must love tennis

The doubles of Yamabuki Middle School is indeed the ace level that can advance to the national competition. It has always been good at singles competitions.

Seeing him walk off the field, he seemed a little melancholy, and Ryoma felt guilty for no reason.

"Well, you've worked hard..." She looked at Fuji and said dryly.Taocheng gave her a look, seeing that she didn't respond, he stuffed the towel over again.

Only then did Ryoma come to his senses, and handed the towel upright.

"Thank you." Fuji took the towel with a smile, as if aware of her little entanglement, said unhurriedly, "It's okay, it's just a loss."

"Well……"

"What's more." He paused, and said meaningfully, "It's better than sending you to doubles. It's more reassuring, right?"

Ryoma: "..."

OK, she's relieved.

After resting for a while, Buer's little emotions seemed to disappear completely.When it was the turn of singles No. [-] Taocheng to play, Qianshi on the opposite side was lying on the side of the court and sighing regretfully.

Taocheng was dissatisfied: "Isn't this guy too arrogant?"

Although he also knows that the first grade in their family is very strong, but does he not take other people seriously?Displeased, really displeased.

"Do you know why?" Fuji added fuel to the fire calmly.

"Why?" Taocheng asked.

"Last time when he came to Qinggaku for a visit, he was making a fuss about Echizen." Fuji said solemnly.

"...How can this be reasonable?!" Taocheng jumped up, "Watch me blow him up!"

Seeing his dear senior Taocheng roll up his sleeves and rush to the court, Ryoma couldn't help turning his head to look at him.

"Am I right?" Fuji frowned.

"..."

She hesitated.

Although it seems to be true, why does it always feel weird...

competition is over.

Momoshiro walked off the field refreshed, and coach Ryuzaki gave him a sideways look: "Does your leg hurt anymore?"

"...Ah, it hurts, it hurts!" He belatedly screamed, clutching his twitching calf, and fell limply.

Dashi and others hurried forward to catch him and moved him to the side to rest.

Taocheng grinned, and still didn't forget to shout to this side: "Hey, Echizen, you must win!"

Before Ryoma could answer, Akutsu seemed to have heard something, and glanced at him fiercely.Not to be outdone, Taocheng stared back forcefully.

"He's a difficult guy to deal with." He pondered, feeling the pain in his calf gradually dissipate, so he changed his posture, trying to see the entire stadium more clearly.

Sure enough, from the very beginning, it entered into a rather intense rally confrontation.

Knowing that fighting hard won't gain any advantage, Ryoma seems to be unaware of it, stepping into the enemy's trap... It's like the school ranking match with Kaitang back then?

No, not the same.Taocheng knew very well that this Ajiujin was more terrifying and cruel than Kaitang's methods.

He looked at it and frowned, muttering non-stop: "This posture is like a cheetah, with explosive power and speed...it really is a monster! Echima, can you win?"

"It's really not easy."

Taocheng was taken aback for a moment, then looked up.

Beside him, some distance away from the spectators gathered by the tennis court, there were two more high school students at some point.One of them he knew was Ryoma's elder brother. He was very handsome, but his casual manner was comparable to that of the minister.

The other one is not tall and has squinted eyes, but it gives people a very close feeling.The two talked to each other, and quickly made an accurate judgment on the situation in the field.

"A challenging opponent."

"It's possible to win, but it's not easy to win."

Sensing Taocheng's gaze, Irie turned his head and smiled at him.

"Echizen's brother...?" Taocheng scratched his head.

Irie nodded: "Yes."

Are there so many brothers?Taocheng continued to scratch his head, looked at the court again, gradually couldn't sit still, and gritted his teeth: "Sure enough, I was suppressed!"

"They are all all-around players." Tokugawa said.

"That's right." Irie continued, "That is to say, this is a head-to-head confrontation, and whoever is stronger will win."

"Then what do you mean..." Taocheng hesitated to speak.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the guy opposite was more terrifying?In terms of physical fitness and talent, they are obviously superior, and their skills are also quite superb... Could it be that Echizen is going to lose?

Snapped!

A ball into the net.

"30 to 0!" the referee announced.

——"There is no chance of winning."

