Draw a card? Draw a card? !

"It actually forced the soul of the No. [-] stadium to shoot at the right end. You guys in black coats are really capable."

Watching the match between Echizen Ryoma and high school student Yuduan off the field, Irie asked the people around him in admiration: "Are you right, Su...Susu?"

Su Tang was half a beat late, turned his head slowly, his expression was in a trance, his eyes were lifeless, and he spit out a word like a gossamer.

"……what?"

Irie couldn't hold back the snort, and was afraid that she would become angry from embarrassment, so he quickly cleared his throat and comforted her in a warm voice: "Cough, are you still thinking about it? It's okay Susu, Mr. Yukimura cares about you too."

Su Tangmu put on a face and sighed heavily.

"He wanted me to die socially."

"Hehe, that's not the case." Irie smiled subduedly, his eyebrows and eyes curved into two arcs, looking pure and considerate behind the round glasses.

He said briskly, "Kun Yukimura only asked us a few people, and he didn't let the whole training camp know."

Su Tang's expression was indescribable, her face twitched and shocked, and a huge question mark of confusion popped out of her eyes, and she jumped straight in front of Irie——

And you want the whole camp to know? !

"In Chiya's words," she asked with a serious expression, "what kind of devil are you?"

"Hahaha, just kidding, just kidding," Irie Fuka knew the truth of accepting when he saw a deal, and immediately waved his hand casually, "Watching the game - the right hand on the right end is known as the 'God's Domain', do you think this kid can break through?"

Su Tang has also been very tired for most of the day. Although it is too obvious to dislike entering the river and diverting the topic, she is still very happy to have something to divert her attention from "irrelevant" things.

Sure enough, only work will not let you down.

"Others don't know, but it's okay for this little devil."

The middle school teenagers who had been eliminated before made big moves at U-17 as soon as they got off the mountain. They wore brand-new black jackets to cover the tattered interior, picked up their rackets and took the initiative to challenge the No. [-] court.

Of course, "challenges" as they say.

The strength of the teenagers who crawled back from the hell-style training has greatly increased. The rest of the high school students on the second court have been beaten to pieces. A course other than No. [-] to balance the overall strength of the students.

Su Tang carefully recalled the information on the right. The so-called "God's Realm" means that his forehand is very strong, and the opponent cannot break through the area on his right.

In other words, the backhand is weak.

"However, it would be too naive to use such a simple backhand as a weakness to break through the defense on the right end." Irie commented with a slight smile.

As he said, Echizen Ryoma, as a person who directly hits the right end, can naturally detect the strangeness of his left and right hands, but no matter how hard he tries to hit the opponent's left area, the tennis ball will still fly to the right of the right end.

"The rotation is deliberately added, it's the same as the 'Tezuka Domain' mechanism..."

Su Tang rested his chin, analyzed the scene in front of him, raised his eyebrows suddenly, and said to Irie: "You have this 'naive' inference because you don't know about Echizen, look, he won't move his left hand to the right again. side fight."

"Oh?" Irie smiled knowingly, "Do you want to confront the 'Divine Realm'?"

Su Tang shrugged with a smile, but said nothing.

However, the game was obviously more exciting than both of them expected. Who would have thought that eight tennis balls were drawn from the right end.

And Echizen couldn't bear to show weakness, and after he was able to return the eight balls freely, he took the initiative to add another one.

With nine tennis balls flying around on the court, Su Tang was only curious about one thing.

"You usually train like this, where do you put the tennis balls?" she asked Irie.

Irie tilted his head in confusion, and said as a matter of course, "It's in the pocket."

Su Tang lowered his head subconsciously, glanced at the trouser pocket of his team uniform, and stretched out another fist, and compared it to Irijiang.

"Put ten tennis balls... in your pocket? Do you have a different dimension?" She raised her eyes and asked in surprise.

Irie smiled and patted her hand away, and said helplessly, "Are you stupid, and it's not in someone's pocket."

Su Tang shook his head in disbelief as he hugged his fist, which was a circle smaller than a tennis ball.

