[Net King] After I successfully prostituted Yukimura Seiichi

"You are so good, were you hiding your strength before?" Even after losing the game, Matsumoto Jun still had a friendly attitude. They shook hands again in front of the net, and Matsumoto Jun asked at this time.

Kurosawa was stunned for a moment, and then quickly waved his hands, "No, it's just that fighting with you this time feels a lot better."

Afraid that Matsumoto Jun would misunderstand, Kurosawa said again, "I have always done my best!"

Jun Matsumoto laughed. He shrugged and looked a little relaxed, "I know, I was serious too, but I still lost in the end. You are good at the game. I hope you can play together in the future!"

"Yeah, me too!" Kurosawa smiled brightly, his eyes turning into crescent moons.

Jun Matsumoto was taken aback, and hurriedly tilted his head to avoid the other party's bright smile. He said in a panic, "I'm going first, the stadium is still being used by others!"

After saying that, Matsumoto disappeared immediately. He felt the heat coming from his ears, and his heart was pounding. What's going on? How could he think a boy looks good when he smiles...

What the hell!

Kurosawa was puzzled and knew that there were still people on the court who wanted to play, so he immediately left and went to the rest area beside him.

In this tennis club, among the senior seniors he knows, the one he is most familiar with is Kosaburo Mori.

To be able to grow so much in a short period of time, apart from going to the club to train after returning home, he grew up through sparring with Mori Kosaburo.

Although Mori Kosaburo said he was lazy during training, he is still very good at teaching tennis.

However, the opponent had the task of refereeing today, and Kurosawa tilted his head in distress, and was standing still when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

Kurosawa looked back, but there was no one behind him. He turned his head strangely, but suddenly jumped back in shock, like a black dog whose tail was stepped on, "Wow - I was scared to death... "

In front of him was a boy about his age, with flamboyant red hair, staring at him with wide-open eyes.

Seeing Kurosawa reacting so strongly, the other party laughed, "Hahaha, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were so timid. My name is Marui Bunta! I also just defeated my opponent and can stay in the tennis club!"

"I'm very courageous!" Kurosawa retorted, muttering, he was only taken aback by the sudden appearance of the other party, and the other party introduced himself, and Kurosawa couldn't be rude, "I'm Kurosawagawa, Marui-san .”

"Haha, call me Marui! It's too strange to add classmates!" Marui Fumta seemed to be a familiar person, and he was more enthusiastic than Kurosawa.

"Okay, you can just call me Kurosawa." Kurosawa put the unhappiness behind him and asked with a slightly restrained smile, "You didn't just come to me to introduce yourself, did you?"

"Bingo!" Marui Fumta laughed, "It's so boring after the game, do you want to compete? I know a very good outdoor court!"

Kurosawa was a little moved, just now he was worried about whom to find for training, so he nodded, "Okay, then you lead the way!"

Fumta Marui seemed very happy. He took out two pieces of apple-flavored bubble gum from his pocket, "Would you like one? Apple-flavored!"

"Thank you!" Kurosawa smiled more sincerely. He took the candy from Marui, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth. The refreshing green apple taste made his mood brighter.

Marui Bunta took Kurosawa to an outdoor court, which happened to be empty. This is also a treasure that Marui Bunta accidentally discovered. The court is clean and tidy, and there are no messy people and vehicles around. It is a good place to practice with peace of mind.

"Come on, come on!" Fumita Marui couldn't wait to take out the racket and tennis ball from the tennis bag, "Let's feel the skill of genius!"

"Genius?" Kurosawa pouted, but didn't say much. He took out a tennis racket from his tennis bag and stood on the other side of the court.

Is it a genius, you will only know after playing it!

Marui Fumta chewed the bubble gum, hit the first serve, the angle of the tennis ball was tricky, Kurosawa ran, and hit it back, he was surprised, Marui seemed to know that his backhand was not very good.

Yes, Kurosawa's ability to catch the ball with a backhand is not as good as a forehand. Only through the game just now, anyone with a discerning eye can see that when he has to catch the ball with a backhand, Kurosawa will always pause.

I don't understand... Everyone here seems to be able to gather information about others... Kurosawa thought with a headache, and then he lost a ball.

This is the arena, and a moment of distraction and trance will miss a good opportunity.

Kurosawa recalled the state of the match with Matsumoto Jun, and his eyes were fixed on Marui's movements, rhythm!Rhythm!He needs to find his rhythm!

Playing tennis is like singing, the sound of the tennis ball hitting the racket, the sound of the tennis ball falling to the ground, the sound of the string contracting, the sound of people panting, the sound of the soles of the feet rubbing against the ground...

These voices gradually amplified in Kuisawa's ears, and finally turned into a noisy symphony, and the sound of tennis balls breaking through the air was like an indispensable drumbeat in the symphony.

If you think so, then Kurosawa doesn't need to worry, he is best at composing music!

"Next, it's my personal show!" Kurosawa turned his footsteps, and the racket held by his right hand was spinning in mid-air and was held by his left hand. He flexibly reversed the momentum of his body and used the ball that his right hand could not catch The left hand hit back.

Bang—the ball hits the ground.

Fumta Marui stared dumbfounded at Kurosawa's actions just now, quickly and decisively, with a hint of chic and handsome, for a moment he even thought that the other party was dancing, and it was a very difficult kind.

"You...you...Kurosawa, you..." Marui Fumta stammered and pointed at Kurosawa, "Are you left-handed? That trick just now was so cool! Oh my god, what kind of reaction is this!"

Kurosawa was also a little surprised at his instant reaction just now, he just wanted to catch the ball subconsciously...

This kind of movement is not difficult. After all, he has been practicing dancing and various musical instruments. He can use both left and right hands...

God, I'm too handsome... Kurosawa thought shamelessly.