[Net King] Please play tennis with the professional me

As I moved into my new home, the finals of the Kanto Competition also kicked off.

The high spirits were extinguished by a heavy rain, and the game had to be postponed to a week later.

The heavy rain seemed to have taken away Ryoma's confidence. He seemed to have experienced something when I didn't know, and then became depressed and helpless.

I couldn't find him after school for two consecutive days, and even I became restless.

I originally planned to go directly to his house to find someone tonight, but I happened to meet Takashi Kawamura and heard the reason for the incident from him.

On the final day of the Kanto Tournament, although the game was suspended due to rain, Ryoma still went to Sanada Genichiro of Rikai University for a fight, and then lost miserably.

Because of the tragic defeat in this game, Ryoma frequently lost the ball in training, and even asked Takashi Kawamura to hit him with continuous swing balls.

"This is what Akutsu told me. He happened to see the whole process of the game that day."

"Thank you, Kawamura-senpai... He really agreed to such a willful request. If you get hurt somewhere, please tell me! Now I may need to go to Ryoma first, I'm sorry."

"Wait, let's go together."

In the end, Takashi Kawamura and I stood by an unfamiliar tennis court and watched the entire match between Akutsuhito and Ryoma.

When I found someone's Ryoma, I wanted to go down first, but Akutsujin handed over his coat to Kawamura Takashi and borrowed his tennis racket.

I looked at his eyes flashing with different meanings, and stood silently.

Akutsujin, in my impression, was still the one who injured Ryoma and lost to him at that time, and then quit the tennis club, the young tame dye of Takashi Kawamura and Tsuruta Mi.

However, today his image in my heart suddenly became three-dimensional.

I watched Ryoma cheer up under his stimulation, and regained his previous confidence: "I won't end like this, will I? It's not far away."

After Akutsujin and Kawamura left, Ryoma still stood below and played.

I touched my tennis bag, and finally decided to go: "It's so boring to play alone, let's play against each other?"

Before today, I rarely thought Ryoma would have such a moment.

He lost to Echizen Minamijiro, to Echizen Ryuya, and even to me all the time.

Maybe it's because I'm used to it, that's why the blow from a stranger this time was so big.

But the way he's come back from the blow is fascinating.These are the different feelings brought to him by his seniors in the tennis club, friends he knows, and opponents who have played games.

I didn't think there was anything wrong. Seeing him walking steadily on the right path and seeing everyone helping him made me feel very happy from the bottom of my heart.

Young people just have to go through a bit of wind and rain.

Echizen Ryoma should suffer from tennis.

As Ryoma returned to normal, Qingxue's men's net club ushered in their first sleepover.

The joint camp before the final was certainly not useless, it was of great help to strength and morale, and I heard that the Men's Tennis Club of the Ice Emperor Academy also agreed to play a friendly match with them in the last days of the joint camp.

Therefore, the former minister Sakuragawa Nana, who hadn't appeared for a long time, suddenly appeared in Qingxue, let us go home quickly to pack our bags and then take us directly to her villa for training.

Tsuruta Mi: "Okay!!!"

The excited tone must have been unaware of the need to make up extra lessons after returning to school.

I didn't even realize it until I was sitting in a limo.

Sakuragawa Qihe held the red wine glass in the RV in one hand, and clenched his fist in the other hand to cheer us up: "You can't be one step slower than the Bingdi guys!"

Sawako Domoto sighed: "This time is the men's net club training of Qingxue, not the ice emperor training..."

During the one-week cohabitation time, there was no time for cultural classes, and the training time doubled. I felt like I woke up every day and stood on the tennis court as soon as I opened my eyes. I was ready to fight with a tennis racket at any time. up.

It seems to have returned to the devil training in the previous life.It also seems to recall the purest time of sweating at that time.

High-intensity training menus and customized nutrition recipes, expensive and diverse training equipment and training venues, professional massage and relaxation after training, and video analysis by professional tennis coaches.

