Draw a card? Draw a card? !

"The end of the first set! One army wins! 6-0!"

"I won't lose." Taneshima said in a relaxed tone, and then stuck out his tongue at Sanada again, "Puff~"

The playful and cute little moves add a different kind of charm to the boy who is handsome enough to be a cover model, but what he is facing is a straight man among straight men who is incomprehensible.

I saw Vice Minister Sanada trembling with anger, angry and annoyed at the unscrupulous senior in front of him.

However, "Senior" has a flexible mind, Gu Zi stretched out his hand, "Rock paper scissors!"

When Sanada heard this sentence, before his brain could react, his body subconsciously stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist.

"Hahaha——you lost!" Tanejima's "slap" was next to Sanada's "fist", and he smiled proudly.

Then he stretched out another finger, pointing all over the sky, and said in his mouth: "Look here, look here, look here!"

How can the "single-minded" Sanada keep up with the rhythm of the bad-hearted senior, in a daze, like a cat being teased by a cat teaser, his eyes follow Tanejima's fingers, and even his head moves when the rhythm is fast swing.

"..."

On the sidelines of the court, Su Tang and the teenagers were deeply speechless as they watched this scene.

Taneshima/Senior Taneshima is really naive.

but.

"Really, Vice Minister Sanada, you are so weak." Kirihara complained in a low voice.

The corner of Su Tang's mouth twitched and said, "Zhong, Zhong Dao played rock-paper-scissors, and he hasn't lost yet."

"Are you proud that you didn't lose in this kind of game?" Kirihara covered his face inexplicably, "I've been able to play since kindergarten."

"Stupid Chiya." Marui came up from behind, leaned against the low wall, biting bubble gum.

"Knowing how to play since childhood is not the same as never losing once."

Liu Sisuo said: "Senior Tanejima can guess the opponent's psychology, and can also detect the opponent's micro-expression changes with excellent insight... So playing this kind of game, the probability of winning is 90.00%[-]."

"Putting it into the game, this ability has played a big role in predicting the player's movement."

Su Tang didn't participate in their discussion. He saw that Yakutsu didn't believe in evil and challenged the game of "Where should the eyes look?", and chuckled.

"Good abilities can provide players with pre-judgment conditions, but so can beast intuition."

Almost as soon as Tanejima points out the direction, Akutsu can immediately turn his head in the opposite direction - although his eyes will still follow the "cat teaser".

On the surface, Taneshima is stronger, but Su Tang has noticed that facing the fierce young man, Taneshima is obviously not as comfortable as facing Sanada.

But Taneshima didn't want to hide this.

"You can be proud," he said to Yakutsu frankly, "you are the only man I can't beat in this kind of game."

"I didn't win again." Akutsu didn't appreciate it, closed his eyes and replied, then turned and stood with Sanada again.

"However, we will not lose in a tennis match."

Taneshima laughed with interest.

"Second game! Ready to start!"

Losing the game with zero points in the first set, Sanada and Akutsu unanimously showed their best form to face the second set.

But with Tanejima's ability to turn all tricks into "nothing", they fell into a disadvantageous situation at the beginning.

Every time the tennis ball hits Tanejima's racket, Su Tang seems to be able to see the dark purple light of the magic black hole, swallowing up all the "changes" around him.

At the same time, the black halo on Sanada's body became more and more obvious, with a hint of vermilion faintly.

"Snapped."

"bump--"

Every time Tanejima hits back the tennis ball, the power is not strong, and the sound of falling on the ground is also very light, but it is in a place where the two of Sanada can't catch it.

For this reason, Sanada and Akutsu did not hesitate to use the "flutter" posture, trying to reach the tennis ball as much as possible, but they couldn't.

The dull sound of the bodies of the two teenagers hitting the ground made one's teeth ache.

Su Tang narrowed his eyes, and focused on the wrists used to support the ground when the two of them fell to the ground. He was relieved to be sure that there was no sprain.

"Although they can't catch the ball, Genichiro and Akutsu are not impetuous." Compared with Su Tang, Yukimura is more concerned with their mental state. "Judging by their expressions, they are very calm."

Su Tang was noncommittal.

"Tennis is also a psychological warfare. Any wavering and persistence, even for a moment, will have an impact on the situation of the game-they are in a very good state now."

On the court, Yakujin is also putting forward his opinions to his teammates. This is really a novel experience for a teenager who has always taken a rough line.

"To guess the opponent's 'next step', change direction twice if you fail once."

"What?" Sanada motioned him to explain carefully.

"That guy uses his eyes to interpret your subtle movements and predict the direction of the ball in advance." Akutsu said without doubt, "I will catch his ball, and you will focus on changing the direction of the tennis ball."

Although the boy's words were close to a domineering order, Sanada knew that Akutsu clearly took all the possibility of getting hurt on himself, and wanted him to think of a way to deal with it without any worries.

"you……"

"That's it." Yajiujin said and left.

Sanada looked up at his racket, the back of his hand tensed.

……

"Changing the direction of the trajectory twice again?" Liu said calmly, "Judging from the characteristics of Senior Taneshima, Sanada is a reckless challenge."

