[Net King] Unparalleled Lucky

It's April again.

At the beginning of the new school year, Fuji has officially become a senior in the third grade.

Early in the morning, Dashi was waiting on the only way for Fuji to go to school.

He made a look of "you go first" at the younger brother beside him, and after Yuta left alone with some reluctance, Buer looked at the young man standing not far away who was a little uneasy, stomping his feet back and forth, and coughed lightly : In fact, he probably also knows what Dashi is worrying about at this time.

Dashi was woken up by the sound of coughing, and seeing the bright smiling Buer who was less than one meter away from him, he took a step back involuntarily in fright: "...Buer?"

"Well, it's me." Buer squinted his eyes and said, "Dashi is waiting here, must have something important to say to me?"

Before waiting for Dashi, whose face was already flushed and started to stutter and speak illogically, Fuji continued: "...It's because of the vice minister's affairs, right?"

Dashi opened his mouth wide, looking at this genius who has been smiling gently since the first grade but seems to be able to see through everything, he could only nod slowly in the end.

After Minister Ando graduated, Tezuka became the head of the Qinggaku Tennis Club as a matter of course.As for the next deputy minister, coach Ryuzaki finally chose Oishi unexpectedly after a long time of consideration.

It's not that Coach Ryuzaki didn't think about Fuji, but that Fuji's unexpectedly resolute attitude towards the position of vice-minister also made her helpless—for a genius who had already made up his mind, even Ryuzaki The coach also has no ability to be shaken.

Morning light, breeze, birdsong.

Feeling the coming of spring, Fuji smiled slightly at the young man in front of him who was deep in thought: It seems that I have to be a spiritual mentor today: "Oishi, you should try to think about it, Coach Ryuzaki chooses your reason."

"Fuer, you should be more suitable than me..." Dashi just slightly lowered his head and looked at Fuji, with sincerity in his eyes, "...suitable for this position."

"If it were you, you would definitely do better than me, right?"

...Oishi, it still hasn't changed.

Looking at this young man who is always thoughtful and perfect as much as possible, Buer smiled softly: "Obviously, you have forgotten your own advantages, Dashi. You know, kind, firm, considerate..."

He spread his hands, and blinked helplessly at Dashi, who had just taken over as the deputy minister, who still had doubts in his heart, "These are all Dashi's unique personal charms."

He can probably also imagine that in the current third year of the Qing Xue Tennis Club, Oishi's patient and delicate attitude towards people and his ability to tolerate are the ultimate reason why coach Ryuzaki chose him to take over the post of deputy head.

Moreover, for the problem children who are getting more and more troublesome, it is really a reliable and steady person like Dashi who can take care of them patiently.

Why choose me?

Dashi looked at the young man who was smiling like a spring breeze, feeling a little dazed.

"Well, Oishi, you have to figure it out quickly." Fuji stepped forward and patted Oishi's shoulder who was still in deep thought. Today, he unexpectedly went out late because of a phone call in the morning. If they continue to talk like this, Tezuka's penalty for running is inevitable, "And dear vice minister, you don't think that we will both be late for the first training after school, right?"

Looking at Oishi who suddenly regained his senses, he walked towards the school with a smile.

It's...an exciting day.

"Echizen Ryoma, have you heard of it?" Gan stood at the door of the department, looked back and forth, and then spoke hesitantly.

After graduating from the third grade, Kaido, Momoshiro, and Fuji Yuta, who are outstanding in the second grade, all naturally became the main candidates for the backup by default.

And all their regular candidates didn't come to work because of the competition in the first week of school, and only one Taocheng, who was in the second grade, stayed because of a foot injury.

Early this morning, Gan, who came to the school early, learned about the practice match between the new freshman and Taocheng, which was not a practice match.

Regarding the different versions widely circulated in the first grade, he couldn't help being curious. Could it be that there is really a tennis player in the Tennis Club of Qingxue this year?

"No." Dashi, who had just arrived, shook his head.Then he looked at the data expert with some doubts: Does this name have any special meaning?

"He is indeed a special person." After comforting his younger brother, Buer frowned, and said, "I heard from Taocheng that he is not an ordinary first-year student."

Remembering that Taocheng was once again ordered by Kikumaru to treat him yesterday, and he and Yuta joined in the fun, he couldn't help laughing: "Besides, Taocheng seems to be very optimistic about him."

"... If Momojo said so, it must be true." On a new page of his notebook, Gan wrote the four characters 'Echizen Ryoma'.It's time for him to start collecting the first grade data.

"A strong first-year player or something, isn't that something you wish for?"

"What's more, maybe this special first grade will be unexpectedly interesting."

Gan's gaze swept across the side of Bu Er who had curved eyebrows and eyes.

I don't know why, but he always feels that today is the same, especially... happy?

"Here we come, the main candidate of Qingxue!"

As soon as he entered the tennis court, Buer's gaze involuntarily fell on the not-so-tall boy in a white peaked cap who was silently preparing for exercise by himself.

