[Net King] The king's elegance

The U17 Japanese team uniform consists of two pieces, the inside and the outside. The main color is red and white. The cuffs and shoulders are edged with black.

"Next, announce today's qualifying replacement list." Coach Tuo Zhi shouted loudly: "Remember the four rules of qualifying, only the strong can climb to the top, and the weak can only keep falling. You are lazy and free."

Gong Ri picked up the names of Li Hai's four people and looked around, "Jingshi, our opponents are all on the eighth court, and Yagyu's opponent is on the ninth court. Wentai, you have no game today."

"Eguchi Cang." Gong Ri touched his chin and recalled, "I haven't heard of it."

Standing in front of the net, the 1.9-meter tall man has a rough physique comparable to two palace days, and all the eyes are full of hard muscles, and the shadow area alone can cover the palace days.

Gong Ri couldn't help asking his soul again, are you sure this is the U17 training camp and not the U27 training camp?

Gong Ri held her neck up for only three seconds, then took a step back and said, "Please give me more advice."

"Haha, since you look similar to Butter, I'll be gentler." Eguchi met the child's wet round eyes, and his tone softened involuntarily.

The eight-foot man actually has such a gentle and delicate voice, Gong Ri couldn't help but look up again to confirm that he is a huge muscular man, "Who is Butter?"

Eguchi's eyes lit up, "Cream is my Bichon Frize, my younger brother~"

So he looks like a dog? !If it weren't for Jiangkou's sincere tone and gentle face, Gong Ri would have suspected that the other party was intentionally insulting, "Senior, I'm not as obedient as Bixiong." It would be a big loss to release water.

Although the voice does not match the appearance, but the muscles of the whole body have been practiced, and the tiger's mouth is numb, so Gong Ri simply catches the ball with his right hand and serves with the left hand to reduce consumption.

It seems that the coaching staff also had good intentions and picked such an opponent to attack Gong Ri's weaknesses precisely. Unfortunately, he has seen Ochi's height suppression, and it is not a problem if he is under two meters.

"The game is over, Gong Ri wins, 6 to 0."

He won the game without losing a single point and successfully advanced to the No. [-] court. Miyahi didn't even use much mental strength. The eyes of the tall Eguchi changed from gentleness to panic and finally to resignation. At the end, there was a sentence , "So it's not a Pomeranian, it's a leopard."

With a miraculous metaphor, Gong Ri's head was full of black lines, he endured it and said: "Senior, if you don't play tennis anymore, you can switch to a seiyuu career, you must have a bright future."

"Hey, is that right? A lot of people say that, O(∩_∩)O haha~"

Gong Ri trembled with goosebumps, and the hunk smiled coquettishly with hot eyes!

Next door Yukimura also easily won the game with a clean sheet. His opponent was Heitan with good mental endurance, but unfortunately his foundation was not solid.

Gong Ri drank some water to moisten his throat, and from the corner of his eye, he spotted the white toy in Liu Sheng's hand, walked over and joked, "Gentleman, please be merciful, if you break King Ni, you won't be able to play when you come back."

Liu Sheng flipped his hand, and the tricky toy disappeared between his fingers, he pushed his glasses and said calmly: "It's better to put it here, lest he go around deceiving people."

It's not easy for Gong Ri to give advice on matters between partners, he suggested: "Do you want to go to the open space for a practice match?" The body is in a state of excitement after the activity, and it would be a pity to waste watching the game here.

Yagyu shook his head, pointing to the Tibetan rabbit seat on the field: "We have made an appointment for the indoor training ground, you and Yukimura-kun can go." He said worriedly: "Remember to come back on time for lunch."

Yukimura glanced at Marui who was standing on the ice emperor's side. They were all hard-talking guys, and said to Yagyu: "Call Kamifuta to have dinner together at noon, and call if you need anything."

On the first day of entering the camp, although the ghost said the rules prohibiting private games, but watching Echizen and Xiaojin beat a group of high school students, and the reason for the punishment given by the coach was just to miss the seven-ball game. The rules are all lies People, NO.1 people can do whatever they want here.

"I found it." Gong Ri raised his head and waved his hand in front of the broken camera, "It's definitely broken, the distance should be caused by tennis balls." It must be the masterpiece of some irascible old man.

Along the way, they passed through the grove, passed the reservoir dam, found all kinds of weird 'private' courts, and even saw the back mountain where the defeated team trained across the river, saying that coming to the game was more like an adventure.

