Congratulations to the king of the net for capturing a genius

更新时间2015-1-1210：13：28字数：2375

The little prince who was soaked in the light seemed to be a different person.The speed of the ball is so fast that it cannot be detected by the naked eye, the precise and powerful strokes, the high jump and the powerful stagnation deeply shocked the audience.

"6-4! Youth Academy! Echizen Ryoma!"

(Fans of the little prince are not allowed to take photos~~~ I love the master so I won’t write the detailed process of the little prince’s counterattack, please relish the OVA by yourself)

When the referee announced the result, everyone burst into screams and cheers in an instant.What they witnessed was a piece of history, the starting point of the birth of a new tennis superstar, the place where a dark horse performed miracles, and also... the ending of a myth of a king.

"Echizen!" "Echizen!" Everyone from Qingxue climbed over the railing of the stands one by one and jumped down, rushed to the field, hugged and threw up the dark green haired boy.Even after experiencing such a legendary reversal and victory again, Fuji still feels his blood burning like——

Won!I won!

All the previous rewritings did not affect this one, the amazing victory they had been looking forward to.

Many years later, recalling it is only a moment of relief and warmth, but at the age of fourteen or fifteen, it is the importance and crazy enthusiasm that runs through the whole life.Because I was young, a victory was so beautiful and earth-shattering, and the friendship was so sincere that it touched people's hearts. Afterwards, I went my separate ways, but because of a small ball, I will remember the incomparable warmth and emotion.

"Hey, let's go, Tezuka, we are number one in Japan now."

Then I saw Tezuka's faint smile. "Tezuka, you can actually smile like this?" Opening his blue eyes, Fuji's smile stretched out and was clean.In memory, such Tezuka, such everyone, is really rare.

"Cough. Just pretend you didn't see it, Fuji." "Too naive, Tezuka." Gan raised the video camera and secretly filmed that scene.

Qingxue here is the long-awaited excitement and excitement, but the people in Lihai on the other side are another world. "Congratulations, Echizen-kun." After a short period of daze, trance, and disbelief, he put on a smile, seemingly disappointed, and relieved as if the dust had settled. reach out. "If there is a chance, let's play against each other again." "Yeah, next time, let's play a happy tennis game."

There is no three-in-a-row hegemony, no glory of the king, and no myth of the son of God.

It's just Yukimura Seiichi, playing with you.Will it feel different?

"it is good."

Standing on the altar for too long, he maintains the legend of pride, but also fears such invincible emptiness.

No one can beat you.

He didn't know how high he was standing, and he couldn't judge how far the people behind him were from him.Fame is also a burden.

As he held on tightly, he was exhausted physically and mentally.

This game brought out all his most painful and darkest memories, the despair of falling in the corridor, his fingers clinging to the wall, feeling the coldness from his fingertips to the bottom of his heart.He had complained like that, shouted hoarsely, and used his despair and coldness to construct a cruel hell, intending to lock his opponents into it, and then step on that purgatory to achieve his undefeated legend.

However, he forgot that tennis is just tennis.

Companions behind you, dreams ahead, opponents in front of you, happiness in your hands.

That's something more important than the pain.

Many years later, when the cruel and cold boy in the past grew into a gentle man, he just laughed when he recalled the disaster that almost wiped out all the happiness in his life.Fortunately, he understands that the most irreversible failure in life is not knowing how to stand up from a failure, kneeling on the ground forever waiting for mercy, and looking forward to the impossible time turning back.He is the king, even if he fails, he must have the courage and demeanor to admit it, and then prepare to climb to the top next time.

At that time, he already understood that the so-called happiness is to know that there are so many injustices and imperfections in this world, but still love it deeply.

What's more, he is actually very lucky. He is alive and has grasped the happiness he wants step by step.

Behind Yukimura is all the staff of Lihai.Little kelp was already sobbing and crying uncontrollably.

"Sorry, everyone." He lost.Three consecutive hegemony, finally missed.This was the first time he lost in his country, but he also lost the creed he had always adhered to.

A power that does not tolerate defeat, an order that absolutely must win.At the last moment, they were suddenly vulnerable.

When seeing the most important companion, the feeling of being slightly sad, sighing in a trance, and nostalgic suddenly surged up, regretful and bitter, but with warm ripples that seemed to be absent.

"Minister Yukimura..." Kirihara sobbed, "I'm so touched!"

"Then you don't have to cry like that, do you?"

Sanada walked up in front of him, with a faint smile on his usual cold and serious face, and handed him a towel.That look.Everyone.It is not minding, it is relaxation, it is warmth, it is the true mood of regret but no regret and no pain.It's just a little sad and a little bit lost, but we tried our best and played the most exciting game.

Their summer is over.

The sweat on the playground and the elongated figures in the sunset are not just talking about it.

Not only the championship trophy is suitable for the brave,

The tears of regret may be just as worthwhile.

Yukimura smiled lightly, with a rare undisguised warmth and peace: "The national competition is finally over. We can go home." Yes, no matter what the result is, it is finally over.Even though he thought it was impossible to lose in the past—or in other words, he never thought he would lose, but the moment the proud cat-eyed boy defeated him, he heard a broken sound—it was the dream of the three-in-a-row champion, but Also undefeated heavy load.

"The banquet is over, let's go." Atobe's elegant and magnetic voice uttered this sentence proudly, and then left the venue first.Watching the finals is because it is worth watching, and it is also to witness history, but it does not mean that he wants to participate in the happiness of Qingxue—hmph, if you beat this uncle, you should win!

"It's still the same as before." Seeing the figure of Atobe leaving the field, Ninzuzu, who was a little stunned and then laughed, shrugged at Xiang Ri——Okay, our king is gone, so let's follow.

"Standing there next year will be our St. Rudolph." Standing in the stands, Guanyue looked at the four teams below who were accepting awards - the national semi-finals, with her fingers wrapped around her black slightly curly hair, and said proudly. ——"But Senior Guanyue, you are in the third grade now, and you won't be here next year." Fujio Yuta couldn't help complaining.

"What did you just say?"

"No, no, nothing."

After Shanbuki's Sengoku and Dan Taiyi said their blessings, they quickly ran to find his "lucky" peach blossom luck.

Fudofeng had already left the venue, discussing happily about going to eat.

The teenagers in Liujiao discussed going to a picnic.

A group of people in Higa are rushing to the station with snacks in their hands, preparing to rush back to Okinawa...

The national competition is over.

All teenagers have a happy and beautiful life, no matter they win or fail.It's just a game, even if it may be the most important game since they were born, it is still not enough to shake the joy of youth in a large part of their lives.

Tennis is fun, and so is life.

Those who understand may not necessarily be able to stand taller, but they can find more happiness along the way.