moon watch boy

"The end of the game: 7-5, Qingxue Fujisuke won!" A whistle sounded to determine the result of the one and a half hour long game.

Guanyue looked at Buer, who was holding the racket across a layer of tennis net and hadn't had time to retract his posture. He habitually squinted his eyes slightly, and couldn't help mocking himself in his heart. Why can't he change all this after doing so much!

Guanyue was also defeated by Buer Zhouzhu before, but now he is replaced by Guan Yue with the same name, and he will do it again for Guan Yue with the same name. The result is still the same ending. Guanyue and their Saint Rudolph really can’t beat their Qing Xue Well, this game made him very unwilling to lose.

Guanyue's fair face was still blushing layer upon layer. It was not clear whether it was caused by exercise or the redness caused by the sun. The figure of the brown short-haired boy in front of him gradually became blurred, and the cheers in his ears made his drowsy head heavier. .Shaking his head, he suppressed the emotion in his eyes.

On the opposite side, Bu Er looked at Guan Yue, whose face was flushed and dripping with sweat, put away the racket in his hand, opened his eyes to reveal ice blue pupils, stared at him coldly, and said in his usual gentle voice, " Thank you Guan Yue-jun for taking care of my brother!"

Guanyue ignored him, reached out to wipe the sweat that was about to drip into her eyes, covered up the emotion in her eyes, turned around and walked down the stage, not wanting to see Fuji's face that deserved a beating again.

He didn't believe that the goddess of luck would always take care of their Qingxue, and hoped that they would not let St. Rudolph win the spot again in the next rematch, otherwise their Qingxue would not be able to win so easily like today.

Guan Yue's eyes darkened as she thought about the script she had prepared, and she turned to step off the stage. ——" There was a soft sound, and the sudden feeling of dizziness made Guanyue's legs go limp, and he threw himself on Yanagi Shinya who came to support him, his chapped lips moved, and he murmured: "Guanyue, or It's the same..." He passed out completely.

"Watching the moon?"

"manager!"

"Guanyue! Call an ambulance!"

Seeing Guanyue lying motionless on his body, Liu Ze was startled, stretched out his hand to support him, and accidentally touched Guanyue's cheek with his palm, a scorching heat came from his palm, Liu Ze looked down at Guanyue's His face was scorching red, and his cheeks showed an unusual flush, which made him flustered in fright, and he quickly called other people for help.

Surrounded by layer after layer of people, Kisarazu Jun and Akazawa supported Kanyue on Yanagisawa's back, and the others made their way to the outside of the arena, leaving behind the spectators who were looking at each other, which aroused everyone's discussion one after another.

"What's going on?" Tezuka, who was standing in the Qingxue stand, got up and watched the group of St. Rudolph hurried away protecting Guan Yue, his expressionless face revealed seriousness, and he recovered when he got off the stage Asked in a gentle manner.

"According to the game situation on the stage just now, the data show that Guan Yue is sick. His footsteps are swaying, his hands are not strong enough, and his eyes are also erratic. The previous data is completely inconsistent. If the blush on his face is not caused by the burning of the sun , 80.00% is the performance of high fever, it can be said that this game was played with an illness at the beginning of the month."

Gan beside him stretched out his hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, glanced at Bu Er, who looked unhappy, closed his notebook and said, the meaning was self-evident.

Against St. Rudolph, Qingxue did win, but it was not an honor to win, and Guan Chuchu almost drew with Fuji when he had a fever and sickness, which was beyond their expectations.

"Hey, don't we win anyway?" Kikumaru, who didn't see the unmistakable expression on one side, glanced at only two or three people in the St. Rudolph Tennis Club, and said happily.

Gan beside him looked at Kikumaru's death, walked away from Fuji calmly, pushed the sliding mirror frame and smiled meaningfully.

Fuji with a gentle face glanced at Kikumaru who was in the joy of victory.

Immediately Kikumaru felt the cold wind from behind, shivering and turned his head stiffly to look at Fuji, met Fuji's slightly squinted eyes, shrank back and didn't say anything, tears flowed into a river in his heart, I was going to die Meow, if Fuji hears about it, I will really die in the next few days, meow.

Tezuka raised his eyes and glanced at Fuji, and the tricks used by Fuji's younger brother in the previous round flashed before him, his lips parted and he finally concluded with the sentence "It's really too careless!"

On the other side, Yanagisawa and the others followed the ambulance to Tokyo General Hospital, watched the doctor push Guanyue into the department, and everyone stood guard outside with worried faces, why did a good person suddenly collapsed.

Akaze looked at the closed door and kept wandering, thinking of the usual arrogant boy with curly hair and stars in his eyes, and the lively appearance when he was talking about his script, compared with Guanyue who was sweating and pale just now , I was worried for a while.

