must love tennis

Who would have thought that it was Sakurano Ryuzaki who saved her in the end.

The small, slender and exquisite body moved forward, and the big boys with rough nerves came to their senses, scratching their cheeks and laughing guiltily.

"I definitely don't mean to take the opportunity to retaliate, meow..." Juwan meowed in Wuyin 300 here.

Peng Xiang couldn't bear to look directly at her and shook her shoulders, getting goose bumps all over her body.

Sakura coughed twice, turned to Ryoma and took out a handkerchief: "Wipe your sweat first, be careful not to catch a cold."

After such a toss just now, I sweated a lot, but the towel I used was too wet to be used again. She observed it really carefully.

Throwing peaches, repaying plums, Long Ma accepted the kindness, and quite readily stuffed her with the grape soda he just got: "Thank you."

Bu Er calmly passed the sports drink in his hand to Ryoma: "We still need to replenish water."

Sakura looked at the soda in her hand, not caring about being happy, but looked at them thoughtfully.

Before he had time to drink it, he just unscrewed the cap of the bottle. He seemed very kind, and there was no reason to refuse it.For this kind of person who started to watch the scene after stirring up trouble, Ryoma was very upset, curled his lips, turned his head and asked Yuta: "Are you all there?"

Guanyue gritted her teeth quietly: "...Did you just find out?!"

This is definitely learned from Buer!

Longma turned a blind eye: "By the way, when did you guys come?"

"It's already here." Fuji Yuta shrugged and replied, "My brother's game just now...well, it was about that time. Oh, you all played well."

He didn't really mind.Because obviously, Ryoma was very concerned about his brother's game, and he never lost his mind from the beginning to the end, even if he didn't pay attention to other people, it was normal.

Ryoma nodded reservedly: "Well, it's okay."

"I'm so proud of you. You can beat the current number one seed in the middle school tennis world." Although Yuta is used to her temper, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. "It's enough for you to brag about for a lifetime."

That's not it!Taocheng was delighted to hear that, and with You Rongyan, he stretched out his arm, grabbed Longma's shoulder, and was about to say something, but unexpectedly, the little girl was even more ambitious, and she immediately said——

"That's not enough, is it?"

"what?"

"Isn't he the deputy minister?" Ryoma analyzed logically, "No matter how you look at it, their minister should be stronger, right?"

As soon as the words fell, all the seniors of Qingxue showed profound expressions and long eyes.Yuta looked at the crazily reflective dry glasses, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "You are right to say that. Anyway, I heard from senior Guanyue that the head of Lihai University is a terrible guy."

Pengxiang let out a wow, and asked, "How terrible is it?"

Horio clasped his arms around his chest and made a reasoning statement: "I heard that he is on par with Minister Tezuka, and may even be more—hmm!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Taocheng suddenly covered his mouth.Horio struggled, was glared threateningly by Kaidou again, and tremblingly lowered his hand.

"As far as I know," Gan took a marker pen and randomly clicked on the notebook. At first glance, it seemed to be drawing meaningless lines, "Tezuka met Sanada during the national hour game."

"What's the result?" Taocheng asked.

"Of course I won, big score." Gan replied calmly.

"Oh..." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, "As expected of Tezuka."

"I still don't think he'll lose to anyone." Kikumaru said, holding his chin.

Dashi sighed: "I have always thought so."

"about this--"

Gan seems to want to conduct a so-called "review" of that distant game, but it is obvious that everyone's attention has been shifted quickly.

Yuta looked at the chattering Qingxue team members, and suddenly thought of something: "Actually, a lot of people came just now, didn't you notice?"

Um?Ryoma drank the water and blinked.

"I've seen a lot of the schools that were eliminated before. In the six corners that I played with you--their first-year minister doesn't like you very much? By the way, there is also the... person of the ice emperor?" Yuta said. Looking around, the spectators left one after another at this time, but there were still many people who did not leave, gathered by the court, waiting for the closing ceremony of the Kanto Conference.

For example, Fudofeng and Liujiao, who had just finished the third place competition, also played very fiercely. They came to watch the game before taking a break. The atmosphere has changed quite a bit.

As for the Ice Emperor?

Ryoma also looked out following his gaze, but naturally he didn't see a single figure, only heard Yuta muttering: "It's gone? You're walking so fast? But I obviously saw it..."

She guessed wildly: "Isn't it because I made a wrong bet that I'm ashamed to see others?"

"That's possible." Yuta agreed.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Do you want a drink? Senior has already bought it just now...ah, the grape juice is gone."

Taocheng shook the empty soda can, coughing heavily: "I'm sorry, Echizen, it's all because of Kaidou, who kept stopping me from buying this flavor—so I had to choose something else, isn't it okay?"

"Tezuka also told me to drink less cold drinks." Dashi interrupted.

Ryoma looked melancholy at the tasteless sports drink in his hand, and sighed: "Disappointed."

"It's useless to act like a baby!"

"It's late! Look, it's all over..."

