"Liu Jun, ask a question."

"Excuse me, Nishihara-kun."

"Sanada is like this when he is in the game..." Nishihara searched for words, "Are you hate?"

"..."

Is it necessary for him to explain that Sanada's ridicule is all because of Atobe's jealousy when he plays?

"puff!"

King Ren accidentally laughed when he heard Nishihara's description.

The score on the field has reached [-]-[-], Sanada is still calm, but Atobe is sweating profusely.

Even though it wasn't a formal game, there were still many club members around the sidelines, loudly cheering for Li Hai.

Jingwu usually plays games under the cheer of the ice emperor, it is rare to change his position, and it feels good to experience the usual opponents.

Nishihara watched the yellow ball flying around, lying on the fence, thinking boredly.

The temporary referee shouted: "Four to zero, Sanada wins this game."

Her current understanding of tennis is not enough to understand this game. The non-selection practice games are much more normal, without so many special effects.

Nishihara supported his head, and found that the relaxed expressions of the contestants beside him suddenly froze on their faces, and Sanada on the field also froze for a moment, stopped the camera and stood up, and his expression returned to his usual seriousness.

Atobe laughed wildly when the iron gate of the tennis court was opened.

"Minister Yukimura?!"

"It's too late today, I'll go back on the weekend."

"It's not an escape."

"Yukimura-kun said that if you continue to fight, you will win, is that true?"

"Ice World, it really fits your flamboyant name."

"Of course the national competition is to help Lihai cheer. Does the Ice Emperor still need me? Even if I'm not the manager, I'm still a student of Lihai."

"Like Lihai in high school, that's what I said at the beginning."

"There are still more than three years before the university, but I should go abroad to study."

"It's no surprise that it's economic and financial management. Is it possible that you want to help me manage it and then support me?"

"Well, there's no other way. If I get knocked down, I'll have to stay at Atobe's house."

"Haha, thank you so much!"

"I don't think about it now. You know my standards. People of the same age can't do much. If you are taller than me, I might be tempted, haha."

"Anyway, the name of default daughter-in-law is still on me. If you behave better, I can consider it."

"You will come to draw lots the day after tomorrow. After the end, you want to come to my place to eat and go back to Tokyo to eat?"

"Want to be a guinea pig, I don't mind."

"Come on, good night."

After finishing the call, he threw the phone aside, rubbed his ears on the pillow that were burning hot from talking on the phone, turned back to the front, put his hand on his forehead, and stared blankly at the ceiling covered with fluorescent star stickers.

Thinking of what happened today, he slid his hands down to cover his eyes, and laughed at himself a few times: "It seems like it's too late."

Pop, pop, pop—

Genemon Sanada heard the sound of chaotic beating in the corridor, and opened the door with a frown.

"Senichiro."

The bamboo knife that was halfway through the swing stopped in the air and was lowered. Sanada retracted the stepped foot, stood up straight but did not turn around.

Grandpa Sanada took a meaningful look at his back, left the practice room without saying a word.

"The way of the sword is not for venting anger."

Sanada stood quietly maintaining the same posture, his figure blending into the darkness of the room for a long time.

The bright moon slanted to the west, and the soft moonlight fell from the gap where Grandpa Sanada didn't close the door, and the black kendo uniform was illuminated bit by bit from the corner of the clothes.

Slowly raise the bamboo sword, hold your breath and concentrate, and hit the top of the wooden doll's head with a 'slap'.

Nishihara and Atobe only had two conversations in total, and Yukimura didn't have any more contact after they arrived. Only the main candidates who were close at that time knew that the two had a strong friendship.

Two days later, the lottery ceremony of the national conference was held. Yukimura came to the school just to go through some formalities, and classes will not resume until the next semester, so Sanada and Yanagi will attend.

The rest were on the sidelines, Marui and Kuwahara brought Nishihara over, the six chatted one after another, the third-year students took turns teasing the juniors, and Nishihara occasionally made up for it.

The door opened, and Sanada and Liu came to them. The former gave an order when Liuliqiu's students passed by: "The first round has a bye, and the second round has more than one round. Don't let your opponent score a point. If you lose a point, you must accept it." sanction."

Nishihara looked at Liu and asked, "Have you been provoked?"

Liu nodded.

Representatives from each school came out one after another. As soon as Atobe came out, he walked towards the Lihai small group, followed by Huadi.

He put his arms around Nishihara's waist and pulled her closer to him, who staggered, and the effect was amazing-Nio whistled, Yagyu turned away gentlemanly, Kuwahara blushed so clearly, Marui's bubble Cut across the face, Kirihara was dumbfounded, Liu's eyes opened, Sanada lowered his hat to cover his eyes, his lips were tightly pressed together.

Atobe scanned everyone's reactions one by one, confirmed his guess, and let go before Nishihara knocked his hand off.

"What nerves!"

Nishihara scolded.

"Huh? Are you leaving?"

The person being scolded carelessly rubbed the corners of his eyes, and glanced at someone whose face was half covered by the brim of a hat.

"Atobe, Sanada."

The cold voice made the group of people with a strange atmosphere turn their heads. The owner of the voice obviously didn't expect it, and paused for a while, although his face was still iceberg.

"Tezuka."

"It's pretty gorgeous to enter, Tezuka."

The brown-haired boy glanced at the people beside him.

"Nishihara..."

"Tezuka-kun, please stay safe."

Nishihara interrupted his honorifics with a smile.

"Ah, thanks to you, it has been cured."

"Nothing, Jingwu and I will leave first, and leave."

"Birch land!"

"Yes."

The tall and silent boy took the schoolbag from Nishihara's hand, and the figures of the three went away.

"I just came over to say hello and cheer for the national competition."

"Hmph, I hope you can hold out until we see you again."

"It will be us who win."

"Lihai is sure to win three times in a row, you should go back and take care of your arm, don't let it be destroyed before you meet us."

"I won't be careless."

There seemed to be thunder and lightning in the air, and the two looked at each other without giving in, while turning their heads away.

"Let's go, Dashi."

"let's go."

"They actually have a tacit understanding!" Marui has already changed to a new bubble gum, chewing and chewing.

Genichiro's rival in love has so many choices—Notebook

Um?Besides yesterday's Atobe? — Jingshi

Tezuka also seems to know Nishihara - Notebook

What did Nishihara call him? — Jingshi

Tezuka-kun - Notebook

But when Genichiro saw Tezuka, his mind was full of national conventions—notebook

Renji, are you implying that Tezuka is Sanada's true love? - Seichi

...Falling in love and killing each other? -notebook

Where did the word come from—Jingshi

A Novel Borrowed by Nioh for Studying Ninzuru - Notebook

It's time for Nioh to change his research, let's Tezuka - Seiichi

The author has something to say: The Prince of Tennis Chapter 300: Atobe breaks into the Lihai Tennis Club

Sanada was really sarcastic during the game

There are so few words in this chapter

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