[Net King] The Star of the Palm

9 choose to look forward to

Tezuka Kunimitsu was paralyzed on the ground as usual, but he could clearly feel his surprise: "You...the volleyball club..."

Lin Xinglan approached him smilingly: "What volleyball club?"

Seeing her nonchalant expression, Tezuka Kunimitsu choked up a bit, before he could speak again, Lin Xinglan was thrown to the ground by Kikumaru Eiji who appeared out of nowhere: "Ahhh, manager, you are finally back, we I thought you were no longer in charge of the tennis club! People miss you so much, meow!"

Lin Xinglan tore Kikumaru Eiji off his body with great difficulty: "Thank you for missing you, Kikumaru-kun! But your miss is too, too heavy, too much!"

Kikumaru Eiji didn't have the slightest awareness that the other party was a girl, and opened her arms to pounce on her, but Lin Xinglan nimbly dodged it, and immediately pounced on the ground: "Woo, Xinglan is too much!"

Bu Er Zhou Zhu approached with a smile: "That's great, Mr. Lin, welcome back~"

Although Lin Xinglan couldn't help but feel chills down his spine every time he saw Buer Zhouzhu's smiling face, but now he felt inexplicably kind, so he smiled back: "Thank you."

"Manager, welcome back."

"Welcome back."

Lin Xinglan walked back to Tezuka Kunimitsu and held out his hand: "Minister Tezuka, I hope we can have a happy cooperation in the future."

Tezuka Kunimitsu held her hand, feeling the softness and warmth of the palm: "Yes."

……

Seeing Lin Xinglan's bright smile, Tezuka Kunimitsu always felt relieved.

He once thought that Lin Xinglan would choose to go to the volleyball club. Young people who don't have a passionate dream, now that they have the opportunity in front of them, they will probably choose what they yearn for.But she made a choice that was beyond his expectations.

Anyway, here she is now, in the tennis department.

After training in the afternoon, Lin Xinglan and Tezuka Kunimitsu had something to do to clean up the court, Tezuka Kunimitsu habitually sent her home.On the way, Lin Xinglan talked about what happened when she was traveling in France. She was already smart, and she talked about what happened back then vividly, or asked Tezuka Kunimitsu's thoughts on this matter, which didn't make people feel noisy at all.

At the door of Lin Xinglan's house, Tezuka Kunimitsu said goodbye politely.

"Wait a minute!" Lin Xinglan thought of something, turned around and ran into the house suddenly, ran up the stairs and then came out, quickly stuffing the things in his hand into Tezuka Kunimitsu's arms, and the movement was done in one go, "Gift gift, I'm going to France for a trip Bring it back!"

Tezuka Kunimitsu was stunned.

Lin Xinglan pointed at the things in his hand with a smile, explaining everything.

"Wine, produced by my aunt in the estate, foie gras, pickled by my aunt herself; Grasse perfume, newly bought by my aunt, snatched from her, and given to Aunt Tezuka; cheesecake and Valenca cheese, I I bought it myself, brought it in a cold box, and it was within the edible period. Ah, and this, this is..." Lin Xinglan suddenly lowered his voice, and whispered in his ear, "This is from the Roland Garros stadium. Red clay, I stole it."

The hot air sprayed on his ears, hot and itchy, and he shrank his shoulders unconsciously.

Tezuka Kunimitsu put a bunch of things in his arms on the table expressionlessly, repeated Lin Xinglan's original introduction, omitting the last sentence, and quietly stuffed the small plastic bag containing red clay into his pocket.

Tezuka's father was surprised: "Where did so many things come from?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu: "Sent by a classmate."

The Tezuka family: "..."

Tezuka's mother was the first to come back to her senses, and she counted things with a smile: "Kunimitsu's classmate is really nice, what's his name?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu: "Lin Xinglan, the manager of the team."

Grandpa Tezuka thought for a while: "That little girl I met at the fishing ground last time?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu nodded.

Tezuka's mother was excited: "Ah, could it be a girlfriend?"

The whole family stared at him fiercely.

Tezuka Kunimitsu paused, and went upstairs, leaving the three adults looking at each other.

Lin Xinglan continued to manage the daily operations of the tennis club, and asked about the recent developments of the tennis club.

During the summer vacation, there was no training in the tennis club. Most of them traveled with their families, and some of them participated in summer training courses.Therefore, Lin Xinglan's main task this semester is to formulate a reasonable training plan for everyone, preparing for this year's autumn tennis exchange meeting and next year's national competition for middle school students.

Regarding the training plan, Lin Xinglan thought about it for a long time, and decided to discuss it with someone——Sadaharu Gan.

This person is keen on collecting data, and I see him frantically recording every game. Although I don’t know what he is recording, but according to this posture, there will definitely be many things recorded.

