[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

In early October, Yukimura got good news from the doctor when he went to the hospital for a follow-up visit.His recovery state has completely exceeded expectations. Even the attending doctor who knows Yukimura's physique and rehabilitation level laments that he can completely recover from this terminal athlete's disease. Perhaps this young man is really a miraculous "son of God".

"On the day of your game, I happened to take a break to watch it, Yukimura-kun." The man smiled and looked at him, "I was worried about whether your recovery status would affect the game, but sure enough, you will not disappoint in any way."

Yukimura shook his head and looked at him gratefully, "It is the doctor's hand that can take my life back from the hands of death. This man has been patiently telling himself what to do since he was admitted to the hospital. He even changed his antipathy towards the hospital a little bit, "Xiaotie also came that day."

The man was a little surprised, "Although I'm not his doctor, I've seen the kid a few times. How is he doing now?"

"It's as energetic as before, and I look good. I heard that I can go to school next year." Yukimura's heart is full of tenderness when he thinks of the boy, "I am very lucky to meet so many people who support me during the six months of hospitalization. .”

The man looked at his soft smiling face and sighed in his heart, obviously you are the strongest child, but you always keep other people's kindness in your heart.He has been a doctor for half his life, and countless patients let him see various stories.But from the first time he saw this boy, he felt that this boy was different.

Perhaps it is precisely because I can always see the happy smiles of patients that I will persevere in this industry.

"Your tennis is unique, Yukimura-kun." The man looked at the tennis bag on his back, "Be careful not to get hurt easily. I'm your fan!"

The blessing and appreciation from the other party's eyes made Yukimura a little shy but also very moved.He still has nothing to repay this doctor. Perhaps the most important thing he should do is to cherish this healthy body for the rest of his life.

He bowed deeply to the man, but got a generous and loving hug when he parted.

"You are about the same age as my son, but you have endured too many things." The man touched his head, "The communication with your family has given me more confidence in you. I was raised by such a gentle person Children must be beautiful and strong inside."

"Yukimura-kun, you are the toughest kid I've ever seen, and I'm proud of you."

Obviously not relatives, but Yukimura saw the warmth of his father in the man's eyes.He lowered his head, blinked, and took back the mist in his eyes.

Until he got on the tram back to Kanagawa, he still played back the doctors and nurses who accompanied him during the six months of admission to the hospital in his mind.He used to be full of fear there, and even felt that the doctors who could cure diseases were like wizards.But those people accompanied him patiently, endured his willfulness and stubbornness, adjusted his gloomy temper, and were gentle and peaceful when he put on a face... They let themselves slowly accept the magic of this castle, and made his body heavy rejuvenate.

The birth of medicine by mankind is indeed the greatest miracle.

With his arm on his chin, he looked out of the window with a smile on his face, even when he got off the bus at the arrival station and walked towards the school, he was still in high spirits.

"Little Xingcun?"

A familiar voice came from behind him.Yukimura turned his head, and the boy who walked quickly to him from outside the subway station was almost two heads taller than him, "Are you not in school at this time?"

"Senior Maori, have you skipped training again?"

Yukimura smiled back and asked, he hadn't seen this senior for a while, and he heard that he participated in the high school rookie competition at the beginning of the month... "I haven't congratulated you yet, you won the rookie competition."

Mouri's ears were a little red, and he patted Yukimura's back with a smile, "It's been a long time, you are a junior but you are rewarding praise." He looked at Yukimura's expression, and he was completely relieved, "Recently How's the status?"

"It's much better than during the whole war. I just came back from a follow-up visit in Tokyo, and I'm completely fine. After that, I promise to gradually increase the intensity of training to fully recover. What about you? I heard that the state was not very good during the Guanzhan period?"

"Ah... well, it's a bit of a bottleneck. It's completely fine now, thank you for worrying." Mao Li scratched his head a little embarrassedly. It seems that this junior doesn't know that he often goes to see him for rehabilitation. Well, it's better not to say anything. .He suddenly remembered the reason why he went out, thought about Yukimura's training menu when he was still in the middle school, and asked, "Xiaoyukimura, did you already know the training mode of the national team's junior team training camp?"

Yukimura looked sideways into his eyes, "Have you received the invitation, Mori-senpai?"

Mao Li sighed, "Sure enough, there is nothing I can hide from you, no wonder our training is so hell." He took out a letter from the pocket of his tennis bag, shrugged, "It seems to be similar to the junior high school student. It's the same for Jr's selection and accommodation, but this one is too formal..."

Yukimura smiled, "There are some news that even the heads of the schools would not know, I just pried it out from the mouths of some seniors." It happened that those seniors took good care of themselves, and he also had an acquaintance in the circle... …

He glanced at the name on the airmail, and had a bit of anticipation for the future of this senior.

"Senior Maori, you should have been selected because you won the rookie competition. Maybe you will see a lot of incredible people after you enter the training camp."

"Hirazen and the others will definitely be there, and that guy named Moonlight Ochi..." Mao Li gritted his teeth.

