[Net King] Wang Lihai

"Really? This is no joke!"

"Do not make jokes!"

"The ball is coming!!!"

"Hurry up and pick up the ball!!!"

!!!

What about tennis?

The high school students stretched out their hands, and suddenly found that there are said to be hundreds of tennis balls... not even one...

The players in the U17 training camp are divided into grades like a pyramid. The closer to the top of the tower, the fewer the number of players. Although some players in the front No. 65 court are not top players, they also have their own masters.However, almost 50% of the personnel are crowded in the last eight courts, plus the 80 junior high school students who have just arrived, the number of people in the back eighth court fully accounts for [-]% of the total number of people in the training camp.

It can be said that there are too many monks and too little porridge.

As a result, when the high school students turned their heads, they saw the junior high school students whom they had despised just now, with more than one tennis ball in their hands, and almost turned their mouths in anger.

Almost at the moment when the tennis ball just fell, Yukimura pulled out his racket and stopped a tennis ball firmly, and Atobe, who was standing beside him, stopped the tennis ball with a racket without too much effort. Four days in the distant mountains, He caught a bunch of balls with the hem of his clothes, and perhaps the most arrogant one was Shanbuki's Qianshi, who caught the balls while lying on his side.At this time, Coach Kurobe had just finished speaking.

When Coach Kurobe left, he looked at the junior high school students with satisfaction, and then at the high school students on the other side. There was a clear contrast.As a tennis player, the moment you see a tennis ball, you should either catch it or hit it back. Everyone waits for the tennis ball to hit the ground before picking it up...

Such a person, at best, can only be regarded as a person who can play tennis.

As for the junior high school students whose behavior seems to be somewhat arrogant, Kurobe is not worried at all. The most indispensable thing in this training camp is arrogance, and the most easily obliterated... is also arrogance.

Kurobe left the scene leisurely, he needed to go to the conference room to confirm some details with Saito.

Junior high school students seem to be able to breathe new life into this training camp.

He poked at the two senior high school seniors who had been tricked by them when they entered the training camp just now, Tianshen and Hepingli, when he turned his head and saw this strange man with sea urchin head and glasses, the taste of the poison he just drank was instantly filled mind.Compared with the other companions who look down on the junior high school students, Tenjin and Heri have been feared by these junior high school students in just a few hours.

"what's up?"

Gan didn't speak, and with the hand that didn't hold the racket, he pointed to the only tennis ball left in the open space not far away.

There is one more! ! !

The high school students stared at the ball and all jumped on it.

boom!

A red and black racket held down the only remaining tennis ball. Wearing a hat and carrying a tennis bag, he looked like a somewhat dusty young man. With short dark green hair and slightly upturned cat pupils, he looked in good spirits.

"Yo! Hello everyone!"

Before Echizen finished speaking, he was hooked by Momoshiro on one side, behind him Kikumaru happily tapped him on the back of the head, everyone in Seigaku was overjoyed because Echizen returned to the team.

On the contrary, it was a group of high school students who didn't grab the ball, with increasingly gloomy faces.

On the No. 12 court, the burly, yellow-haired Zuo Zuobu spoke first, "Are you kidding me, you little brats, how can you take so many balls by yourself?"

"The coach didn't say that a person can only take one!" Baishi held one in his hand, and another on the racket.

Beside Baishi, Xiao Jin, who was holding a pile of balls in his clothes, echoed his minister, "That's right, the one who wins the ball is king!"

"Youshi..." Yue Ren turned to look at his partner beside him, "The coach said just now that those who didn't catch the ball will disappear immediately, right?"

Shinobu Yushi threw the ball, with a helpless expression on his face, "Yue Ren...can you keep your voice down!" Didn't you see that group of high school students are all looking at you?

Kirihara, who was on the other side and occupied one-fifth of the crowd, tilted his head, "It's a pity! I'm too weak, I can't even grab the ball! Hurry up and pack up and go home!"

Sangyuan Khan standing next to Qieyuan, is this kid dedicated to spreading hatred?

Kurobe has already returned to the meeting room, and the all-round monitoring of the main stadium without dead ends has provided him with perfect information. "Coach Kurobe, there are a total of 50 players including 296 junior high school students...nearly half of the players failed to grab the ball," the assistant coach who was in charge of watching the monitoring anytime and anywhere reported the information to Kurobe, "all of them are High school student." Kurobe stood in front of the window, and he had this hunch when he saw the jubilant junior high school students rushing forward long before he left. Although he was a little surprised, he did not escape control, and Kurobe waved his hand, "This What's the matter, let the person who didn't grab the ball leave immediately."

Kurobe used his knees to figure out what the high school students who had been together for a while would do.He is full of anticipation for what will happen next.

