[Net King] The Crown of Tennis

After the school trip, with the withdrawal of the third grade main election, the Tennis Club of Lihai University High School has vacated four more positions for the main election. For the members, now is an excellent time to fight for it.Moreover, because of Lihai's outstanding record this year, there will definitely be more freshmen joining at the start of school next year. As members of King Lihai, they don't want to just do this as a stepping stone for freshmen.

"It seems that everyone has spare energy, so let's do another ten sets of back and forth running."

"what……"

Fukuyama, who was helping to supervise, chatted and whispered to Fujiwara: "Don't you think Yukimura became a little-excited after returning from his school trip?"

In the past few days, everyone has to lie down on the field for a while before going home. Yukimura himself is even worse. In addition to club training, he has to fight with at least three people every day. The highest record is eight people, and he fought for nearly two and a half hours. It's all dark.

Today's progress is quite fast. Marui, who finished the last game with Yukimura, lay on the ground, muttering haggardly: "I'm so tired, I want cake... Today's limited edition puffs...Jack—"

Kuwahara stood up helplessly, helped Marui who was struggling on the ground, and took him to grab today's dessert. [At least not my treat. ]

At this time, Nioh can only envy him.As for Kuwahara, all he can do is eat and drink when Kuwahara treats Marui.

[I heard that the golf course is about to be re-planned, so it's time to talk about it. ]

By the time Nioh was able to stand up, the tennis court was almost empty.Yukimura and Sanada walked together as usual; Liu was sorting out the materials, and waited for him to go to the agency office to change and lock the door.

"Yukimura is getting more and more scary." After rubbing his limp legs for a while, Nioh came out of the office. [Liu Sheng-kun doesn't know if he has left or not. ]

Yagyu was still there when he got to the golf course.

"Hey, Yagyu-kun is still here at a time like this."

Yagyu was swinging empty, but stopped when he heard Nioh's voice. "King Renwang?"

"The club work should be over, right? Do you want to come and see the tennis court?" Nioh turned sideways, waiting for Yagyu's response.

After a while, Yagyu put away his golf clubs and followed Nioh.

The tennis court under the setting sun was empty, and the cold air in late autumn gradually washed away the enthusiasm of the teenagers on the court.

"I haven't decided I want to join the tennis club—"

"Okay, just take a look."

Nioh walked to the sideline of No. 1 court, rubbed the white bottom line under his feet, turned his head and smirked at Yagyu who was following him: "Compared with your golf course, this tennis court is indeed a small field. However, during the game But it feels very spacious.”

Nioh raised his head, closed his eyes, and recalled his initial embarrassment. "It's obviously just a small ball, no matter how hard you run, you can't catch up, and you can't rely on the strength of others. You're just fighting with your lonely self."

"This is my battlefield." [I don't want to bear it, but it doesn't mean I want to escape. ]

"battlefield……"

"You are called a 'gentleman' in golf, and you have a calm and calm mentality. Can you show it on this tennis court?"

Yagyu pushed his glasses, and Tong Renwang explained solemnly: "Mental power has nothing to do with golf or tennis."

"Or do you want to say that my mental strength can't be used on the tennis court?" ]

"Do you want to try it?"

"Heh, let's stop this boring topic." Liu Sheng turned and left with a calm face.

King Ren watched Liu Sheng go away, but he didn't have any regrets.

"puri." [Nine out of ten. ]

"Everyone is full of energy today, so let's run [-] more laps around the court."

"……Yes."

"Oh," Yukimura looked ashamed, "Everyone doesn't seem to want to run around. As a minister, I can't understand everyone's feelings—"

"no no……"

"Then let's change it to [-] sets of bottom line return, everyone is already very tired after practicing."

"Yes!"

"Yukimura's extra training skills are really perfect." Fukuyama rested on Fujiwara's shoulders, "I'm willing to bow down."

"Is it okay to practice like this?" Takeda was a little uncertain.

"No problem, our training table has been continuously improved since Iori-senpai. Besides, Yukimura is very careful, and there is a willow guard." Fujiwara's eyes followed the boys on the field. "Now is indeed a relatively critical stage. It won't work for Lihai to rely on only three ghosts."

