must love tennis

Atobe sneezed, and then another.

He was a little puzzled, wondering who was talking about himself, walked to the side of the court to get a towel, and heard Renzu dismissively looking at the phone from a distance: "Hey, what's the matter, isn't it just a super freshman? We also have it, first-year So strong!"

Atobe wiped the sweat off his neck, and wondered even more: Does their school have strong first graders?

The person on the other side of the phone was also very loud, yelling as if he was on the hands-free: "Anyway, ours is more violent. We have swept away several strong schools in Kansai within a month of enrollment! We also defeated the ace who was the runner-up last year!"

"Hey, haven't you heard of it?" Shinozu raised his eyebrows, "The Emperor Sanada of Lihai University was defeated by a first-year student. This is big news."

"Hmph, what!" the other person added with disbelief, "We've only just learned tennis, but we're complete rookies!"

"Tch, then we are international players who came back from the United States!"

Things gradually escalated.

Atobe watched helplessly as their usually personable, elegant and calm Ninzuzu got agitated and yelled at the phone uncontrollably.

This is very strange, he knows that Renzu looks indifferent, but actually hides a fiery heart - but logically, he only sees it when the opponent is playing tennis, and there must be an opponent of equal strength It's enough to fully inspire his fighting spirit.

"Are you kidding! It's obvious that our family is powerful, but he is a man who is afraid of even street ruffians on the road! I'm afraid you haven't seen his fist—"

"Huh? We have been hunted down by the mafia and can escape calmly. Even Yakutsu, the king of street gangsters, is ashamed of himself!"

"You seem to be teasing me!?"

"You are acting like a fool!"

……

Atobe finally couldn't help it, and spewed out the water.

"Hey, Renzu, what rainbow fart are you blowing there?" He cleared his throat and raised his voice to try to wake him up.

Renzu was distracted for a moment, saw Atobe's smile that he couldn't bear to look at, and then slowly calmed down, snorted and hung up the phone, still complaining in a low voice: "It's unreasonable."

"I see." Atobe nodded calmly and commented.

He drank a few more sips of water, made up for what he had spit out before, and then asked slowly, "Who are you talking to so much?"

"Ham, don't mention it, it's my cousin." Renzu sighed, and waved his hands with a look of unbearable recollection, "The elders in the family like to compare, and this guy has been compared to me since I was a child, and I am still not convinced. "

Atobe: "Aren't you much more mature than him? Shinozu, Childish, Yushi."

Shinozu: "...you don't understand."

Well, Atobe curled his lips indifferently.

But since he mentioned Echizen Ryoma, this is also what Atobe is interested in. It is very rare for Kanto to have such a super rookie, not to mention the same grade, even if you look at the current second grade. , and there may be no opponent who can compete with her.

Thinking of Rijiruo, whose family was beaten and defeated steadily, it was still a seedling they had been optimistic about for a long time.But it's no wonder that the opponent in people's eyes is at the level of Genichiro Sanada.

Tracebe shook his head.

"Your brother is saying that Kansai also has a great freshman?" He asked with great interest, "Let's hear it."

"Well," Renzu recalled what his cousin said just now, he was dazed just now, but he didn't really listen to it...

"It's the new student of their Shitianbao Temple. His name is Kintaro Toyama. He said he wanted to remind me? I don't know if it's some big talk, but I've never heard of such a character before."

"After all, he is a first-year freshman, so it's not surprising that you haven't heard of it."

"Perhaps. According to Kenya, a pure rookie who just came into contact with tennis this semester?" Renzu mused, "This is too exaggerated. It's not like we haven't seen a talented child before."

"Isn't it just a few months of learning? It's interesting."

"Unbelievable?" Shinobu shrugged.

It is also a talented newcomer. As we all know, Longma has won four consecutive championships in the U.S. Junior Championships. Calculated at this age, at least he started to touch tennis rackets before elementary school.

Now the most dazzling ones in the national competition, Yukimura and Sanada from Lihai University, and Tezuka from Aigaku, are also well-known in the elementary school league.

Which genius has not achieved today's achievements through hard work?

"If it's true as he said," Atobe said slowly, "this man named Yuanshan should also go after that kid Qingxue. If it matches..."

Then maybe it was a fateful duel.

Renzu rubbed his chin, without hesitation: "Anyway, I unconditionally bet on our Kanto players!"

"Tsk tsk, look at your prospects."

How about our Kanto, aren't you a Kansai guy from Osaka?

Atobe shook his head again and again, picked up the tennis racket and walked back to the court. He had nothing to say to this guy whose IQ dropped.

Ryoma yawned and heard the sound of the bus calling the stop.

Arena Arena, here is where the national competition is held.Maybe it's because the venue is relatively remote, no one usually comes here, and the road is deserted. When she got off the car, she passed a hot-tempered boy, and there were only three or two figures in the distance.

"Have the seniors not come yet?" Ryoma looked at the time.

If I remember correctly, I heard Taocheng said a long time ago that I would come to see the venue with everyone in advance.

Uh, maybe she came too late.

She didn't care much, shrugged her shoulders, and walked to the end of the road to the arena of the final venue.There are also a lot of courts in the entire sports park, and the special venues have been hung with red banners by the organizers, which looks very festive.

In fact, there is nothing special to prepare.

Just as a way to feel the atmosphere in advance, Ryoma strolled around the court slowly, and finally walked into the open-air arena.

It’s like a tennis tournament on TV, with an audience of tens of thousands of people, and the court surrounded by stars and moons looks very grand—it’s hard to imagine that the junior high school tennis league can also attract so many people. watch the game.

