[Net King] Live up to the original

From an unexpected transfer student.

Guan Yue's intelligence is always the fastest and most accurate one, and his intelligence source will not make any low-level mistakes, so when he got the news, even though he was puzzled, he did not question its accuracy.

Just like Guanyue thought.

There must be something unusual about the person who transferred at this weird time, and Anna Lex did not disappoint him.

July, a day off.

The time when Anna came here was the so-called eve of the holiday.

After waiting two more months, I can transfer to another school without any scruples, why this day?

There was no reason, no explanation, the blond girl stood in front of them with a completely different aura from them, only dragging her sickly body and smiling.

"I'm Anna Lex. Due to physical reasons, I took a year off from school and transferred here from my original school. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you."

Guanyue has a wonderful premonition that this matter is far more than what she said, there is no need to delve into it, but how can Guanyue let go of this kind of thing that challenges his script?

This is a variable, but it is not a variable.

However, regardless of whether she is a variable or not, his purpose is to include her in the script, and nothing more.

Guan Yue closed the notebook in his hand, threw it back to its original position, put his arms on the table, put his chin against his crossed hands, and smiled.

"Hi, I'm Guan Yue, as you can see, Japanese."

"Hi, please give me some advice (in Japanese)."

Hello and goodbye.

His dear princess.

Anna Lex.

Turn around and leave.

"Guanyue, who is this "princess"? Does she play tennis well? "The bear's height allowed him to look down a little and see the notebook in Guanyue's hand. When he opened it, the English word for "princess" was written at the beginning.

The prince.

"Hmm, heh, she's just a little girl, a very interesting little girl." Guanyue smiled, wrapping her fingertips around the most familiar piece of hair on her forehead, "It has nothing to do with tennis, but you, after the holiday What do you want to do?"

"Ah, this ah, not at all." Echizen Ryoma lowered the brim of his hat, his tone was unwavering, and if he used Guanyue's words to describe it, he deserved a beating.

"Then you still have the time to watch me write the script?" Guan Yue raised his eyebrows, his fingers with loose hair curled up, and he tapped the notebook rhythmically, making a clicking sound.

"Anyway, there's still you, aren't you?" The bear child said casually, selectively ignoring the pulsating veins on Guanyue's forehead.

"Thank you so much, you have so much confidence in me." Guan Yue put down his hand on the notebook, picked up his hat and held the notebook tightly with his backhand, and was hit directly on the bear boy's head, "I don't remember Obligation to prepare these things for you, so please do it yourself."

"It hurts——Guanyue, what are you doing?!" Xiongzi squatted on the ground with his head covered, and he felt a sense of joy, especially Guanyue, who was heaving a sigh of relief, laughed out loud.

"Hmm, heh, of course I hit you. Are you so stupid that you can't even see it?" Guan Yue put the hat on the dragon horse's head again, feeling much happier in an instant.

"Cut." The brat stood up, one hand still rubbing the painful head, "Then go play street basketball, violent tennis or something, you are still far from watching the moon!"

Guan Chu, who was expressly prohibited from using violent tennis against the Echizen brothers, was hit with a sword, which was the kind he couldn't do anything about.

"Tsk, it's up to you."

Just in time to try that trick.

Guan Yue held his palms upwards, lowered his head, looked at it, as if he was trying to feel something, and then withdrew his hand.

"Have you got another idea?"

The sudden voice didn't come from him and the brat beside him, Guan Yue looked up and saw the windy boy smiling and waving to them.

"Long Ya?"

Echizen Longya walked up to Guanyue who stopped unconsciously, skillfully opened Guanyue's schoolbag and took out an unmarked notebook, "It's very interesting, this idea."

"So that's why you opened my schoolbag casually?" Guan Yue's tone was unexpectedly calm, so calm that a small pimple appeared on Long Ya's body.

Wild instincts.

"No, no, believe me, it was just an accident, an accident." He smiled awkwardly and returned the notebook to its original position, being ridiculed completely by his younger brother standing beside Guanyue.

"Sorry, your credibility is zero."

Guan Yue mentions the schoolbag that has not been covered by Long Ya before leaving.

"Eh?"

Move quickly to keep up.

The dazed Echizen Ryoma said, blame him?

Which is more important, strength or skill?

Before playing violent tennis, Guanyue didn't need to think about this issue.Because his insight and ball handling are naturally skillful, there is nothing to struggle with.

However, the technique of violent tennis requires more precision. Even if Guanyue himself is more inclined to mental violence, he cannot deny the importance of physical violence to his tennis.

What brings fear?

What is it that brings despair?

Yes--

The physiological reaction originating from the body is then mapped to the psychological and spiritual, occupying the whole world.

In other words, if there is no oppression of the body and absolute crushing of strength, there will be no bargaining chip to push the opponent to a desperate situation.

So, strength or skill, which one is more important to him?

Guan Yue didn't know.

"Well, when you don't know how to choose, why don't you just do it? What's the use of thinking so much? Let your body tell you which one to choose. Anyway, that's what I do."

When Guanyue threw this question to the boy who gnawed on the orange peel, he got such an answer, which sounded very irresponsible, but he couldn't deny the truth behind it.

Let nature take its course and let the body choose, eh?

Sounds pretty good.

Guan Yue threw the tennis ball upwards one after another, reaching out to hold it when it hit the ground and bouncing up again, repeating and walking forward.

boom.

Guanyue unconsciously covered the tip of her nose, lowered her head subconsciously, and covered her distorted expression with slightly longer forehead hair.

It wasn't particularly painful, but it was a very weird feeling. The tears were completely out of his control, and Guan Yue could only ensure that the tears wouldn't fall out of his eyes.

"Hey, isn't it, are you a girl? Why are you crying like this..." Echizen Ryumasashi was at a loss for comfort, but this kind of comfort could only make Guanyue escape from the strange feeling just now and turn into wanting to be beaten This guy's desire/desire is nothing more than.

"What? You still want to prove that I'm a boy?" Guanyue raised her hand, brushed her hair on her forehead, and sneered, "Come here if you can. I can wait for you. You're welcome."

"No, no, there's no need, really, can't I just apologize! It's obvious that you walked too slowly, so I just want to remind you, why it was my fault in the end..." From the aggrieved Longya boy.

However, check...

"What are you thinking, here we are." Guanyue pushed Echizen's elder brother mercilessly, Longya staggered a few steps, and stopped with difficulty.

"Hey, you are so cruel!"

"Hmm, what do you think?"

"You still have lots more to work on!" Echizen Ryoma, who had finally caught up with two taller and longer legs than him, began to release his taunting skills.

"Pfft."

Who is the girl's voice?

Guan Yue and Echizen Ryuya started fighting.

Well, playing tennis.

It started without warning and never ended.

The one serving the ball is Guanyue, which seems to be a kind of tacit understanding, which can no longer be expressed in words.

Guan Yue clenched the yellow ball in his hand, then let it go.He raised his head, and all he saw was the glare of the sun, which he hated the most.Then he threw the ball in his left hand up without hesitation, even Guanyue himself couldn't see it clearly at that height.

However, there is no need to see clearly.

Guan Yue's eyes only captured it for a moment, and that moment was enough for the serve to exert its greatest power.

The ball was quickly returned by Echizen Ryuya. The outspin serve cannot be scored in the hands of the Echizen family, of course Guanyue knows this.

So, his purpose is not this.

A little closer, a little closer, he only needs that one and only chance, and then kills with one blow.

Guan Yue's eyes suddenly brightened, so bright that even Echizen Ryoma, who was standing outside the arena, was startled.

boom!

I'm so sorry, Longya.

"See you."

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