It should be possible to take a look.But when Gan Zhenzhi really slapped a large stack of thick notebooks in front of Lin Xinglan, Lin Xinglan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Although Lin Xinglan often sorts out data, too much data can be unbearable.

"That... there are a lot of them, and it will be difficult for me to read them in a while. Since you collected these materials, you must know the contents inside and understand everyone's situation better. Can you help me and prepare a A reasonable training plan?"

Qian Zhenzhi took back the data in an instant, and said cheerfully: "No problem!"

Lin Xinglan: "..." I don't know what to do with this pile of notebooks!

Qian Zhenzhi's plan came out very quickly, and it was completed in two or three days.

Lin Xinglan was quite moved. This kid must have been tidying up day and night, working hard for the tennis club.

Gan Zhenzhi said indifferently: "Let's get started, I want to see where their limits are and update the data again."

Lin Xinglan: "...Okay." I always felt that something was wrong.

According to the plan formulated by Qian Zhenzhi, the training is divided into two periods: morning and afternoon.After careful consideration, Lin Xinglan canceled the morning item. Firstly, there is no need to be so nervous now, and secondly... many people can't get up in the morning.In addition, the autumn tennis exchange meeting is not very important, but it is also an indispensable game to increase experience.

The scorching summer is slowly passing, and autumn is approaching quietly. Lin Xinglan's work in the tennis club is getting smoother and smoother.The tennis club is still at odds, the third graders have quit the club, the second graders feel that they are the only ones, and they are very dissatisfied with Tezuka Kunimitsu, the first-year minister, and provoke him everywhere.

Tezuka Kunimitsu remained silent and continued training with a blank face, ignoring it.On the contrary, Lin Xinglan occasionally replied a few words. Everyone knew that she was very quiet when she didn't speak.

Around October, Lin Xinglan received a call from Echizen Ryuya from the United States. According to this person's personality, he shouldn't have stayed in the United States for so long. Besides, the US Open has been over for a long time.

At first, Echizen Ryuya on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time without saying a word.

Lin Xinglan had no choice but to say, "I said, international calls are very expensive, no matter how much money you have, don't waste it like this, okay? Talk about something."

Echizen Longya laughed twice, his voice was abrupt but broke the dullness: "It's nothing, I'm just not in a good mood, so I want to hear your voice."

Lin Xinglan had goosebumps all over his body: "Can you be normal, what happened?"

Echizen Longya hesitated twice: "A dear sister got into a car accident and has not recovered until now, and may not be able to play tennis again in the future. I feel sorry for her."

Lin Xinglan said silently, "Everyone you know plays tennis...then how is she now?"

Echizen Ryuya: "Should be able to survive, but the will to survive is not strong. Both her parents passed away in a car accident. She has committed suicide several times before she can think about it." After a long silence, he said again, "Dreams are too heavy. , she was able to get away halfway, which is actually quite good, although the way is too tragic."

Lin Xinglan opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word of comfort, he just said: "Long Ya, take care of yourself."

"Yeah." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Lin Xinglan stood in the phone room for a long time holding the receiver.

Echizen Ryuya is actually very easy to understand, a person who will do anything for his dream.She and him have known each other for three years, whether this time is long or short, Lin Xinglan intuitively felt that Echizen Longya should have been wandering since she was younger.But just to play tennis, the little boy almost traveled all over Europe.

Echizen Longya never talked about family affairs with Lin Xinglan, not talking about the background and not asking about the future, but with a huge amount of cash in his pocket, he was fearless and only showed a sense of brute force.

"Why bother..."

There is no need for a stable life, but why bother?

In November, the autumn tennis meeting will come soon, Lin Xinglan

It is very convenient to go back and forth after applying for the school bus.This competition is limited to schools in the Kanto region. Aigaku's ranking is good, but compared to the national competition, this ranking is very severe.

This competition also proved that the departure of the third graders dealt a great blow to Qingxue's strength.In the past, the seniors in the tennis team suppressed the juniors, resulting in uneven distribution of strength.Once the third graders leave, the first and second graders have little actual combat experience, and losing is not unexpected.

On the way back, everyone was in a very negative state.Those by the window leaned their heads to look out the window, while those sitting inside hung their heads and did not speak.

Coach Ryuzaki was very optimistic and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention: "To celebrate today's game, how about I treat everyone to barbecue tonight?"

Kikumaru Eiji was frustrated, and muttered softly: "What's there to celebrate..."

Lin Xinglan is more concerned about another point: "Public or self-funded? Coach, our budget is limited."

Coach Ryuzaki Fuezu, the current children: "I pay for everyone from my own pocket. Don't be depressed. Although we didn't make it to the top three, we have made great progress. If things go on like this, we will definitely get better and better! "

Everyone was noncommittal, and coach Ryuzaki said a place for the driver to drive there.