"Okay, Saxian, we're all retired. Let Yukimura Sanada and the others worry about it." Fukuyama directly hooked Fujiwara's shoulder and planned to leave, but Fujiwara dropped his right arm. "You go back first, Kei, I'll wait for Yukimura."

After the training was over, Yukimura, who was about to drop in with Sanada, saw Fujiwara waiting at the door.

"Fujiwara-senpai?"

Fujiwara walked into the club office and gestured to Liu.

"Then, I'll go first."

"I'll lock the door. Sanada?"

"Ah, see you tomorrow."

Liu, who left, closed the door intimately.

"senior?"

Fujiwara looked at Yukimura who had already taken off his sweatband, his face was flushed from the previous strenuous exercise, and his dark blue curly hair was slightly sticky with sweat.

Obviously, he should be a weak boy who is suitable for poetry, painting and art appreciation, but he chooses to run and sweat on the tennis court.

He obviously doesn't look tall and majestic, but the figure in a coat makes people follow him involuntarily.

"Yukimura, there is a question that I have always been puzzled by." Fujiwara considered his tone, "Why did you challenge the minister from the beginning?"

"..." [Senior really hit the nail on the head. ] Yukimura bit his dry lower lip.

"Do you really want me to tell the truth? Senior."

"I want to know." Fujiwara turned around and looked at the pile of trophies and medals in the cabinet.

"Probably because of pride." Yukimura put down the tennis bag, opened the chair and sat down. "I think I am very strong, so I have the strength to be the No. 1 of Lihai, the king of 'strength is the most respected', so naturally Li Haida should also be the No. 1 of junior high school. That's all."

"..."

Seeing that Fujiwara didn't respond, Yukimura smiled indifferently. "After I actually took over from you, I realized that I thought the position of minister was too simple. No, it was the position of minister of the tennis department of Lihai University Affiliated High School."

Even now, Yukimura is still grateful for his decision to practice playing tennis with his jacket on.As a result, he won the respect of most of the members in just one month, and also received great attention from Fujiwara, who was the minister at the time.And with the passage of time, his powerful strength has been engraved in the subconscious of all members.No matter how proud and independent people are, they will be convinced by him.

The "Xia Ke Shang" of the Lihai Tennis Club is quite peaceful.

Each club member may not be said to be very strong, but at least they are all tenacious and proud. They have to sacrifice more spare time than tennis club members in other schools and insist on strict club training in order to be able to say——I am A member of King Lihai.

What the ministers of Lihai University have to do is to unite everyone and maintain the title of "King".They are like wrestlers on the stage, under the ardent expectation of the members, they bear the honor.The Kanto champion in one year is a crown added to the body; two years, two crowns;

Even if the burden on the body will always collapse one day, none of the ministers in Lihai would like to be the one who is crushed.

Yukimura took it over and was going to support it. This has become something like inheritance.Sitting in this position, he also gradually understood how many people were staring at him, hoping that Lihai would collapse, so that the situation in the middle school tennis world in Kanto would become "vigorous".

"However, I have already promised everyone that I want to win consecutive championships not only in Kanto, but also in the whole country. I will do what I say."

With his back turned to Yukimura, Fujiwara couldn't see the expression on his face. "I see."

"Yukimura, there is something you need to know."

"All ears."

"Sanada-kun is the vice minister, right?"

"...What does senior mean?"

Fujiwara heard the faint displeasure in Yukimura's tone, he turned around and looked directly at Yukimura: "You are not alone, you have to share with Sanada-kun—"

"I have it, senior." Yukimura sat up straight, "Not only Genichiro, I also discussed it with Renji. Didn't Genichiro do a good job in supervising the department's training, arranging daily activities, and external affairs? ?”

"That's not what I meant, Yukimura."

"what is that."

"I mean the pressure. Sanada-kun should share the pressure of consecutive championships with you."

"Xianichiro has been pursuing Li Haidai's victory, isn't that enough?" Yukimura looked aggressive at this time, Fujiwara spread his hands to ease the atmosphere of the topic: "Xikimura, I don't mean to deny Sanada-kun."

"Then what does senior mean?" Yukimura leaned back on the chair and crossed his arms.

Fujiwara supported his forehead, and considered his own expression: "...Yukimura, which one is more important, Yukimura or Yoshimura?"

"Kanto wins."

"Okay, so what about Sanada-kun?"

