The King of Nets Our Times

Natsume stared deeply at the tennis ball flying over, he swayed gently, and his black hair fluttered when the wind picked up.The tennis ball floated vertically towards her chest. At a distance of 1 cm, Natsume raised the racket deeply. The moment she stepped back, the hurricane suddenly swirled along with the tennis ball being hit back. rushed forward.

The weather gradually cleared up, and after the dark clouds dissipated, a gust of fresh air hit, and the suddenly clear sky flew over a few white birds scatteredly, and the sun appeared in such a change, restoring its original look like.

"15-0." The referee wiped his eyes, staring at the suddenly changed sky in disbelief.At this time, there were no dense dark clouds, no frightening thunder, the air was very fresh, and the surroundings were very quiet, without the gloomy sky and thunderous scenes just now.

In such an environment, people's mood is inexplicably good, there is no other restlessness, and no other anxiety, just simply immersed in this beautiful atmosphere.

Shiraishi Misan was stunned for a moment, she thought that Natsume would use that trick to deal with them, so did she think too much? "This... Natsume, when did she change her tidy nature?" She held her chin, her wine red eyes kept turning and turning, without stopping.

Baili Shangxue smiled: "This should be 'Heart of a Thousand Birds', I'm curious, when did Natsume become so gentle with her opponent?"

Looking at Baili Shangxue's Chiba Mingxia in agreement: "Natsume, she can't bear it, can she? Although Kinogami Sangha and Hase Hanaaki are quite beautiful, but the 'green light' before them appeared 'So tormenting, how can Natsume soften her heart?"

Morikawa Tsuna shook his head, curling his cherry-red hair, his eyes were heavy with light that others could not see clearly, after the referee shouted "30-0", he put his thumb on the corner of his lips: "Natsume She has her own plans." Who will be tortured later may not be able to tell!

Qi Chuan Yinyou watched from the side, smiled and said nothing, but the movements of his hands didn't stop.As long as she is not in class or training, she will take out the sketchbook she carries with her to draw.

Just like now, they are smiling and playing around, all of them are drawn into the sketchbook stroke by stroke by myself.The live-action and Q-version portraits gradually covered more than [-] pages, with vivid eyes and delicate brushstrokes, incorporating all her emotions.

I forgot to say that Qi Chuan Yinyou's paintings are valuable because of her delicate feelings, and feelings are the basis for her to complete a work.If you really want to compare it, it won't be much worse than An Jiu's painting.

She looked at the person sitting on the coach's bench, her cold face was covered with a faint light, and she could only see the side lines behind her. I don't know if it was because the game went smoothly, but at this moment it looked like Extra soft.

"40-0." The voice paused, and when the ball hit the ground, the referee said, "1-1."

Interestingly, she said, "It's a draw. It looks like the women's tennis match isn't very boring." Kirihara Akaya opened her emerald eyes wide, and her kelp-shaped hair shone brightly under the sun.

As if he heard some joke, Marui Bunta patted Kirihara Chiya on the shoulder: "Akaya, this game is not that boring, believe me, this is my genius instinct."

Liu Lianer, who closed her eyes, also joined in, her flat tone very calm: "Chi Ye, Mrs. Wen is right, don't underestimate the strength of women's tennis, today is different from the past, this year's women's tennis is unexpected Strong, especially the biggest dark horse that suddenly ran out this year."

He didn't specify which school, but following his line of sight, besides Qingxue Women's Tennis, who else could it be!It is undeniable that they have encountered a strong enemy this year.

——Qingxue Women’s Tennis, grew up quietly, broke out silently, showed their faces in the regional preliminary competitions, and showed their own style. They are fearless and fearless, just like them back then, working hard in the ordinary, in the cradle of dreams live in.

Go far away with a confident smile, grit your teeth and persevere when you are in pain, only glory is a touch of bright color, illuminating the sky, and moving forward slowly in the dark.

They are like this...Liu Lian'er's pupils shrank rapidly when she discovered something new about the game, a gust of backspinning wind whirled around, and overwhelming rose petals sprinkled everywhere in the court, with a strong fragrance of flowers blowing towards her face.

"15-0, Qingxue leads." It's no longer a tie.

This rose is...the person who seems to be intoxicated by the romantic and beautiful picture in front of them, not only Kinogami Sangha and Hase Hanaaki in the game, but also the referees, as well as the nearly ten thousand spectators on the audience stage, Shocked, he exclaimed, "It's so beautiful."

Natsume smiled deeply, with a little tenderness in her voice: "The funeral of roses." It can be amazing, exciting, and deeply obsessed with rose petals.

This...is her return gift!The corner of his mouth turned up, Natsume Shen Shen raised his hand again, the tennis ball flew out, rose petals floated in the sky, and then fell sharply.

"30-0." The referee was already amazed, the picture was beautiful and romantic, just like when they got married.It's a pity that he misperceived that Natsume's deep "rose funeral" is not so simple. It is a surprise to say that it is moving, and in her usual cognition, it does not exist.

"40-0." Repeating the same action again, seeing Kinogami Sangha and Hase Hanaaki running forward and backward, her eyes became sharper, but she refused to stay any longer.

There was another gust of wind.

"2-1, Qingxue won this game."

Rika Yasui stayed behind silently, the corners of her mouth raised showing her slightly happy mood.Natsume's deep and slender reflection is reflected in the depths of the wine-red eyes. On this day, in this game, Natsume, you... finally got your wish.

Fujiwara Murari danced happily, swinging her hands up and down, and said in a cheerful tone, "Ahhh, Natsume, you are amazing! 'Funeral of the Rose' is finally out, it's so good!"

Baili Shangxue and Shiraishi Meisang looked at each other, and said with a low smile: "Natsume, I knew... I knew she would do this move, this is Natsume who won't let her opponent down, Under the opponent's tricks, she will definitely fight back."

On the other side, a group of boys in gray and white school uniforms came.After hearing the deafening shouts from the women's tennis side, they were a little confused.

"What's going on? Isn't the Women's Net here always quiet? Why is there so much noise today?" Xiang Riyue tried to cover his ears to cover the louder voice, but found it was useless.