must love tennis

"Who in a normal person would want to check the lottery numbers?!"

"Who in a normal person wouldn't think about watching the lottery first?!"

……

On the court, Qingxue and Bingdi's doubles No. [-] competition was very fierce, and off the court, the atmosphere of the debate finals inside Qingxue's main selection was also quite strong.

Both the pros and cons are sticking to their own views, and they all seem reasonable.

Dashi seemed to have a lot of words in his stomach at first, but was interrupted by this - although Kikumaru's original intention may be just to liven up the atmosphere - he forgot all of a sudden, and when he came back to his senses, his attention returned to Kaitang and Frowning on the two of them.

"The Ice Emperor is really difficult to deal with."

It stands to reason that with Tezuka's No. [-] in singles, even if he loses a point or two in the previous game, there is no need to worry so much.Dashi looked at his side from the corner of his eye, no matter whether it was a regular draft or an ordinary player, they were all devoted to the doubles No. [-] game at this moment...

Then, his eyes met Budu.

Buer nodded to him without any trace, and smiled reassuringly.

Did he know it too?

But indeed, he should know...

Oishi thought secretly, then turned to look at Tezuka again.The latter watched the game engrossed, and could not see any clues in his calm expression.

"Concentrate, Oishi." Tezuka said suddenly.

"That's right." Kikumaru also suddenly changed his old-fashioned tone, "Look, Agan and Kaitang are also looking for opportunities!"

Dashi was taken aback.

is not that right?The game is not over yet, their teammates are still fighting on the field!

"Ah..." He smiled apologetically, rubbed his forehead involuntarily, and murmured in his heart, maybe there was an accident this morning, which made him too restless.

Why are you worried about the game that hasn't started yet?

"Alas." Dashi sighed self-consciously again, wiped off the fine sweat on his forehead, determined not to think about it so much.

……

"Beep-"

It's the whistle.

Doubles No. [-] is over, is it a win or a loss?

Ryoma stopped in front of the vending machine, turned his head, and tried to distinguish one from the other from the slogans outside.It's a pity that the distance is a little far away, and I really can't hear anything clearly.

However, if Qian and Haitang want to recover the score, I am afraid that in such a short period of time...

"Hey, let me say," an annoying voice sounded from behind, slowly and extremely arrogantly, "you come out to fish before the game is over, are you Qing Xue so careless, huh?"

Longma turned his head, and it was indeed the Ice Emperor's Monkey Mountain King standing a few steps away.This time, he was the only one, and the silent bodyguard-like man was not with him, but it didn't prevent the old man from still being flamboyant, with one hand in his pocket, and a cheerful smile on his face .

"Aren't you too?" Ryoma didn't want to talk to him, turned his head away, and planned to continue studying the options on the vending machine.

"Don't make a mistake." Atobe corrected, "I just came out to find someone."

Ok?

In the next second, Ryoma remembered.Their Ice Empress has a main candidate who likes to sleep in various corners...what's his name?Forget it, it doesn't matter.

She glanced at the trace department.It's really not easy for this young master to come out to find someone in person.

"What?" Atobe raised an eyebrow.

"It's nothing, just a passing mention," Ryoma cleared his throat, "I'm not here to catch fish, but to buy drinks for everyone."

"Oh?"

"Act according to order." She said solemnly.

"Tezuka..."

Atobe said that he came out to look for Akutagawa Jirou, but he didn't look in a hurry, looked at Ryoma, and then said slowly after a while: "However, I didn't expect you to be a substitute."

Yeah, that's right, I didn't even think of that myself.

Ryoma didn't say a word, and there was a devil villain with a tail and wings in his heart, feeling sad.

"It's such a pity." Atobe said to himself, "I wanted to show you the strength of the Ice Empress for yourself, but since this is the case..."

He raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

"It means you don't have the strength to play yet, right?"

Stimulate the law?

Longma snorted: "Let's talk about it after you win."