Taocheng even heard such a sigh from the audience.He looked at the coach bench on the opposite side of the court. The old man with a smile and a kind face seemed more provocative at this time, stimulating the nerves of Coach Ryuzaki on the court and also stimulating the youth supporters outside the court.

A talent like Yajiujin can be excavated by him and successfully persuaded to join the tennis club. This person is indeed very good as a coach.

Taocheng asked himself, if the two had exchanged, he would have been caught off guard by this monster long ago even if he hadn't suffered from cramps.

No matter how hard you try, no matter where you hit the ball, it seems that you can be caught up by the opponent, and you can hit more tricky and faster returns.Faced with such an opponent, many people will definitely gradually fall into despair... But even if they are still persisting, how can they find a turning point?

"Akutsu wins, the score is 3-0!"

call--

Taocheng secretly sweated.

"Don't worry." Irie said, "Our kids are fighting back."

Taocheng nodded, with a solemn expression: "Compared to when he first entered school, Echizen's speed and strength have been greatly improved-I can see that. If it weren't for this, it would be impossible to persist until now..."

"The usual training is still very effective." Irie laughed, looked at Tokugawa, and lowered his voice, "Don't you think, she already expected this day?"

Tokugawa glanced at him.

"If the goal is to win the national competition, such opponents will definitely appear along the way." He said calmly.

"That's right. Take this as the direction of your efforts, and keep practicing against too strong opponents. While improving yourself, you will also adapt to the duel with the strong ones faster. Even with this level of fierce confrontation, once you get used to it, you won't have to worry about it." It will cause too much burden on the body again." Irijiang thought about this, and couldn't help sighing, "It's really smart."

"Yeah." Tokugawa nodded.

"If this goes on..." Irie said, "I won't lose."

"Ah."

"That monster kid is very talented, it can be said that he is a rare genius in a century." Irie continued, "Such an opponent is very interesting. Because he will not easily admit defeat, and even has a reason why he cannot lose— "

"The reason why you can't lose?" Taocheng blurted out, realizing that he forgot to cover up that he was eavesdropping on their conversation, and scratched his hair in embarrassment.

The two elder brothers didn't mind, and Irie smiled: "That's right. This person is too proud. If he is defeated in a field he looks down on because he doesn't work hard, it will be an unbearable humiliation for him. Therefore, he He will do everything he can to win... and he will grow rapidly in this duel. With his physical foundation, this is not difficult."

Taocheng frowned: "Why did I hear senior say that the more advanced you are, the harder it is to win?"

"Everything has two sides." Irie smiled inscrutably, "Like this kind of 'stinky man' who has little interest in tennis, is self-righteous and bad, Ryoma will never let him win."

This is her pride.

opinionated?

That's right, self righteous!Taocheng suddenly realized.

Whether it's tennis or any other sport, can one person easily crush everyone with his talent?No, absolutely impossible.

There are so many people, maybe a little less qualified, or maybe equally talented, who have embarked on this path, and have gone all out from the beginning to the end, chasing a goal of victory.

Can victory be achieved through hard work?No, but if you don't work hard, you are absolutely not qualified to win the competition.

This reasoning is really too simple.

Ryoma may not be in the mood to preach, but he will prove it personally.

Tokugawa also spoke at this time, and said sharply: "What's more, in terms of talent—"

He didn't finish his sentence, but was interrupted by a crisp sound of hitting the ball in the arena.

There was a long silence, followed by gasping exclamations, and then, a sudden burst of cheers from Qingxue's side.

Irie and Tokugawa looked at each other, their smiles deepening.

On talent?She's a real genius.

He is also an arrogant genius.

So, you won't lose.

The game is over, Qingxue wins!

Taocheng jumped up suddenly: "Well done!"

After the foot hit the ground, there was still some slight twitching in the muscles, but it was basically fine.Excited, Taocheng was about to rush forward with his teammates to celebrate the victory, but subconsciously, he glanced behind him.

……what?

Those two people just now disappeared?

When Taocheng turned around, Ryoma walked towards the sidelines, his footsteps were a little shaky, and he could see that he was a little bit out of strength.

"Give."

Taocheng subconsciously groped for the bench, but Buer took a step ahead and handed the towel over.

The scene not long ago was repeated, but the subject was just reversed.

Ryoma was in a good mood and smiled at him, followed by Fuji's outstretched hand pinching his cheek.

