cotton candy boy playing tennis

It was the first time for Kise to act alone with the seniors, and he was very excited along the way. His excited voices were all in the car, "Senior Yukimura..." "Senior Nioh..." "Senior Kirihara..." "Bai Lan SAMA,..."...

That's right, Bai Lan has already been promoted to "Bryan SAMA" among the first-year juniors and second-year peers except Kirihara.

This title was first called by Kise. At that time, Kise, who had just become the quasi-president, was assigned to Bailan and Nioh Dai. The first-year silly Baitian was manipulated into lawlessness by two foxes. Then one day, he suddenly started calling. "Prynne SAMA" too.

At that time, when the third-year seniors heard this name for the first time, they made fun of it, but when everyone called it that, there were some black lines, but at this time There is no way to stop it.

As long as you think about it, when other schools hear this name in future competitions, they will think that Lihai University Tennis Club has some special hobbies.Several seniors felt a headache: If I knew it earlier, I would have corrected it in time...

Several people from Lihai University sat on the school bus. Except for Kise who had never been here before and Kirihara who got lost every day, the other eight people got closer to the training camp and felt that this place was very familiar.

The school bus stopped at the gate of the training camp, and several people got off with their luggage.

Marui blew a bubble, "No way! This place is not..." He looked at Nioh as he spoke.

Nioh pulled his pigtails and looked around, "puri~ That's right, the place where Coach Mifune trains should be in the back mountain."

Several others also agreed with Nioh's words.

"Hit—?!" Kirihara was stunned, "Are we going to be trained by that grumpy old man?"

When everyone walked to the door, Bai Lan glanced at the monitors next to the door and on the surrounding trees, smiled and said nothing.

The serious-looking iron door opened automatically, and everyone walked in.

Walking to a nearby tennis court, everyone in Lihai heard the sound of hitting a ball, so they walked over.

It turned out that Qingxue was being embarrassed by the two U-17s. Seeing that Yukimura was silent, Bailan looked thoughtfully at the clothes on the two high school students, and raised the corners of his mouth in amusement.

Yukimura, who was at the front, suddenly figured out something. He turned around and asked, "Did everyone bring the sportswear that Coach Mifune gave us?"

Bai Lan nodded as expected, "I brought it~~~Xiao Chi also brought it~~~"

"Too? I didn't bring it, Bai Lan!" Qieyuan was full of doubts.

"At that time~ didn't you say that your backpack was too full to hold clothes?~~So your sportswear is always with me~I brought it for you~~~" Bai Lan explained.

"Ah!" Kirihara was full of joy, "It's really thanks to you!"

Yukimura shook his head with a smile, and asked the others, "What about you? Have you brought it?"

"Jingshi, I brought it."

"Minister, I brought it too."

"..."

"Before I set off, I happened to see this sportswear, and I put it on by accident. It's so strange!" Marui muttered.

The nine people who had clothes all wore this sportswear at the same time. Yukimura raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It seems that we still have a tacit understanding. It's getting more and more interesting!"

Said, Yukimura no longer watched the game on the field, he turned and left, and everyone tacitly did not disturb Qingxue and the others.

When we came to the central court, there were scattered players on the court, and there was a row of people in black clothes holding laptops to make records on the sidelines.This kind of training atmosphere makes people want to get serious, and everyone in Lihai is eager to try.

Kirihara couldn't help sighing, "It's amazing! It's all state-of-the-art equipment! I really want to play here!"

"When we come here, we will fight on our own, but no matter where we are, we will have no dead ends in Lihai!" Xingmura faced the crowd with high spirits, and the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with awe-inspiring fighting spirit, "We will temporarily disband. Let’s gather again in the final selection list! I hope everyone can go all out!”

"Yes!"

"Jingichi, long time no see! You really can boost morale!" Atobe put his hands in his pockets, "However, our Ice Emperor will not be inferior, right, Huadi?"

"WUSI"

"Next, let's compare..."

"Ah, Marui-kun!" Akutagawa, who was sleepy in the car, suddenly woke up, interrupted Atobe's declaration of war, and then a tiger rushed towards Marui.

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"Hehe." Yukimura teased with a smile, "Your members are still as cute as ever, Xiaojing~"

"Hmph╭(╯^╰)╮" Atobe squinted at the unfamiliar little sheep, and said angrily, "No matter where you are, my magnificence will always shine on you common people!"

"WUSI" Huachi echoed blankly.

Bearing his feet and supporting his forehead, "Xiaojing, are you being arrogant?"

"Yushi Ninzu, don't call me such an unglamorous name!"

……

While talking, other schools also came to the center court one after another, and Bai Lan heard a conversation in the court.

"Poor junior high school students, you have to experience defeat at a young age."

"Do you still care about other people?"

Then, the horn on the monitor sounded, "Chatting is prohibited on the 13th court, and Murata is relegated to the 14th court!"

"Yes Yes!"

"It seems~ the management here is very strict~~~" Bai Lan said casually.

"That's right, that's right, so strict." Huang Lai was a little worried, he was originally a lively and cheerful person, if he was not allowed to speak, it would be fatal.

Sanada, on the other hand, seemed quite satisfied with this management method, "That's the way it should be, don't slack off during training!"

After all the junior high school students arrived one after another, a man with black half-long hair walked out from the balcony next to the stadium. He was wearing a white suit and looked quite classic, but his expression was very stern.

"I am U-17's tactical director, Yukio Kurobe."

"This time, during the expedition of 20 first-tier players to South Korea, we selected 50 junior high school students and 246 second-tier players to train together."

"Perhaps all high school students are not convinced by this, but as far as I know, the level of junior high school tennis is constantly improving recently."

"Everyone! Let's learn from each other!"

"The goal is to improve the overall strength of the U-17 Japanese national team!"

"It's just that the head coach asked me to tell everyone..."

Coach Kurobe paused and continued: "The number of 300 seems to be too much."

Then a lot of tennis balls fell from the helicopter in the sky, and the people from Lihai University subconsciously caught the balls, but on the contrary, the high school students were dodging the tennis balls that hit them everywhere.

After seeing everyone's performance, Coach Kurobe turned around and said, "He said he would throw 250 balls, and the 46 people who didn't catch the ball disappeared immediately!"

After hearing Coach Kurobe's words, the high school students panicked immediately, and they scrambled to grab the remaining tennis balls.

And Bai Lan and Kirihara looked at each other, smiled tacitly, and started to grab the ownerless tennis ball at the same time.

Seeing the performance of the two, Kise jumped up excitedly, "Are Bailan SAMA and Kirihara-senpai competing? I want it too! I want it too!" As he spoke, he also joined the army of grabbing the ball.

"What!? How can the game be without me! I want to play too!" Toyama Kintaro also started to grab the ball, and even pocketed it with his leopard-print vest.

"Hahaha——how could there be no Bingdi in the game!" Xiang Ri turned over on his side, and began to grab the ball that hadn't landed yet by virtue of his height.

The ball was quickly over. The junior high school students had a great harvest. The high school students were dumbfounded that they didn't get the ball.

Gan pushed his glasses, then patted the shoulders of the two who had just made things difficult for them, and pointed to the only tennis ball left on the ground.

The high school students who didn't catch the tennis ball rushed over immediately, but the tennis ball was kicked up by a small stone, and then fell into the hands of Echizen who had just rushed back from the United States.

Qingxue's small pillar has been baptized in the United States during this period of time, and his momentum is even more amazing. His eyes are still the same. He greeted: "Hello, everyone——"