[It seems that all the middle school students got the ball.So now, the high school students who didn't get the ball, please disappear immediately as the head coach said.The announcement is over. 】

On the court, more than half of the high school students still did not move.How much time and thought did they spend on climbing up to get into the training camp, and just because of this pick-up, they were eliminated... Don't be kidding!

"It's just good luck picking up the ball! Don't get too complacent!" Zuo Zuo walked to the bottom line of the court and turned to the junior high school students, "Just picking up the ball, you can't see the strength of tennis at all! The game is ready! Let's use the game to decide the winner!"

With his back on his back, he pushed his glasses handsomely, "I won't cry if I don't see the coffin!"

Unexpectedly, Sasabe, who seems to have well-developed limbs, has extremely keen hearing, and he heard it as soon as he heard it. He pointed the racket directly in the direction of the dry, and said angrily, "Hey! That four-eyed frog over there, use the ball in your hand as a bet Show me the winner!"

The consequence of firing map cannons indiscriminately is that all the teenagers wearing glasses among the middle school students were choked at the same time.

Tezuka's glasses flickered, "Huh?"

The wooden hand on the other side immediately stopped Tezuka who was about to stand up, "Wait a minute, Tezuka, he just challenged me by name!"

"No, Mushou," Liu Sheng helped his eyes, "he's looking for me!"

"What! If you want to say four-eyed frog, it's me!" He choked with dissatisfaction.

"Why did you take off the glasses? Senior?" Haitang looked at the senior whom he had frightened for a moment with a speechless expression, his forehead was covered with black lines.

"Hey, stop messing around..." The blond-haired Zuo Zuobu looked at a group of people who didn't know what they were talking about, and caught a glimpse of a very different person among the middle school students, "It's just you, Huang The one with the black-rimmed glasses!"

Yukimura's figure itself is not related to being strong, but he is tall enough, more or less like an athletic boy.And Beiyuan, not far from him, was petite and weak, with slightly curly flaxen hair, and misty eyes that couldn't be covered by black-rimmed glasses. He looked like a lost child, pure, innocent, and easy to bully.

"Me?" Beiyuan pointed to himself, blinking his eyes, looking even more innocent and weak.

Seeing that Huang Mao on the opposite side did not deny it, Bei Yuan immediately looked at his minister, "Minister Yukimura, can I go for some activities?"

Yukimura hooked the corners of his lips, "Go!" The personnel are different, and it's not surprising that the development of things is different.Maybe it's Beiyuan's temperament that is incompatible with sports boys, which can easily attract some people's attention, of course...

Generally, people who think this way will die more miserable.

Ryoma, who had already taken off the glasses from Jin Xiaochun, returned them to Xiaochun without any trace, and then quietly stood beside Taocheng.Before going to the United States, he had a picnic with Senior Taocheng and others, so he happened to meet Bingdi Lihai's co-sleeper, which can be regarded as an impression.The opponent is on the court and in daily life... two people.After the game that day, the group declined Atobe's invitation, and when they returned to Tokyo, Momoshiro took the initiative to add training, so scared that the person in charge of the training menu chased Echizen and asked them what happened to the picnic.

Therefore, compared to other schools, the people from Qingxue and Bingdi have calmed down, and they are not worried at all about the seemingly dangerous situation of Li Hai, a kid.

"Please...please give me more advice." Beiyuan is extremely slender and not tall, but the proportion is good. If he is not standing next to others, he will not feel short.

Zuo Zuobu sneered, and praised his vision. He obviously picked up a soft persimmon, so lucky.

"Senior, I'm going to serve." Beiyuan said seriously, but judging from his appearance, it was always ridiculous that a child pretended to be an adult.

Sasabe could almost imagine the scene where he defeated the opponent with one ball, grabbed the ball, and made others worship him.

The tennis ball was thrown high, the boy jumped up and swung the racket, the golden light was extremely fast, without giving Sasaki any time to react.

Sasabe swung his racket...

However, at the moment when the tennis ball bounced off the ground, it suddenly defied the law of gravity and drew a perfect curve, just in time to bounce to Zuo Zuobe's right hand, knocking the racket down.

Sasabe stared blankly at the racket, was it his illusion?Is it an illusion?Just now, for a moment, he felt that the children in front of him were scary... Really... It's been a long time since I met these little kids, it's so relaxing.

The high school student on the other side, Matsudaira from Court No. 11, looked at the ball just now, and said a little dissatisfied, "Sasabe, if you can't even hold the racket steadily, get down early and let me play."

"Yes... I'm sorry," the young man's beautiful amber eyes were foggy at some point, "Senior, are you alright!"

It's an illusion, it must be!Zuo Zuobu suspected that he was too old to suspect an innocent child.

Beiyuan was holding the ball, his amber eyes looked like a newborn lamb, which was pitiful, but he said to Sasaki very seriously, "If it hurts, you have to say it..."