But she changed her mind. The INTERHIGH basketball game two months ago was of a similar scale. The star-studded youth league has now attracted the attention of all parties, and the follow-up reports will be the future generation of sports stars. Not so strange anymore.

Although there were still three days left, Ryoma stood in the auditorium, looking at this huge stadium, and still felt the surging passion.

She must stand on the last stage, she secretly made up her mind.

……

When leaving, Ryoma met a group of players from other schools by chance outside the arena.

The face is very strange, it should be a school selected from other regions.

She just glanced at it casually, and she didn't have much interest in others at the moment. She was about to leave when she was suddenly stopped by a voice: "Hey, kid over there!"

Looking back, what caught my eyes was a bright smiling face, wearing glasses, and another boy stuck together like Siamese twins.

Longma asked, "What's the matter?"

"Have you ever seen a—about, this tall," the other party danced and gestured, "Oh, it's about the same as you, wearing a leopard-print vest, with red, long hair, and a smiling boy?"

She thought about it suspiciously: "Leopard print...?"

Is it that spicy?

"Oh, no? Excuse me, is this the way to the stadium?"

"Ah."

"Thank you, goodbye, kid!"

The group chatted quickly.

"It's over, it's really gone."

"Theoretically, he should have gone to Tokyo. Is he still on the way?"

"Impossible," the tall boy with an afro said with certainty, "My calculations will not be wrong. If Xiaojin runs from Shizuoka at the speed of Xiao Jin, it will be this time today—oh, unless He is lost."

Everyone sighed suddenly: "Hey..."

What a bunch of strange guys, Ryoma shook his head, turned and left.

At this time, the mobile phone rang just in time, she took it out and checked the inbox, it was the time when Ryuzaki Sakurano sent it.At two o'clock in the afternoon, the location was at the entrance of the supermarket near the coffee shop. She said that she wanted to buy some ingredients to take with her.

"Okay, wait for me." After she replied, she just walked to the station, and calculated that this bus can return to the city within an hour, so she can find a place to eat and have plenty of time.

"Ahhhh-"

The hot-tempered young man rushed back to the station, Ryoma gave him a surprised look, isn't this the person he met just now?

Wait, flamboyant red hair, and leopard print...

She looked it over, thoughtfully.

"Hoo, hoo--" the leopard-print boy supported his knees panting, raised his hands and waved them indiscriminately, "It's too much, I almost sat on my head again when I got to the stop! Hey, hello, here is Arena tennis courts?"

He quickly regained his breath, raised his arm to wipe the sweat off his face, raised a smile and waved to Ryoma.

"Here it is," she replied.

"Oh, so are you also a contestant who will participate in the national competition in three days' time?" The leopard print boy's eyes lit up, as dazzling as his red hair, and he stepped forward excitedly and held Ryoma's hand, " Hi, hello, I'm Toyama Kintaro! Don't be so polite, just call me Xiaojin!"

"……Uh."

How to say, it is too enthusiastic.

Ryoma withdrew his hand, lowered the brim of his hat and responded, "Are you the one who came from Shizuoka?"

"Hey! How do you know?!" The boy was surprised.

"Just now, the seniors from your school seemed to be looking for you—here, that's over there." Ryoma casually pointed his head back.

Toyama Kintaro stood on tiptoe and looked behind her, scratching his hair: "Damn it, are they driving you ahead? You're going to be laughed at again—ah, I'll go there first, so I'll see you later! By the way ,Nice to meet you!"

He ran away in a hurry again, raising a strong wind all the way.

Ryoma sneezed, when the phone rang, she didn't bother to think about it so much, she turned back, walked towards the bus, and pressed the phone.

"Hey?"

When she heard Atobe's iconic voice, she staggered a bit, grabbed the handrail immediately, stepped onto the bus, took out her change and put in coins, and walked to the back row.For some reason, she felt a little guilty.

"Senior Atobe..." she said slowly.

"Why, listen to your tone, hasn't Tezuka told you yet?"

"What?" Ryoma didn't quite understand.

She recalled that today the ministers should go to Lihai in Kanagawa to draw lots, and the results should have come out by this time.But is there anything worth telling her in advance?

"After they return to school, Vice Minister Dashi will tell everyone the results." She replied honestly to Atobe.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just a very interesting thing." Atobe said with great interest, "Do you know? The head of Shitenbaoji declared war with Tezuka—"

"Oh."

"Don't say anything, that Secretary Shiraishi, he's a freshman for their tennis team—declare war on you through Tezuka, you know?"

"Oh..." She then changed her tone and replied with a drawn out voice.

"Are you so uninspired?" Atobe seemed to feel a little disappointed, "He is devoted to you."

Ryoma felt that his statement was very objectionable: "This is also normal."

She took it for granted.

Ever since she defeated the High School Affiliated to Lihai University, especially when she defeated Emperor Sanada as the No. [-] singles player, there were countless people who came to the Qing Xue Tennis Club every day to investigate.

Even if Ryoma didn't bother to inquire, Horio would proudly announce her achievements over and over again as if they were her own, proudly saying that her name had spread to all parts of the country.

Atobe snorted, as if laughing: "That's right."

"A few days ago, there was a sister from Hokkaido," Ryoma didn't think of hiding it, so he said, "He gave me a bunch of gifts and wanted to find information about it with me."

"Oh, a beauty trick?" Atobe became interested again after hearing this.

"Then I told her," she narrated with a blank face and a very flat tone, "I don't like girls, let them come with someone else next time. As a result, she was scared and ran away, but unfortunately later There is no suspected handsome guy who came to look for me..."

Atobu felt ashamed when he heard that: "...a bullshit!"