[Net King] Unparalleled Lucky

The most direct impact of the pillow fight is probably that everyone except Yuta avoided everyone in the dormitory 201.

Especially when Fuji invited Taocheng and others to his dormitory as guests, they took a sneak peek at Shiraishi and Yukimura who were sitting by the window and looked at the plants on the table with 'kindly' smiles. The cactus blossoming behind the bend made them all shake their heads like rattles in fright.

The name of the plant group began to spread.

This is just a title in name, and in their hearts, most people are more willing to recognize the title of "Devil King Group".

With only ten days of preparation time, the level of everyone in the U-17 base has improved a lot with the continued high morale.

Just when all the middle school students were secretly thinking that they would be on the list, the list that was finally announced caused a lot of surprise and dissatisfaction.

"Why these twenty people?! It's not fair!"

"Almost all the students selected are high school students... But, so far, in the substitution match, it is clear that junior high school students have a higher winning rate."

Except for Tokugawa, Oni, and Irie, the level of other people might not be as good as junior high school students.Therefore, many people are extremely dissatisfied with the so-called roster that the coach has made.

"But...that's just almost all high school students."

Inside, there was the only middle school student.

——Seiichi Yukimura.

As expected, Fuji touched his chin and looked at Yukimura: "How does it feel to represent junior high school students?"

"You and I both know how wet this list is." Yukimura glanced at the list surrounded by countless people, "Compared to No. 11 and later players, I may be more interested in number one."

The others who originally wanted to cheer for Yukimura, the only one chosen, listened to his words: "..."

The selected 20 people have a dedicated training field, and it is said that their opponents have also arrived.

Fuji himself was at leisure, he had already finished his training, so he naturally went to watch Yukimura's game.

"Won't you give me a cheering kiss?" Yukimura teased before going on stage.

Bu Er smiled: "It's not too late for Jingshi to win."

Yukimura seemed to have expected Fuji's answer, but the corners of his lips curled up, indicating that he had made a note of it.

"By the way, I've been forgetting to tell Seiichi one thing. I'm so sorry." Called Yukimura who had turned around, and even though Fuji said that, his expression of watching the show was still obvious, "U-17 training There has always been a tradition in the battalion: those who come back from the loser group and wear black coats, no matter who they challenge, they are not allowed to refuse."

Yukimura paused.What this sentence means is, except for him today, as long as they are in the loser group, are they entitled to choose their opponents at will?

However, when he saw the main stadium today, he thought he had disappeared very secretly, but in fact he had all those people in black coats in his eyes. He was already mentally prepared for this answer.

"And, here's a small piece of news. Players from No. 1 to No. 10 always like to play tricks until the end."

Yukimura turned his head and stared fixedly at Fuji standing there smiling.

at last?The time point represented by these two words is a bit interesting.

As the only onlooker in this game, Buer could see the imminent unilateral crush at a glance.

Perhaps this opponent was really chosen by the coach as the first test of Yukimura's strength.

After all, it was necessary to find a player with mental strength in the first army, and it was still such a mirror-like trick, which was simply the nemesis of the five senses.

Of course, this is based on the fact that his spiritual power surpasses that of Yukimura.It is no exaggeration for the current Budu to say that the spiritual power of his rebirth has begun to lose in front of Yukimura.

——Yukimura seems to be born with a genius in this area. The growth rate alone is not comparable to ordinary people, not to mention his already terrifying foundation.

A born king of spiritual power.

"It's really like the power of a god." Through the monitor, the coaches also began to sigh.

As long as Yukimura is willing, almost no one can defy his will.This kind of ability, even if you look at the entire tennis world, is rare.What's even more frightening is that he is still so young and still has a lot more room for growth.

At that moment, almost everyone had a thought in their minds: How terrible would it be to wait for this young man to really grow up?

"In my mirror image, how about trying to eliminate my five senses?" Yukimura's opponent, NO.11 Bupo Iron Man, laughed, as if he was in front of him at the end of his life, "Ha——"

Immediately afterwards, his words stopped abruptly, and his whole body showed a state of complete deliriousness, and he fell stiffly and straight to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Mirror image?" Yukimura read the word from between his lips and teeth, but it seemed to add a bit of contempt and disdain, "It's just a fantasy born in your heart."

He looked down at Bupo Iron Man who was lying on the ground as if unconscious: "Then, you can immerse yourself in this dream I wove for you and wait for the follow-up."

Yukimura turned around and the wind lifted his coat.

Looking at the young man waiting for him not far away, Yukimura seemed to be not the same person as the guy who ruthlessly tortured his opponent just now, the corners of his lips raised quietly, dissipating the hostility in him instantly.

"The black coat is directly equivalent to a challenge book. It is so convenient that I am a little jealous." Standing on a high place, after seeing the winner of Yukimura's game at a glance, his attention has already flown other places.

