Draw a card? Draw a card? !

Atobe Jingwu squinted his phoenix eyes, watching Su Tang and Ren Zu's movements without expression, until Su Tang stood on the field, he showed a hint of interest and opened his mouth to remind her.

"Ah, my uncle will not be soft-hearted just because you are a girl."

Su Tang stretched out his hand and hooked the string of the racket, testing the elasticity, with a harmless smile on his face, but his aura changed.

She sighed softly, and said helplessly: "Counting the game with me that hasn't started yet, Atobu, you have played at least three games today, why don't we speed up so that you won't be exhausted later ,How about it?"

"..."

Atobe Keigo couldn't see any provoked anger or any other expressions on his face, but the people watching the game on the sidelines felt a faint chill, and they didn't dare to vent their anger.

Shinobu Yushi pushed his glasses, covered the corners of his mouth, sat on the referee bench and asked, "Who will come first?"

Su Tang looked at Atobe with a smile, "Just follow your game progress and continue."

Forbearance enough to understand, then this round is Su Tang serving first, he looked at Atobe.

Atobe raised his eyebrows, bowed slightly and put himself in a good posture, and said with firm eyes: "Ah, it doesn't matter to me, anyway, the final victory must belong to me!"

Su Tang stood back on the serving line, threw the tennis ball and said, "Then why don't you try this first?"

Throw the ball, swing the racket.

"Crack!" After the short touch, the light tennis ball landed across the net, and was immediately hit back by Atobe's swing. Su Tang waited at the ball's landing point, and hit the tennis ball back just as quickly.

After a few back and forth, Su Tang said softly: "It's coming." She tilted her wrist slightly, and the green tennis ball rolled slightly on the surface of the racket, and then was taken out.

The fluffy tennis balls are like flower petals, not flying, but floating.

Atobe did not dare to relax his vigilance, staring at the tennis ball with tense nerves, and his body reacted naturally.

However, as soon as he hit the tennis ball, he secretly thought it was bad.

Sure enough, the force was too light and too slow, he didn't feel the power of the racket touching the tennis ball at all, not even the sound.

When Atobe looked up again, he saw that Su Tang was standing where he had no intention of catching the ball, but a flower exploded in the air in front of him.

Countless phantoms of tennis balls are like flower petals, centered on his hitting point, blooming in all directions, and finally disappear, while a crisp landing sound resounds behind him.

"Crack." The real green ball rolled away on the ground.

Keigo Atobe's eyes moved slightly. With his keen and excellent dynamic vision, he was not sure whether he hit the tennis ball or not just now.

Su Tang didn't continue to serve, but tilted his head and asked, "How is it? Did you see it clearly?"

Atobe Keigo stood up straight and smiled with interest.

"Interesting, does it have a name?"

Su Tang was slightly dazzled by the question, and then softly replied with a trace of nostalgia: "Flowers."

"Huh?" The boy didn't hear clearly for a moment.

Su Tang smiled again, and said: "This trick is called Fanhua, [Fanhua] is sent along the way."

Sending flowers all the way to each other, looking at the coldness of the world.

It can be regarded as a true portrayal of her previous life.

Atobe Keigo repeated in a low voice, "It's quite appropriate."

"..."

It's really inexplicable, Su Tang thought, isn't he going to play a game, Atobe's tone seems to be chatting with her.

She pulled back to the topic: "I see that you have been trying to see the opponent's weaknesses and defensive flaws during the game. The idea is very good, and you also have this strength.

This trick of mine can play with you, but if you want to achieve the effect you want, there is no shortcut, you can only rely on you to practice more on weekdays, and then sum it up. "

Atobe Keigo has long been successful, so he is not surprised to hear this, instead he suggested: "Then you can call a few more times to see if I can crack it, ahhh!"

Su Tang snorted, he was really rude to him, she didn't release the water, and Atobe had no intention of admitting defeat, he kept trying to find the real tennis position in the phantom, but even if he closed his eyes, he would fall into Su Tang's eyes. Don's trap.

Su Tang relied on [Fanhua] to win the serve.

"Game won by Su4-3!"

The weather gradually became hot and dry. Su Tang wiped off his sweat when the game changed, and criticized Ninja Yushi who was leisurely sitting on the referee chair: "You are quite leisurely."

Keigo Atobe, who was irritated by the sun, said at the same time: "If you're so free, go and fetch water for me!"

Ninja Yuuji looked at the two innocently.

Are you busy?Who did he provoke?

However, one of them had just been tricked by him, and he couldn't afford to offend the other, so he finally had to climb down from the referee's chair and honestly had to carry water.

Seeing that he knew to bring her a special sports drink, Su Tang was wrong to be picky, and Atobe on the other side was not so kind, and directed him to walk around while drinking water.

When she played again, Su Tang intuited that Atobe's mood was much better, which reminded her of Sanada who was "making a living" under Yukimura.

