must love tennis

"It's okay, don't play with fire."

Ryoma was still staring at the ring in his hand in a daze, and Fuji pushed the milk in front of her, signaling with his eyes.

"Drink it," Ganya said, stuffing an egg into her bowl, and said earnestly, "Add more egg whites."

"it is good……"

Even though she doesn't like boiled eggs, due to the pressure of the scene, she can only chew slowly and eat very hard.

After Takeshi Yamamoto left, it was difficult to see people from the Fengji Consortium, leaving behind a few housekeeping staff who were responsible for purchasing and cooking. They should also belong to Peng Lie, and they didn't talk to them very much.

The secret base suddenly became empty, and almost only a few of them were left, middle school students from the past.Yukimura is still busy with company affairs, so he only comes here occasionally.But Buer is free, and often stays in the darkroom developing photos.

Sanada is a strict "speak no food, no sleep" school.With him around, Kirihara didn't dare to speak casually, and would just eat in silence.

And Nioh likes to daze while eating - maybe "meditate", who knows, this guy is totally a gifted illusionist.

Gan has never given up its intention to develop dry juice in the future, and it is unanimously regarded as a key observation object by everyone.

As for the traces...

It is not easy for him to be able to bear the "common people's food" with difficulty.

After lunch, Sanada proposed to play chess with Gan, and Gan readily agreed.

The two opened the door from the living room to the courtyard, let the sunlight in, and sat in the corridor to set up a shogi board.Taking advantage of this moment, Kirihara rested his chin and looked outside, muttering softly: "Now I'm not at all curious about what everyone in the future will look like."

"Huh?" Ryoma bit the second boiled egg and looked over.

"A person with the personality of Vice Minister Sanada will not change in many years."

King Ni couldn't hold back: "Pfft——"

Atobe was stirring his untouched bowl of vegetable soup, lacking in interest: "Well, that's it. Tezuka is still the same, always with a sense of responsibility and not too tired."

Ryoma finally finished eating the eggs, drank some water to make it easier to swallow, and then asked, "Who won the game?"

Atobe knew that she was asking about Wimbledon, so he couldn't laugh or cry: This is what you are concerned about?

"Need to say?" He answered impatiently.

"I think so." She nodded in satisfaction.

"Why, don't you care about your Minister Tezuka?" Atobe glanced at the person outside the living room, thinking that he probably hadn't had time to say it.

"Oh, yesterday I received a video communication from the minister." Ryoma replied frankly.

"..."

Sure enough? !

Several people at the table cast stiff and shocked gazes.Atobe coughed dryly: "Then what did he say?"

Before Ryoma answered, he glanced resentfully at the half cup of milk left: "He said, let me supplement my nutrition."

"...Heh." Atobe laughed, "That's all?"

"What else is there?"

Kirihara thought about it seriously: "For example, play well?"

King Ren endured it: "Are you even more outrageous?"

"Forget it, compared to these, what is more curious is why Fuji is in Senegal?" Atobe tapped the table with his fingers, his eyes were more probing, "Did he say that?"

"Oh, this," Kirihara recalled the conversation in the corridor a few days ago, "Fuji told us that he had been with Ryoma a year ago and was in charge of arranging the schedule."

"A manager?" Atobe raised his eyebrows, "What happened after that?"

King Ni shrugged: "Actually, Bai Lan said that a year ago, Fuji suddenly changed his career to become a field photographer."

"No two?" Atobe clicked his tongue, as if he found it unimaginable, "Just like him..."

With thin skin and tender flesh, it looks like a young man of good birth, who went to those places and was not eaten alive?

He tried to imagine the scene, his eyebrows furrowed.

Good idea, but actually sitting up...

"That's why Bai Lan was recruited to be a bodyguard." Long Ma thought thoughtfully, "I just said that this job doesn't fit his image."

"Well, it should be you from the future who contacted you through Gangji." King Ni smiled and said meaningfully, "Although it is hard to imagine, everyone in the future should not be underestimated."

Ryoma didn't speak, but looked towards the corridor.

At this time, she finally knew why Buer gave her such a different feeling when they reunited, and why she said "Long time no see".

For Longma, they just finished the finals of the national competition a few days ago.

As for the 23-year-old Fuji, they haven't seen each other for a year.The job of a war photographer is not as difficult and dangerous as following a pro gamer and snapping a few random shots.

She murmured: "Really, it's not easy..."

……

Fuji was sorting the developed photos into the album again, and almost halfway through, there was a knock on the door of the room, with two bangs, and then it fell silent.

"Is it Ryoma?" He didn't stop what he was doing, and he guessed who it was without looking back, "The door is unlocked."

Ryoma unscrewed the handle and probed: "Can I come in?"

He took a look at her and pointed to the low table next to him; "Well, sit down. If you want to drink water, pour it yourself. The remote control of the air conditioner is placed beside the bed."

The room was very air-conditioned, but Ryoma still felt too hot, so he stepped on the tatami mat barefoot without socks, and found that there was not much space left.This is far from the tidy habits of "Fu Er Zhou Zhu" in her impression.

Apart from the bed and the table, the room is almost full of undeniable luggage: most of them are photo albums, and there are also a few open suitcases with specially treated inner layers for camera equipment.

There were also some magazines scattered about.Ryoma bent down to pick it up and looked at it. They were all sports reports, and some inside pages were folded up for marking.

She wanted to open it curiously, but she was afraid that knowing too much would affect her, so she was undecided when she heard Bu Er laughing behind her.

