My friends are all over the profession

Although it is very happy to meet new friends, they did not forget that they came to the club to practice tennis.

Yukimura Seichi suggested, "Hare you really want to try tennis?"

Of course Saiki Haru's true love for joining in the fun wouldn't say no, especially if it was proposed by Yukimura Seiichi.

"I want what I want!"

The club is very complete, even the coach is ready-made.

Although Yukimura Seiichi and Sanada Genichiro haven't been in tennis for a long time, they are already able to play decently due to their extraordinary talents.There are professional coaches watching, and it is not easy to get injured.

The happy time almost passed by in a flash, and when it was time to go home, Qi Muqing really felt that only a few minutes had passed.

In the car, Seiichi Yukimura leaned against Haruma Saiki languidly. His physical strength was obviously not as good as Haruma Saiki, and Haruma Saiki, whose activity volume was several times that of Seiki Yukimura, was still full of energy and Yukimura in the driver's seat. Dad told funny stories about the club.

"...Then Jingshi called out! With a 'shua' sound, the elementary school students on the opposite side were stunned!"

"Wow, that's amazing!" Yukimura's father apparently heard for the first time that his son was so good at tennis.Yukimura Seiichi's character is a little reserved, although he will tell them about the club, but he never talks about ordinary interesting things that won't worry them.

Yukimura Seichi didn't like to brag about things like competitions, progress, etc. Yukimura's father thought that his son was just playing casually with a racket.

Who would have thought that Yukimura Seiichi could already practice against elementary school students three or four years older than him.

Yukimura Seiichi's face was a little red, and he was extremely shy: "It's not that strong, and the other party is just a beginner."

"That's not true! That child is so much taller than Jingshi! The wrist is so thick! So strong! The power of swinging the racket is so strong! It looks amazing!" Qi Muqing really danced and gestured. What a powerful monster.

Yukimura's father was so teased that his hands on the steering wheel were shaking non-stop.

"Dad!" Seiichi Yukimura reminded, "Be more focused on driving!"

Yukimura's father immediately sat upright.

Yukimura's father's driving skills are very good, stable and fast, and it didn't take long for Saiki Haruma to be sent home.

"Goodbye, Jingshi! Goodbye, Uncle!" Qi Muqingzhen waved goodbye politely before running home.

"Hareshin!" Seiichi Yukimura poked his head out of the window and stopped him, "Tomorrow...do you want to go to the club together again?"

Qi Muqing's eyes lit up: "Go and go!"

Then at dinner at night, Saiki Haruma told her mother Yukimura Seiki's invitation: "Let me go, let me go! Anyway, I'm going too today! I want to play with Seiki!"

But Saiki's father felt a little embarrassed to trouble Yukimura's father all the time, so he made a decision: "Let my father take you there tomorrow!"

【You just don't want to work. 】

Qi Mu's mother said worriedly: "But Dad, haven't you finished your work yet?"

Qi Mu's father said bitterly: "Why do you have to work overtime on weekends! Kusuo A Meng, help me hypnotize the editor-in-chief and let him give me a vacation, okay?"

[Working overtime is because you were lazy and didn't finish your work. You are already a 30-year-old uncle. Please finish your work well! ]

"That's good! Let Xiao Nan take Xiao Qing to go! Maybe Xiao Nan will also like tennis, so it may not be certain to make friends!" Qi Mu's mother praised her wit, and she can solve the problem of nursing Qing. Problems, and she can create opportunities for Kusuo to make friends, she is so smart!

I don't think that a seven-year-old child needs care in the eyes of others.After all, Saiki Kusuo is much more reliable than his parents!

Qi Muqing really cheered: "That's great!"

[I haven't agreed yet.Even if you say it, you won't refuse it. 】

So the next day, the parent Saiki Kusuo brought Saiki Haruma and Yukimura Seichi together.

Yukimura Seiichi: "..." Although Brother Kusuo is very reliable, is there something wrong?

