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Wimbledon is not too far from downtown London, and the organizers used buses to send youth teams from all over to Wimbledon Center Court for a visit.

A group of people from Sitianbao Temple also joined them here.

If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

"Hey—the monster is ahead!"

Ryoma took his hand away from the fence, and as soon as he turned around, he was greeted with a fiery hug.

Toyama Kintaro held her hand tightly, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and an overly excited blush appeared on his cheeks: "Great, I knew I would see you here! It's so happy!— — and, in the romantic Mecca of Wimbledon, double the fun!"

"Uh, good morning." Ryoma staggered a step and stood firm, struggling a little, but to no avail.

"Speaking of which, it's all because of that guy Shiraishi that prevented us from taking the same flight," he began to complain, "It's because of such a trivial matter as a passport..."

The eyes of the group of people behind them changed rapidly.

"What is it... It's like meeting your first love whom you haven't seen for many years."

Kirihara complained mercilessly: "Where did that kid from Kansai come from?"

"Well, it's suspicious." Dry brows frowned, thoughtfully, "Before this, they only played one game, right?"

Renzu pushed his glasses and tried to explain: "Maybe it's because Kansai people are more enthusiastic, or they are familiar with themselves?"

"Oh, but Senpai Ninzu doesn't look like that at all." Momoshiro rubbed his chin, "Is that why you came to Tokyo to go to school?"

Enduring a moment of speechlessness, he quickly denied: "No, it's because—"

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the team at Sitianbao Temple.

The boy with short blonde hair grinned at him provocatively.Everyone recognizes that it is the "Naniwa star" Kenya Ninzu who is famous for his speed.

"It's just that I don't want to compare with the children of Tiantian and relatives." Yushi Ninzu said lightly.

"Okay, Xiaojin," Shiraishi looked at the strange expressions of his opponents in the past, and was keenly aware of something. He took a step forward and said, "Visiting the stadium, let's go back to the training base, there is plenty of time to communicate, and you can also have a good time with Echizen-kun to fight..."

He grabbed the red-haired boy by the collar, and was about to pull him back, but encountered resistance.

"Well," Kintaro Toyama not only did not let go, but also buried his head on Ryoma's shoulder, Da Lala said, "Leading forward, your body is so soft, and the smell of shampoo is also—"

"?!"

For a moment, Shiraishi felt the sharpened gaze behind him, and even he felt a slight chill on his neck.What is this feeling?He vaguely felt that he had touched the edge, but before he had time to think about it, he grabbed the junior's hand and added some strength.

"Xiao Jin!" The captain of Sitianbao Temple had to raise his voice, deliberately adding a threatening tone to his tone, "Come back quickly."

Yuan Shan let go of his hand, and at the same time let out a soft "Huh", as if he was a little puzzled, and was taken back by Bai Shi without much resistance, and it took a while to realize, he glanced back reluctantly, and waved his hand vigorously.

"Okay, let's have a fight later!"

"I'm sorry, our kids are always messing around like this..." Baishi smiled and nodded to Buer and others, and returned to the team.

Afterwards, Sitianbaosi boarded the return bus first.

"It's really suspicious." Kikumaru's expression was dignified. It was either him or Taocheng who habitually put his arms around Ryoma's shoulders. Now the two of them are embarrassed to be so casual, "I don't see him being so enthusiastic about other people."

"Although it can be explained as an extra interest in peers, it's still—very strange." Gan slightly lowered his head, his lenses whizzing back with white light.

Dashi went further than they thought, and muttered in a low voice: "Just now, that child, could it be..."

—Isn’t it already discovered?

The captains of the three tennis teams present exchanged glances from afar.

No, maybe it's just a feeling, and I haven't realized what's going on so quickly.Yukimura smiled lightly and thought again, but if he was their captain, he would be much more sensitive.

Atobe twitched the corners of his mouth in a complicated mood, and said with a fake smile: "It's really a brat who has no sense of defense, hmph."

Tezuka looked at Ryoma, noticed that she was rubbing her arm, and raised her eyebrows in question.

Ryoma shrugged and sighed: "Student Yuan Shan has really strong hands."

"He just—" Tezuka pondered slightly.

She raised her head to meet his gaze, and nodded a little embarrassedly: "When he rushed over just now, he hit my chest."

Everyone: "..."

"Unforgivable!"

I haven't hugged it yet? !

Kirihara was furious, clenched his fists and was about to rush out, but Sanada grabbed him with a sullen face.

"Come back," Sanada's dignified voice raised, "As a player, you have to use tennis balls to decide the outcome—right, Tezuka!"

Tezuka didn't answer.But behind him, Taocheng, Haitang and the others couldn't help but roll up their sleeves.

"I didn't feel very comfortable when I saw that kid from the very beginning, and I'm really upset." Taocheng sneered, "I have to show that first-year student the power of senior."

Kaitang hissed like a poisonous snake whose sense of territory had been violated, spitting out his words, hard-hardened—his fist hardened.

This weird atmosphere came too suddenly, and the meaning of targeting was very obvious.The uninformed "ordinary people" of the Ice Emperor were taken aback, but were at a loss.

Shishido scratched the back of his head, remembering that his ball cap was still in his bag, he put down his hand uncomfortably, and muttered: "Hey, Atobe, are you hiding some secret from us? Why can't I hear it? Understand what you are talking about?"

"Oh?" Atobe remembered his "cutely innocent" team members at this moment, and raised his eyebrows at them, "So you don't know?"

Renzu reminded in a low voice: "You yourself said you would keep it secret."

Atobe was silent for a while: "...Well, let's do that."

