University this time has attracted extra attention from the very beginning of the opening ceremony.

"What happened to Lihai University this year, did you give up the whole competition?" People from other schools looked at Lihai University's lineup, their eyes were full of contempt.

"Who knows," his companion rolled his eyes, "it's a traditional strong tennis school in the Kanto region, and this time it might be a surprise victory with an all-first-year lineup."

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter," said the one who just opened his mouth and laughed out loud immediately after hearing the words, "You're such a good joke, and the first-year team won by surprise, why didn't you say that they are going to dominate the country with this lineup. "

His companion shrugged, "That's not a joke, but a daydream."

"You're right, maybe you'll lose badly in the first game," the man shook his head after laughing, "I really don't know what those people in Lihai University think."

"I heard that the head of the Tennis Department of Lihai University has gone abroad," a well-informed person came to talk to him when he heard this question, "Maybe it is because of this that no one in their tennis department can be sent to participate in the national competition." Contest."

"That's no wonder," the person who spoke first showed his original expression immediately, "It seems that he really gave up the game."

"I can't help it. Who told other ministers to leave," the person who interjected also sighed, "It is said that the minister of Li Hai University was very powerful, and he was also a first-class figure in the national competition."

"It's a pity that I went abroad." This sentence, I don't know whether it is a sigh or gloating, "Otherwise, maybe this year's Lihai University will be worth seeing." Of course, the subtext of this sentence is now gone.

"It seems that this year's Lihai University is not worth mentioning." His companion also said.

"Yeah, there's nothing to see." Even the well-informed person said the same.

In fact, when seeing Li Hai's lineup, not only one or two people present thought so, thinking that this year's Li Hai probably gave up the game.

Of course, not everyone is like this. At least, some of them have seen Yukimura and his seniors who won the championship in the first and second grades of junior high school, and they will be more cautious.

But after all, these are just a small number of people. There are not many people who are still playing tennis after so many years, and they are still the candidates.

The biggest difference between the National High School Tennis Championships and the Junior High School Tennis Championships lies in the attitudes of the junior high school seniors who participated.

It can be said that in addition to the honor of their own school, these third-year seniors are also working hard on the field. If they are selected by the coach of a sports university, they can go straight to the university.

This is the best opportunity for many people who put most of their energy into tennis practice instead of learning.

So from the very beginning, the game was full of gunpowder.

This was the case with the first match the Lihai Tennis Club met.

All third-year seniors, and their ministers, even regarded the national competition as an important springboard for their future.

Before the game started, the coach gathered all the main candidates in front of him, "You should know what the national competition means to you without me saying more."

No one spoke, but the expressions on everyone's faces showed that they knew what they were thinking.

"This year's Lihai University's main candidates for the last game are all first-year students," the coach glanced at Yukimura as the on-field guide, and sneered from the bottom of his heart, "Even the on-field coach."

This sentence immediately caused an uproar among his subordinates.

The coach made a gesture to suppress the voice of discussion, "But even so, I don't want you to take it lightly. After all, these first-year students won the national championship when they were in middle school."

No matter how much he looked down on the freshmen of Lihai University, he had done some homework, and the national competition cannot be ignored.

"Coach, please rest assured, we will not take it lightly." As a minister, he spoke on behalf of all the candidates.

The others followed the minister's lead, and the content was nothing more than that they would definitely do their best in the arena and not give the opponent half a chance.

Seeing this, the coach nodded in satisfaction, "Although don't underestimate each other, you must also have confidence. No matter how dominant they are in the junior high school tennis world, you have practiced for three years longer than them. Neither the competition experience nor the training intensity are comparable to them. So," he paused, "let these freshmen know that the high school tennis world is not a place for them to play wild!"

"Yes, yes!" They'd let each other know that this wasn't the place for annuals to be proud.

When the opponent's coach was doing pre-match mobilization, Li Haida's main players also gathered in front of Minister Yukimura.

On the court, the normally gentle and handsome young man restrained his expression, folded his arms and looked straight at everyone, with awe-inspiring manner, "This is the first match of the national competition, and it is also the first match of our Lihai Tennis Club in the whole country. It's the first match in the competition, so," he paused, looked at everyone in turn, and said in an extremely domineering tone, "We can only win but not lose!"

"Yes!" The voices that answered in unison resounded through the sky.

The order of the national competition is different from the Kanto competition. It is a situation where singles and doubles are played alternately, and because it is the first game, all five games have to be played.

Li Haida's first singles player was Feng He.

Standing beside Yukimura and getting ready to go on stage, Feng He adjusted the wrist strap on his wrist, and the weight inside had been taken out. Now the function of Li Hai Datong's wrist strap is only to protect the wrist.

Outside the arena, the voices of support have already sounded, but compared to the enthusiastic atmosphere in the third year of junior high school, the current Li Haida is just an unknown type in the high school tennis world, and even his opponents will not pay attention to him.

"Wind." Yukimura turned his head slightly and called out.

Feng He raised his head, his light-colored eyes were astonishingly cold, but also astonishingly clear.

"The first victory," Yukimura looked straight into Fenghe's eyes, "It's better to win." The other party didn't take them seriously. Of course, Yukimura knew that he would not be angry about this, but how could the arrogance hidden in his heart be Completely indifferent.

Feng He's eyes narrowed slightly, he nodded lightly, "Don't worry."

The victory of the first game, he will definitely win something better.

The third singles match officially started.

Although I don't think Li Haida's freshmen will be very good, but it is the first match after all, so the opponent's singles three also sent a strong main player, trying to win the first victory in one go.

And the opponent's strength lies in his heavy and fast serve.

Even in high school tennis, few could catch his serve.

This is also the capital that he is proud of and can stand firmly in the position of the positive selection.

So the people from the opposing school cheered when they saw that he had won the serve while turning the racket.

They can almost imagine that they can win the round just by serving, and then take advantage of the victory to pursue and win the singles three in one go.

It seems that even the god of luck is on their side, and the right to serve is transferred to the ball with a turn.

"What are they cheering for?" Outside the court, the Jackal asked inexplicably, "Because they got the right to serve?"

"Ah," Fuji also restrained his usual smile at this time, "Didn't Liu say before that the opponent is very good at serving."

"They think that Lord Feng must not be able to catch the ball." Liu Sheng's glasses flashed a light, "It feels like the winning ticket is in hand."

"I'm really confident," Marui rolled his eyes, "They have never seen Feng's tennis ball, so how can they be sure that Feng will not be able to catch the ball?"

Nioh twitched the corner of his mouth, "puri."

"It's not a bad thing," Liu said calmly. "The more confident the opponent is in his serve, the more favorable the situation will be for Feng. Once Feng breaks the moves that the opponent is proud of, then the opponent's confidence will suffer. Hit." He paused slightly, "And if the wind catches every opponent's serve, then the opponent might collapse."

"Isn't Fenghe sure to win?" Marui was blowing bubbles, never thinking about Fenghe's loss at all, just seeing how easy it is to win.

"The probability that Feng will win is 90.00% eight." Liu Xia asserted.

"Why not [-]%?" Fuji was also a little curious.

"If the other party is someone with better luck than Qianshi," Liu explained, "then [-]% is the possibility of such unnatural luck."

"That's simply impossible." The Jackal curled his lips.

"Hehe," Fuji smiled slightly, "Yes."

Nioh signaled others to look at the court, "Look, the opponent is starting to serve."