Tsk tsk, don't underestimate the master's evil taste.

Su Tang returned Atobe's serve with a smile on his face, but when he was distracted for a while, he was rubbed on the ground by his second smash. Atobe won a ball but shouted at her in extreme annoyance.

"Hey, woman! Pay attention!"

—Well, she's become a "woman" again.

Su Tang, who didn't hear Atobe's words from seniors or seniors, resigned himself to running, and slammed back the tennis ball, sealing Atobe on the serving line.

As long as you don't surf the Internet, it doesn't matter if you're waltz or tango, I'll see how you smash it!

The more Su Tang played, the more excited she was. She hadn't played a game for a long time. This state of enthusiasm and extreme calmness was really exciting, and she had to admit that this excitement was largely brought to her by Atobe.

This young man's excellent ball skills and the possibility of wide praise make him often stand at the high end of controlling the court, but Su Tang himself is also a court-controlling player.

This kind of tit-for-tat confrontation and the excitement of pulling the opponent down from the clouds made her back suddenly feel tingling with electricity.

Moreover, Keigo Atobe has a meticulous mind and strong beliefs, which is really a good opponent.

"Ah, try this, Tannhauser serves!"

Atobe was also very excited, his sweaty hair sticking messily to the side of his face, but his exquisite eyebrows and shining smile made the mess not look embarrassing at all, but more eye-catching.

The powerful wrist swelled slightly, and the tennis ball was slashed downward from a high place. Su Tang hit the net quickly, but the strong force made her unable to hold the racket at all. The tennis ball rubbed against her racket and fell to the ground, then gliding quickly out.

"Snapped!"

"Clap!"

The tennis ball and the racket landed at the same time, Su Tang rubbed his wrist, if she hadn't let go decisively at that moment, her wrist would have hurt.

Atobe Keigo also came back to his senses, restrained his excitement, walked to the net and asked, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Su Tang picked up the racket, "It's not hurt, let's continue."

Atobe looked at her slender wrist and frowned.

There are not a few female athletes who are famous in the tennis world, and there are also geniuses among teenagers, but a figure like Su Tang is considered rare.

The physique of the Asians themselves has limitations. Few of them can successfully play in the British-American Open and win the championship. Su Tang just did it.

However, judging from her physical condition at this time, she must be malnourished during the development period and lack the necessary animal protein, so she cannot form excess muscles no matter what.

Atobe lost interest for a while, put down his racket and said, "Ah, let's stop here today."

Su Tang looked at him blankly: "Ah? I'm really fine..."

However, the other party didn't listen to her at all, he waved his hands and walked off the field.

"Hey!"

"My uncle is tired!"

Su Tang: "..."

What about you?The ball just now didn't show that you were tired at all!

And she was right, she is really fine, and she has a way to deal with Atobe's Tannhauser's serve.

but……

She shook her head helplessly, not intending to waste her efforts to persuade that stubborn boy, she returned the beat to Yushi Ninzu, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with your minister?"

The boy with dark blue hair gracefully pushed the mirror frame, unscrewed the water and handed it to Su Tang, and said in a gentle voice, "Maybe, I'm not happy, you know, boys also have so..."

Su Tang: "Pfft!—cough cough cough cough!"

"Ninzu Yushi!" Atobe Keigo's irritable voice came from a distance, "Get out of here, sir!"

The young man shrugged his shoulders at Su Tang who was stunned, and thoughtfully took out a silk handkerchief and handed it to her, and then walked towards Atobu in a long tune.

"Hey, hey, Xiaojing, don't be so irritable, it's not good for the skin..."

"No, yes, call me such an unglamorous name!" said the voice with gritted teeth.

"Hi, hi..."

Su Tang took the handkerchief and wiped the water stains in a daze, then asked with a blink of an eye, "What's the relationship between them?"

The system was confused, "It's okay. To be honest, it's the relationship between teammates, relatives and friends."

Su Tang raised his eyebrows slowly.

Relatives and friends... or family members.

System: "??? Rotten girls look at people?"

"Uh……"

Su Tang bowed his head secretly to reflect on himself, she shouldn't, how could she misunderstand the relationship between good friends? !

Then when she approached Keigo Atobe and Yushi Ninzu again, she still unconsciously gave a subtle look in her eyes.

Really only one click.

Atobe Keigo looked at Su Tang suspiciously, "I am asking you something, ah, tired and stupid?"

Su Tang hurriedly shook his head, thankfully the Jibu was still relatively rigid in some respects, and couldn't detect the jokes in this respect.

She said: "Where did you just say? Oh yes...you and Renzu, cough, I don't think my suggestion will be of much use to you two, except for modifying the training menu for you, the rest is up to you tried."

As soon as Atobe got off the field, he took Su Tang to analyze the players. He didn't change his clothes, and there was a dry sweat-absorbing towel on his head. At this time, he was sitting on the sofa, looking at Su Tang's notebook on the table, and listening to her explain.

