don't make iceberg laugh

The orange-yellow ball crossed the low net and landed under the desperate eyes of the opposite German athlete. It rolled a few times on the spot, stopped jumping up, but slowly stopped.

Perfect zero chip.

After a few seconds of silence, the stadium with tens of thousands of people erupted into astonishing cheers.

The German couldn't stop the tendency of running to save the ball. After the ball hit the ground, he let his exhausted body fall on the grassy grass, his face was covered with beads of sweat. He stared blankly at the British In the clear sky, gasping for breath, he has not recovered from the fierce Wimbledon championship match.A figure blocked the sun, and he wiped off his sweat and looked at that person.

There was a rare smile on the face of the man who was always calm and calm, and the German said in a calm and serious tone when he heard that he had defeated himself, "It was a wonderful game, we all tried our best .”

The German was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and replied word by word, "Tezuka Kunimitsu, I will remember this name. As an opponent, I respect you! We will meet again, next year I will be on this grass beat you."

Tezuka was silent, ignoring everyone's shouts, his brows were habitually tightened, his eyes looked at the Germans, but he seemed to be looking at other places, and it took a long time before he slowly replied, "No, I will not set foot on this land again next year."

The German was dumbfounded, "Are you kidding me? Japanese humor? You won't play Wimbledon again!"

Tezuka stood up, walked a few steps outside the court, but stopped again, his tone was always cold and solemn, "We will meet again at the US Open at the end of August."

×××

Everyone who stayed up all night watching the finals was all excited when they heard that the champion was Tezuka Kunimitsu.

Taocheng grinned grinningly, "Ah, the minister is really amazing, this is already the third championship, as long as he wins the US Open at the end of next month..."

Kikumaru quickly answered, "That means it's a grand slam!" After he finished speaking, he threw himself on Fuji and bent Fuji, but he didn't realize it, and smiled to himself, saying, "That's right, Tezuka won again! He will definitely win the Grand Slam!"

Buer smiled helplessly, "Yes..." The pride of their Qingxue.

In the other corner of the living room, the girls were as excited as the boys.Every time there is a Tezuka match, Satomi will come from Kanagawa to watch with Runa. This is already the third championship, and finally only the US Open is the last of the four major tournaments.She exaggeratedly wiped Runa's face with a tissue, while pretending to be about to cry, "Runa! Don't be so moved to cry~ You can finally get married, right?"

Runa smiled and pushed her, "You're the one who cried, and you're the one who can't get married!"

Sato Juri said with a smile, "Don't be shy, who can't sleep because of insomnia every time on the eve of the finals?"

Runa pretended to be stupid, "Is it true?"

Buer, who was sitting and shot, looked over helplessly, "Sangli..."

Hasegawa Natsuki, who had been silent all this time, suddenly had eyes sparkling, "Fuji, are you really so nervous that you can't sleep? Could it be that Tezuka's proposal to marry Ruina is just a cover?"

Buer's blue eyes opened, with a slight smile on his face, "...I don't mind discussing this issue with you after I get home, and you know better than anyone else whether I can sleep or not?"

Natsuki Hasegawa's blood flowed backwards, her whole face was as red as a tomato, she gritted her teeth and said, "Fuer Zhousuke!"

Kikumaru asked, "Why Hasegawa knows better, Fuji, can't you feel that you are sleeping?"

Oishi had some stomach pains, "Eiji, mind your own business..."

Well, speaking of it, at a certain time that Ruina didn't know, Fuji's big-bellied black actually subdued that rotten girl Hasegawa Natsuki.As soon as Ruina knew about it, she went to question Xia Xi. She deliberately said with a straight face that it was Buer who forced her, but Buer smiled slightly and said, "I just think that the way you want to attract my attention is still as clumsy as in junior high school." , and we are not too young, so we won’t tease you.”Ruina was really curious about these two people, so she went to ask Gan, and Gan flipped through the data record book of junior high school, and said that in his data, Hasegawa Natsuki started to like Fuji Shusuke when he was in junior high school, not in junior high school. Zhou Zhu started to like her in the second year of junior high school.

As for the reason, dry said there was not enough data.

About liking this kind of feeling, sometimes it is so inexplicable and without reason.

Ruina recalled the sporadic clips of Fuji and Natsuki that she had seen.Fuji was not angry or embarrassed about her "Tsuka Fuji Theory", but there was a little helplessness in his eyes. At that time, he thought that Fuji had a too good temper, but now that he thinks about it, he is not.It's just some complicated emotions in it, the person involved should understand it better.