"Then it's impossible to put three tennis balls in one pocket? How can you not drum it? Will it not hinder you when you run?"

"Hmm..." This is hard to explain.

Irie propped his chin and pretended to be in thought, but a few seconds later, there was a sly look in his eyes, "Maybe it's because we are handsome enough, so everyone doesn't notice it at all."

Su Tang: "..."

Facing her speechless expression, the narcissistic curly short-haired boy nodded affirmatively, with a mysterious and firm smile on his face—yes, that's exactly what I said.

After Su Tang understood it, he turned his face away in disgust, and gave two perfunctory "hmmmm".

"All right, fine, you are handsome and you have the final say."

Anyway, killing nets have appeared, this is nothing, yes.

Su Tang closed his eyes to convince himself.

But speaking of killing the net...

"Are they coming back soon?" Su Tang calculated the date and asked uncertainly.

Although he didn't say who they were, Irie immediately understood what she meant, chuckled, and looked meaningfully at Oni and Tokugawa not far away.

"Yeah, the training camp is going to be lively."

Because of the appointment, as long as Echizen can break through the right defense with one ball, he will win. On the contrary, if he loses this game, the entire elimination group will be counted as a failure of the challenge.

However, it is true that the little prince of Maoyan rarely disappoints everyone's expectations, and You Duan's behavior of "letting the water" decisively admit defeat after being broken through the defense is also enough of the spirit of contract.

"Thank you." Echizen put away his racket, slightly curved the corners of his mouth, and a few strands of dark green hair came out of the hole in his hat happily.

"No." The cold expression on the right end was also a little softer before the game, "I wish you good luck."

"Ah, we won!! Ahead!" "Jinjiang..."

"Oishi!" "Uh... Eiji! Come down..."

"Senior Liu!" "It seems that you are doing well." "Puri~"

Shouts of surprise came and went, and Su Tang glanced around at the teenagers who were happily welcoming his teammates, smiled, and just as he was about to leave with Iri and the others, the phone rang a notification tone.

At the same time, Coach Kurobe's noble voice came from the broadcast in the center court:

"Everyone, here is an announcement. Due to changes in the situation, after discussion with the coaching staff, it has been decided to put the 27 junior high school students in the elimination group into Court No. [-], above."

"so……"

"Ahhh that's great!!"

"Hahaha! We can play together again!"

"Super invincible praise!!!"

The stadium that had been quiet for a moment was even more enthusiastically cheered after the announcement.

In the midst of this joy, Irito looked at Su Tang, who was staring at the phone with an unusually calm expression, as if he had sensed something, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"A meeting." Su Tang came back to his senses, said something concisely, and then shook his phone, "Sorry, I can't go with you, and you don't have to wait for me for dinner, just tell Zhongdao and the others for me, thank you ah!"

By the last sentence, people have already run away.

Irie looked at her back, stroked his chin thoughtfully.

At sunset, the orange-red afterglow reflected on the central court, covering all people and objects with a hazy and warm light.

"Hmph, really... Let us once again see the monster-level growth rate."

Atobe smiled and said, standing with one hand in his pocket at the front of the team on the third court, facing the eliminated companions on the opposite court across a low net.

"But it's really not pleasing to the eye. As soon as I came back, I climbed on my uncle's head and went to the second court? Ah, what's going on?"

"What's going on, we won the second field openly, and the winner is king!" Yuan Shan raised his fist and waved it with a smile.

Echizen looked at Atobe and his companions holding rackets behind him, raised his eyebrows with interest, "What do you mean?"

"It means, let's have a fight and see who is the real winner!" Kikumaru suggested excitedly.

Before Sanada and others in black uniforms could speak, they heard another gentle but provocative voice from the entrance of the stadium:

"But the people on the second court, the winning posture is really not very good."

Sanada and Liu heard the familiar voice and looked towards the entrance in unison.

