On when Echizen will reveal his vest

"So, is Senior Yukimura also in the training camp?" Ryoma looked at the boy beside him.

The matter went back a few minutes, when Ryoma, who was lost, turned his head when he heard the voice, he saw Yukimura Seichi from Rikai University sitting in the car, looked at him with a smile and asked if he needed a ride.

"That's right, Manager Yamashita invited me to be the coach of the training camp. He wanted to give Boy a surprise, but I didn't expect Boy to give me a surprise."

Yukimura Seichi looked at the young man beside him, with ridicule in his eyes, and asked softly, "Is this lost?"

Ryoma turned his head uncomfortably, with a blush on his fair face, obviously he was already very uncomfortable, "It's just that I didn't know the way on the first day, and there is still a long way to go."

What kind of road idiot attribute, he will not admit it.

Yukimura Seichi knew that the child was like a cat, so he could only pet him, "That's right. Anyway, I'll just follow the path, otherwise I'll pick you up every day."

"Eh?" Ryoma looked at Yukimura Seiichi suspiciously, and the boy's purple eyes looked at him with a smile.

Except for the competition in the national competition, Yukimura-senpai always seems to be a very easy-going person.

"Won't it bother you?" Ryoma asked.

The child also knows how to be polite, if Qingxue and Bingdi asked, they would have already agreed.

Yukimura Seiichi thought to himself, and said, "No way."

"Troublesome senior." Ryoma thanked very sincerely.

I thought I could treat my senior to drink something when I arrived at the training camp, but I don't know if he likes to drink grape-flavored Ponta.

"Senior Yukimura is healthy right?" After Ryoma asked, he suddenly felt that his question was a bit abrupt, as if the question was a bit straightforward.

"No problem, it's just that the doctor said you need to exercise every week."

Yukimura Seiki said with a smile, why didn't he find out how Aigaku's group pet was so interesting before.

Yukimura Seichi could naturally see that after he answered, Ryoma looked at him with fighting spirit in his eyes, and said, "So if there is a chance, I would also like to play tennis happily with Boy."

"Yeah!" Ryoma nodded heavily.

As a tennis fanatic, he never wastes any chance to compete with others.

"It seems that you are already familiar with it." Manager Yamashita looked at the two people who came talking and laughing.

"Uncle Yamashita, Ryoma is a junior that we are very optimistic about." Yukimura Seichi said to Manager Yamashita.

Ryoma's face was calm, and he said as best as he could: "Senior Yukimura, well, he is also a very good opponent."

"Hahaha, that's even better." Manager Yamashita smiled, and led them towards the gymnasium, "Yukimura, Ryoma, the students you are leading are junior high school students, who are about the same age as you. I hope you can take care of them well, and I also Believe in your abilities."

As he spoke, he stopped by a stadium, "Okay, I'll send it here, it's all up to you."

"Yes." Yukimura and Ryoma responded in unison.

One is Seiichi Yukimura, one of the Big Three and the coach of Rikkai University, and the other is Ryoma Echizen, who is obsessed with tennis. As a result,

Yukimura Seichi (smiling): It turns out that Kirihara is not the best.

Echizen Ryoma: Tsk, there is still a long way to go.

They trained a total of twenty students. When Ryoma and Yukimura came, they were playing tennis in pairs.

Yukimura clapped his hands, "Okay, we can gather."

The students turned their heads and looked at the boy with iris hair.The young man looks exquisite, with a smile in his eyes, a coat casually draped over his shoulders, he looks a little thin, but his aura is too strong to be underestimated.

Standing beside him was a 1.5-meter child, carrying a huge tennis bag, with his mouth tightly stretched, looking at him tugging abnormally.

Both of them looked very "young", maybe they didn't look like coaches, but they looked like they were kicking restaurants.

"Who are you?" A short-cut boy stood up, put a tennis racket on his shoulder, and looked at the two impatiently.

Obviously, he is the leader here.

"Me?" Yukimura Seichi pointed at himself, "I am your coach, please give me your advice this summer vacation."

