Net King Tezuka - Rebirth from ashes

The sun shines unsparingly on every angle of the world, but not everyone feels the warmth.

Juchuan Liuying repeated this sentence in her heart.As if talking about himself, the only bit of warmth was slowly taken away bit by bit.

"For you."

"what?"

"A ticket for the competition between Aigaku and Yamabuki." Shinobu knew this cousin well enough, and she was looking forward to seeing Tezuka's competition on the spot.

"Cousin...I'm sorry, you'd better take it back." Liuying had fantasized about it many times, only wishing that this ticket was given to her by Tezuka himself, Kikukawa Liuying had her own reserve.

Seigaku entered the quarter-finals, and every corner of the campus seemed to be laughing about how successful the tennis club was, and gossip about Sakuraniwa Hanaku and Tezuka Kunimitsu was inevitable.

"They're a good match."

"I didn't expect Minister Tezuka to like girls like Sakuraba."

Every word is like an awl piercing into Liuying's heart. Liuying felt suffocated in the originally elegant campus environment.Revenge - When you have nothing, all you can do is get revenge on the person who made you lose everything.

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After school, Tezuka asked Yuluo to go back first. Recently, the tennis club was disbanded until very late.Sakuraba also took advantage of this free time to go home and improve the nutritional juice. Maybe this thing has more psychological effects for them.

Before she knew it, Sakurating came to an alley, which was no stranger to her. The alley was long and narrow, with a high wall, and there were lush trees on the other side of the wall.Last year, it was also this season, and the weather was like this.

"Sakuraniwa-san, Yamabuki and Seigaku will have a match tomorrow, are you interested in watching?" The boy on the opposite side smiled brightly, not worried about her rejection at all.

"Qianshi is pure, he's in my class." Yu Luo seemed to be introducing himself for him.

"Ah, so you agree, don't forget, come early and find a good seat to watch the game." Qianshi turned and left, still holding a tennis racket, obviously sneaking out.

What the two said was obviously inconsistent, but their first conversation was like this.

Qian Shi was pure, when he entered that class, his gaze was fixed on Yu Luo, she noticed it.Hanging out with pretty girls and boys has a good relationship, hinting that they can be friends from time to time. On the tennis court, they treat the game as a game and are full of confidence.He is a frivolous boy.

Such a confident boy lost to an opponent younger than him.The students who passed by all talked about Qianshi's innocence, and most of them regretted it.

"I didn't see Sakuraniwa-san watching the game today." It is well known that Qianshi likes beautiful women, but when facing Sakuraniwa, he will become cautious.

"You lost, didn't you? I should be glad I didn't watch it." Not liking failure doesn't mean disdain to see others fail.Sakuraba trusts intuition that this boy needs setbacks to grow.

Qianshi was surprised that Sakuraba Yuluo would be so indifferent, it didn't matter. "Yes, but I will definitely win next time, just wait and see." Confidence is not lost, Qianshi thinks this is his own advantage.

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The flowers bloom and fall year after year, and who will miss her beauty.

Yu Luo stepped up, now is not the time to be in a daze.He took out his mobile phone and found Xiaowei's number.

"Xiaowei, don't be busy and come to my house tonight."

"Um, okay."

There are only servants and a few children in Juchuan's family. Ikuko's mother goes out to parties with old friends, and Kikukawa Sasuke is busy working late, and everyone is used to it.

"The house is very beautiful." Asano sighed sincerely, and it really is different from the classical style of the Sanada family.

"Where is my home?" Yu Luo smiled faintly.

"Let me make nutrition juice for you?" Asano immediately changed the subject.

"That's right, anyway, you, the nominal manager, will only get in the way and delay Li Haida." Xiao Wei made a face at Yu Luo, and Yu Luo turned around and walked to the kitchen, "Make something to fill your stomach first." Presumably Liu Ying also Coming back soon, Yu Luo wanted to make her part as well.

Liuying returned home with a stiff expression, no matter at home or at school, she didn't want to face it, but she had to face it.I haven't laughed for a long time.

"I'm back." He reported weakly, then got up, but saw a figure he was all too familiar with.

"Yangwei Asano? Why are you in my house?" The princess in the gymnastics world, should be said to be the queen, defeated her time and time again. No matter how hard Liuying worked and how perfect her performance was, she was eclipsed in front of her.

"I..." Xiaowei suddenly remembered her current identity. "Yu Luo invited me, she is in the kitchen."

"Oh." Liu Ying just remembered that Yuluo went to Sanada's house in Lihai University, and she had a good relationship with these people. "I'm going upstairs first."

