[Net King] Unparalleled Lucky

"Recently, the amount of training arranged by Coach Ryuzaki is too much, my whole body is still sore!" Kikumaru stared blankly at the book that had been placed for a long time without turning the pages. Minding his absent-mindedness, he continued to speak, "I always feel that you seem to be very busy recently, Fuji..."

"Buzz..."

The phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly, pulling back Fuji's thoughts.He made an apologetic gesture to Kikumaru, and took out his phone.

Kikumaru tactfully stopped his nagging complaints. He stared at Fuji and stared at the string of numbers on the phone, and then swiped the answer button.I always feel that Fujiko's expression is not very good... Kikumaru looked carefully at Fujiko's increasingly cold smile on the way to answer the phone, and couldn't help but backed away slightly.

When Fuji hung up the phone, his expression was extremely ugly.Kikumaru looked at Fuji who suddenly lost his smile and got up suddenly, and stuffed all the things on the table into his tennis bag.And during this process, he kept silent and his face was stern. For a moment, he thought that the person in front of him was Tezuka in the same skin.

"Fuji...it's time for class, where are you going?" Kikumaru couldn't help but shouted as he saw Fuji picking up his tennis bag and leaving.

"Training in the afternoon, please help me ask Coach Ryuzaki for leave." From a distance, Buer's faint voice came.

But... the big competition is about to start.Kikumaru looked at the vacant seat of Fuji for a long time, and did not return to his seat until the class bell rang.Listening to the drowsy topic on the podium, he couldn't help but raise his chin and look at the empty desk.

Who exactly said what on the other end of the phone to make Fujiko show such an expression?

After coming out of school, Fuji directly boarded the train to Kanagawa.

That's right, the call just now was made by a doctor from Tokyo General Hospital that day.Recalling what the doctor said, Fuji's heart became restless.

"Are you right, Mr. Yukimura? We still recommend that even if you don't undergo surgery, you should be hospitalized immediately and take corresponding treatment, otherwise the condition will deteriorate very quickly. It's just that Mr. Yukimura has been unable to contact you by phone... ..."

It's been a week, what is Yukimura doing? !Fuer couldn't help but frowned deeply. Did he want to be like the Son of God in his memory, procrastinating until he passed out at the station and was sent to the hospital before he had to receive treatment?Then, in the face of only 30.00% operation success rate and 90.00% risk of recurrence, he continued to fight against the disease...

There was a moment of trance in front of Fuji's eyes. Through the glass window, he seemed to see the person in his memory struggling with the desperate edge of surgery and rehabilitation, but finally had to bow to fate, and met in a foreign country many years later, holding a paintbrush elegantly. smiling man.

The man who was always dressed in literary style later on was no longer the wanton arrogance of the past. The years had smoothed his edges and corners, and there was always a perfect but extremely fake smile on his face.

Yukimura Seiichi, who lost tennis, can still live delicately, but he no longer has the appearance he remembers.

Jingshi, how will you choose this time?

Bu Er took a deep breath.If possible, no matter what kind of Yukimura, he hopes to give him the courage to choose to go on.Even if it is the reborn self, there is only so much he can do.

Lihai University Tennis Club.

In the past, Yukimura, who liked to end the game with nothing to do, abused everyone with his five senses, but now he is more used to sitting on the coach's bench beside him, quietly watching tennis with his coat on.

"The chance that Yukimura has something on his mind recently is 99%."

Sanada, who was standing in front of three serving machines, paused and missed a shot.

"Sanada, do you know something?" Liu Ziran noticed Sanada's unnatural behavior, and he stared at Sanada for a long time before asking word by word.

Sanada pressed the brim of his hat, and at the same time covered his unnatural expression: "No,...it's nothing."

Yeah?Liu was noncommittal.

Sanada found that Liu didn't intend to continue asking, so he breathed a sigh of relief.He turned his head and looked at Yukimura who had been sitting on the coach's bench for the past few days and didn't know what he was thinking. He couldn't help frowning, recalling the inexplicable question Yukimura asked him on the way home a few days ago.

Under the setting sun, the smiling Yukimura felt so far away: "For Genichiro Sanada, what is tennis?"

