[Net King] Live up to the original

There is a kind of encounter in this world called liking.

There is also a kind of love called Wannian at a glance.

Just like Anna Lex met Guan Yue.

It's like a dream.

For Anna, their meeting was like a dream.

An unattainable dream.

July.

The hottest time in summer is also the time when Guanchu refuses to go out the most.

But instead of staying at home and listening to the annoying chirping of cicadas, he would rather go to the club and play tennis for a while.

like now.

On the opposite side of Guanchu is a serving machine, and on the court facing his body are two brothers from the Echizen family playing.Even though everyone can see the ending, the two are still fighting to the death.

Yes, fight to the death.

Perhaps for others, tennis is just a fun entertainment, but for them, it is a war, a war in which they will be pulled down from the throne if they don't pay attention.

Sounds interesting doesn't it?

Too bad it's not a game.

"Uncle Maruyama, let's start." Guanyue took a last look at the battle between the two, then turned around and closed his eyes to signal to the Asian man next to the ball machine.

"Are you sure you want to return the ball like this?" After seeing Guanyue's firm nod, Maruyama had no choice but to compromise, "Then, you have to listen carefully."

"Hmm, of course I will." Guan Yue smiled, and then missed the first ball perfectly.

"Guanyue-jun is coming again!"

It's much more difficult than I imagined, and if it's not a natural talent, it will be limited.

Guan Yue's sense of hearing has been honed. Whether it's his sensitivity to the sound of human footsteps or his ability to grasp the wind, he can't escape his persistence in things like "ears".

This is his strength, a strength he deliberately cultivated.Regarding the application of "ear", Guanyue dare not boast how strong she is, but she is better at using it than most people.

"Strengthening the five senses" is nothing more than that.

People who play tennis will suffer a lot if they rely too much on what their eyes see.

What's more, only by minimizing the error rate can he be qualified to say that his script is perfect, isn't it?

It was luck to receive the ball by hearing before, and it was also because Nanjiro would not use any small tricks in the crushing situation, even if it was just a little change in rotation.

Is this confidence, or something else?All in all, this is a flaw, an attempt made by Guanyue through his understanding of Nanjiro.

Kind of an attempt without a script.

In other words, this is an impromptu performance that deviates from the original script, and it continues to grow on the original basis without giving up any flaws of any opponent. This is Guan Yue.

Conceded.

Keep conceding goals.

Except for a few low-speed balls he caught at the beginning, Guan Yue never caught a ball.

It was almost like mocking the ball he had caught by Minamijiro before.

It's unbearable, but you must continue to endure it.

Guanyue raised her head to look at the ball machine, then closed her eyes again, signaling Maruyama to start again.

He lowered his body and lowered his heart.

Guanyue's ears perked up, like Karubin from the Echizen family, and alertly, just like the match between him and Nanjiro.

Straight ball.

Guan Yue judged the trajectory of the ball the moment the tennis ball left the server.

So, boom!

Perfect call back.

It seems that something is different from before.

It's not the feel, it's not the speed of the ball, and it's not the way he catches the ball.

But it just feels different, with subtle nuances that cannot be described.

Curveball, ten o'clock...

Right now!

boom!

Is it the wind?

Guan Yue opened his eyes, but he seemed to hear a voice that did not exist in this world.

It is already indescribable with the sound of piercing the air, and the subtle difference brought by the wind, even if it is only a little bit, cannot escape the ears of Guanyue.

Funny, funny, so much fun.

Is there anything more fun than touching another world?

"Uncle Maruyama, please continue."

Instead of teasing others with weird laughter, he was very polite, using honorifics, not at all like Guan Yue.

"Ah, good." Maruyama was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he continued to press the button of the ball machine.

Whether it is a straight ball, a curve ball, or others, as long as it is the ball that this server can deliver, Guanyue has no reason to lose it.

One ball, two balls, three balls... many, many balls.

His script is perfect and there is no reason to fail.

"Hey, watch the moon."

This voice is... Echizen Ryuya?

Guanyue looked for the sound, but he still didn't open his eyes, but found the right direction easily. His ears were like his second pair of eyes, allowing him to "see" the world without using his eyesight.

"Wow, Guanyue looks like you are really scary. You can know where I am just by listening." The boy who didn't know where he got the orange in his hand bit down the skin, his mouth full of indescribable bitterness. And sweet and sour, inarticulate.

"Hmm, Uncle Maruyama, you can stop now, let's exchange." Guanyue, who was in a good mood, didn't argue with Long Ya about "scary", but smiled and hit the last ball back.

With their backs facing each other, the one who hit back was still a two-handed swordsman.

Echizen Ryuya stopped chewing, not knowing what to say about this monster, even if he himself was called a more terrifying monster than Guan Yue.

Two knife flow.

Whether it's Echizen Minamijiro, him, or even Echizen Ryoma, the premise of practicing this is that they can use both hands without hindrance. Because of this, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Echizen family is a left-handed family.

But Guan Yue is a right-hander through and through. He has never played tennis with his left hand before meeting them.

It's really, really scary, this boy.

"Ready is OK, Uncle Maruyama, you can start anytime."

This time, please allow him to close his eyes and look at the world from a different angle.

Sounds fun doesn't it?

Echizen Ryuya closed his eyes and laughed wildly.

Stalemate.

Compared with the half-serious, half-joke match between the Echizen brothers, the match between Xiongzi and Guanyue can be called a stalemate.

Perhaps compared to most people, the foundation of watching the moon is already solid, but for Echizen Ryoma, who has been with tennis since he was a baby, this is far from nothing.

The two-year gap in physical fitness cannot be easily made up with skills, let alone the opponent is also of the same level of skill?

Therefore, there are not many things that Echizen Ryoma can use. In contrast, Guan Yue has a thorough understanding of his every action.

Data tennis is really a disgusting playing mode, but you have to admit its infinite possibilities, especially Guan Yue, who pays more attention to adapting to the situation on the court, is even more annoying. There is no way.

The advantage of Guanyue is the script, and his shortcoming is also the script.

No matter how adaptable he is, since he chose the path of data tennis, there has been a flaw that can be fatal if he is not careful.

——Routine.

No matter how much the script changes, it’s still a script, isn’t it?So, wouldn't it be good to play it for him?

"Guanyue, let's serve."

"I will win."

"Hmm, heh, I won't show mercy, brat."

"That's the way it is. Ugly children, no matter how much you think, it's still a child's thinking."

"I will get it."

"Igot it."

so beautiful.

Not just about looks, but other things as well.

That kind of self-confidence, that kind of beauty that permeates from the soul, is far from something so superficial on the outside.

She seemed to be able to see the depths of the boy's soul through this world.

"Dad, who's that boy?"

Like a mirage.

Unbelievably beautiful.

She reached out to touch the boy, but all she could touch was the cold glass.She leaned forward and narrowed the distance between her and the boy as much as possible, but found that it was all in vain.

"Dad? Dad?"

Her voice is very soft, like catkins floating in the air, she can fly away at any time and never return here.

"Ah? Well, Anna, what's the matter?" The tall man next to him seemed to be immersed in the game. Although both parties were just children, the stalemate and pure technical competition were really good, even if Even in the eyes of an adult like him, it was extremely rare.

"Dad, I want to know who that boy is."

"Which one? The big one or the small one?"

"The one with the black hair."

"Haven't seen that kid before, it's a new face, but the kid who played with him I can tell you who, I saw him a long time ago."

"Who?"

"Echizen Ryoma, Echizen Nanjiro's Echizen."

"Then Dad, are you sure they know each other?"

"Look at their rackets, my little princess, Anna Lex."

"I can find you, my boy."

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2016