"..." Yukimura lowered his head and thought for a while, "No matter what kind of competition, Genichiro will ask himself to win, and he will also ask Li Haida to win."

Fujiwara was a little helpless. As the handover senior, on a spiritual level, he wanted the tennis team to be safe.

"So what he bears is different from what you bear. I just think Sanada-kun needs to understand the importance of the Kanto streak."

"Senior, the two people's ideas are different, it's just that the path of action diverges, but the purpose is the same, isn't that enough? Senior, you can't let everyone go according to one person's ideas."

"..." Fujiwara sighed inwardly.

Yukimura could see that Fujiwara was not persuaded by himself: "Okay, even if Genichiro really wants to put the Kanto winning streak at the top of the list, how should I tell him?"

"..."

"Xianichiro has his own ideas, he is my partner, I should respect him, shouldn't I?"

"Victory in Kanto is a necessary condition for Lihai. There is only one chance every year. Can you, a minister, realize it?"

"What's wrong? That's why a minister is a minister. Besides, it's a breeze."

"Sanada-kun is the vice minister."

"In every aspect, Genichiro is top-notch, and his strength will only become stronger, and he can fully take on the duties of the deputy minister, and has always adhered to Lihai's 'constant victory'." Yukimura's words became harsh , "Senior, don't you think that you attach too much importance to the Kanto winning streak? It is precisely because of this that you don't have the determination to win the national championship, right? Because in the eyes of seniors, as long as you can achieve the Kanto winning streak, right? Hold on In the land of Kanto, the national championship is optional, if you win, you win, and if you lose, let it go?"

"It's not like this!"

"...Huh—" Fujiwara felt that he had lost his composure, and pulled out the chair to sit down, "I'm sorry."

"It seems that senior still maintains his point of view." Yukimura also slowed down his fluctuating emotions.

"Actually, Sanada-kun's personality is quite good, but he is a little bit biased towards tennis." Fujiwara stood up and walked back and forth slowly, "He will indeed be a very good helper."

"I'll leave the rest to you, Yukimura."

"Leave it to me, Fujiwara-senpai."

Yukimura felt a little better, stroked his wristband, and thought for a while.

"Senior, I heard that there will be a training camp for the U17 World Cup in high school. Don't seniors plan to participate?"

Fujiwara smiled: "I don't join the job site, why should I go there?"

"It is said that there are many masters there, and Byodoin-san who defeated the senior is also there, right?"

"Yukimura, I'm sorry." Fujiwara turned around and looked at the pennant beside the wall, "I like tennis, but I don't have the passion and pursuit of competition like you."

"I took over as director from Nakajima-senpai. So—"

"I am willing to work hard to maintain Lihai's honor, and Japan's honor is often fought for by people." I am a little tired, and the responsibility of winning glory for the country should be handed over to others.

"...Did Fukuyama-senpai think the same way?"

"Ah, we have to work hard after high school. He wants to study design. In my case, it is related to computer engineering."

Yukimura chuckled lightly: "Hehe, shouldn't it be the other way around?"

"The contrast between your appearance and your ambition is the greatest, Yukimura."

"...It's quite sharp, senior."

"That is to say, you don't plan to go straight up?"

"Well, but Takeda and the others are planning to advance directly, so you don't have to worry too much about the quasi-final selection and the practice matches of the high school and university divisions next season."

Many people will wonder why the middle part of Lihai Daguo is famous in the tennis world, but the high school and university part are not as good.

The principle of "strength first" in the High School Attached to Lihai University makes the principal and deputy ministers basically the strongest two, and those who have the ability to play tennis well and manage a prestigious team will not be inferior in quality and character.Lihai University is not top-notch in terms of academics, so basically every head and deputy minister is not very optimistic about the helicopter flight, but will strive for the best high school in the relevant major.There is also the psychological factor of "I have been worrying about it for a year or two, and I am too tired to care about it".

Of course, in the high school and university department, there will still be seniors who have been directly promoted from the junior high school, which is why they are willing to have a practice match with the junior high school tennis department.

The author has something to say:

Private setting, explaining why there are few seniors in the first army and the second army Lihai in U17.

Now writing the second year of junior high school is quite fun, and every time I feel lazy, I watch the clips of net dance, and I get motivated again.