[Net King] The king's elegance

Illusions, they must all be illusions, Miyahi followed behind Yukimura absent-mindedly, trying to ignore the thoughts that flashed through his mind just now.

He likes Yukimura, but this kind of liking is just the admiration for the male god and the minister, it is a very common feeling, it is the friendship between teammates!It took 15 minutes, and Miyahiri's crackling brainstorm barely convinced himself, and then he came to his senses, and the match between Atobe and Irie had already gone through more than half.

"Game trace department, 5-0."

After finally restarting his brain, he still couldn't turn the corner. Seeing the unexpected score on the field, Miyahi blurted out: "Irie lost five games in a row? Is Atobu cheating?"

I can't hear these words, the uncle deliberately walked in front of Gong Ri, held his head up and said proudly: "I will not lose, please watch carefully, ahhh~"

"Why, why?!" Kneeling on the ground, Irie put all his heart into the performance, acting out his emotional breakdown, "This is a lie!"

Well, so pompous!The crying of those who heard it on the field made Gong Ri instantly think of Irie's actor attributes, if he hadn't been deceived once, he would have almost believed it!

Gong Ri stared at the crowd deceived by the actor's acting skills without saying a word. He opened his mouth and before speaking, he felt the warning eyes projected obliquely in front of Ijiang from behind. All right, you just have to have fun.

"Atobe, put it away." Adhering to the last brotherhood, Miyahi reminded vaguely, but Atobe never thought that Irie was pretending.

"Could it be that I will lose to you, a junior high school student?"

Atobe, who has won successively, is full of spirits, "What high school student, junior high school student, you who are still obsessed with this, you are doomed to failure, tennis is only strong or weak, that's all!"

It seems that not only the tail is up to the sky, but Atobe is about to put on wings and float into the sky. Gong Ri rests his hand on his forehead, and he can't bear to look directly at the next development.

"Atobe! Atobe! Atobe will win!"

The supporting support for junior high school students is almost comparable to that of the Bingdi Qianren Support Club, but Gong Ri just wants to clasp his hands in embarrassment. What is blinding your eyes? !

"You may be better at the beginning of this training camp." Atobe's arrogant smile became more wanton: "But that has been a long time ago, and my uncle's evolution is accelerating every day."

With a clumsy catching posture, Irie was sweating profusely, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were full of disbelief, "Shin... how can evolution speed up every day?!"

For the last blow, Atobe raised his racket sideways, "Ice World" is ready, and I have seen all your blind spots!

The ice shattered into slag, and Irie took off and hit Atobe with a precise smash, then raised his head, and the panic and embarrassment disappeared. Irie smiled slyly, and whispered softly: "It's revealed."

Have you been acting all this time?Atobe squinted his eyes. He was underestimated. He squeezed the ball and quickly adjusted his state. This is his serve, and the game will end with the last ball. Be confident, let me take care of you!"

"Senior Irie really knows how to play." Gong Ri almost wanted to applaud Irie's superb acting skills, "I'm not afraid of overturning."

Yukimura also enjoyed watching the drama: "Playing with the opponent in the palm of your hand, if King Ni is here, maybe the two of them have a common language."

"But from this point of view, Irie has been paying attention to Atobe for a long time." Mystery is synonymous with Irie, but not everyone is lucky enough to be written into the script by Irie.

"40 to 40, Irie leads."

Irie, who stripped off the acting disguise, was a completely different person from before, "I say brother Atobe, you have to work hard~" Such a provocative provocation that fueled the fire, even Miyahito couldn't help but look sideways.

Atobe's belated sixth sense came online. He had a hunch that if he couldn't win this round, he would lose the game. All his attention was focused on his observation skills. Atobe opened his eyes wide, trying to see through Irie's flaw.

"It's back?! How is it possible?" Irie's strategizing eyes showed panic again, and the ball that shouldn't be caught up was hit back by Atobu, as if everything was beyond his expectations: "Has his evolution not ended yet? Human beings Can it evolve to such an extent?"

Feeling that Yagyu beside him was holding his breath and waiting for Atobe to win the game, Miyahito suppressed his laughter and said, "Haha, cough, Irie-senpai must have watched a lot of movies with ups and downs recently."

Yukimura, who heard Miyahi's whisper, also bent his mouth, and lowered his voice to approach Miyahi's ear: "It feels like I haven't seen you for a few months, and Irie-senpai's acting skills have improved a lot."