Saying that, he glanced at Ryoma, then at the cropped boy, "This is your teaching assistant."

"Ah, please advise me a lot." Ryoma said bluntly.

It seems a little nervous.

"Pfft." Cun Tou sneered, and then the laughter in the tennis training camp seemed to break through the sky.

"No way, this kid is actually a teaching assistant? Hahahahahaha." The inch-cut boy looked at the kid who only reached his shoulder and laughed, "If he is a teaching assistant, then I can be a coach hahahahaha."

The teenagers beside him also booed, "Yang Tai is the coach, Yang Tai is the coach."

Yukimura Seichi sneered, and glanced at the boy beside him, if anger could have value, Boy's value should explode right now.

"Your name is Yota, what if Boy can beat you?"

Yukimura Seiichi glanced at Fujiwara Yota, and asked in a flat tone, with no emotion in his purple eyes.

"Heh, beat me? If he can beat me, I'll kneel on the ground and call him teacher three times."

Although Fujiwara Yota was frightened by Yukimura Seiichi's eyes, he was not afraid of this 151 kid.

"Hey, Boy, do you agree?" Seiichi Yukimura then looked at Ryoma with a smile.

Ryoma curled his lips, raised his eyelids and looked at Yota Fujiwara impatiently, "After all, you will always call me teacher in the future, what's the point of this bet?"

"You, you, you!" Yota Fujiwara was so angry that he almost couldn't catch his breath, "Little devil, I will give you a hard time in a while, and let you know what a tennis genius in Yokohama is."

Yukimura Seiichi clenched his fist to cover the smile at the corner of his mouth, Boy's mouth is never forgiving.

Tennis genius?

Ryoma raised his eyebrows, put down his tennis bag, took out a tennis racket from it, and walked towards the tennis court.

"Then I'll be the referee, Boy, don't lose."

Yukimura Seiichi smiled and gave Ryoma a cheering gesture.

"Madamadadane." Ryoma snorted, really, I didn't expect Yukimura-senpai to like to watch the show so much.

Yota Fujiwara also entered the court with a tennis racket, and looked at Echizen Ryoma with a mocking face.

The rest of the students also stopped their movements and stayed in the audience area. After all, Yota Fujiwara is the strongest player in their training camp, and he was also said by the former coach to be the most qualified person to play tennis. They also want to see This so-called teaching assistant level.

"One round decides the outcome, Yota serves." Referee Yukimura announced.

"Call me Fujiwara!" Yota Fujiwara said frantically.

"Hey, Fujiwara serves." Yukimura said with a smile.

"Heh, brat. Today I will show you what real tennis is." Fujiwara Yota sent the ball out quickly and threw it straight at Ryoma's face.

Ryoma hit it impatiently, why some people always want to hurt others when they play tennis, I don't understand.

"Yes, thank you then."

"Oh, I caught it, it's not bad." Fujiwara Yota smiled.

Still have some ability.

The battle between the two has been tense, and neither of them has scored so far.

"This teaching assistant looks really good."

"It's actually a tie with Fujiwara."

"Shut up." Fujiwara Yota said angrily.He wants to prove to everyone that Fujii Yota will not be defeated.

"Out of the sympathy of a referee, Boy, can you stop teasing him?" Yukimura Seichi reminded him friendly.

After all, the classmates opposite seemed to have a lot of mood swings.

"Then there is no other way, it's time for you to experience what real tennis is." Ryoma raised the corners of his mouth, jumped up with both feet, and a smash ball that seemed to be swept by the wind flew over.

Fujiwara Jinta saw that the ball suddenly became murderous, and seemed to be hitting his face, so he avoided it subconsciously.

The ball slowly rolled to the ground.

The teenagers who were acting as the audience looked at the 151 boy in surprise. It was different from the laziness just now. After Yukimura Seichi finished speaking, the aura of the boy suddenly changed.

"Madamadadane." Ryoma raised the brim of his hat, raised the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of confidence in his tennis.