She fumbled in her pocket with one hand to count the coins, and tapped the buttons one by one with the other. After a while, there was a plopping sound from the vending machine, and the beverage cans quickly piled up at the outlet.She bent down to pick it up and held it in her arms. The Coke on top was trembling, as if it was about to fall at any moment.

Ryoma stood up, paused, and said, "I don't think the seniors will lose. If you talk so big, don't even yourself have a chance to play."

Atobe obviously didn't take her words to heart, he didn't even frown, and said calmly: "You can only be arrogant for a while now, little girl."

He took a few steps closer, raised his hand to pick up the can of Coke, and put it on top of other drinks at another angle, which seemed much more stable.

Ryoma tilted her head. In the hot weather, her forehead was sweating all the time, and the brim of her hat kept sliding forward, which made her somewhat unable to see the other person's expression clearly, but she had no time to adjust it.

Atobe seemed to see this again, chuckled, raised his index finger, and pressed it against the brim of her hat.

"What?"

"What if I win?"

The doubles that ended now has one win and one loss, and if the game is to go to the number one singles, it will be the ultimate showdown.

Minister Tezuka will lose...?

This concept has never appeared in Ryoma's mind.

"I don't think so." She looked straight into the other's eyes calmly.

"Then wait and see." Atobe also said bluntly, as if suddenly remembering something, he pinched Ryoma's chin with his hand that hadn't been withdrawn, and showed that cynical smile again.

... Tsk.

Before Ryoma made any protest, he continued: "Why don't you make a bet. If I win, you——come on a date with me, how about it?"

Is it intentional...

Must be intentional!

Ryoma silently returned to the auditorium beside the court with his drink in his arms, his expression quite disturbed.Looking at the rest area on the side of the ice emperor, Atobu, who claimed to be looking for his teammates, returned empty-handed, and was talking to the guy wearing glasses next to him, very calm.Then, I saw Huachi appearing with Jiro Akutagawa...

Sure enough, he was just talking.

But what is the real intention?Long Ma suddenly became suspicious, he couldn't just find himself to provoke him, right?Is this uncle so leisurely?

"thank you."

"Coke, this is what I want!—A Tao, don't grab it!"

In the scorching sun, the emergence of cold drinks is simply an oasis of hope that fell from the sky.In the confusion, Fuji just took a bottle of ice water, without much effort, turned his gaze to Ryoma's face, and immediately noticed something.

"Echizen," he said with concern, "your face..."

Bu Er hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Ryoma pursed his lips, trying to adjust his expression.

"It seems to be very uncomfortable to be molested." Fuji said.

you are right.

Ryoma's face fell down, but she didn't want to reveal the truth, she just said: "When I was buying drinks, I met someone from Bingdi."

"Oh~"

Bu Er nodded knowingly, his tone sounded as if he had automatically added the complete ins and outs, and most likely it was not much different from the truth.

"Don't be nervous, we are very confident." Having said that, Fuji looked up at Kawamura.

During the short break at the end of the doubles, Gan and Haitang both left the court, probably for self-adjustment after the match.The atmosphere in the team is not too heavy, but it is not easy either.

Taocheng distributed the headbands he made on the eve of the game to the cheerleaders, and tied one himself, solemnly: "Next, I will leave it to the seniors!"

The two of them, who are used to playing singles in the first and second seats, were very calm, and Buer even smiled with a good mood: "Well, I will not disappoint everyone's expectations."

Tezuka took a sip of water in silence, and then pointed the finger at Ryoma: "Didn't you tell me not to buy ice?"

"……what."

Ryoma immediately raised his hand and pointed, deflecting the gunfire: "Senior Kikumaru asked for iced Coke!"

"I drink iced cola in summer!" Kikumaru also said loudly.

"That's right!" Taocheng clenched his fists.

"Oh, you really are." Dashi shook his head repeatedly, "Isn't it clearly written in the dry menu, after strenuous exercise... well, it's a good thing he's not here."

"Well said, Oishi-san, do you prefer iced cola or vegetable juice?" Kikumaru cleared his throat, raised his right hand and made a fist like a microphone.