"Why, there is still no way to deal with mental attacks?"

Maori glanced at him unhappily, "What can I do? In this world, there are mental power players like you, and there are players like me who are easily attacked by mental power."

Yukimura shook his head, "Resistance can be trained, Senior Maori, don't use your aptitude as an excuse, it's just an escape." He looked at the tall boy beside him frowning unhappily, smiled and comforted him, "If If you can play doubles with a spiritual player, maybe you will get used to it soon."

"Let me go..." Maori sighed, "Your premonitions are always terribly accurate."

They talked about this and returned to the stadium in the middle of the country. It was rare to see Maoli again. Several teenagers surrounded him to say hello to him, and the children of the younger generation also looked at him curiously.

Yukimura noticed a few second graders he intended to train, turned his head and said to Mouri, "Since you are here, help me train the juniors." He called out the names of two people, Suga Kashima, who were about the same height as Yukimura The two teenagers came over.

"You were not very present during the joint training, so you probably didn't pay attention to these two people. Suga is a mental power player with a high break rate and very strong insight. The current technical training has achieved results. If you want to get used to mental power competitions, He's a good opponent." Yukimura pointed to another one, "Kashima is a surfer, I would like you to point out his footwork."

Maori nodded, looked at the younger generation who looked a little nervous and smiled, "Well, don't worry so much, I will show mercy."

"It's not because of you." King Ni smiled from the sidelines, "It's the greatest pressure to have Xingcun watching them practice."

"Nioh." Yukimura stopped his jokes, "Senior Mori offered to help, how can you make him unhappy?" He glanced at the two juniors who were smiling relaxedly, and turned to touch Nioh Mao Li of the little braid said, "Don't be merciless, treat the opponent as me to compete, they have long been accustomed to high-intensity pressure."

"...When did I take the initiative to come to help?" Mao Li sighed again, and he would never be able to refuse in front of this person, "Come on, at least I want to find some dignity as a senior from you."

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It was already half a month after Yukimura learned from the head of the high school department that Mori had asked for leave to go to the camp. It was probably a few days after Maori returned to the middle of the country to teach the younger generation. Such an unusual time made Yukimura a little curious.Generally speaking, those who are usually invited will not be on such scattered dates, unless the training camp has some other goals and needs new candidates to adjust...

He didn't send an email to Maori to inquire. He also knew that the other party would be very busy, so he just patiently adjusted his training intensity and gave instructions to the juniors for the next year's training.

At the end of October, the Tennis Department received an invitation letter.The content of the letter was not much different from Yukimura's expectations. During the club meeting, he passed the letter to his teammates for reading, and remembered the email he received from Mr. Tsuruoka a few days ago.

If this is just a training camp for the national team's alternate junior team, then in theory, junior high school students should never be allowed to participate.Even Mr. Tsuruoka didn't disclose the reason for the special training that allowed them to jump from JR to this level this year.For the first time, Yukimura was not sure about the unknown, and he didn't even have a clue about what they would encounter later, which made him more curious and excited.

Being able to keep it secret to such an extent, maybe this training camp will be even more remarkable than I imagined.As an intensive training for postoperative recovery, it seems that I can look forward to it.

After the training, everyone went home. They didn't know that Sanada, who stayed in the club room, was sitting next to Yukimura and listening to him on the phone.

"...Okay, I see. Thank you very much."

Yukimura put down his phone and turned his head, his lover who was propping up the table with one hand was staring at him without blinking.

"what happened?"

"No, I just feel that your seriousness has never changed." Sanada pursed her lips, was caught straight, and turned her head unnaturally.

Yukimura smiled and looked back at him with raised eyebrows, "I used to be more frank, but now I don't usually look directly at me."

Sanada's ears turned red, "Those guys always make jokes without measure, I don't want to embarrass you."

Yukimura laughed, "There will be more acquaintances around us in a few days, don't you want to always mind other people's eyes?" He stretched out his hand to hold Sanada's wrist, and his fingers got under his wristband , "After that, it will be closed training. We don't know if we can get a dormitory. It will be lonely?"

"...Seichi." Sanada turned over the back of his hand and grabbed Yukimura's fingers, sighing helplessly, "How is it, have you asked clearly?"

Yukimura nodded, "The other party is Yukio Kurobe, the tactical coach of the training camp, although he seemed a little surprised that I called." He was a little strange, was he the only one who called with questions about the training camp? "He roughly answered half of my questions, but there are still some very vague ones. I'm afraid our training will be very hard afterwards."

"It's normal for an address in the mountains to make people suspicious." Sanada looked at the content of the letter, "The period is not short, and we have to bring books to prepare for the entrance exam..."

"There are also flowers and plants." Yukimura smiled, thinking of the obvious pause when he asked this question.

"...Yes, there are also flowers and plants." Sanada gave him a funny look, "Marui will definitely not be polite if you can bring food, so don't tell him."

"You have a bad heart, Genichiro." Yukimura ticked off the information on the phone one by one in his notebook, "Since the passport is mentioned in the letter, there should be a competition going abroad, which is very strange."