As a minister, he didn't notice that Guanyue had a fever. What's more, he didn't stop Guanyue from playing and let him play sick. Thinking of Guanyue falling on Liu Ze after the game, Akazawa felt guilty.

"Minister, will the manager be okay?" Nomura Takuya looked at a circle of dignified team members, everyone buried their heads in waiting, and looked at the closed door outside the department from time to time.

Takuya's eyes fell on the tightly closed department, he suppressed the worry in his heart and glanced at the silent Yanagze, and then his eyes fell on the anxious Akazawa.

Hearing Takuya's words, Kisarazu Jun raised his head and looked at the door with a cold face, his hands behind his back were clenched tightly, his cold eyes swept around, and he saw Fuji Yuta who looked worried on the outermost edge, He said in a hoarse voice, "Yuta, you'd better pray that the manager is okay, otherwise I won't let your brother Fujisuke go easily!"

As soon as Kisarazu's words fell, everyone's attention was focused on Fuji Yuta, who was holding his sleeves tightly behind him, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Partner, don't say a few words." Liu Ze noticed the subtle eyes of everyone, and glanced at the gloomy face of his partner Kisarazu, with a rare serious expression, walked over and scolded in a low voice.

"Okay, don't say a few words, watching the moon will be fine, this matter will stop here, no one is allowed to mention it again, Yuta, come with me, Shinya, please help look at other people."

Akaze looked at the anger in their eyes, rubbed the sore brows, and said a few words of comfort.

Seeing Yuta's depressed mood, he also swallowed the harsh words in his mouth, turned around and told Yanagisawa who was leaning on the railing, then reached out and took Yuta's hand to lead him away from the door of the internal medicine department.

"Minister, I..." Yuta, who was taken away from the department, looked at Akazawa, his eyes were sore, and his voice choked up.

All this is because of him, if he hadn't used the clear sky smash, the big brother would not have forced the manager again and again, and the manager has become like this.

"Okay, don't be sad, Moon Watching will be fine, don't think too much, it's just Yuta, ask yourself, how do you think Moon Watching treats you?"

Akazawa looked at the sad boy who was shorter than him, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him, then patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort, thinking of the ugly face of Fujisuke when he used the clear sky to kill before , Akazawa asked Yuta back with a serious face.

"Don't say that Guanyue treats you very well. You are very grateful to him. You have the answer in your heart. It was Guanyue who dug you here from Qingxue. It is true that he took a fancy to your tennis talent, but it's not just that, he I value you more. You also know the purpose of Guanyue poaching you here. Guanyue also knows that you have been secretly competing with Fuji Zhousuke, because his reputation as a genius makes you very distressed as his younger brother, so You have always wanted to get rid of the title of the genius Buer Zhouzhu brother, and you will definitely find a way to defeat your brother and take off this hat. Guanyue knows your impatience. He didn't want to teach you to kill in the clear sky, but thinking Your stubborn temper, he finally taught you."

"Yuta, the clear sky smash you have learned is not really a complete clear sky smash. Didn't you find that when you use the clear sky smash, the coordination of your wrist, waist and pace makes you very comfortable? Guanyue will do it for you Do you really not understand everything in your heart? He doesn’t want you to lose your way. If you really use the clear sky taught by Guanyue on the field, have you ever thought that your opponent will be injured? What does Guanyue in the stands think, What does your brother Fuji Zhouzhu think?"

"Today you also saw how Buer Zhouzhu forced Guanyue step by step. He used the data that Guanyue is good at to attack Guanyue. All this is because Guanyue taught you to kill in the clear sky. As a minister, I only I hope you can give more consideration to the thoughts of those around you."

Akazawa looked at the tears in Yuta's eyes, interrupted him first, fixed his eyes on his brown pupils, and analyzed Guanyue's painstaking efforts for him.

He did this not to want Yuta to be grateful to Guanyue, but because he didn't want him to lose himself in the pursuit of tennis because of the reason Guanyue taught him to smash in the clear sky.

He also didn't want Buer Zhouzhu to trample on all the efforts Guan Yue had made in front of everyone again, and the arrogant and inconsistent boy didn't want to cause another misunderstanding between their brothers.

"Minister, I..." Yuta listened to Akazawa's words, his voice was choked up, he didn't know what to say, and felt uncomfortable for a while.

He didn't expect Manager Guanyue to do so much for him, and he was still wondering why the manager didn't allow him to use Clear Sky Smash in the arena. It turned out that he was wrong about all of this...

"Okay, don't cry anymore, as long as you can understand the painstaking efforts of Guanyue, Guanyue won't blame you if she knows, don't make your face cry." Akazawa looked at Yuta with red eyes and lowered his eyes Comfortingly, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of the department, secretly praying that Guanyue would be fine.

"Department...Minister, I want to see the manager, I, I want to apologize to him." Yuta raised her head and wiped her tears, looked at Akazawa and said in a hoarse voice.

