[Net King] Unparalleled Lucky

"Brother," Terry looked at the racket in his hand, "I used to think playing tennis was the happiest thing."

In an instant, he recalled the memories of a long time ago. During the days of sleeping in the street, besides filling their stomachs, playing tennis was their only pleasure.

"Do you miss it?" Tom asked.

"No!" This time, Terry replied quickly and firmly.

Choose life, choose fame and wealth, get rid of those poor days and live comfortably and normally, no matter what the price is!

He was sober and gave up on something.But they understand the cruelty of this society better than those children who have lived a good life since they were young and do not understand reality and dream innocently.

But occasionally, when faced with memories, he would still be moved.Even if he knew it would be false, he would still want to miss his past self again in his changed life now.

Sorry, coach.My heart is not cold and strong enough, for the last time, let's indulge again.

"Gameby Yukimura Fuji, 6-2!"

The audience was silent, and then burst into applause.

"Fuji Yukimura can score such a score in such a field, it's really amazing!" Coach Huamura sighed, and looked at Tezuka, who had been silent from the beginning, "Coach Tezuka, what do you think?" ?”

"You are right."

Coach Huacun chuckled, and had expected Tezuka's answer.But when she looked at the two teenagers on the field again, her eyes were full of admiration——

From her eyes, she naturally sensed that in the second half, whether it was due to the effect of mental strength, or whether the two of them had stepped forward to a higher level.If it wasn't for the fact that her opponent wasn't strong enough, she was really looking forward to the follow-up.

Today's teenagers are so talented that she is a little scared.But...Tezuka, who glanced at him, has a very...unique personality?

"Coach, I'm sorry!" Tom and Terry, who had just left the field, bowed together.

The coach of the American team wore a three-piece suit and a meticulous bow tie, and his face was very gloomy.He didn't even try to hide it, just turned around and entered the player channel with a cold snort.

Facing Coach Sakaki's serious but unable to hide his satisfied tone, Buer glanced at Tom and Terry who silently followed the angry coach back to the waiting room, and the smile on his face restrained for a while.

"...Hello?" The lazy man lay on the tatami and half-closed his eyes at the phone.

"Echizen!" The voice on the other end of the phone was full of anger, and Echizen Nanjiro sat up straight suddenly with a single shout, "I saw it! Japan-US friendly match!"

"I'm not Echizen, Nanjiro~..."

"I can recognize your voice when it turns into ashes! Don't interrupt me! I'll tell you about the Japan-US friendly match!"

Echizen Nanjiro, who was exposed to such a lie, plucked his ears: "Have you seen my kid?"

He glanced at the clock above his head, what time is it, could it be that the brat is playing singles three?

"He's still far away..." Although he said so, Echizen Nanjiro lifted his foot and pressed the remote control of the TV to switch the channel to the live channel. The smiling Qianshi, who needed a beating, was waving at the screen, and couldn't help raising his brows.

"Oh, the little samurai hasn't come out yet...!" The man on the phone spoke English like an aria, "I'll see the last one! Now, let me talk to you about the doubles-one combination!"

"Doubles one?" What doubles one?Echizen Nanjiro suddenly became interested, "Who is the specific name you mentioned?"

"Little Alice is sending me information... oh! It is said that she is the head of the tennis department of the strongest middle school tennis school in Japan and a member of the tennis department of your alma mater!" On the other end of the phone, the mouse slid in front of the man's information. , accidentally saw a surname that he was familiar with——

"...Huh, Ryoma is also at Qingxue?"

"Xing, Cun, Jing, Shi, no, Er, Zhou, Zhu. Do you know?" Before waiting for a reply from the other end of the phone, the man hastily read out the two marked names.This time, the name is pronounced in Japanese, which is a bit of a mouthful for foreigners who are used to English.

"Oh, those two boys..."

"Yes! Do you know him?" The man asked urgently.

"Hmm... know..." Nanjiro lazily raised his foot, moved his five fingers distinctly, and let out a ray of sunlight, obviously looking like a ruffian who didn't want to fight, "it's strange to know..."

Sit up straight, buckle up the phone, unplug the phone cord, all in one go.

Echizen Minamijiro lay down again on the tatami and turned over, lazily shouting to the outside: "Nanako, lend me your mobile phone for uncle to use~"

"...beep." After the sentence of 'no wonder', the man who reacted after being stunned for a few seconds heard the sound of hanging up the phone, and instantly jumped into a rage.

"Echizen! Nanjiro!" He paused every word, like anger squeezed from between his teeth.