The blue-purple-haired boy was leaning against the stands with his arms folded, his red and white coat was loosely draped over his shoulders, and his most commonly used green hairband was on his forehead.He looked at them with a sideways smile, and issued a unique invitation to the game, just like every time they trained together in the Lihai University Tennis Club.

This is a welcome ceremony belonging to Yukimura Seiichi.

Sanada unconsciously bent the corners of her mouth, her face soft.

"It's interesting, let's compare and see!" Haitang accepted the challenge without admitting defeat, and the faces of the others gradually ignited with excitement and fighting spirit.

Facing the setting sun, the teenagers ran and jumped on the court, wantonly swaying their youthful sweat.

And all of this is meticulously captured in the high-definition surveillance cameras.

"It's really energetic." Saito Ninja couldn't help shaking his head, "Aren't they tired just after going down the mountain?"

"Look at what you said," Su Tang tapped his toes hard, and slowly turned around with the swivel chair, "How can they get tired playing tennis?"

"It's possible that you'll be hungry for a while." She sighed pretendingly, and picked up the documents on the conference table again.

"Hahahaha, Susu, tell me, are you hungry?" Saito teased, pointing at her with his finger.

"No," Su Tang lied on the table and retorted weakly, "I don't want to eat now, just these materials..."

She spent at least half of the time today eating under the "supervision" of Chi Ye's brat, how could she be hungry.

"What happened to these materials?"

Su Tang looked at Teacher Kurobe with a look of lovelessness.

"Teacher, what do you mean, we will select 146 contestants from 10 students as the second army to challenge the No. the... winner?"

Kurobe looked intently at the student information scrolling on the big screen, and said calmly: "It can be understood in this way."

"But why?" Su Tang felt overwhelmed by this rule, "Why didn't you just tell everyone that you can challenge freely, or arrange the competition as a knockout round or a round robin?"

"Because this is the easiest way," Tuozhi put down the dumbbells, pulled up a towel to wipe the sweat from his neck, and said panting slightly, "Knockout matches or round-robin matches are too much trouble, we don't have that much time. And, more importantly... ..."

Tuozhi paused for a moment, his steady voice contained a hint of expectation and cruelty, "If they don't have the sense of being competitive and don't take the initiative to fight for it, then there is no need to waste time making so many plans for them."

Saito nodded with a smile.

"That's it."

Su Tang's astonished eyes wandered among the three teachers, then blinked, and said hesitantly: "So...the teachers actually have a plan, so someone should have chosen it already? They called me..."

Kurobe pointed directly at the pile of papers on the table with a pen, and said with a chuckle, "Be familiar with the students' information, and from your point of view, make a list of 20 people."

There were too many questions, Su Tang's lips moved slightly, and after opening and closing twice, she didn't know which one to ask first. After holding back for a long time, she raised two fingers and asked confusedly, "Twenty?"

"Yes, 20 people."

Saito's elegant smile was a little too bright. He stretched out his hand and pulled the microphone on the console, cleared his throat, turned on the switch and said, "Notice, today's practice is over. Please gather at the stand in front of you."

Su Tang heard two voices in his ears, one was the voice of Teacher Saito talking next to her, and the other was the voice of the radio coming into the house from the center court, and he was even more unclear.

"These twenty people, can't they be the numbers 1-20 of the corresponding first army?"

She vaguely guessed something, but she couldn't believe it, the teachers would really entrust her with such an important task?

But when Mr. Saito took her out with one hand and a loudspeaker in the other, and stood on the stand in front of the students to announce something important, she finally realized in a daze that this was not a joke——

"Tomorrow, the list of 146 strengthened selection personnel selected from the 20 players present will be announced. At that time, these people will start practicing on various dedicated courts, above."

"Strengthen the selection staff," Fuji thought while pinching his chin, "It seems that the training camp is coming to an end."

"What is the dedicated court?" Kirihara looked at Su Tang who was high up, trying to get a hint from her expression, but there was none.

Not only did he not, "Susu...why is she distracted?" He asked suspiciously.