The Sakuragawa Zaibatsu once again showed us the benefits of being rich.

My unmoving vest line has a faint trend of abdominal muscles under this high-pressure stimulation... Although it is impossible to have it for the time being with the body fat rate of my age.

When I was lying in bed at night, I received a call from Sun Xiangkui, who unsurprisingly went out to sleep with the men's net department again.

To be able to resist the great attraction of the Sakuragawa Villa and the luxurious life, and to follow Gan Sadaharu and the others to the dilapidated dormitory is true love in a sense.

Sun Xiangkui told me about the training method of the men's net club, which is like survival in the wild. I listened with interest at first, but then I got too sleepy and my eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Mimi stared as if he heard Ryoma's voice: "Ling?"

I subconsciously responded, "Hmm."

Then fell into dreamland.

I fell asleep with my mobile phone in my hand until dawn. When I woke up, my hands were numb. I glanced at the mobile phone in my hand, and it was dead.

After charging it and turning it on again, last night's call record was as long as three hours.

After being depressed for a while, this matter was quickly forgotten by me. The busy dorm life left me no time to think about other things, and I was so tired that I wanted to fall asleep on the spot.

In the last days of the joint camp, Sakuragawa Qihe pulled out a new match list, and my name on the list was in singles three.

"Are you going to break up the doubles between me and Kaiben?"

Regarding this matter, many people present expressed their puzzlement, but Sakuragawa Nana who made the decision, Domoto Sawako who worked as a part-time manager, and Kaiben Tianyin who always made up their minds, all nodded again affirmatively.

I thought for a while, but couldn't help asking: "Why?"

"Because you changed. Got stronger."

Sakuragawa Nana looked through the data at hand: "Actually, when you joined the tennis club at the very beginning, I learned about it from Tianyin. Your tennis seems to be very good, but there is still something missing. So I asked you to play tennis. Doubles, to a certain extent, make up for the shortcomings of singles."

"But after observing these days, we all agree that you have passed your own hurdle. Now you should play doubles and release your own strength."

In fact, I am very used to being arranged by others, and I am also very used to cooperating with others.

But in the final game, they took turns playing singles with me.Standing on the court alone, I suddenly regained a certain sense of control.

I was so immersed in those joys that I forgot to pay attention to Kaiben Tianyin for a while, which later made me blame myself for a long time.

In the latter part of the day, Kaiben's family's business had problems, and Kaiben Tianyin was very busy, running around with family affairs.So in fact, she voluntarily gave up the doubles with me, she just wanted me to go further.

Because singles is easier to shine than doubles.

I just found out later.

The camp is over, and the final chapter of the Kanto Contest is here.This time Lihai was so strong that it was different from before.

Beichuanho and Kaiben Tianyin formed a doubles two and lost.

The Horikita sisters lost in doubles one.

Even Tsuruta Mi lost in singles two.

We have come so far smoothly all the way, and it is rare to face this kind of failure. Horikita Yuri and Horikita Sakurako cried on the spot.

Kitagawaho was also rare to be silent, let alone Tsuruta Mi, who lost in the last match.

I won, but not happy.Because this is not my personal game, losing means that our entire women's tennis team and the coveted champion have passed away.

Next year, Kaiben Amane, Kitagawa Ho, Tsuruta Mi, and Domoto Sawako will be promoted to the advanced department, and the separation is more or less sentimental.

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that the failure this time was due to the fact that everyone's mentality was different.

In fact, it's not just Kaiben Tianyin.Domoto Sawako has a plan to study abroad, and Tsuruta Mei decides to finish the tennis club training and return home to make a living after she decides to enter the advanced department.As for Beichuansui, the family has made the decision to immigrate.

Everyone dared not speak, and kept the question in their hearts.It wasn't until failure came that tears washed all the answers out of the wave of my heart.

Compared with the joy of the champion, weeping with joy.

We, the runner-up, were immersed in self-blame.

I looked at them, "Actually, I am the same. The director you met last time agreed to let me audition. I will aim to be an actor in the future."