Yukimura Seiichi looked at the boy who was active on the tennis court and did not give his opponent a chance to counterattack, as if he had so many emotions only on the tennis court.

Just like when they faced off in the finals, he was so dazzling at that time.

Perhaps this is another reason why he agreed to Uncle Yamashita, he wanted to see what the boy's tennis was like.

A person who wants to let go of everything and play a game of tennis together.

"6-0, Boy won." Yukimura Seichi announced the result, and looked at Ryoma with a smile, "I thought Boy would lose."

"Cut." Ryoma glanced at Yukimura Seiichi.

The teenagers around looked at this boy who was only 151 in shock. Fujiwara Yota lost just now, how could he lose?

Fujii Yota naturally didn't believe that he actually lost, and he didn't win a game from the young man, he looked at his hands in disbelief.

"Hey, everyone believe it this time." Yukimura Seichi clapped his hands and gathered everyone together, "If anyone still disagrees, you can come to us at any time. We are happy to conduct friendly training with everyone."

When everyone heard this, they shook their heads subconsciously. Forget it, the assistant coach is already so good, so the coach must be even better.

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Seiichi Yukimura. If there are alumni from Likai University, I might know you." Seiichi Yukimura smiled.

"Yukimura Seichi?" A student in the tennis court exclaimed.

Then a few people who knew the name suddenly realized, "Is that the captain of the Rikkai Tennis Team who brought Yukimura Seichi, who won the Rikkai Championship twice?!"

"Probably so." Yukimura Seiichi smiled.

These teenagers have all heard of Lihai University's record, and they naturally regard the Lihai University Tennis Team as a role model. They did not expect the coach to be the team leader and coach of the Lihai University Tennis Team.

"Cut." Ryoma snorted, he didn't expect Senior Yukimura to be so ostentatious.

"Ah, if you are the Mayor Yukimura Seiichi, then who is this?" A young man looked at Ryoma's height, speculated in his heart, and then suddenly realized: "Kirihara Chiya?!"

"Ah???!!!" Ryoma looked at the boy in shock, and retorted reflexively, "I'm not that little kelp!"

"Hahaha." Yukimura Seiichi didn't expect that there were people who knew Kirihara, and even regarded Boy as Kirihara.

Seeing Boy's angry look, Seiichi Yukimura tried his best not to smile, and introduced, "Your teaching assistant is Echizen Ryoma, a first-year student at Seigaku, and the one who defeated me in this national competition."

As he spoke, his purple eyes were full of smiles, and he tilted his head to look at Ryoma, "Is that so, Boy?"

After all, everyone looked at Longma in shock. They also heard that the champion this time was Qingxue, but they didn't expect this assistant to be so famous.

"Madamadadane." Seeing so many people looking at him, Ryoma lowered the brim of his hat in embarrassment, "Hey, I will give you more advice in the future."

"Okay, everyone can start the daily lessons now. Today's task is to swing the racket 100 times in a row, bounce the ball 50 times, and rest after finishing." Said Yukimura Seichi.

"Yes!" Everyone said in unison, but this time they were convinced.

"Wait." Fujii Yota raised his hand and said.

Yukimura Seiichi looked at him intently, and Ryoma also turned to look over.

Fujiwara Yota knelt down with a "plop", and Ryoma was so frightened that he took two steps back in the direction of Yukimura Seichi.

"Teacher, teacher, teacher." The young man yelled louder and louder. Since he was convinced of the loss, he was willing to gamble and admit defeat.

After all, Fujiwara Yota looked up at Ryoma with firm eyes, "I will defeat you."

But there was no response from Ryoma, Fujiwara Yota looked at Ryoma suspiciously, the boy's face showed no expression.

"Go to practice, he just doesn't know what to say." Yukimura Seichi smiled helplessly.

"Yes!" Fujiwara Yota agreed, and then joined the training team.

"Boy, Boy, it's time to recover." Seiichi Yukimura shook his hand at Ryoma.

"I, I just didn't..." Ryoma blushed and walked towards his tennis racket.

The feeling of being called a teacher seems to be pretty good.