Yukimura Seiichi glanced at the girl's expression lightly—pretending to be calm, keeping her eyes open and her lips pursed lightly, she knew that she was a little confused at the moment, presumably the coaches gave her another problem.

There was an imperceptible trace of a smile in his eyes.

Su Tang barely maintained a calm expression and stood behind Mr. Saito, listening to the discussions in the audience, but actually fell into a deep loss in his heart.

Strengthening the selection of personnel, isn't that the Second Army?

The 20 people selected are to compete against the No. [-] player of the first army.

The overseas expedition team is coming back?

Wait, let her choose? ? ?

The dizzy Su Tang followed Saito back to the central control room, and repeatedly confirmed with his notebook: "Are you really asking me to draw up the list? But I..."

"You can do it boldly, but in the end we will have to talk about it if we don't see it." Kurobe interrupted her softly with a cup of black tea, and said unquestionably, "And it's just for reference, you don't need to feel pressure."

Hearing these seemingly contemptuous words, Su Tang felt much less erratic and uneasy in his heart, and finally had a sense of being down-to-earth.

Yes, anyway, there are teachers checking it out!

What is she afraid of?It's time to test your ability!

No matter how bad it is, she is still loyal and honest... Ah no, the loyal and capable System Lord is always ready to answer the call!

"Okay, I'll do my best!"

In the field in front of the stands.

"Are the seniors still leaving?" Taocheng asked curiously.

Irie, Oni, and Tokugawa were talking together, when they heard the question, they turned their heads to look at the junior high school students who were two meters away.

Irie's attitude was more gentle, he smiled and waved his hands, "Well, I'll be leaving in a while."

Contrary to him, the ghost's expression was much more serious, and his already stern face was covered with a murderous aura, and he rushed straight at the juniors.

"Everyone prepared me mentally. This training camp... will become more brutal from tomorrow."

"Be... mentally prepared?" Taocheng was stunned by his expression, and repeated in a murmur.

Atobe couldn't help snorting, arrogant and fearless, "It's time like this, no matter how cruel it is, we can face it."

Tokugawa glanced at the high-spirited people, and rarely said a long series of words: "Compared with the game starting tomorrow, all this so far is nothing more than playing house and warming up. The hell-style training you have experienced It's easier than this."

"You actually said... warming up?" Haitang asked back in disbelief and surprise.

Irie didn't want to tell them so much in advance, but since one or two of his companions had already said it, he also reminded helplessly: "I didn't intend to scare you, but the next thing is to get real. You really have to do it." Be mentally prepared."

"Are you serious?" Yukimura folded his arms, looked in the direction of the central control room, his eyes darkened, and he smiled softly, "I'm looking forward to it."

Because of their attitude of "not knowing who is superior", the ghost's face became more tense, and said in a deep voice: "You don't understand the real horror of this training camp, that is..."

"Brother Gui, why are you scaring them?"

Su Tang, who came over with a lot of documents and a tablet, interrupted in a warm voice.

The ghost frowned at her, disapproving, but stopped talking.

Tanejima, who had been quietly watching the show in the distance, hurried over to smooth things over, "Well, well... Anyway, I'll find out tomorrow."

Su Tang nodded with a smile, and softly persuaded the ghost: "They don't know anything, and you can't go into too much detail. Instead of making them uneasy by saying something specious, it's better to let them maintain their momentum. "

Irijiang also agreed, nodded and said, "Susu makes sense."

"What are you talking about, Susu?" Qieyuan couldn't help asking, looking left and right.

With both hands full, Su Tang could only shrug his shoulders and said in a secret way: "You will know tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, let's go eat quickly." Without waiting for other people to continue asking questions, she hurriedly urged, "It's mountain climbing and competition, aren't you tired?"

Seeing that they really didn't get any usable news from the seniors, everyone looked at each other and slowly dispersed.Qieyuan wanted to ask in private while everyone was gone, but was stopped by Liu Lian'er again.

"Senior Liu?"

The brown-haired boy glanced at Yukimura who deliberately stayed at the end, slightly hooked his lips, held his junior by the collar, and asked lightly in his ear: "Do you want to disturb the minister's relationship?"