Contrary to Yanagi, Yukimura has some understanding of Sanada's intentions.

"I see, the reason why Genichiro wants to play doubles with Akutsu... Genichiro's tennis has always been an elite line, and the number of moves is orthodox, but this is also a limitation. What he needs most now is that Akutsu will not be ruled by common sense." Imprisoned tennis balls."

"So that's the case. Sanada realized this, so he decided to change himself." Su Tang understood what Yukimura meant.

Should it be said that it is a bamboo horse?

"In that knockout match, Sanada lost miserably to Yukimura, and it was also because of this incident that awakened Sanada's dormant fighting heart." Liu soon understood.

"The same is true for Akutsu." Qianshi Qingchun interrupted suddenly, and everyone in Lihai looked around, only to hear him say, "For Akutsu now, what is most needed is the 'heart' that dares to confront head-on, like Sanada-kun like tennis balls."

Then, in this situation of mutual need, the two achieve each other.

"It can't be broken, it can't be built..." Su Tang said without thinking, handed his notebook to Liu, and asked Yukimura and everyone.

"Look, I'll get you something to eat."

It was almost past noon, not to mention that she was already hungry, how could these teenagers who were in puberty and exhausted a lot of energy not be hungry?

"Ah, it's all over this." Kirihara said suddenly, picking up Liu Sheng's watch.

When immersed in the exciting game, everyone didn't feel anything yet. When Su Tang mentioned this, the teenagers who heard it around him immediately felt articulate—hungry.

Qieyuan swallowed his saliva, his eyes sparkled and he said, "Susu, Susu! Can I have some meat?"

"Okay." Su Tang pinched his chin and said, "You can't eat lunch in the stadium, but light meals should be fine."

"I'll go with you." Yukimura said warmly, just about to put on his coat, Su Tang waved his hand, "No, I'll just go to the cafeteria and tell you—you should take a look at Sanada's place."

Whether as Sanada's teammate or friend, she thought, a boyfriend is more needed here.

Yukimura frowned slightly when he heard this, but he didn't reject Su Tang's kindness.

"You don't need to make too much. After it's over, everyone will go to the cafeteria to eat. Let the staff deliver it. Don't move it yourself."

He still remembered that the girl was alone in the morning, and she brought the uniforms of the "Black Revolutionary Army" here without making a sound.

Really, it's annoying to be able to do it.

"Don't worry, I know." Su Tang raised his eyebrows at Yukimura, comforting his troublesome boyfriend.

The referee's score call from time to time on the court became farther and farther away, and Su Tang walked slowly towards the cafeteria.

Considering the actual conditions, she directly asked the chef to make simple sandwiches and moved them to the stadium in batches.

Su Tang didn't forget about the three teachers, but they were in the central control room, so they didn't have to wrong the teacher to eat sandwiches, and just let the chef make some hot food and send them over.

It was a little strange for the cafeteria to receive this "lunch" task.

Frankly speaking, the living conditions in the training camp were pretty good, but before Su Tang, there were a bunch of "men" here, and no one would arrange it so carefully.

Why are you hungry? Who would want to leave the court before the game is over?

The coaches are all workaholics. When they are busy, they can't think of eating, let alone the loving thought of "you can't starve the kids".

Su Tang herself doesn't have any thoughts of breaking the discipline of the court. In her opinion, nothing is more important than health. Besides, the teachers also acquiesce, so she will not be afraid.

After eating his share in two or three bites, Su Tang didn't stay in the cafeteria, took a few bottles of drinks and prepared to go back.

Today, most of the students are concentrated on the central court, and there are very few people in other places in the training camp.

So at this moment, the sound of tennis balls coming from the side of the road was a bit abrupt.

Su Tang became curious.

Holding the drink in her hand, she pushed aside the overly long branches with one hand, stopped a few times, and after distinguishing the sound, she took a small path.

And then she saw—

"..."

Su Tang couldn't help clenching his fists, the veins on his forehead twitched, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word.

"You guys, what are you doing, what—?!"

Su Tang felt that his anger was too high for a moment.

The stadium in front of me no longer had the elegance and tranquility of the past, and there were potholes everywhere, as if someone was digging a treasure here, dig a hole, if there is no, dig another one.

Not to mention the broken stones all over the floor, even the iron pillars hanging the ball net have been brutally killed, crooked and twisted into a mass of iron lumps.

Su Tang clutched his chest with a headache, only felt that a big word fell down from the sky - "money".

"What are you doing? Demolition of the house?!"

In stark contrast to the dilapidated stadium, there are two glamorous teenagers with similar appearance.

Even though they were sweating profusely and panting, they still didn't lose their handsomeness, especially the tall bastard, whose hormonal aura was blown to Su Tang by the autumn wind.

It made her take two steps back in disgust.

"Yo! Susu!"

The tall bastard didn't feel guilty at all, he carried the racket in one hand, and waved at Su Tang with a smile.

"Senior Su."

The short little bastard raised his hand and straightened the brim of his hat, and greeted Su Tang with a slight curl of his lips.

Su Tang: "..."

I don't really care about them.