Yukimura put his jacket aside, took out a small ball from his pocket and threw it to Miyahi, "A set of six games, if there is no tie-break, you serve first."

Such a murderous intent?After the first ball, Miyahito felt the terrifying spiritual oppression released by Yukimura. The brand new ball rubbed against the ground and sparked, and after bouncing, it hit the face directly.

It became more and more difficult, Miyahi's ball speed reached the extreme, catching up with Echizen Kaiten|Yi's speed, the two mental forces collided, Miyahi resisted tenaciously to find a breakthrough.

"The game is over, Yukimura wins, 6 to 3."

The sound of score reporting came from the side, and Zhong Dao rode a self-balancing scooter past Gong Ri, and he didn't know how long he had watched the game, so he grabbed the drink bottle and tasted it without notice, "It turned out to be scented tea, I really enjoy it. "

The miserable Erkang couldn't get back the stolen water bottle, "Senior!" Gong Ri wanted to cry, "If I pass out from dehydration, senior is the culprit!"

"Well, then I'll grab another one for you." Taneshima said it very naturally about snatching someone's water bottle, his eyes turned to Yukimura, and he was persuaded by the dangerous and gentle smile of the master, "Okay, little Yukimura I can’t move my water glass, let’s go, the neighbor is also playing ball, let’s go find it there”

Seven small yellow balls fluttered around the court. Oni and Tokugawa on both sides seemed to have learned how to be a shadow clone. They moved so fast that only afterimages could be seen. The two of them could hit the ball seven times in the time an ordinary person swings.

Tanejima parked the balance bike aside, and counted with his fingers, "Today is the 10th, and there are still [-] days left. No wonder these two people are desperate."

"Is there a game in fourteen days?"

Putting his finger between his lips, Taneshima smiled mysteriously: "This is a secret, I'm not Irie, unless...you beat me in a game~"

Miyahi who was cheated once was not fooled, turned his head indifferently and looked at the two players in the match, "Oh, I don't want to know." He has already lost to Tanejima five times, absolutely don't lose again go down.

Taneshima rubbed his nose, and interrupted the game with a wave of his hand, "Kazuya, I'll take your water bottle."

Guihu said fiercely, "Why are you making trouble again? What's going on with these two junior high school students?"

"If you don't send people to you, the boss's secret base will be found out." What kind of bitter things have been put in this, and Taneshima throws the water bottle to Miyahi in disgust, "Mr. Tokugawa, I'll leave the rest to you." Then he rode a small car and disappeared without a trace.

Yukimura looked thoughtfully at the camera hidden on the branch five meters away, so was their expedition discovered by the coaching staff?

"You don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the boy." The ghost snorted coldly, and it was 100% the request of the group of guys in the monitoring room to make Zhongdao bring people here. He really regarded him as a free coach at the base, and took a look For the two Yukimura who were obediently standing aside, Li Haida was the best at pretending to be innocent. He had learned this from Mao Li, "If you have nothing to do, quit as soon as possible, don't waste resources."

Gong Ri smiled, and returned the water bottle in a polite manner, "If everyone in the training camp is at the level of the No. [-] court, maybe we really shouldn't waste time here, what do you think, senior ghost?"

"Be polite, Mingxuan." Yukimura answered at the right time, with a gentle attitude towards the silent Tokugawa, but there was a strong tone hidden in his tone, "Maybe you can show us the training methods of the seniors?"

"Seven-ball game." The cold-faced Tokugawa cherished words like gold.

Miyahito stood next to the ghost like a small pine tree next to a giant mountain. The two players started with two tennis balls.

"Has Lihai University's coaches given you this kind of training?" Gui could tell at a glance that Yukimura was a veteran of multi-ball training.

Gong Ri said proudly: "We don't have a coach, the minister is the coach, and the training list is made by Yukimura and the staff."

A certain squint-eyed boy appeared in Oni's mind, "Data tennis players are really good at this." It seems very gentle to abstain for the sake of juniors, and it should not be as perverted as Ya Jiudou. When this person's name is mentioned, Oni There is a numb feeling in the mouth.

The number of balls between the two has increased to four, Yukimura's forehead is sweating slightly, but his eyes are amazingly bright, "Senior, you haven't reached the limit yet, why don't you add two more balls?"