In short, looking at Xia Xi, who is always pretending to be deep and calm, her whole face flushed, but she clenched her teeth, Ruina really wanted to laugh so hard, she couldn't hold back, and laughed until the corners of her eyes couldn't bear it anymore. Wet with tears.

Satomi wiped the corners of her eyes with paper, and said slowly, "Is she really crying? It's too hypocritical."

"I'm a little overjoyed."

His eyes were a little blurry, the handsome and tall man on the TV screen was holding the trophy, even if he won the championship, he couldn't tell how happy he was, and he still had an iceberg face.But...it's great, he's one step closer to realizing his dream.

And she became the luckiest person who could stand by his side and watch him climb to the top step by step.

×××

Betty, Tezuka's manager in the club, was so happy. If she hadn't been afraid of Tezuka's air-conditioning, she would have jumped up and hugged Tezuka fiercely and kissed him a few times.

Tezuka put the trophy in the storage glass cabinet, where there are already two trophies.

Betty has the cheerful atmosphere unique to German women, she patted Tezuka's shoulder, "Tezuka, why don't you look happy?"

Tezuka adjusted his glasses, "Don't be too flamboyant."

"Cut~ it's because the face is necrotic and you can't smile." Betty muttered to herself, facing this iceberg face, she suddenly felt that it was really a foolish thing for her to smile like a fool by herself.

Tezuka locked the glass cabinet, and there was a sudden movement. He frowned slightly, pressed the elbow of his left hand with his right hand, and quickly moved away.

Betty remembered something, and looked serious, "Tezuka, you told me last time that if you win the grand slam this time, you will quit the professional network, is it serious?"

"Yes." Tezuka didn't hesitate.

"What if the US Open loses?"

Tezuka thought for a while, "Then I will work hard for another year. As long as I work hard, I can avoid mistakes next year."

Betty sighed, "There is still a whole year before you sign the contract with the club, that is to say, if you want to withdraw from the club this year, you will be charged liquidated damages."

Tezuka looked away and looked at the drizzle in England outside the window, "Then deduct it from the competition prize money."

"You..." Betty gasped, "You're as stubborn as a rock! It's still the kind you put in the refrigerator!"

"what."

"What kind of response is this?! It's only been four years since you joined the professional network at the age of [-]. You still have a lot of time to spend on the professional network. Maybe you can get the second Grand Slam, the third indivual……"

Tezuka turned his eyes back to Betty's face, and said firmly, "I thought so before, but I can't deny that for me, tennis is not the most important thing in my life."

Last year, Ruina suddenly fainted at home, and she was the only one in the empty house.He was far away overseas, and he even found out about her admission to the hospital through her best friend. He hurried back to Japan and stayed by her hospital bed without daring to close his eyes, waiting for her to wake up.She finally woke up, and the first sentence he saw was a weary question, Guoguang, why are you back, how can you leave training.

It was also at that moment that he made this decision.

Betty didn't want to argue with him anymore, so she waved her hand, "Forget it, you won't be able to keep you if you insist. Then at the US Open at the end of next month, let's draw the best end to your short professional career."

"must."

Tezuka caressed his left elbow, where there had been a slight pain since just now, he repeated silently in his heart: definitely.

×××

After Wimbledon, Tezuka had a week off to relieve stress.

Ruina knew about this short vacation before Wimbledon, and Tezuka did indeed say that he would return to Japan.However, after the game, when she sent an e-mail to inquire, Tezuka sent an e-mail back late, saying that she did not want to relax too much and wanted to stay in Germany to adjust the state of the game.

There is a slight sense of loss in my heart. After the successive French Open and Wimbledon matches, they haven't seen each other for nearly three months.Occasionally, I can chat through video chats, but this is only a meager sense of comfort.

Knowing that it was nine o'clock in the evening in Germany, Ruina distressedly made an international call to Tezuka, while imagining the numbers on the phone bill she would receive next month.

After a few beeps in the receiver, someone answered the phone. It was not the familiar cold voice, but a gentle female voice, speaking Japanese, "Hello."

Ruina was stunned for a moment, looked at the number, and made sure she had dialed the right number. She tentatively asked, "Is Tezuka Kunimitsu there?"

"Ah, he might still be at the club now... Guoguang? What a coincidence, someone just called you, and you came back..."

Hang up the phone with a snap.

Immediately distraught.

It turns out that the intimate title of "Guoguang" does not belong to her alone