He didn't answer.He didn't have an answer either.Sanada's thoughts diverged, and the racket in his hand just stopped.

Liu turned off the serving machine, looked at Sanada who was already immersed in his own world, and couldn't help shaking his head.One or two are in this state... Sometimes he, a military adviser, is really not much different from a nanny, so he should care about everything.

Suddenly, his eyes passed through many players on the field, and fell on the chestnut-haired boy who hurried over at the door.

That's... Qingxue's Fujitsu Zhousuke?

When Fuji arrived at Lihai University, it was already late.The first time he entered the tennis club, he saw the boy with iris purple hair and a coat.The training on the court was in full swing, but he sat quietly on the coach's bench alone, wondering what he was thinking.

Fuji was a little dazed, as if at that moment, the lonely and silent Yukimura was really the son of God left behind by the heavens, and was out of tune with the world.

He couldn't help shouting: "Jingshi!"

"...Zhou Zhu?" Yukimura felt that he seemed to be hallucinating, turned his head in surprise, saw the reality appeared, and shouted with some uncertainty.

"Jingshi, find a place, let's have a good chat." Fuer glanced at the noisy tennis court, and before he even had time to calm his shortness of breath, he spoke eagerly.

Yukimura looked at the sweat dripping from Fuji's chest, didn't say anything, just handed him his towel and threw it on top of his head, rubbing it gently.

"Seiichi..." Fuji's vision was blocked by a white towel, and Yukimura interrupted what he was about to say:

"If you have anything to say, just say it here." Yukimura stepped aside, leaving half of the space open.

If you arrive at Lihai University at this time, you should skip the last class in the afternoon, right?Yukimura sighed unobtrusively: How could he not know why he came?

Fuji took off the towel on his head, stepped forward in two or three steps, and sat down.Since Yukimura didn't want to leave here, he didn't force him anymore, and said straight to the point: "Jingshi, why aren't you hospitalized?"

"Zhou Zhu, you know it too." Yukimura looked at the first-year freshmen who were doing basic training uniformly on the court, with a calm expression, "Guilan-Barre Syndrome, if I don't undergo surgery, I will never be able to play tennis .”

For others, this is just to frame a person's life in a comfortable environment, but for Yukimura Seiichi, this is an unacceptable future for him.

Yukimura couldn't help but think of himself when he was learning tennis for the first time, facing repeated boring moves, sweating profusely again and again but continuing to grit his teeth and persist.What is it that supports him to the present?

What he relies on is not an unparalleled talent, but a passion for tennis.

If he loses the tennis ball, he loses himself.

But having undergone surgery, it means that he only has a 60.00% chance of coming back.

"Tennis is me." When Fuji suddenly fell silent, Yukimura turned his head with a firm face, "If I lose tennis, then I have nothing."

Therefore, he can only choose that path.However, Yukimura Seiichi is only a person and cannot become a god yet.He also couldn't hide the panic that he was about to face death.In this beautiful world, there are tennis balls, companions, family members, and...Fuji Zhousuke.

"Jingshi..." Fuji's voice was rough.When he said these words, how proud and lonely this young man should be.

Don't look at me with such eyes, Zhou Zhu.Yukimura closed his eyes.The last thing I want to see is that you feel sorry for me.

In fact, who knows better than him the consequences of procrastination?The muscle spasms that got worse day by day made him dread the arrival of tomorrow every day.

Zhou Zhu, give me a firm reason, okay?

Yukimura Seichi, really shouldn't continue to be so willful.

"If it was someone else, would Zhou Zhu be so worried?" I skipped the afternoon class and the training before the big competition, and rushed from Tokyo to the tennis court of Likai University. Can I think that you are facing Yukimura? Does Jingshi also have a special undetectable feeling?

No one knew how lonely he was when he was alone looking at his teammates in the tennis court.Facing the teammates who walked the country with him, he never even considered telling them the truth.He is Li Haida's son of God, he has always hoped so, in everyone's heart, he is a belief.Perhaps when he fell completely, he also hoped that he could be invincible and invincible.

But in Fuji Shusuke's heart, he wants to be that Yukimura Seichi who can laugh and cry wantonly.Because of that boy, he can be infinitely weak; also because of that boy, he can be infinitely strong.