"No need, you'd better go back and rest first, you are tired today, I'll watch over the moon, he wakes up and call you, if you go, maybe..." Akazawa looked into his eyes Glancing at the corner of the blue clothes in the stairwell, his eyes darkened, and he spoke.

It doesn't need to be said that Yuta knows that Kisarazu and the others are all angry at the moment, and if Yuta goes again, he is afraid that those teammates will not be able to hold their breath.

"Okay then, please let the manager inform me when the manager wakes up, please." Yuta looked at the teammates gathered on the other side of the corridor, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, he turned his head and said to Akazawa and bowed deeply Turned around and left.

As soon as he came out of the building, Yuta looked up and saw the elder brother and Tezuka-senpai standing on the stairs, all three of them were stunned.

"Why are you here, you are not welcome here!" Yutai immediately suppressed the flame in his heart and raised it again, with a bad tone, looking at his smiling elder brother, he thought of Guanyue who had just entered the department.

"I... Yuta, I just want to see you, and take you to see a doctor by the way, clear sky smash is not suitable for you, it is very harmful to your arm." Zhou Zhu opened his eyes and looked at his younger brother Looking at himself accusingly, with bitterness in his heart, he said gently with a strong smile.

"I'll go and have a look when you talk about it, no two, ah, don't be careless." Tezuka, who was acting as the background board, watched the two brothers fighting each other, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to adjust his glasses Frame, said to Fuji Shusuke first, then walked past Yuta and walked towards the corridor.

Hearing the quarrel behind him, Tezuka sighed softly, looked up and caught a glimpse of St. Rudolph's tennis minister Akazawa Yoshiro who was leaning on the rail and waiting for him.

"When did the director and team members of Aigaku have the habit of listening to the corners?" Akazawa stood up straight and looked at Tezuka with a paralyzed face, sneering in a cold voice. If it weren't for his sharp eyes just now, I'm afraid they would have kept listening.

"Ah!" Tezuka looked at Akazawa, the corners of his mouth froze, what could he say, they didn't come to listen to the corner on purpose, they just happened to hear something.

But he didn't expect that the matter of Fuji and Guanyue would affect so many people, and that sentence, isn't it a true and complete clear sky smash, is it the meaning he understands.

Guan Yue, as the manager of St. Rudolph's tennis club, often goes to other tennis clubs to poach people. Those who like to collect data have an unruly temperament in their bones, and they will not easily give up the chance to beat the opponent. He instigated Fuji Yuta to choose by himself, if what they heard just now was true, then what exactly did Guan Yue want to do this time.

"Hmph, no matter what you Seigaku are here for, you are not welcome in our St. Rudolph Tennis Club, especially Shusuke Fuji." Akazawa was not in the mood to talk to Tezuka who was indulging in his own thoughts, the phone in his pocket vibrated, Akazawa Ze took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, his face instantly softened a lot, he raised his head to meet Tezuka's stiff expression, warned again in a hoarse voice, then turned and ran towards the department quickly.

Akazawa looked at the nameplate hanging in front of the ward, found Guanyue's name, knocked on the door and pushed in, looked at Yanagisawa and the others who were all gathered together, frowned, walked over to look at Yanagisawa and Kisarazu , lowered his voice and shouted, "What are you guys doing huddling together? Don't you know that the patient needs ventilation and breathing to rest? Liu Ze told you to watch, don't tell me you don't know common sense."

Seeing the minister's gloomy face, Liu Ze pursed his lips and said nothing, and immediately stepped aside and sat on the vacant chair. Looking at the worry in their eyes, he couldn't help but sigh, Guanyue is really capable of attracting everyone's attention to him .

"What did the doctor say?" Akazawa asked, looking at Guanyue who was lying on the bed drowsy and drowsy. The blue and white hospital clothes set off Guanyue Qingjun's sickly and weak face, and his slightly curly black hair was scattered on the white pillow. above, adding a little bit of morbidity.

Akazawa stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, the temperature of the palm of his hand dropped a lot, and his clenched heart finally fell.

"The inspection results showed that the manager worked too much, and the cold caused by irregular work and rest eventually led to a lung infection, which led to a high fever, which reached 39.8°. Fortunately, it was delivered in time. If it was later, the manager might burn out his brain." Outside. The honest man Ichiro Kinda looked at the minister's ugly face, and carefully relayed what the doctor said just now.

They knew that the manager was working overtime every night to make up the practice menu for everyone in the tennis department, but they didn't expect the manager to work so hard and spend too much time for their tennis.

"Overwork..." Akazawa murmured softly, caught a glimpse of the blackness in Guanyue's eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and glanced around Zhengxuan with different expressions, so he said sharply, "After going back, everyone must strictly follow the rules. The menu made by Guanyue is for practice, you can't cut corners, if you find someone lazy, you know the consequences, did you hear it!"

"what!"

"Yes!"

"understand!"