must love tennis

On the day of the finals, the coaches were waiting at the gathering place early in the morning, and everyone arrived one after another.Dashi, the acting director, had a dignified and solemn expression, and those who were usually joking and joking all had a rare expression on their faces, ready to fight.

"Are you ready?" Teacher Ryuzaki looked at everyone and showed a relieved smile.

"Judging from Echizen's unprecedented absence of lateness, I think everyone should be ready." Gan replied methodically.

"……Hey."

Taocheng and the others nodded one after another: "I feel the same way."

The coach coughed and said: "The opponents in the finals are different from the past. No matter what, you don't have to worry too much. Let's try our best to win!"

"Yes!"

"By the way, Echizen," Ryuzaki continued, "I've arranged for you to play number one today. Is there any problem?"

The list of matchups for the game is often not announced until before the game. At this time, there will be no lineup changes under normal circumstances. After confirming with the teammates, add a few words as a mobilization before going into battle.But today, she said it lightly, as if everyone didn't know how important the opponent was, and it was just an ordinary training match.

On the contrary, everyone present knew very well that if the captain of Lihai University missed the game due to illness, Genichiro Sanada must be the defender.

Their reactions were similar to those when Fuji first heard about it from Tezuka. After the initial surprise, they calmed down, as if they didn't feel very unexpected, and they all set their sights on this year's rookie of their tennis team.

Standing among them, Ryoma was small and inconspicuous—it could be said to be the opposite of standing out from the crowd—he had an immature face, and his thin arms and legs were rare in sports clubs, but he didn't know what Time has already convinced people: if it was her, she might be able to win any kind of competition.

Facing the attention of the seniors, Ryoma blinked slowly, as if belatedly: "I...?"

"How about it, are you sure?" Ryuzaki smiled slightly.

"Of course I have," Kikumaru took the lead and answered for her, "The little one has been completely reborn after these few days of special training, and a few rackets have been broken..."

Taocheng went on to say: "I must have practiced some new nirvana, right?"

Everyone looked at him expectantly, which made people feel a little embarrassed.

Ryoma coughed twice and said, "Speaking of which, I asked a senior who has rich experience in 'jumping monsters' to learn how she won before... There is a winning skill, I have memorized it."

"Must win?" Dashi's eyes lit up.

Among the group of people eagerly waiting for the next step, Bu Er looked very calm: "Is this senior you mentioned also playing tennis?"

"No." She answered simply.

"It's okay, even if it's not the tennis club, most competitive games have something in common, and you can apply what you've learned." Qian shook his head.

"Well..." Ryoma recalled, looking at his clenched left hand, "'As long as you do it with the consciousness of death, you will definitely win!'——that's what she said."

"..."

There was a brief silence, and the expressions of the seniors were somewhat unpredictable.

Dashi said slowly: "That's not necessary."

So everyone came back to their senses.

"Yeah, yeah," Taocheng said with a dry smile, "it's just playing tennis..."

Kikumaru wiped off his sweat and said, "That's to say, it's too exaggerated, isn't it dead?"

"Our previous games only hurt our arms at most—" Kawamura also said, and was immediately glared at by the coach. He was speechless for a while, and his voice weakened, "Even if the opponent is Li Haida,..."

Is this really just a tennis tournament for junior high school students?How can it not rise to the level of putting life and death out of the matter?

Long Ma said solemnly: "The senior I know, they seem to be participating in a boxing match."

Of course it was declared so.

"Oh..." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, "I see."

until a few hours later...

"Senior ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" Taocheng screamed, wiping away tears and was about to rush into the arena recklessly, Gan and Dashi hurriedly supported each other and tried to block him.

"Calm down, A Tao!"

"No, he hasn't said to stop..."

Despite their persuasive words, their faces were filled with unprecedented solemnity and worry.The auditorium on Qingxue's side fell into dead silence, all eyes were fixed on the somewhat slender figure in the middle of the field, eagerly waiting for him to stand up again.

Although there was no real blood splashed on the court, Kirihara's head-on blow was obviously not to be underestimated. Fuji's racket fell beside him, and he didn't see him pick it up for a long time.He let the referee ask loudly, but he still lowered his head and put one hand on the ground, his knuckles turned white, probably because he hadn't recovered from the pain.

Does this injury matter?

The inappropriate jokes before the game resurfaced in everyone's minds, and they couldn't help feeling tense.

Kikumaru gritted his teeth: "It's too much, aren't they maliciously attacking their opponents?"

"Sure enough, let's stop!" Kawamura turned to the coach eagerly, remembering his partner's reaction after forcibly catching the wave ball for the first time.

Ryuzaki also showed an unbearable expression: "Then——"

She was about to ask the referee for instructions, but the boy on the court finally responded.As if hearing their words, Buer raised his hand, gestured briefly to the sidelines, then slowly picked up the racket and propped it on the ground.

"Do you want to continue..."