He paused, then stepped forward, bent slightly: "Do you need help?"

Echizen paused the hand that was pressing his leg, and he raised his head slightly, and what he saw was a smiling face with crooked eyebrows.

Horio, who was on the side, watched the figures of the third-year seniors entering the tennis club one after another, and couldn't help showing off: "Look, the chestnut-haired one is Minister Tezuka! I heard that he never lost in all official competitions last year! "

"...It seems easy to get along with." The companions on the side nodded, as expected of Horio-kun, you know all these things!

"Puff——" Kikumaru burst out laughing, he looked at Fuji's adoring gaze, and couldn't suppress his trembling even though he covered it with his hands, "Minister Tezuka... aha, minister..."

"..." First graders, look at me and I look at you: Is there anything wrong?

"...Echizen-kun, right?" Fuji narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and turned the tennis ball upside down under the gaze of Kikumaru who was secretly smiling, and said deliberately, "If you don't mind, you can call me Fuji-senpai. "

"..." Echizen's eyes fell on Fubu's main selection suit, and he murmured softly after lowering the brim of his hat: "...It's still far away."

"... Horio!!!"

The first graders who came back to their senses couldn't help shouting: This is Minister Tezuka? !

"Hehe—" Horio patted his head, blushing and shifting his gaze.

Inside the social office.

Fuji took a cup of hot water from the water dispenser, took a sip, and stood in front of the window holding the water cup with a satisfied smile on his face: "Tezuka, did you call me here to discuss the list of the new main selection competition?"

Sitting in front of the table facing a form, Tezuka supported his head with one hand, and tapped the pen on the table lightly with the other hand. His eyes fell on the relaxed Fuji: "Ah."

He paused, and then said, "Are you very optimistic about this year's freshmen?"

"I heard from Coach Ryuzaki that there is a rule in our tennis club that first-year students can't play until after summer." Fuer bit the word 'summer' very strongly on purpose.

Obviously you are the one who is very optimistic about Echizen, right?How dishonest.

"..." Tezuka glanced lightly over Fuji's expression of watching the show, and the pen under his hand still stopped in mid-air, "Fuji."

"Hey, hey~ Tezuka is still the same," Fuji shook his head, stopped teasing him, and asked instead, "Didn't I still join the main election right after I joined the club?"

So, if Echizen Ryoma has this strength, what's the point of breaking the rules?

"Do you think Echizen Ryoma will be another you?" Tezuka raised his eyebrows slightly, he never expected that Fuji would have such a high evaluation of this first-year.

"Well, who knows." Fuji recalled the Echizen Ryoma who inherited his father's career and became another tennis legend, and himself who had traveled all over the world after giving up tennis, said calmly.

This time, the future is uncertain.

night.

Pushing open the window, Bu Er looked at the lights of thousands of houses in the distance, and the gentle breeze made his chestnut hair fly.

The phone in his hand shows the fact that he is dialing.

"Beep beep... Zhou Zhu?" A familiar soft call came from the microphone, and Fu Er couldn't help laughing.

"It's the new semester, must something interesting happen?" Yukimura, who knew his lover's bad taste, took up the topic when the other party didn't answer.

"There is indeed a cute new student here." Buer propped his chin, with a smile that cannot be ignored.

A healthy Jingshi and a growing Ryoma, who will win this time?

He is really looking forward to this game that is developing in an unknown direction.

Regarding Fuji's tone of intentionally biting the word "cute" extremely heavily, Yukimura paused slightly while the phone was amplified, and while randomly pulling a towel and rubbing it on his head.

"Zhou Zhu, are you really optimistic about that first grade?"

"Because, he is a junior with great potential." Fuji said, he had never seen a player like Echizen Ryoma before, and he really experienced the astonishing growth of this junior in the match in the rain. ability.

No matter how much pressure you encounter, can you turn it into motivation in adversity, and then be able to enrich yourself?What a terrifying talent.

Could it be that he really should sigh, is he really worthy of being the son of Echizen Nanjiro?

Yukimura felt the distraction of Fuji on the other side.

It seems that tomorrow he should go to Liu to get a copy of Qingxue's materials.

He put the towel on the back of the chair and narrowed his eyes slightly.Because of the thick hair, the hair that has not been blown is still dripping: "Zhou Zhu..."

Yukimura sat at the table, facing the pot of cornflowers in full bloom, his slightly narrowed eyes were soft: "I miss you."

So, don't mention others in front of me.

I am, really jealous.

"..."

Although Fuji has become accustomed to Yukimura's unexpected words from time to time, but sure enough, he can't help but soften his heart every time.

for a long time.

He smiled lightly, and gave a low "um", which was considered to be a response.

The night is just right.

The author has something to say:

Sorry everyone! ! !Today I was delayed again because of class≧﹏≦

Because it is coded with a mobile phone, there may be many things that need to be corrected. I hope you can correct me, and I will definitely change it╭(╯ε╰)╮

Finally, I would like to ask quietly, are there any good ones with high mathematics ⊙﹏⊙?