"Everyone has different goals, and that's not a bad thing. I'm glad you all found a place, so it's just a failure."

Yes, it was just a failure.

I'm talking to them, and I'm talking to myself.

"There is still the champion of the national competition waiting for us."

The Women's Nets Department revived, while the Men's Nets Department continued to gain momentum, directly defeating King Li Haida's victory.

Ryoma even defeated Genichiro Sanada who had been trapped in the shadow of failure for a long time.

On the night after the game, Ryoma sent me home.

He was in such a good mood all the way, I couldn't help but want to provoke him.

I used to get home first, and then Ryoma walked the two blocks by himself.And now my new home is behind the monastery, so we arrived at the monastery first.

I said, "Let's play a game."

After self-analysis and cognition these days, I found that my strength has returned to half of the peak period, and the remaining half is still limited by my physical fitness.

In fact, I still have self-confidence, because I feel that I have improved a lot compared to before.

And I, who had always won before, lost this time.

It does not rule out that I underestimate the enemy, nor does it rule out the innate physical strength of boys.Falling into the tie-break tug-of-war means that Ryoma's current strength is comparable to mine, so it is reasonable to lose.

Ryoma was sweating profusely, and he didn't look much better than me. He fought a fierce battle with Genichiro Sanada and a tug-of-war with me, but he was still in surprisingly good condition.

A pair of big cat eyes full of vigor looked at me, the raised brim of the hat set up a wanton arc on the forehead, and the hair was full of the proud boy, stretched out his hand to pull me.

I passed my hand as usual, "You win."

"Yeah, you're actually not that good."

I was laughed at by him, lifted his hat, and tried to ruffle his hair: "I just remember winning this time, why don't I remember the ones I lost before. Bad memory."

"Bad memory?" He raised his hand to grab the hat from me. After getting the hat, he pretended to dust it and put it on again, with a signature smirk at the corner of his mouth: "I still remember, someone said when I won , just tell me the answer.”

I was stunned for a moment, and I realized what he was talking about in the first moment. The heat on my face continued to rise, and my mouth still refused to compromise: "I also remember that another so-and-so said that he was not interested."

After being choked back by me, Ryoma gave a "cut", but finally stopped asking.

After that, I went home, and he came out again after saying that he wanted to have a good rest, and sent me to my new home silently.

In the yard, I carefully hid the key under the flowerpot, and he stood by and watched me hide it. When I stood up, he suddenly looked at my face and smiled.

I touched it for some unknown reason, only to find that the soil in the new flower pot I just bought was soft, and it got on my hands unconsciously. I was used to wiping sweat, so I brought it to my face.

"It's really a bit stupid." Ryoma finally laughed enough, raised his hand and directly wiped off the dry mud on my face.

Repeated wiping caused a bit of tingling on the cheeks, and physiological tears ran from the corners of the eyes. I slapped his hands off angrily: "I lost the game today, and you still bullied me."

"Huh? Then what do you want?"

"You can hug me, or..."

Before he finished speaking, he took off his hat and covered my face, with an extra hand on his shoulder, and I was pressed into his arms by him.

The field of vision was pitch black, and the hat carried the smell of his shampoo, and his unique milk aroma mixed with the smell of sweat after exercise, which was complex like my mood.

I lost the ability to speak for a while, and I only heard him say: "It's okay to lose once, you will lose to me many times. After that, you will probably lose to me forever. You must be prepared for that, Ling. After all, you, It’s really not far off.”

I couldn't distract my attention at all, the "forever" seemed to hit the bottom of my heart, shaking my heart wildly.

"Oh, by the way, I have to exchange two bottles of Fanta for this hug~"

"...you can go home now."

The author has something to say:

big ~ fat ~ chapter ~

It feels a little ooc, but it's so sweet.

The last meme about hugging for Fanta comes from a picture of a Japanese wife. If you are interested, you can tell me. I will release vb when the time comes.