Who is this for?Hmph, I'm not thinking about that little girl.She herself said it so frankly—isn't this waiting to be seen through? !

With a sullen face, he strode out and snapped his fingers without looking back: "Follow me, Huadi."

"Yes!"

The rest of the people were stunned for a while, Xiang Ri was the first to jump up, and hurried to catch up: "Hey! Make it clear!"

Buer looked at the back of them leaving, and turned back to look at Ryoma with a very troubled look: "What should I do now?"

Longma coughed dryly, and felt that their reaction was a bit too much: "I don't think Mr. Yuanshan seems to notice..."

Speaking of it, it's just a bump, it's just a little painful, and it won't affect the development.she thought optimistically.

"Mr. Yuanshan will definitely take you to practice the ball later," Buer said worryingly, "Maybe he hasn't noticed it yet, so how about he react after a while?"

"Then—" Long Ma paused, tilting his head and frowning, thinking, "It shouldn't have much impact? The national competition is over. He doesn't look like the kind of person who would report."

"No, no, you don't realize the seriousness at all." Fuji sighed, and exchanged glances with his teammates.

"Haven't you noticed, Ryoma, you are very attractive to that boy." Fuji thought about his choice of words, "If he finds out..."

Then you will definitely have a difficult suitor.

"It's not very difficult." Yukimura raised his hand to signal, and then everyone in Lihai left one after another under his leadership.

He took advantage of the opportunity to gather up his collar, and coughed lightly, which aroused Liu who was beside him subconsciously concerned: "Could it be because of the headache caused by the air conditioner on the plane?"

"It's okay." Yukimura shook his head, showing a calm smile, "I just thought of something suddenly."

He paused, and looked at King Ni who was diagonally behind him.

"Pfft... Received." Mr. Fraud Master whistled knowingly.

This time, because the training ground gathered teams from various countries, the dormitory provided by the organizer was four people.Now, for the issue of dormitory allocation—mainly because of Ryoma, a heated discussion took place among the people.

"Sure enough, you should go to sleep with Mr. Ryuzaki." Kawamura said persuasively.

"No, there are too many people here, what if someone with a heart sees it? Isn't it more suspicious?" Kikumaru retorted, and said thoughtfully, "Anyway, it's just a few nights, when we didn't know before, didn't we let the little one and the other Do you sleep in one?"

Dashi still felt something was wrong and shook his head slowly, but he couldn't come up with a better solution.

"Tezuka, what do you think?"

Tezuka sighed softly: "Don't you think the opinions of the parties are more worthy of reference?"

So, what about the parties?

Dashi came back to his senses and hurriedly turned his head to look around.

Fuji smiled brightly, and pointed to the suitcase beside him: "Ryoma, I can't help but run to the stadium."

"With whom?" Dashi was suddenly nervous.

"Well, it should be Atobe." Fuji's tone was very relaxed, "You see, she doesn't care at all, so she can just arrange it as usual, Oishi."

"...That's the only way to go." The deputy minister rubbed his forehead helplessly, "It's just us worrying about it."

……

After Ryoma entrusted his luggage to Fuji, he ran away with confidence.

She wandered around the court in the training center, and saw a lot of strange and familiar figures, but she didn't see Kintaro Toyama who was excited to challenge her just now, and was a little puzzled.

Atobe absent-mindedly: "Leave him alone, that kid might be attracted by some master. Here, there is an empty stadium over there."

Ryoma didn't really mind who his training opponent was. While taking out the racket from the ball bag, he quickened his pace and followed: "It feels like I haven't played a fierce game for a long time."

"Then, as you wish." Atobe raised the corners of his lips slightly.

They played the game until dark.

Both of them were sitting on the sidelines exhausted, and Huachi dutifully brought them water and insulated lunch boxes.This dinner is undoubtedly produced by the Atobe family. Even though it is just a lunch box, it looks very high-end and exquisite.

Ryoma took the lunch box quite unexpectedly, opened it to take a look, and was refreshed by the rich food: "This is, it was prepared a long time ago?"

The young master showed a smug smile.

"Of course, do you think my uncle will be negligent?"

He pulled out his chopsticks slowly, seeming to remember something, and ordered Huadi: "Bring me the after-dinner drink."

"Yes."

Birch turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

Ryoma finished his bento and was very satisfied with Japanese food.She estimated the time for exercising after meals, and then took out her mobile phone to reply to the messages from her seniors.

Bu Er said, helped her take her luggage to the dormitory, the house number is 2301, and the key is at Tezuka's side.

Dashi reminded her not to forget to eat dinner, while Taocheng asked if she could bring her a bottle of juice.

She replied one by one, and the other side had already stood up, dusted the dust on the trouser legs with a racket, and said slowly: "I think that even if it is a tiebreaker, the winner must be decided. What do you think? Um?"

Ryoma held the racket: "I am willing to accompany you to the end."

As soon as they stepped onto the field, they were keenly aware of strange wind noises coming from the woods outside the field.

Subconsciously, Ryoma turned his head to meet Kami Atobe's eyes.

"Senior Atobe," she said thoughtfully, "do you think we're in trouble again?"

Atobe: "..."

He felt that it was no surprise at all.

He rubbed his sweat-drenched bangs, clicked his tongue impatiently, and said in a self-defeating manner: "Okay, let me come here no matter what, I'll be afraid?"

Ryoma thinks so.

"The visitor is not kind." Atobe looked at the black shadow slowly approaching, and smiled coldly.

Without hesitation, Ryoma returned to the sidelines and replaced the racket with her folding bamboo knife.

"I'm ready."