"……Well!"

The deputy minister was speechless.

Coach Ryuzaki looked at them and smiled: "Forget it, once or twice, it's nothing. The weather is so hot, and you have worked hard-but don't think about Echizen."

She changed the subject and suddenly drank.

Oops, found out.

Ryoma resentfully put down the grape-flavored Fanta: "Oh."

Counting the time, this month seems to be almost here...Damn it, girls are really troublesome.

"There is one bottle left, who is it for?" Taocheng took Fanta, looked up and looked around, "Ah, Senior Kawamura!"

Kawamura, who played singles No. [-], sat alone on the side, looking too serious.

"Don't be nervous, Aaron." Everyone cheered.

"Well, I know." Kawamura nodded solemnly, stood up abruptly, his eyes flashed with a light that was far behind when he exploded, "For Qingxue, burn!"

He strode onto the pitch.Everyone watched from behind, speechless for a long time.

"That," Taocheng swallowed, and said, "Has he not picked up the racket yet?"

"Hmm..." Ryoma looked at Kawamura's back, and felt a little shocked, "Senior is very imposing today."

"During this time, his training is not a joke." At some point, Gan has returned to the court, with a sweaty towel still on his shoulders, leaving a circle of dark water marks on his jacket.

Haitang is still missing.

"He'll be back soon, don't worry." Gan said, quite confident, "But you guys, do you want to consider doing warm-up exercises first?"

Bu Er didn't answer the words, instead he stretched out his index finger in a shush gesture.

"here we go."

The referee's whistle blew, and the bloody Kawamura formed a stark contrast to the taciturn Huadi on the opposite court.

"That guy looks scary..." Taocheng whispered.

Ryoma's mind moved slightly.

——“They were right not to let you play.”

Before leaving, Atobe said meaningfully.

At that time, Ryoma couldn't wait to get rid of it, but he couldn't help being attracted by this sentence, and asked, "Because you think I'm not as strong as him?"

"It's not just power." Atobe seemed to be very patient, and didn't mind talking to her a few more words, "Look, Huadi's performance will surprise you."

Not only relying on strength, but also... what?

Ryoma looked at the field.

Under Kawamura's fluctuating ball attack, the big man's reaction was indeed calm and sluggish, which made people wonder.She subconsciously looked at her hand.

From the palm of the hand, to the wrist with faintly visible veins, to the well-defined forearm...

Compared with girls of the same age, Ryoma is very confident in the duel in strength and explosiveness.But now, it's the men's tennis matchup, and she really can't find any physical advantages in this arena.

If it was her.

Ryoma closed his eyes, trying to put himself into it.If it were her, what would she do in the position of Hecun or Huadi?

...It seems that it is difficult.

She opened her eyes, admittedly frustrated.Although the moment she was notified that she could not play, she was already aware of this fact.But still...not reconciled.

Is there no other way?

Relying on technology to overcome pure force suppression?This is indeed impossible, having power is the basis of the duel.Speed, skill, and various other awareness, those need not be said.

"Are you worried?" Budu's voice suddenly came from beside him.

Ryoma licked his dry lips: "I'm not too worried..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the drink handed to him.

"Drink some water?" Buer said, shaking the can, "Of course, it's not so cold anymore."

Ryoma looked over suspiciously: Isn't this what you drank?

mind?

The other party looked at her with a smile.

casual.

Ryoma took it, lifted it up, pressed the mouth of the can with one hand, and poured it into his mouth.

The cool soda bubbles on the tip of the tongue, slightly soothing the restless heart.

Buer took the drink back and said, "I understand how you feel."

"Understand what?" Ryoma muttered.

"If it were me, I wouldn't be willing to fight against this type of player," he raised his chin and signaled.

Knowing that he was comforting himself, Ryoma shook his head lightly: "But sooner or later you will meet such an opponent. Can you avoid it every time?"

Buer didn't seem surprised by her stubborn answer, smiled slightly, and replied, "Then think of a way."