Lin Xinglan and Tezuka Kunimitsu sat in the last row with no one around.Tezuka Kunimitsu never said a word, but Lin Xinglan could feel that he was depressed.

From the first day they got along, Lin Xinglan knew that this person looked deserted on the surface, but in fact, there was a raging fire hidden in his heart, and he could even burn himself to death for others.Minister Yamato also liked this, so he decided to let him be the minister. Of course, he also took a fancy to his strength.The minister should be such a person who contributes everything to the development of the society.

The tennis club is the foundation of his existence.

Lin Xinglan called him in a low voice: "Tezuka-kun."

Tezuka Kunimitsu turned his head, still expressionless.

For some reason, Lin Xinglan wanted to laugh when he looked at him. Children of this age are really not suitable for such a deep expression: "Hey, Tezuka-kun, the tennis club with you is just getting started, and we will go a long way Far away, right?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu was silent for a while, then turned his head away again, and after a long while he replied sullenly: "Yes."

"Don't be discouraged, everything needs a process, and you also believe in the team members."

Tezuka Kunimitsu nodded lightly: "I am not discouraged, I am just like you, full of hope."

Lin Xinglan was startled, but couldn't help laughing.

Sure enough, Coach Ryuzaki invited him to eat barbecue, and by the way, he also invited the driver.Lin Xinglan sighed helplessly looking at the familiar name on the barbecue shop.During the meal, the waitress kept peeking at the table, and Lin Xinglan secretly ran to whisper to Coach Longzaki: "Grandma Longzaki, you did it on purpose! There are so many restaurants to choose from, so you must come to our restaurant!" "

Coach Longzaki's eyes were full of sincerity: "I think the barbecue of Lin's barbecue is the best. There is absolutely no other meaning! Hehe, that Xinglan, can I have some drinks?"

"... Forget it, treat it as my treat."

Lin Xinglan was speechless, Lin's mother likes to open a restaurant, and has dabbled in various industries, and this Lin's barbecue is one of them.

She reluctantly ran to the office to find the manager. The manager saw that it was the boss's daughter, and was very respectful.Except for Lin Xinglan and coach Ryuzaki, no one knew that the barbecue that night was free.

Lin Xinglan howled, what a loss!I knew that if I went to the volleyball club, the girls' stomachs would always be smaller than this group!

Autumn in Japan is short and winter comes quickly.

Since the tennis exchange meeting, Lin Xinglan has not been as busy as before, and has time to go fishing and the library.Mother Lin likes to drink soup. Lin Xinglan has learned a lot of soup recipes on the Internet. The grandparents of the Tsuka family.

Once Lin Xinglan went late, and happened to see the grandparents not far away, sitting upright on a small bench, holding the fishing rod with both hands, staring at the water surface expressionlessly, motionless.

Lin Xinglan almost fell down laughing, the facial paralysis is passed down from generation to generation!

In the middle, I also went to Tezuka's house as a guest for dinner, and even showed my hands in the kitchen. Tezuka's mother was very impressed.

Lin Xinglan finally finished reading "Notre Dame de Paris" in one sitting.

When I went to return books on weekends, I met Tezuka Kunimitsu again.

"I finished reading it myself, and it is similar to what Tezuka-kun dictated. Tezuka-kun is really good at expressing."

Tezuka Kunimitsu was so old, it was probably the first time he was praised for this, and he nodded blankly: "Yeah."

The two walked among the bookshelves lined up together, and Lin Xinglan asked, "What book would Tezuka-kun want to read this time?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu: "I also watched Victor Hugo."

Lin Xinglan was surprised: "I thought of going with me!"

Tezuka Kunimitsu picked up a copy of "[-]" and said, "I've almost finished reading it, only a few more."

Lin Xinglan remembered his summer trip to France. Maybe Tezuka Kunimitsu had been reading during the summer vacation.According to his personality, it must be.She picked up the "Les Miserables" next to her and smiled: "It's okay, I will slowly catch up with Tezuka-kun."

The leaves on the tree have fallen, and they are covered with silver again.With the advent of deep winter, the snow covered the stadium layer by layer, and the school canceled all outdoor activities. When the snow falls again, the school will temporarily suspend classes, and the reply time is to be determined.

It is said that this year's heavy snow is rare in ten years.

However, Lin Xinglan felt the slightest warmth in the heavy snow.

As the new year approached, the school simply had a holiday, and the final exam was cancelled.

Lin Xinglan silently made a wish when the New Year's bell rang.

Looking forward to next year and a better tennis club.

The author has something to say:

I wish a happy New Year's Day, look forward to next year, and hope that everyone will be better~~~