[Net Wang] If it was you

Saturday morning.

"I am back."

After changing shoes at the entrance, I walked into the living room and found no one. I gently opened the door of the studio, and I saw my mother Lizi, as usual, painting intently by the easel in front of the French window.

He was about to close the door quietly and leave, but was stopped by his mother who had already heard the sound.

Lizi put down the painting tools, and while cleaning her hands, she couldn't help but complain: "The school is not good at all. Even though our home is nearby, all the students are required to live in the school. Your father and I can only see you on weekends."

Huili is currently attending the same school as her mother, and she couldn't help smiling when she heard her words.

Raising his hand, he took off the dry towel and handed it to his mother, comforting her: "Didn't my mother also live there? The school is pretty good, and besides, I'm 17 years old." He took her arm and teased, "Isn't it Dad? I've been too busy lately and don't have time to spend with my mother, so I thought of my daughter~?"

Dad Masayoshi Nagano came down from upstairs, just in time to hear what his daughter said, walked over with a smile, and patted her on the head dotingly: "He also said that he is 17 years old, and he will trouble your mother as soon as he comes back."

Eri stuck out the tip of her tongue, knowing that her father was always on her mother's side.

Masayoshi Nagano called his daughter to sit down: "Eri, Dad wants to ask your opinion on something. Dad's term of office will expire next year, and your grandfather is getting older. Dad is going to apply for a job transfer and return to China. You are also going to university. , so I need to discuss this matter with you. Should Eri University return to Japan, or continue to stay in France?"

In their hearts, they naturally hoped that their daughter would be by their side, but their daughter had already received invitations from several famous universities to enroll without taking the exam. It would be a pity to give up this opportunity, and they could not help their daughter to make a random decision.

This news was not unexpected to Eili. Her father was a diplomat, and used to travel all over the world. She and her mother were left at home in Japan, and the family in France was able to settle down later.Because the young family was often unable to reunite, the family cherished the present life very much. Now it was just going home together, and it was not difficult to make a choice——

"I'll go back with my parents."

The couple were a little surprised that their daughter made a decision so quickly, and worried that she would be impulsive.

However, after hearing her daughter say that she has plans for her future, and that she has already collected the entrance examination materials for domestic universities before that, she is relieved and relieved.The daughter is getting older and growing up very well, and has long had her own ideas, and they will always respect her ideas to the greatest extent.

After lunch, Hui Li stood by the TV on time, waiting for the live broadcast of the French Open.Today will be the men's singles semi-finals, and the first game in the afternoon will be Yukimura Seiichi's match.

Although she prefers to watch it live, it is really hard to get a ticket for the French Open.

The couple are not surprised, the daughter likes tennis, the two of them have nothing to do, so they simply watch it with her.

His opponent is very clear, that is, the British player Yukimura lost to at Wimbledon last year.I didn't expect to meet again in this narrow road, and the clay court is a great test for the physical strength and endurance of the athletes. This game may be a hard battle for Yukimura.

Eri couldn't help being a little nervous, staring at the screen intently.

Looking at the figure on the screen, Masayoshi Nagano sighed a little: "This kid is really good, his name is Yukimura Seichi, isn't he? I heard that. The boys in the office were still discussing that he entered the semi-finals yesterday, and everyone was excited Terrible, as if he has won glory for the country."

Lizi, who was next to her, commented out of her aesthetic habits: "You look good, but I just looked slender from the sidelines. I really didn't expect the style of the game to be so domineering."

……

The game was not the same as the fierce tug-of-war that Eri had expected. Although the score was tight, Yukimura finally suppressed his opponent and won 3-0 with a clean score... completely overturning last year's results!

When Yukimura smashed the ball into the opponent's court with the last smash, Eri was so excited that he almost stood up and won!

On the screen, Yukimura was thanking the audience. The TV station gave a close-up shot of the winner. Eri could clearly see the unabated sharpness in his eyes mixed with the gradually rising joy. It was astonishingly bright, only through the screen, Her heart was beating so hard.

After that, another group of competitions that will be broadcast soon has no interest in Huili.She returned to her room, with a big smile on her face, picked up the phone, and wanted to congratulate him personally, her fingers danced quickly on the screen, and typed: Yukimura-kun, it's so beautiful to win!Congratulations on reaching the finals!

Hit send and you're done.

How many times have I imagined this, conveying my congratulations and joy to him, even if he can't see it in the blessings of everyone, instead of just being an audience through the screen.

After sending the message, Hui Li lay on the bed, his last pair of eyes were still in front of him, and he couldn't get rid of them no matter what.

Finally, she simply got up, went to the desk, turned on the computer, took out the digital board, and started to draw the outline of the person, eyes, nose, lips...

Yukimura had finished the press conference after the semifinals and was driving back to the hotel.

In the past, after the game, there were always an endless stream of calls. Unfortunately, after the mobile phone was lost, the original number could not be processed for the time being. Japanese mobile phones do not have a separate phone number card. All calls are bound to ID cards and mobile phones. .So I can only temporarily apply for a French mobile phone number, and the previous address book is gone. Except for my parents and a few close friends, there is no way to contact them.

His side is clean, manager George is going crazy, his cell phone hasn't stopped since the game ended.Most of the calls were from various merchants, and he could only reject them one by one.

With training, competitions and college courses, Yukimura Seiichi is very short on time, and with the most professional training venue provided by the tennis club under the Atobe Group, he is not willing to spend extra time on endorsement.

Thinking about the huge commercial value that face might create, George could only secretly feel pain.

Yukimura, who was sitting in the back seat, was immersed in the game just now, replaying the details of the game to find out the shortcomings.

When he lost to this opponent by one goal last year and stopped Wimbledon, many people comforted him, saying that he lacked grass court experience and that the opponent had home court advantage, so he should not care about it.

These factors may exist, but they cannot be an excuse for failure.He didn't think that changing the venue would turn defeat into victory because of his lack of strength.

Yukimura Seiichi can lose, but he won't fall twice in the same place. Every day, he steps on yesterday's self and those failures, and walks further step by step.

From the day when senior Nanjiro recommended him to enter the professional league, he saw more and more the vastness of the world, surrounded by powerful enemies, but he found the excitement and long-lost impulse to pick up the racket at first.

I also remembered the unwilling and fighting look in that kid Qingxue's eyes when he lost the game a few days ago.Presumably, it was the same when he lost the game last year.

Tennis is really interesting... Probably, I will never get tired of playing tennis for a lifetime.

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