Su Tang admired his dedication and devotion to the tennis club.

"The problem is relatively big... You should be able to see the trace part. One is Akutagawa," Su Tang looked at his face, and continued, "I don't know his situation, but at this stage, if we want to support the next game I'm afraid there will be difficulties in the game."

Atobe Keigo frowned slightly, pointed at the table with his fingertips, and said for a while: "Cirou is lethargic due to congenital reasons, but he is talented and his strength is recognized by everyone."

Su Tang hummed, and said with a smile: "I don't mean anything else, as long as you know it in your heart." She just asked the question from a professional point of view. Beak.

but.

"Such a cute kid, who really likes tennis, is lucky to meet you." Su Tang sighed.

Although this is hard to hear, but in Akutagawa Jirou's situation, in other organizations, there may not be such "doting" as Atobe.From a certain point of view, Atobe is also a very soft-hearted person.

"Heh, how old are you that you call him a child?" Atobe Keigo sneered at Su Tang, but didn't say anything more about Jirou.

Su Tang thought to himself, counting past and present lives, if age is counted regardless of memory, I think it's okay to call you a child, right?

She followed Atobe's words and said: "Another problem, it can be said to be Shishido's problem, or it can be said to be a problem of your team integration."

Su Tang said seriously: "Atobe, they are all too dependent on you."

Atobe Keigo paused for a moment while wiping his hair, clenched his fingers slightly, half of his face covered by the towel was obscured in the shadows.

Su Tang sighed silently, "You are such a proud person. In the tennis club, even the entire Ice Emperor is an invincible king. You are a well-deserved king. Everyone thinks that following you will succeed in whatever you do, so everyone And of course proud."

She softened her expression, looked at the boy tenderly, and tried to express herself with less hurtful words.

"But is this really the case? Atobe, you put too much pressure on yourself."

Su Tang sometimes feels powerless against such persistent people. Not all strong people will always be strong. Isn’t Akashi Seijuro not good enough and his beliefs not strong enough?But he still forced himself like that.

There seems to be no problem with Atobe Keigo now, and maybe there will be no problem in the future, but no one can tell what will happen tomorrow.

Su Tang hopes that they, who are radiant, will always be radiant.She knows the pain of falling from a high place, and also the humbleness of crawling from the bottom.

Atobe or Akashi will not be as incompetent as she is, and they will never let themselves fall into a situation like her, but the gap and pain in their hearts may not be less.

People who live in the spotlight all day, people are always demanding on them, every flaw will be magnified a hundred times, invisible pressure forces them to do their best, and they can't even have the idea of ​​retreating.

This is too cruel.

Su Tang picked up the cup and took a sip of water, suppressed all the thoughts in his heart, and when he raised his head again, he faced Atobe with a smile.

"I talked too much, don't mind."

Atobe Keigo slowly wiped his hair, and when it was almost time, he threw the towel and leaned back on the sofa. He squinted lazily, as if he was looking at Su Tang, but he didn't seem to be looking. Some vague thoughts.

"Ah, is this your experience in persuading Akashi Seijuro?" He propped his head and said.

Su Tang looked at him in surprise.

"Don't look at me like that." He moved the corners of his lips, with a slight joke in his eyes, "There are no secrets in this circle."

Su Tang rubbed his nose and said "Ah" in embarrassment, "Yeah, that's not it..."

Atobe Keigo stared at her thoughtfully, and casually tapped on the armrest of the sofa. Su Tang's scalp was numb for a while, and his slender knuckles seemed to touch her anxious heart.

After a while, he nodded indifferently and said, "Okay, I understand."

Su Tang met his phoenix eyes in a daze.

what do you know?

What the hell did I say? ?

However, Keigo Atobe ignored her blankness. He lifted his chin slightly and ordered: "After the training menu is modified, send me an email directly. If your analysis doesn't interfere, please send a photocopy of it and send it together. Is there any problem?"

Su Tang kept disconnecting, "No..."

"very good."

He nodded in satisfaction, he could finally take a shower after finishing his business, got up and went to the closet to take out his private clothes, then he seemed to remember something, paused for a while, and looked back at Su who was still sitting on the sofa Don.

Su Tang:?

Atobe Keigo nodded his tear mole, and asked meaningfully: "Do you want to stay here?"

Su Tang blinked and blinked, his eyes moved down, and he saw the white shirt in his hand and...

Su Tang:! ! !

"Oh oh oh, I, I, I, my phone are still holding back, I'll go find him!!"

The girl got up in a panic and picked up her notebook. Her curly long hair drew an arc in the air. She ran around the sofa like a rabbit in a panic and "swished" out.

Atobe Keigo:"……"

All right, understanding, intelligence, and transparency are all illusions, and they are still that stupid.