If it is proof of identity, a student ID card will suffice.Only the U-17 World Cup will appear this season. In the past, high school students participated in the competition, but this year, junior high school students are invited. Obviously, the competition system has also undergone new changes.If it wasn't for the Japanese Tennis Association's desire to prepare for next year's competition in advance, it means that this World Cup will require junior high school students to participate...

He was thinking about some things in his mind, holding a pen and writing down his guesses on paper.

Sanada read the words he wrote, and felt a little admiration in his heart. In terms of observation and perception of the surrounding people and things, Yukimura was definitely as keen as he had never seen before.And this ability has not only become Yukimura's capital on the court, but also the biggest help in coordinating everything as the head of the tennis department for so many years.

This person is a natural leader.

Even a psychological and spiritual expert.

Being able to stand beside this person, even if he was still chasing him, Sanada felt that he was the luckiest one.

"Xianichiro, if you have time to think wildly, why don't you pay more attention to my mood, huh?"

Sanada blinked, and the person in front of him tilted his head and narrowed his eyes, as if he was dissatisfied with his distraction in front of him.Sanada stretched his eyebrows. He gradually realized that while he was fascinated by this person's charm, his lover was also very possessive.

He stroked the boy's hair tenderly, and scraped his cheek with his fingers.

"I've been thinking about you all the time."

I know you like me chasing your sight, so I will never leave you.You love my little gestures, sweet words of love, and gentle kisses, so you never hold back, even if it makes me feel shy.

I know that you love me as much as I love you, so there is no anxiety or hesitation.

You let me have the most beautiful daily life in the world, making my life as addictive as your paintings.I can't even imagine what Genichiro Sanada would be like today if he hadn't met you ten years ago.

I watched you smile at me, and there was only one sentence in my mind: You are so cute.

He stared silently at Yukimura's writing fingers moving back and forth on the paper, almost wanting to replace the pen.

Kurobe hung up the phone, couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his brows.

"Kids these days are really hard to deal with..."

"Xiao Hei is sometimes at a loss for words when asked." The tall and thin man sat on the desktop in the monitoring room in front of Heibu and looked at him with a smile. "This minister of Lihai is really amazing."

"He was the first to call to inquire, and even keenly discovered the problems of this World Cup. It is really curious that Lihai has such a coach." Kurobe picked up the laptop at hand, and the screen was Yukimura's Archives, "Just looking at the photos, it is impossible to imagine that this player can have such amazing performance and qualifications."

"You can't judge by appearance, isn't this the most difficult sentence in our training camp?" Saito also remembered the player file he had seen, "I heard that the Tennis Association will send someone to interview Li Hai. Magazine, have you read it?"

Kurobe nodded, "It's hard to imagine what a 14-year-old player can say, he is very mature, he has fully formed his own unique style, and even allows people to see new changes and unlimited potential. "

This is not common.Many teenagers who have their own style of play early are limited to certain fields. For example, the power type who is good at smashing and the responsive online type mostly focus on their own strengths. Apart from being able to play in team competitions, the basic path of the professional network is very narrow. .Technical players are also often limited by their size, and basic exercises are ignored when developing unique moves.

Players from these countries still have great potential, but a few of them are already far ahead of others.

"The direction of mental power is yours. I can only let him play against different players to create more possibilities. However, at present, I am afraid that you will not cause many troubles for him." Kurobe read Saito glanced, this man always used various unexpected methods to toss the nerves of these training camp players, and now he can hit a wall, which is something he wants to see.

"That kid is indeed very good, and he must have formed his own unique training mode, but I also have my own method." Saito narrowed his eyes with a smile, as cunningly as a fox seeing its prey, "The one who specializes in mental power There are too few players, and they are all very one-sided. I want to study the trick of Yukimura in the final, and if I am not wrong, he may have opened up a route that I have been looking forward to for a long time."

"You mean, like the samurai Nanjiro?"

"Which one's son is also your focus?"

"Echizen Ryoma has the shadow of a samurai, but he has not yet formed his own style of play. The growth of an all-round player is the slowest, and he has such strength at the age of 12. It is worthy of being taught by that person." Kurobe wrinkled Frowning, "It can be seen from his seamless clothes that few people can break through Yukimura's mental attack."

Kurobe thought of the gentle tone of the young man on the phone just now, "Li Hai's training was planned by Yukimura, I am afraid that the players of that school team are also very strong in spirit, maybe the next training can give them a moderate boost."

Most of the Lihai players who appeared in the training camp in the past two years have quickly adapted to the intensity. Their performance has attracted the attention of the coaches in the training camp, and they have also analyzed Lihai's special training mode. The training camp is helpful to adjust the players' state after the season, so proud, will their training at Lihai University be more rigorous than ours?"

"If this minister has heard about our training from his seniors. Their training should be a combination of part of the national team's menu and the professional tennis club." Saito stared at the boy with a frontal photo on the screen with a smile, "Little Hei, I am really interested in him."