"Nanxiongni Nanxiongni! Practice with us! There are only three of us, and one of us will always lose in a duel. It's so pitiful~" Qi Muqing, who had mastered the entry skills yesterday, invited with great interest.

Saiki Kusuo can play tennis.When he was about three years old, Saiki Sosuke had a match with him, and in the end, Saiki Kusuo beat the yard and won the game.But since then, Saiki Kusuo has never touched tennis again.

[Controlling power is not something I am good at. 】

What can Kusuo Saiki do in the face of his lovely brother's watery plea for help?Naturally, I only agreed.

Sanada Genichiro, who was drawn to practice with Saiki Kusuo, looked at Saiki Kusuo very seriously: "Brother Saiki, please don't hold back! Go all out!"

【No, it's not a question of whether to keep my hands or not. Even if I use only a little bit of strength, this building will disappear in my hands. —But this kind of thing can't be said to a five-year-old child. 】

Saiki Kusuo could only wait for the ground and try his best to release the water.

Then the ball scrapes the net and falls.

Well, Saiki Kusuo's.

A two-year age difference isn't a big deal in professional tennis, but it's a huge difference between a five-year-old and seven-year-old.A seven-year-old child, even if he does not do any exercise, will be much better than a five-year-old child who has been exercising for a long time.

After all, children are different every day, and they grow when they see the wind.Therefore, Genichiro Sanada treated Saiki Kusuo with [-]% seriousness, especially after learning that he also played tennis.

"It's too slack! Brother Saiki, please don't treat the game as a joke! Even if it's just an informal practice!" Genichiro Sanada reprimanded without hesitation.

[Yeah, it's really troublesome to meet a child who is too serious!Do you want to know how much thought I can put in to prevent this ball from smashing the field? 】

Saiki Kusuo complained in his heart, but based on the ball just now, he probably already knew how "serious" he should take this game.

"Bam—"

The ball was not heavy, but it not only passed the net, but it was also a tricky ball for Genichiro Sanada.

"Huh—" Genichiro Sanada had already run very hard, but in the end he was still a little short. The yellow ball bounced off the edge of the tennis racket, but it only bounced slightly.

"Brother Qi Mu, please get better like this!" Although he lost a goal, not only did he not get discouraged, but he took a more serious attitude to deal with it.

Saiki Kusuo sighed in his heart, as he wished, he "increased" his strength with each ball.

Genichiro Sanada was exhausted, and it was very difficult to catch every ball, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Kusuo-san and Genichiro had a great time!" Seiichi Yukimura, who was fighting with Haruma Saiki, was also very happy to see that they were playing vigorously.

Saiki Haruma yelled at them: "Come on Genichiro! Come on Nissan!"

Genichiro Sanada was in a panic, gasping for breath and there was no room for distraction, so he could only stare at the yellow ball and try harder.

Yukimura Seichi was also motivated by Genichiro Sanada's efforts, and encouraged Saiki Haruma: "We can't lose to them!"

Qi Muqing's blood was really burning: "Yes! I will do my best!"

——Then, the yellow ball that Qi Muqingzhen hit hit, accidentally smashed the floor.

"What's wrong? An earthquake?!"

Before the children came back to their senses, the experienced coach became nervous and protected the children behind him with the posture of a guard.

There are many earthquakes in the island country, and they are used to and have mastered the skilled escape skills.

Although there was a shock, it didn't cause too much panic because it was only for a moment.

Yukimura Seiichi opened his eyes wide, as if he was frightened, unable to recover for a long time.

The yellow ball brushed against the side of his face, and the wind caused it to sting, and the supersonic ball only left a faint afterimage in his retina.

His body was a little stiff, and he couldn't turn his neck to look at the crack behind him.

Yes, cracks.

The yellow ball drew an arc in the air and hit the ground without any suspense, smashing the floor into a pattern with a beautiful spider web.