When the six balls are thrown together, even the hands of an octopus will be entangled. Miyahi pinched the center of his eyebrows, and Yukimura's running became more violent, and his range of motion became larger. On the other hand, Tokugawa's face was still paralyzed and his face remained motionless. Can't help asking: "How many balls is the limit of senior Tokugawa?"

"Ten balls are just the foundation." The ghost recalled last year's Tokugawa, who climbed up from hell wearing a black coat, glanced at Miyahiri's soft arm, "now you can't beat him." Just like back then The Tokugawa can't beat Byodoin.

The difference in strength was only temporary, and Gong Ri was not hit at all.

It was purely a competition of skills, neither of them used their tricks, as long as one ball landed, it would count as a loss of points. In the end, the game stopped at six balls, and Yukimura lost the game 3-7.

Six small balls were scattered on the field. Miyahi picked up the racket lightly, gathered the small balls from all over the place and put them back on the racket deftly, took three balls and stuffed them into his pockets, and handed the rest to Tokugawa, "Please, Mr. Tokugawa , also start with two balls."

The benefits of the two-knife style finally emerged. With the rapid exchange of left and right hands, Miyahi quickly increased the number of small balls to five. With the little ball coming, Gong Ri can still maintain his composure, at least his mind won't go blank.

Also at the end of the game with six small balls, Miyahi only scored one point from Tokugawa, and wiped the sweat off his face with his hands indiscriminately. The child blinked his big watery eyes and said with anticipation: "Senior, what's next Can we play with you again in a few days?"

In the eyes of Gong Ri, the face with facial paralysis is a deceptive appearance. Counting the people with facial paralysis in the past, 90.00% of them are cold outside and hot inside. Just one look at Gong Ri can see that Tokugawa is definitely a leader. The softness and warmth of the iceberg world God.

He is 1.7 meters tall, looks cute and can act like a baby, speaks nicely and depends on others, all of which satisfy Tokugawa's imagination of his younger brother. The invisible younger brother maintained his facial expression, and said calmly: "En." Miyahi, Tokugawa felt that even if Byodoin was not here, the current training camp is still very good.

For nothing, he got a practice opponent on the No. [-] court. Gong Ri ate half a bowl of lunch, and his good mood lasted until the evening, and then he was defeated by the homework notice sent by the monitor.

"Why do you still have to do your homework when you come to the training camp!!" Gong Ri raised his head to the sky and screamed, completely inhumane.

Yukimura also stared at the chemical formula in the notebook in distress, crumpled the draft paper again and threw it into the trash can. Chemistry homework is the lifelong nemesis of the son of God.

This is not the most painful, as the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison.

Fu Er has already decided to go directly to the senior high school of Qing Xue, and has passed the first round of exams. The school spirit of Sitianbao Temple has always been free and easy, and there are very few homework. Baishi did not bring homework to the training camp at all.

Only Lihai University, a century-old school, is full of all-round development talents. Even if Gong Ri and the others have preferential treatment for special students, they must have homework and exams on weekdays.

"Jingshi, let's go to the library." Gong Ri was finally defeated. Only the closed study environment in the library could allow him to recite words quietly and give Buer and the others a space to entertain. He heard Baishi hold back several times Laughing 'poof' sound, the poor 'Bible' classmate can't laugh out loud after reading the joke collection.

In the empty library, there was only one person who was still concentrating on reading, "Tezuka-kun?" Miyahito asked in surprise, "Are you still studying here so late?"

Tezuka put down the book in his hand, nodded and greeted, "Yukimura-kun, Miyahi-kun."

Three thick books were piled up next to them. Miyahito glanced curiously. They were all in incomprehensible foreign languages. It was Yukimura who was well-informed. "They are all German books. Is Tezuka-kun learning German?"

"Ah, I went to Germany for treatment before, so I have been exposed to learning all the time."

"Germany also has very good tennis clubs, which have trained many professional players." Gong Ri nodded understandingly.

Tezuka was taken aback, the idea of ​​going to Germany for development was still a passing thought, but Miyahito did not expect to connect them directly, "I haven't thought so far." After the arm is healed, the job website is The goal he must go for is just that he can't completely let go of the current Qingxue.

Tezuka looked at Yukimura and Miyahiri who were talking about homework together with a complicated expression. They were also influential figures in the junior high tennis world, and Yukimura was even the representative of the ceiling. With such a rare mental talent, there is a high probability that Yukimura will leave the Internet cafe. Tezuka can't help but think, if possible, he hopes that one day in the future, everyone can meet on the field to make up for their regrets.