What?

Qieyuan poked his head out, glanced quietly at Su Tang, and immediately retracted his neck, laughing.

"Ha, haha... Well, Senior Liu, are you hungry? I'll take you to the cafeteria to eat, eat... How delicious is the training camp... Ah yes! And Vice Minister Sanada! Let's go find the deputy Minister, let's go!"

Su Tang, who was watching everything: "..."

To be honest, she felt embarrassed for Chi Ye.

But after everyone left...

The embarrassing person seemed to have become herself, huh.

"Ahem!" Su Tang pretended to cough twice, flipped through the documents in his arms, and reminded the person who blocked her way that she was very busy.

"Is there anything else? If there is no urgent matter... let's talk about it tomorrow?"

There was a bit of hope unconsciously in her voice, but although Yukimura looked soft, he stood in front of her and said firmly: "There is something."

"Very important?"

"Very important."

Facing his tough attitude, Su Tang moved his feet, moved his body, turned to him sideways and pretended to ask naturally: "Then tell me, what's the matter?"

Yukimura chuckled lightly at her vigilant behavior, took the pile of documents and her tablet from her hand very naturally, and tilted his head to indicate the way ahead, with a gentle and low voice.

"Send you back to the dormitory."

Su Tang: "..."

Fuck, are you doing this with me?

Doesn't work!I tell you!

"you……"

She grabbed Kong Luoluo's hand, pinched the corner of her clothes, blinked in panic, and looked down for a reason, "I, I won't go back to the dormitory, I'm hungry."

As soon as the words were spoken, Su Tang inexplicably felt that he was about to suffer.

Sure enough, as soon as he looked up, he saw Yukimura's meaningful eyes fell on her lower abdomen, and he didn't move away for a long time.

???

Su Tang felt that she had never been so embarrassed as now. She was empty-handed now, and she couldn't block it if she wanted to, so she gritted her teeth and forced out a word.

"... Then I will sue you for being a hooligan."

"Sorry," Yukimura looked directly at her fox eyes glistening with anger, smiled without apology, and said something meaningful in a gentle tone.

"Akaya's words... Heh, it's a bit brainwashing."

He even suggested politely and thoughtfully: "And I thought Susu you had eaten enough today... I guessed it was wrong, so let's go to the restaurant to eat now, it's not good to be hungry, I heard that today the chef made a fish soup Very...Susu?"

Su Tang was so irritable that he couldn't listen anymore, he grabbed his things with his hands, and walked quickly towards the dormitory, only leaving behind a low growl from embarrassment.

"Go and eat by yourself!"

"..."

Yukimura didn't chase after him, and watched the slender back, his smile deepened, he touched a red mark on the back of his hand that was accidentally scratched by her fingernails, and couldn't help sticking it on his lips and muttering to himself.

"Ah, I accidentally provoked you too much..."

The first thing Su Tang did when he returned to the dormitory was to run into the bathroom and wash his face, staring at the girl with red ears in the mirror, hating iron for nothing.

You are blushing!

you forgot you...

Su Tang closed his eyes and took a deep breath, forcing himself not to think about those things. The cold drops of water flowed down his cheeks, and "Bada, Batta" fell into the water basin, knocking back her sanity.

She still has to work.

Yes, and work...

The system went online in a low voice: "Actually, Susu, you don't need to put yourself..."

"To shut up."

Su Tang interrupted it in a cold voice, and clasped his fingers firmly on the white tiles. It took a long time before he opened his eyes and softened his expression.

"Sorry, Brother Ka..." She curled her lips wearily, "I don't want to think about those things for now."

The system was silent for a while, then changed its tune and said, "Then let's get down to business."

"Well, tell me." Su Tang pulled a towel and applied it to his face, and the voice came out muffled, as if crying.

The system turned a deaf ear and continued: "Psychologically speaking, falling in love can help..."

"You should talk about something else."

Su Tang "baji" threw the towel and rolled his eyes.