Coach Ryuzaki sighed. In front of these stubborn children, she was not willing to impose her will.

"Judging from Chiya Kirihara's performance," Gan slowly flipped through his notebook with a low voice, "it's the same as what we saw from the semi-final video tape, and it has never appeared before. This state makes him compare Usually more aggressive, the ball is more…”

He thought for a while, and reluctantly used a neutral word like "do whatever you want" to describe it.

"If you insist on continuing, it will be very bad for Bull." Oishi said, "But the strange thing is that Fuji seems to have said something to Kirihara before, which made the other party even more irritated... He should not have this kind of personality. .”

"Do they have friendship?" Taocheng tilted his head and asked.

"I haven't heard of it?" Kikumaru touched his chin, suddenly thought of something, frowned, and turned back suspiciously, "I said, little one——"

Ryoma adjusted the height of the hat brim uncomfortably: "What?"

"I was a little concerned before." Detective Kikumaru folded his arms around his chest, leaned closer and squinted his eyes to look up and down, "During the handshake before the game, Li Haida's gang kept staring at you strangely, you Didn't you find it?"

"Well……"

"Did you do something else before?"

Longma thought about it hard, but he didn't feel that he had done anything that would impress the members of Lihai University—like provoking their vice-minister in public, could it be counted as a thing? ——He shook his head and said, "Probably not."

"Really?" Not only Kikumaru, but also the expressions of several other people were quite distrustful.

Taocheng put his hand in and muttered: "That's strange. With the temper of Fuji-senpai, how could he provoke the opponent for no reason? It's not the one from Saint Rudolph."

Ha - sneeze!

Just in time, someone in the row behind them sneezed.Taocheng paused for a moment, turned his head and turned around, and sure enough, he saw the so-and-so and so-and-so of Saint Rudolph...

Guan Yue was dissatisfied and said, "What do you mean?"

Fuji Yuta looked quite embarrassed: "Don't talk about these things... We are here to watch the game!"

Kikumaru looked at Yuta, and thoughtfully: "Yes, it was because of Yuta that Fuji did something to Guanyue—"

"I didn't get hurt, okay?" Guan Yue protested.

He ignored it, and continued on his own: "Then, how did Qieyuan provoke him?"

"Anyway," Qian put down his notebook, "it's definitely not a trivial matter that will make Fuji angry."

Haitang was a little surprised: "Didn't you record it?"

Shaking his head dryly, he replied: "Not now. This game will surpass all records, and you must see clearly with your eyes."

When he said this, he saw it from the corner of his eye, and before he reminded, Ryoma had already focused on it.He had a little guess in his heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then rewind the time to a few minutes ago.

——"Is it you?"

That ethereal voice fell into his ears, and Kirihara was startled again.Although it was not as thrilling as the ball from the side, it seemed that there were some special emotions caught in it, which he captured sensitively.

He patted the ashes on his pants, got up from the ground fairly neatly, and saw the good-tempered boy looking at him coldly.

"The person who injured Echizen was indeed you."

"What's the matter, are you distressed?"

To be honest, Kirihara still feels very humiliated recalling that match, and being teased repeatedly by his current opponents, the militant elements in his body have been fully activated, at least verbally he must not be defeated.

"I thought...you were going to take revenge on me." He moved his wrist casually, turning the racket back and forth, "It doesn't look like that. If I don't show some real skills, I might not I've given you a chance, huh?"

It is undeniable that he was a little guilty.

It is not a good thing to enter that bloodthirsty state. Judging from the words and expressions of their seniors, they somewhat disagree.But there is no doubt that he will become stronger.

For the competition, it doesn't matter what way it is, as long as it can win.This is Li Haida.

Thinking this way, he swung the racket vigorously, and after hearing the dull impact sound, Kirihara's movements inevitably froze for a moment.He looked at his opponent who was knocked to the ground by himself, and a pair of angry eyes appeared in front of his eyes.

At that time, his memory was already a little fuzzy, but the most profound thing was Ryoma's firm eyes under patience, which made him a little bit shaken...

Can this really defeat the opponent completely?Can he defeat her will and convince her to lose?

In order to win, even with this method... is it really possible?

Kirihara stood still, watching the referee hurriedly come over to check the player's injury, listening to the noisy discussion on the sidelines, wandered around, and found the figure in Qingxue's auditorium.

However, this time, she just looked at his opponent with concentration and concern, unlike that day when she only had him in her eyes.Maybe he will be angry, he will be disdainful... Kirihara thought dullly, and secretly clenched the racket.

But, no matter what, he will win this game.

"Qing Xue! Qing Xue!"

"Lihai is big, we must win!"

The voices from the courtside set off another climax.

Kirihara looked at Fuji and refused the referee's support, and slowly stood up from the ground, his pretty face was frowned because of the pain, and the appearance of cold sweat dripping with cold sweat might break the hearts of many girls.

"It's really hard work." He muttered in a low voice, and had an idea, "You don't like her too..."