Asano sat down quietly.Sisters who have a bad relationship, and a reorganized family, it is difficult to have a good relationship.

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Asano was a little surprised that the Japanese dishes made by Haluo were delicious.Kikukawa Sasuke is pretty good to Yuluo, she has her own dedicated bartending space, which is a partition room, which is obviously prepared for Yuluo.

"Aren't you afraid that I will inform Li Hai? Tell Liu your secret recipe, ha ha." Asano reacted curiously, the bartender's world is not bad.

"Tell him, Liu is a professor in terms of data, but dry juice was invented by Kan Sadaharu." Yuluo started to work, and no longer said anything to Asano.

Yuluo put several kinds of juices in the container, and Asano handed her the stirring rod with a tacit understanding.Asano knew that Yuluo needed to be quiet, and she just watched quietly, and gave her something when Yuluo needed it.

"It's done!" Yuluo let out a sigh of relief, it was perfect, and the ratio of all the juices was correct. "Go to my bedroom to get their special bottle, everyone's is different, very unique."

"Okay, I want to see if Minister Tezuka's is in the shape of an iceberg."

"Iceberg shape? It's a very good idea, waiting for you to design it."

Featherfall put the bottle on the desk, as if doing an exhibition.Asano observed one by one, seemingly looking for the mystery.

"Sakuraniwa Yuluo, each bottle is the same barrel-shaped feeding bottle except for the lack of a nipple. What is the difference? What are the characteristics?"

"Yes, take a closer look." Yu Luo blinked his eyes, as if he really did.

Asano fumbled a few bottles around, as shocked as if he had discovered a rare treasure, but also a little angry. "You said this!!!" She pointed to the signatures in different fonts on the bottles.

"Exactly!" Yu Luo put away the bottle and shifted his position.

"Hmph, you really have a personality." A happy ending ended in vain... However, being with Yu Luo is still very happy.

Asano still likes to look at the house, every corner and every room is in a modern Japanese style.Dodging a little from the corner of the eye, Asano stopped and looked at the room next to the Yuluo bartending room, there seemed to be people, but there seemed to be no one.

"Xiaowei, come in quickly." Yu Luo began to fill the bottle.

"Oh, okay." I hope that I am wrong, I hope that I am just thinking too much.

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After returning from Yuluo, Asano felt a little uncomfortable all the time.The surprise and nervousness when Liuying came back, the embarrassment of the three of them sitting at the dinner table in obscurity, Liuying sullenly after eating and took the initiative to wash the dishes... In Liuying's heart, she is her rival.After tossing and turning, Asano finally couldn't sleep, the moon outside the window was extraordinarily bright and quiet, Asano got out of bed and walked to the courtyard.

There is someone standing in front of me silently watching the moon alone.It's Liu, isn't he sleepy at this late hour?

"Huh? You can't sleep either?" Liu found someone behind him, turned around, and unexpectedly saw Asano.

"Yeah, it's not bad to come out to enjoy the moon." Asano and Liu stood shoulder to shoulder. Tomorrow's opponent is Hyotei, the high school champion team last year. "Is there a lot of pressure for tomorrow's game?"

"From the day when Yukimura became the head of the Tennis Department of Rikkai University, we knew how much effort and price it takes to become the king of tennis, and how calm we must be in the face of a strong opponent. Last year, we did not lose in the battle with Qingxue. Strength, but faith, the belief of winning. We always believe that three consecutive championships are inevitable, and we are completing the task. Qingxue is pursuing the belief of winning. They set the championship as their goal from the beginning, and they are reluctant to give up Give up, every game is growing." Liu said his thoughts this year in one breath, it has been a year, but he is thinking every day, why he lost.

"Are you afraid that the failures you have had will shake your idea of ​​being undefeated?" Asano noticed for the first time when Liu was dull. It turned out that Liu's appearances were rarely seen in Wang Wang, and she had no idea about him.

"It's not just that. If possible, I'd rather we compete with Bingdi or Qingxue in the final of the national competition." Liu looked at the moon, feeling a little bit emotional, or he was saying to himself. "Okay, go to sleep, tomorrow's game is very important, we need the manager to guide us."

"Hehe, you're making fun of me." Asano tiptoed and patted Liu's hair. "Well, the teams that can enter the semi-finals should have the qualifications to enter the national competition."

"Yeah, why did you ask this all of a sudden? Are you afraid that you will lose in the Lihai Conference and you won't be able to enter the national competition?"

"I have great confidence in you guys, let's go to sleep."

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