Come on, it's too foul to get so close!Gong Ri tilted his head like an electric shock, his eyes fluttered around uncomfortably, as if he was trying to cover up something, he turned around to look for water to drink: "Well, ah, you, you are right, Jingshi, do you want a drink of water?"

Yukimura blinked his eyes in confusion, for the first time he didn't follow the pace of Miyahi's thoughts.

"Game Irie, 1-5."

The previously undefeated new trick "Jig Step Towards Frustration" was also easily cracked by Irie. Finally, the biggest reversal of the game began.

"Irie is really the opponent I don't want to meet." Taneshima wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead. Even if he had been aware of Irie's acting skills, there was nothing he could do about it, because you don't know what the script of the great director is like. Development, he doesn't like such a difficult game at all.

Tokugawa, who had already been tricked countless times, wanted to raise his hands in agreement, "That junior high school student is so pitiful."

"Game Irie, 2-5."

"Game Irie, 3-5."

Being overthrown by someone, anyone's psychological defense would be shaken, Atobe's arrogant smile gradually subsided, and his movements became more and more cautious, Gong Ri almost wanted to mourn for him.

Taking note of Miyahi's abnormal behavior secretly, Yukimura paid attention to the game again. This performance of manipulating people's hearts is really unprecedented. Yukimura said with emotion: "Senior is really a big liar."

"I didn't say it before, in fact, the strength of entering the river is far more than the No. [-] court, but stronger." After the fact, the coach outside the court finally said: "The two of us are the same, we were placed in the court to improve the strength of each court There."

Gong Ri's head is full of dark lines, what he said is like a line from a spy war movie, life is like a drama, it all depends on acting skills, they are obviously a group of dark-bellied seniors who hide their strength.

"Isn't that Atobe very dangerous?" Hochotaro, who was still young, was the first to lose his composure, waving his hands and cheering: "You will definitely win, Minister Atobe, come on!"

"Shut up, Feng! All bystanders shut up!"

The mentality is impatient and the temper is gradually becoming irritable. This is not a good sign. Ren Zuo put a hand on Feng's shoulder to comfort the nervous junior, but his eyes were fixed on Atobe's movements. Although the outcome of the two courses has been decided, but Atobe offered to play five rounds, in order to convince the high school students to lose, so the most critical singles one cannot lose.

"Yeah, you're embarrassing right now." Every word of Irie stimulated Atobe's precarious nerves, and the effect of language interference was remarkable.

Just when Atobe thought he had seen through Irie's blind spot, icicles all over the sky fell on his field, and the situation reversed again.

At this point in the game, Oni began to uncover the tip of the iceberg for the bewildered junior high school students, "Irie's strength lies in his ability to penetrate the opponent's heart and prepare the battle strategy in advance."

"Sometimes I feel that Irie is not like a tennis player, but more like a psychological master." Tanejima also complained to Tokugawa.

Gong Ri raised his head and glanced at the dark clouds floating in the sky: "It seems to be raining, and every trace department must tie the seventh, it really is an unchanging law."

Fine snowflakes floated quietly in the gloomy sky, and the long path stretched away. Tezuka, carrying a tennis bag, looked just like when he first came. It was his choice to leave silently without saying goodbye to anyone. Tezuka stared blankly at the snowflakes in the sky.

"It's snowing." Gong Ri stretched out his hand, and the crystal clear snowflakes melted as soon as they landed on the palm, cold but not biting, beautiful and fragile.

Yagyu took out an umbrella from the tennis bag he was carrying, stepped forward and stood beside Yukimura, the handle of the umbrella was inclined to cover Yukimura tightly.

"Thank you, Yagyu." Facing Yagyu's thoughtfulness, Yukimura smiled softly and thanked him.

Marui picked up the jacket on the side and threw it to Miyahi, "I didn't feel it when I was exercising, but it's November now, so please get dressed obediently when it snows."

Miyahi put on his coat, but couldn't help but glance at Yukimura, taking good care of Yukimura at the first time, this is a common sight in Tachikai University, but seeing Yagyu standing beside Yukimura so thoughtfully, Miyahi's heart is There was an indescribable taste.

He wants to be the person who holds the umbrella for Yukimura, he wants to stand there and get Yukimura's smile, he wants to be alone with Yukimura, without the presence of others.

The weather temperature is getting colder, but Gong Ri's heart is bubbling and starting to boil. The game with a known ending on the court seems irrelevant, and the falling snowflakes seem to turn into feathers, teasing the most secret depths of his heart.

Gong Ri's mind became hot, and he left a casual sentence: "I'm going to buy some things." He turned around and ran away without a trace.

