[Net King] After I successfully prostituted Yukimura Seiichi

The enrollment of Lihai Tennis Club this year is too high. After all, the club has won the Kanto Championship for 13 consecutive years. Such a club with outstanding strength is naturally very popular.

Therefore, on the third day of school, the freshmen in the tennis club have been divided into two groups, adopting a one-on-one elimination system, and only the winner can enter the tennis club.

This is the best way to reduce the number of people.

It is also the consistent style of the tennis club, the weak prey on the strong, and the strong respect. If you believe in your own strength, you can even challenge the president directly.

Kurosawa stood in front of the information board of the tennis club, browsing the groups above, and the opponent he drew was Jun Matsumoto.

Just when Kurosawa was about to leave, a boy who was also watching the group suddenly said in a calm and steady voice, "Jun Matsumoto, who has studied tennis for two years, once beat a coach in a certain tennis club, and his strength is not bad."

Kurosawa looked at the person next to him strangely. The other person had neat hair. Although he kept his eyes closed, Kurosawa felt that the other person was staring at him.

"Uh..." Kurosawa politely raised his signature smile, which was a subconscious reaction that had been fused to flesh and blood, and he said, "Hello, um...thank you for the information just now."

"Well, I'm Liu Lianer, hello."

"I'm Kurosawa," Kurosawa was a little cautious. He didn't know what the other party wanted to do. Logically speaking, he didn't like to inquire about other people's details. Wouldn't it be better to solve the problem on the field when soldiers came to cover up the water?

"I'm sorry if what I just said has troubled you." Liu Lianer was keenly aware of Kurosawa's restraint, and he explained, "I'm a data guy, and I usually like to collect information on various opponents."

"Wow, then you are amazing! My biggest headache is mathematics!" Kurosawa praised sincerely, and his eyes also showed envy and amazement.

He was never one to hide his emotions.

Liu Lianer smiled and continued, "You are an exception, Kurosawa-san. I haven't heard of you before, so I'm curious about the result of your meeting with Matsumoto."

Kurosawagawa, this person's information is still blank. If he defeats Matsumoto Jun, then collecting his information is a must.

Kurosawa swallowed secretly, the other party didn't open his eyes, why is the sense of danger so strong... It seems as if he has been seen through, he is the intellectual who has the most trouble with these data streams.

Coincidentally at this time, several seniors who had become familiar with Kurosawa not far away called Kurosawa's name, and Kurosawa breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed in the direction of the seniors to Liu Lianer who had just met.

"Student Liu, I'm going to practice first, nice to meet you, goodbye!"

Liu Lian Er watched Kurosawa leave in place, silently opened her own information book, and wrote a few words first on the page marked Kurosawa River.

[Personality is sunny and cheerful, has strong intuition, knows how to get along with people, but...] Liu Lianer remembered the curvature of Kurosawa's smile at the beginning, and wrote, [Response to strangers who suddenly appeared was more restrained, The arc of the smile has obviously stiffened and declined, and he is a little shy, or it may have disrupted his proactive style of making friends. 〕

Kurosawa didn't know that Liu Lianer had guessed a lot of things about him in the short period of time just now, and his reaction to the stranger who took the initiative to approach him was indeed relatively flat.

Because this will disrupt his own style of making friends, he is often the one who takes the initiative, so that the initiative will be in his hands.

For a two-person match, the amount of work is too large. No matter how rich the school is, it will not provide unlimited courts for the tennis department, so the match is divided into several days.

Kurosawa poured out his breath and clenched the racket again with his right hand. Jun Matsumoto on the opposite side looked serious. The two shook hands friendly. Have fun playing!"

Kurosawa likes this kind of opponent very much. He nodded with a smile, showing his white and sharp little canine teeth, "I will definitely do my best! Matsumoto-san, let's work hard together!"

The serve was determined with the racket, and the senior who acted as a temporary guest referee shouted, "Kurosawagawa vs Jun Matsumoto, Jun Matsumoto serves."

Matsumoto Jun's serve is very ordinary, it seems that he wants to test the opponent's strength first.

Kurosawa did not dare to take it lightly, although the training of the past few days had allowed him to arouse his body's muscle memory, and after quickly analyzing Matsumoto's dead corner, Kurosawa hit back the ball.

It's a pity that Matsumoto is also a two-year golfer. After serving the ball, he quickly ran to the other side and hit the ball back before the ball hit the ground.

"Wow, this is your first official competition! Kuisawa, you must play well!" The system said nervously.

Kurosawa hesitated for a second because of the sudden voice, and then it was too late to chase after him.

"0-15" The referee called out the score dutifully.

Kurosawa returned to his original position, waiting for the opponent to serve again.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the game progressed to a fever pitch.

Kurosawa hit back the opponent's ball steadily, and the score was also changing a little bit. The two had their own gains and losses, and no one was much ahead for the time being.

"System," Kurosawa suddenly called the system in his head, "play some music for me!"

"Won't this bother you?" The system, who knew well that Kurosawa lost the first point because of his sudden opening, asked cautiously.

"No music." Kurosawa replied sincerely, and then he heard the sound of music playing in his brain with satisfaction.

This is pure music with a strong sense of rhythm. Kurosawa felt that his whole body was mobilized by the music, and every cell was clamoring for victory.

"Come on! Follow my rhythm!" Kurosawa whispered to himself, his usual sunny smile was now covered with a layer of aggressiveness, like the scorching sun in summer.

Jun Matsumoto faced this change head-on, he hesitated for a moment, for some reason he felt a little fear creeping into his heart when he looked into Kurosawa's blue eyes.

Kurosawa's body moved slightly. From the eyes of others, this seemed to be for the convenience of movement when catching the ball, but in fact, he just reacted to the rhythm of the music.

One is awakened, the other is distraught.

Liu Renji wrote something down in the notebook, and Seiichi Yukimura looked at the field, and asked his friend, "Yu, what do you think of Kurosawa-san?"

"His style of play is very unique, and he has a strong sense of rhythm. This is the first time I have met such a person who is so good at using rhythm." Liu Lianer was not stingy with his praise.

Sanada said coldly, "But his current strength is still too weak. He looks like a beginner at first glance, and his basic skills are not yet solid!"

"Don't you like him?" Seiichi Yukimura smiled and shifted his gaze to Genichiro Sanada.

"Hmph, he still has a lot to practice after entering the tennis club!"

That seems to be optimistic... Yukimura Seiichi is well aware that his friend's words are not right, and since Sanada has already mentioned this, it seems that Sanada will take care of Kurosawa in future training.

"Don't just ask me," Genichiro Sanada looked straight at his friend, "You are very concerned about your tablemate."

"That's right," Seiichi Yukimura admitted bluntly, "Isn't it worth making friends with someone who can turn reality into a stage and put himself in the center of the stage?"