"Yukimura Seiichi is different for Fuji Shusuke." Fuji looked at Yukimura, his eyes were firm when he opened his eyes, and the azure blue was the most moving light in the world, "So, I thought a lot on the way here. , but when I really faced Jingshi, I realized that I just wanted to tell you one thing."

"I still want to tell you, whether you give up or continue, I will be by your side." No matter what your choice is, I hope that Bu Er Zhou Zhuo can give you the courage to go on.

This is the promise from Fujisuke.

Yukimura was attracted by the young man's burning gaze, and all the sounds in his ears disappeared at this moment, as if there was only this young man's firm promise left in the world.So simple, but deep into his heart.After a long time, he smiled softly: "What a foul, Zhou Zhu."

Saying this, you don't know what it means to Yukimura Seiichi.This boy with a clean smile has the softest heart in the world.

"How dare I give up if I haven't dominated the country with Zhou Zhu and went to the world?" At this moment, Yukimura had already made a decision.If he lost himself without tennis, then in Yukimura Seiichi's life, if there is no such person as Fuji Shusuke, then everything is meaningless.

How could such a bargaining chip keep him from being tempted?

Zhou Zhu... When you say these words, you must know that Seiichi Yukimura will never give up on you in his entire life.

Whether it is oppression by public opinion, or suffering from illness, whether it is heaven or hell, rich or poor, I will accompany you through the journey.

Today's Yukimura Seiichi suddenly has invincible courage.

"Pfft, I don't know why, it feels like no one can get in between those two people~" Leaning on Yagyu's shoulder, King Ni looked at the two people smiling tacitly in the distance, and his tone was as casual as ever.

However, you should be happy that Yukimura finally smiled for real.Liu Sheng, whose expression was covered by his glasses, rolled his eyes. His partner of the fraudster really didn't mean what he said.

Once Yukimura made a decision, he acted absolutely swiftly and resolutely.Since he promised Zhou Zhu that he would go to the world together, he would never allow himself to fall down here.

So when Li Hai Taisho elected people suddenly gathered in Yukimura and announced that he was going to be hospitalized immediately because he was about to undergo surgery, everyone's expressions were extremely surprised.

"Wait, Yukimura, you said...you're going to be hospitalized?" Sanada suddenly opened his eyes wide. Why didn't he know about Yukimura's illness?

Nioh gave Sanada a look of pity, and was kept in the dark about what the minister wanted to hide. Isn't that normal?

However, with Yukimura's pride, he would announce this news directly to them instead of choosing to hide it until the last moment, which really surprised him.Poof, maybe this matter is also due to the genius of Qingxue?

Only Kirihara was clearly out of shape: "If the minister suspends his studies, wouldn't it take a year for me to defeat you?"

...You said it as if you could really defeat Yukimura in a year's time!Marui blew the bubble, and directly gave the junior a shudder, "Even if Yukimura is not here, we Tachikai University will definitely not fail! Right, Kuwahara?"

Kuwahara touched his bald head and nodded.

Only then did Sanada come to his senses and clenched his fists: "Yukimura, we will hold the national championship trophy and wait for you to come back."

It turns out that the reason you have been absent-minded is actually because of illness?Liu closed his notebook, looked at the smiling face in front of him, and said in a calm voice, "Yukimura, we will all wait for your return, in the name of the champion."

This person is their supreme belief in Li Haida.

Yukimura's eyes slowly swept across the teammates who fought side by side with him, and he smiled lightly: "Thank you, everyone."

He has a group of companions who trust him immensely.

Yukimura, who smiled again, tightened his grip on the tennis racket in his hand.He... is going to bid farewell to this place for a while.

However, when he returned, he believed in himself that he would no longer stand on the tennis court in the name of the Son of God.Since God has abandoned him, then he must be prepared to be overthrown, isn't he?

He is Yukimura Seiki, but he is never afraid of challenges.

The author has something to say:

It means that the author is getting more and more verbose, and the plot is developing slowly...

It's time to start Fujiko's journey again. When Jingshi recovers from illness, they can dominate the country together o(≧v≦)o