"Huh?" The chewing gum that Marui had blown halfway broke in the air, even if he turned on the attribute of a close brother, he still couldn't figure out the reason for Gonghi's sudden convulsion.

Acting completely according to instinct, emotions surpassed reason and gained the upper hand, the oncoming cold wind finally woke up the feverish brain cells, Gong Ri squatted in front of the vending machine and blamed himself, "What the hell am I doing! "It's such an absurd idea.

Fortunately, most of the people gathered around the court, no one saw this embarrassing scene. After the impulse, there was a long period of calmness. It felt like a century had passed, and the messy thoughts in his mind were locked deep again. Gong Ri stood up and looked out. He took out a handful of coins, took out three of them by accident and stuffed them into the vending machine, and with the sound of heavy objects falling, his beating little heart was also settled in the dust.

When Miyahi came back with three cans of hot coffee, the match between Atobe and Irie officially entered the tiebreaker.

Passing the can of coffee hidden in his bosom to Yukimura, Miyahito looked obedient as if nothing had happened just now, "Seiichi, you can't drink coffee, just hold your hands, the tiebreaker in Atobe should be played for a long time .”

Seeing that Miyahi gave all the remaining coffee to Yagyu and Marui, Yukimura shook the coffee in his hand and asked, "You don't want to drink?"

The dark side of psychology sneaked out to make trouble, Gong Ri chose the worst excuse: "I didn't bring enough money, and I don't like to drink hot coffee, just the hot coffee will keep you warm, and it will satisfy my hunger after it gets cold."

He didn't believe in Miyahi's random explanation. Yukimura glanced at Miyahi's sudden change of chicken coop hairstyle and trouser pockets, stared deeply at Miyahi's dodging eyes for three seconds, and then took the time to retract his piercing eyes, and his tone Li said with a smile, "It's really a different hobby."

"Little fool." Marui embraced Gong Ri who was about to confess himself: "I'll give you this can, I don't like bitter coffee."

Fortunately, Marui didn't see through, Miyahi secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Just to attract Yukimura's attention, just want to have a cup of coffee with Yukimura, action before thought, at that moment he was really obsessed to come up with such a trick

Gong Ri's fingers accidentally touched the coin in the pocket, and his body froze again, quietly covering the pocket with his palm, as if hiding some ulterior secret.

"Atobe should have been injured when he fell down just now, and it was his left ankle." Yukimura held the warm coffee in his hands, glanced at a little ostrich who was doing bad things behind Marui, and couldn't help it Smiling lightly.

"That's why I didn't jump up and smash." Liu Sheng didn't know about the undercurrents around him, so he took a sip of instant coffee, well, it really could only be used as a hand warmer.

Irie smiled sweetly like an angel, but the ball he hit turned Atobe around like a devil, "Are you okay? Does it hurt? Okay, okay, go and catch the ball."

"Atobe is good at using protracted battles to overcome the opponent's weaknesses, and Irie used protracted battles to target his wounds." The two sides fought more than 100 rounds, and Miyahiri was stunned. This is simply the epitome of the two-part battle back then, coupled with Irie's never-ending psychological warfare, if he were Atobe, he would definitely have a shadow over Irie's squinting smile after this game.

"Mingxuan, come here." Seeing the child's body trembling obviously, Yukimura smiled even brighter, "Your favorite ice coffee, drink it quickly, the competition is coming to an end."

The rich coffee smell is mixed with a faint floral fragrance, which is the smell of Yukimura, "Ahem!!" Absurd thoughts swept over again uncontrollably, Miyahito choked and turned his back, and just looked up at Yukimura With the knowing eyes, the guilty Gong Ri almost buried his head in the ground.

Different from the weird atmosphere on Gong Ri's side, the game on the field has entered the final intense stage, and Irie's crash-like roar went online again: "Didn't I say that everything is over?! It's over! It's over!"

"So that's how it is, it's not realistic acting skills." It's a pity that Atobe will never believe it again, the emperor's calmness is thrown away, and the responsibility just taken over breaks out at this moment, Atobe recklessly flies back to the bottom line to save the ball: " I must fulfill my promise, Tezuka!"

The goal was achieved, drawing a perfect happy ending for this drama, Irie let go of the racket in his hand, covered his shoulders and said helplessly: "Really, I can't lift my arms anymore. It was a wonderful game."

"Because both sides cannot continue the game, the game is invalid."

The director's script came to an end, the dedicated actors retired, and everything was under control.