Because of his and Seiichi's intervention this time, both Shiraishi and Kirihara entered the loser's group.For some reason, their relationship seemed to be pretty good. No, the two people next door started to try doubles.

Moreover, under Shiraishi's training/teaching, Kirihara broke through from demonization to...angelization?

"Kirihara in this state is quite calm." Yukimura felt that Kirihara made his demands lower and lower.

The combination of angels and the Bible sounds like that.

"It seems that not only Kirihara, but most of the black coats are now in full swing." Yukimura finally concluded, and once again glanced at Kirihara who was playing more and more excitedly in the distance, and turned around. Ye Buer smiled, "Zhou Zhu is not, is he using other things to divert my attention?"

They moved the cheering kiss to after the game.

"Here?" Buer looked around at the cameras that had all focused on them after the game, and raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

Yukimura smiled without saying a word, that expression completely showed what it means to be calm.

Bu Er looked deeply into his eyes, then raised his head slightly——

Ah, after drinking so much milk, why haven't I caught up with this guy's height...

His breath hit his face, and the atmosphere suddenly became heated.

The two lips covered each other and exchanged a real deep kiss.

In the monitoring room, Kurobe silently pressed the off button of the cameras on their side.

"Ah, those two guys..." I'm really tired of their old antiques.

That night.

Since the pillow fight, dormitory 201 has become a forbidden area for the entire floor.

In today's dormitory, apart from chatting about gardening, the three of them would occasionally get together to draw.

Shiraishi is usually Yukimura's model, and Fuji is a bystander, and today is no exception.

"Stand there, yes, raise your right hand a little more..."

Fuji smiled and directed there.

"This posture is really tiring." Although Shiraishi felt that his desire for expression was indeed a bit strong, it was indeed more difficult than playing tennis without moving like this.

Don't forget, there is a gold wristband on his raised right hand.

"A perfect work of art requires hard work and sweat." Yukimuraguchi replied to Shiraishi unequivocally.

And only Buer who can stand behind him can see it. He has already turned the page of Baishi a long time ago, and now what he sketched on the drawing paper is obviously...

"Jingshi's painting skills are getting more and more proficient." He is also getting more and more familiar with drawing pictures of the two of them kissing.

Yukimura smiled: "In the future, it will definitely be a very good memory."

"Really, Jingshi was also very interested in my paintings a while ago?" Do you want to know what we will look like in my paintings?

Yukimura wrote another stroke on the drawing paper: "It's just a pity, Zhou Zhu is always unwilling to show me."

"After all, compared to Jingshi, I'm not very good at painting." Therefore, it is understandable that the paintings are ugly.

"Compared to technique, artistic conception is also a very important part of painting." As long as it is painted by Zhou Zhu, how could I not like it?

"That's a pity. I didn't bring it with me when I came to the training camp. Let's show it to Jingshi next time." Buer spread his hands, "But, do you have many similar paintings left in Jingshi's hands?"

How many kissing pictures of the two of us did you draw in a day? !

"It's just a record." Yukimura said these four words inexplicably.

Fuji: If it is really counted according to the records, shouldn't Jingshi draw according to the rhythm of their hugs and kisses?

He subconsciously glanced at Yukimura's not-so-thin sketchbook, and suddenly wanted to sigh.

With such a lover, apart from kissing photos, there will be more outrageous ones...

Why did he think that things like picture albums were romantic? !

Yukimura seemed to have felt the same thoughts as if he had a tacit understanding, and slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Speaking of good memories, I suddenly remembered. Does Zhou Zhu feel that a place with water is more kind?"

"..." waterfalls, hot springs.Although the former is wearing clothes, it is close to the skin, or it is purely naked/exposing more than half.Remembering them at that time...

"Jingshi is very skilled in drawing human body structures?"

Yukimura gave him a smile, without saying anything.

"Think about it carefully... If it is Jingshi, then the painting will definitely be satisfactory." Buer came to his senses, is this also a small, romantic, and interesting relationship between them?

"Although I don't want to interrupt your words..." Shiraishi interrupted without knowing, "Even if it's a good memory, Yukimura, you can go faster."

His posture is really tiring.

Yukimura and Fuji, whose eye contact was interrupted, noticed at the same time that there was another person in the dormitory.

"Ah, I accidentally made a wrong stroke just now." Yukimura smiled apologetically.

"What should I do?" Buer spread his hands, "Zang Lin, you should work hard first, Jingshi has to start again."

Turning the page of Yukimura who finished drawing the previous picture familiarly.

"..." This is a completely stiff Shiraishi.

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This chapter fully proves that, even if it is unanimous to the outside world, Baishi is still the bottommost existence in 201...