The assistant on the side looked at his boss with some embarrassment: "Sir, are we still sending our invitation?"

"Send!" No, the man changed his mind in an instant, "In a few days, I will go there myself!"

Ignoring the assistant's surprise, the man stood by the window, restraining his anger, his expression was filled with unconcealable sadness and nostalgia under the bright light.

He seemed to recall the glorious past between himself and that mighty warrior from a small eastern country...

"Why do you want to retire?!" He remembers his question when Echizen Minamijiro, who was only one step away from the Grand Slam, announced his retirement abruptly.

"Because I have something new to challenge." The samurai who shocked the world saw his immature child learning to walk with a tennis racket, his eyes brightened, "You have to know—"

"In the future, there will be other people who will win these honors instead of me."

He didn't believe this sentence.Even his son, a new generation of samurai who inherited the will of the samurai.Because, an Echizen Nanjiro can already be said to be a miracle.

But today, he suddenly began to recall and sigh: another miracle, maybe we can really look forward to it in the future.

"Hey, bitch! I'll help you understand in a few weeks!"

"...What are you asking Buer for?" Coach Ryuzaki sat on the hospital bed, listening to the sudden phone call from his most outstanding student, consciously omitting the address, and quickly noticed the point.

"Oh, it's nothing." Echizen Nanjiro said, "It's just that Eli Wesley called me just now."

"Wesley, this name sounds familiar—" Taking the water glass handed over by his granddaughter, Coach Ryuzaki suddenly shook his hand after taking a sip, and coughed violently.

"Cough, cough, cough...Wesley! Are you talking about that Eli? Wesley?!"

"What are you so surprised for?" Echizen Minamijiro moved his phone away and avoided the old man's still sonic attack before he said calmly, "Well, it's the Wesley who I defeated."

In terms of tennis skills, Wesley, who has been out of tennis for many years and once lost to Echizen Minamijiro, will naturally not surprise Coach Ryuzaki.What she cares about is the tennis club that Wesley founded by himself after retiring—he invested in and served as a coach, and his men have brought out countless famous tennis players.

When Echizen Minamijiro asked her this way, Coach Ryuzaki could almost guess the beginning and end of the matter.If someone like Wesley notices and brings her into the tennis world, she will naturally be very happy as a coach.

"Fu Er is a very talented kid, he is not too shy compared to you back then." As if recalling the memories of the past, Coach Ryuzaki's tone softened. This kind of evaluation is already extremely high.

"You don't know, right? His talent is amazing in his understanding of the wind. In the past, I was worried that he might be affected by the venue, but in recent years he has also excelled in the use of mental power. Yukimura, I have only seen one like this for so long..."

The students who have been teaching for three years are like her own children to her.

As for Echizen Nanjiro, unexpectedly, he didn't interrupt Coach Ryuzaki's rambling, but gradually calmed down his foolish look on his face.

On this side, Fujimura, who had just finished the game, also returned to the lounge side by side.

After a brief handover, the list of singles three came out, and Qianshi's match had already begun.

Fuji went to the bathroom temporarily, and when he came back, he happened to pass by the lounge of the American players, and there was a loud slap coming from the door with only a gap——

"Snapped!"

"Damn it!" Some of the exasperated voices were obviously very mature, not like what players of their age would have, "I lost both games, what do you want investors to think!"

"Are you all pigs?! Do you know how much money I might get this time? Fuck! That's a big deal worth tens of millions of dollars! Ten million! None of you can afford it if it goes wrong!"

Fuer couldn't help but stop, he naturally knew that the sound should be from the well-dressed coach on the field, but he finally couldn't help frowning for the scolding that he had already begun to attack personally. .

Singles [-] has already started. At this time, as a coach, it's fine not to sit on the coach's bench to guide the players, but to lose his temper and hit people in the backcourt?

"If you lose the doubles, you must win the three sets in the singles!" said the coach, "Do you understand?"

"Yes, Boss!"

The rest are the players' unanimous answers.

"Unhappy?" Yukimura put the drink in front of the thoughtful Fuji, "For the coach of the American team?"

Bu Er looked up: "Nothing can be hidden from you."

Yukimura smiled, it was because his eyes kept chasing Fuji.Right after the game, the way he stared at the opposing coach was anything but pleasant.

"Don't worry, I just ran into Mr. Rick when you were going to the bathroom, um...he is the biggest investor of the other party, and we had a good chat."

"Have a good chat?" Fuji stared at Yukimura's smile for a few seconds before raising a smile, "Really? That's really a coincidence."