"...What are you doing!" She widened her eyes.

"I'm so proud, I can't help but want to rub it." Fuji's answer made people confused. "Did you know, Echizen?"

"What?" Ryoma was at a loss.

"You're being watched." Fu Er was intriguing.

As if sensing something, she turned around suddenly and met the eyes of Akutsu who had left the court.The latter seemed to have just glanced at her, then immediately withdrew his gaze and strode away.

Kikumaru blinked, a little frightened: "Does that mean that the little one will be beaten up by him in revenge?"

"But," Taocheng said in confusion, "though that guy lost, didn't he still laugh happily?"

Ryoma was silent for a while: "He won't."

"No what?"

Although he is a terrible and violent person.But he seems to have his own set of special rules of conduct.

Ryoma thought, but it was difficult to say these words, so she just shook her head.

Gan looked at her thoughtfully: "Echizen."

"what?"

"Good job."

Ryoma reserved: "Of course."

"I wonder what you're thinking when you're playing," he added.

"To collect data?" Ryoma tilted his head.

"Probably." Gan smiled mysteriously, "You can understand it this way—or you can think that this is a kind of veiled compliment."

"..." You can't hide it when you say that!

Ryoma sighed and raised his head.

"It's nothing, just being watched by him, there is always a feeling of being underestimated." She muttered, looking very dissatisfied, curling her lips and said, "He likes to defeat others in the field that others are good at, so, the reverse is also the case." established."

Unexpectedly: "... huh?"

"In a fight, I might not be able to beat him." Ryoma explained solemnly, "After all, he has studied karate for six years."

Kawamura: "Ah..."

"And I only learned kendo for less than six months." She continued.

Bu Er: "Well..."

"However, tennis is different." Ryoma said, raising his chin slightly, not without pride, "After all, I am Hori with two years of net experience—"

"Ah, shut up!"

Horio jumped up, rushed to gag her mouth, and burst into tears.

"It's too embarrassing to say no more!"

Everyone looked at each other and smiled.

Then pack up your things and get ready to leave.But at this moment, in this extremely harmonious and respectful atmosphere, Taocheng suddenly said something.

"Echizen..." He stared at Ryoma's sweatshirt with a serious face, "Your clothes...are they dyed pink in the washing machine?"

"..."

So who the hell bought her the pink underwear? !

"Ah! It seems—" Taocheng yelled again, but before he could continue, he was smacked in the face by a palm and pushed aside.

Tezuka pushed his glasses calmly: "Go and change a piece of clothing."

"Oh, I've already said that." Fuji whispered beside him, and was glared angrily.

Not caring about it with him, Ryoma picked up the tennis bag and ran away.

Several people from a distance looked at it one after another, puzzled.

"What's wrong?" Dashi asked.

"Maybe I'm in a hurry to urinate." Kikumaru rested his chin, "After all, the game has dragged on for so long, um, it's understandable!"

……

After changing into dry clothes in the locker room near the stadium, Ryoma let out a long sigh of relief, rubbed his sore arms, and walked out slowly, preparing to go back along the road.

Then, she saw two figures, one tall and one short, blocking the middle of the road.

The cool boy Yakutsu put his hands in his pockets at this time, standing upright under the setting sun, a bit more lonely and bleak out of thin air, and a few steps behind him, Tan Taiyi grabbed the sweat that slipped from his head Towel, looking at his back persistently.

how does it feel to...

Like Tuogu?

At this moment, Ya Jiujin turned around suddenly, his eyes flew straight, he raised his hand, and pointed at her.

"This brat is your target."

He opened his mouth, but he was talking to the altar.

The little boy blinked his eyes, turned around with a slightly confused face, and stared at Ryoma for a while, as if he finally understood something, nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

Ryoma didn't know why, pointing at himself: "What?"

But neither of them paid any attention.I saw the altar thoughtfully, and suddenly asked Yajiujin: "So, what about you, senior?"

"What?" Yakutsu frowned, his tone a little impatient.

"Echizen-san, what is it to you?" He looked very serious.

Ryoma: ...Could you stop using her as a lecture material?

Well, can I go?

She took a slow step, trying to get around them.

Then, Akutsu spoke behind her back.

"I said, it's the target."

hunting target.