"Just take a look if you want." He said relaxedly, "Bai Lan said that this world is very special. After you go back and follow the normal timeline, you will not have the same development again."

"Well, it's not the same as when I went there a few months ago." Ryoma thought for a while and said, "There was no world war at that time."

Therefore, one can also imagine how suddenly the "intruder" appeared. Bai Lan clearly told her that it would be "ten years later", but a few months later, she had to advance the time of time travel by more than a year.

At that time, she thought the other party had made a mistake.

Ryoma lowered his head, opened the magazine in his hand along the fold, and then froze for a moment.

For a moment, she almost thought that the twisted egg sister had come out again.

Most of the space in the middle of the inner page is a photo, a girl with a short ponytail is holding a disc-shaped trophy and smiling at the camera with high spirits.

Ryoma looked at the shooting time in the lower left corner: it was three years ago in this era.

After all, she just turned 18 in the photo, probably not long after graduating from high school.And similarly, Fuji should still be in college.

"But—" Ryoma raised his head suspiciously.

Bu Er nodded, guessing what she was thinking, and replied frankly: "I applied to study abroad in high school, and I had already lived in Los Angeles for a while at that time. Uncle asked me to take care of you more—is it surprising? "

"It's a little bit," she blinked, "I thought you would become a professional photographer, senior."

Bu Er smiled and didn't answer.

He took out another photo album from the box, and said, "The reports of the magazine are still too fragmented. I sorted them out before, but then some accidents happened, and all the information was lost, so I had to collect it again...so I didn't have time to sort it out. They are all folded in half randomly, it’s very messy. However, I keep backups of all the photos I’ve taken, do you want to see them?”

Ryoma took the thick photo album in a daze.

Holding it in my arms, the weight is a bit heavy.So she sat down slowly, leaned against the table, and opened a page casually.

When Fuji packed up the photo album in his hand, he turned his head, and Ryoma was still lying quietly on the table looking at it, without saying anything.

He smiled slightly: "Do you think it's strange? You haven't grown up yet, but you have already seen your own future..."

"Well, it's okay." Ryoma replied vaguely.

Thanks to the appearance of that sister Ryoko, she will not have a hard time accepting this appearance of herself.

After watching it for a long time, she had to admit that the talented No. [-] senior was excellent no matter what he did.Compared with nine years ago, his photography skills are more outstanding and proficient - he took a picture of her so beautifully!

That night, when Yukimura took time out of his busy schedule to come over, he brought some bottles of grape juice to Ryoma.

They are all brands that I have never seen before, and they must be new products in the past few years.

Ryoma's eyes lit up: "Can you still buy these now?"

"Well, I can still find one or two vending machines, but they are all in stock a few months ago, as long as you don't mind." Yukimura noticed Kirihara's eager eyes and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, Chiya? "

"Did the minister bring us any gifts?" Kirihara asked expectantly.

Yukimura thought for a while: "Do you need the videotapes of professional players from the past few years?"

Kirihara: "..."

Even when saving the world, didn't you forget to tell them to practice well? ——Obviously I took Ryoma out to buy clothes a few days ago, this is too discriminatory!

Nioh sighed and patted the young junior.

He thought to himself, didn't you see that Sanada didn't say a word?

People have the capital to pick up girls, how about you?

wow——

The sliding door opened, and Buer was holding a plate of fruit. He raised his eyebrows in surprise, implying: "Come so late, why not come? Aren't you too tired?"

"It won't delay any important matters." Yukimura replied calmly, "Occasionally, I have to combine work and rest, but I really envy Fuji-kun for being so leisurely."

"I'm joking... I've planted a few pots of grass in the yard these days. I haven't studied it for a long time, and I'm a little rusty. I almost made a mess."

"Really?" Yukimura seemed very interested, "Can you take me to see it later?"

Fuji readily agreed, and put the fruit plate on the table: "It's fine now, I'll get the flashlight."

Atobe stood by the door before he had time to step in. He watched the two go out talking and laughing, and walked in suspiciously, asking them: "What's the matter with these two big brothers?"

"It seems that there is a sudden and secret rivalry." King Ni replied.

A few people finished sharing a fruit plate in boredom, turned on the TV, and watched a few limited channels over and over again, all of which were reports from various places. The same content continued for several days, making people really have no desire to watch.

"Minister Yukimura is right," Kirihara muttered, "This kind of life is indeed too leisurely."

"Unfortunately, this base has everything, but no tennis court." Atobe said slowly.

Several people looked at each other, feeling deeply.

Not to mention tennis courts, they don't even have rackets now, so it's hard to practice.

Sanada showed a pensive expression, took a sip of tea, and suddenly made up his mind, put the tea cup back on the table heavily, and said, "We can't waste time like this anymore!"

Everyone's expressions turned serious, and they all listened attentively.

Sanada said: "Ryoma, you and I will continue to practice swords starting tomorrow!"

"Ah," the person whose name was called was stunned for a moment, and nodded kindly, "Okay."

"..."

That's it, that's it? ?

Atobe was lost in thought.Gan hesitated to speak, and pushed his glasses with a complicated expression.

King Ni coughed dryly: "Oh, it's you, Sanada."

So practical.

"Self-defense is very necessary when going abroad in the future." Sanada glanced at King Ni and said calmly.

In fact, it is because no one else can intervene, right?

King Ni glanced at his mouth, suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Ryoma, raised the corners of his lips in a half-smile: "Are you still dreaming these days?"

"……Eh?"