Among the crowds leaving the sports park one after another, the two retrograde figures stood out from the crowd—Vulcan stood among a group of junior high school students, easily one head higher, looking left and right, with a handsome face that looked extremely awkward.

"Hey, it's too late to go now."

"But didn't you agree in advance? Vulcan Lord himself promised, you can't break the contract." His partner said, "Even if the game is over, you should go to the scene to witness it in person?"

"It's true to say so, but I always feel very embarrassed..." Vulcan hesitated, dragging his feet.

The further you go, the fewer people there are.He hesitated for a moment, and called to passers-by: "Hi, sorry to bother you—is today's game over?"

"Huh?" The lonely passer-by classmate stopped his slow pace and raised his eyebrows, "Is there a match between Qingxue and Lihai University?"

"Ah yes, that's right..." Vulcan coughed dryly, "I don't know which side won?"

"I really don't have confidence in my friends, Lord Vulcan." His partner interrupted suddenly, making the corners of his mouth twitch slightly.

Atobe looked at the two high school students with interest: "Who is your friend?"

"Ah, he..." Vulcan seemed a little annoyed, and said, "It's not that I don't have confidence! I'm not kidding, that guy is the most promising player I met in the United States. How could he lose?"

"Vulcan Lord said so swearingly before INTERHIGH," the partner spared no effort to add fuel to the fire, "In the end, we still lost badly."

Vulcan: "..."

Vulcan gritted his teeth, slightly raised his hand as if he wanted to rub the soft hair, but held back, after all, it was true, and said angrily, "Are you trying to call me a crow's mouth?"

"Well," Atobe coughed lightly, "you don't have to worry about that."

The two turned their heads together.

"They won." He said succinctly, his eyes finally turned from this overly prominent high school student to his peers, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Um?This is not the day...

The boy I met in the arena that day seemed to suddenly become shy, and hid behind his friend, only discreetly showing a pair of eyes.

"Qingxue won? Really, that's great!" Vulcan heaved a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face again, "Then I'm relieved."

The partner whispered: "However, we were late and didn't see anything when we obviously won the game-wouldn't that be more embarrassing?"

Vulcan's face fell again: "Heizi, please stop talking. I knew I wouldn't come!"

"That's the worst thing to do."

"Yes...so I didn't listen to you?"

"And you just said, 'most potential'? That word has a lot of meaning."

"Actually, I want to say 'the most powerful'. Why, you won't be jealous of this, will you?" Vulcan defended, paused while talking, looked at Atobe, hesitated slightly, "Uh — Judging by your reaction, do you know Echizen Ryoma too?"

Atobe slightly hooked his lips: "I have also seen this partner next to you."

Vulcan raised his eyebrows in surprise, and turned to look behind him.Heizi was silent for a while, feeling very uncomfortable being exposed to the insightful eyes, and reluctantly said: "...It seems that I have seen it before."

——"Trace Department!"

At this time, a call from behind interrupted their conversation, Atobe looked back at him casually, waved his hand to Hiri and shouted: "You are walking too fast! What are you rushing for?"

He smiled, and said to Vulcan: "It's still too late for you to go now."

"Ah, thank you very much!"

As an opportunity, Atobe politely said goodbye to the two high school students he met by chance, and waited for his teammates to catch up.

Shishido noticed Vulcan, but he was very unfamiliar with this face, so he didn't take it seriously, took a look and looked away: "Atobe, did you forget something?"

Atobe folded his arms and raised his chin slightly: "Huh? What else?"

"That's right, the bet just now—" the red-haired boy rolled his eyes, pretending to be concerned about classmate Cilang who was sleeping on Huadi's shoulder, and poked him on the head, naturally there was no response.

"Humph." Of course Atobe didn't forget, and straightened the hair beside his ear, "Don't worry."

"If you don't hurry up, you may be preempted by others." Renzu said meaningfully.As a seemingly emotional veteran, he seems to be keenly aware of something.

"Has Atobe-senpai gone on this road forever?" Hikichi Ruo sighed leisurely.

Atobe has always been calm and composed, even if he is so, he is also a little uncomfortable by this group of teammates who are crazily hinting.He stroked his chin and pondered for a while: Is he so obvious?

Shinozu nodded: Yes, it's that obvious.He winked his eyes by the way, but don't worry, I support you.

"Huh?" Atobe's eyes became even weirder.

"After my assessment—" he said enthusiastically.

"Have you passed the assessment yet?!" Everyone looked sideways at the same time.

"Cough, in a sense." Renzu has a big heart and continued without changing his expression, "After all, I am also curious, is it true that all international students who come back from the UK have this tendency? It is really a magical country. "

All members of Ice Empress fell silent: "..."

Atobe said coldly: "A person like you who has never been there is more dangerous no matter how you look at it."

……

A sneeze!

Ryoma sneezed again.

"Strange, the nose is a little uncomfortable, always itchy."

"Haven't you wiped off the sweat?" Dashi immediately found a spare dry towel, wishing he could wrap her into a rice dumpling immediately, "Ah, sure enough, you can't relax after winning the game. Your body is the most important thing, everyone!"

"It's very windy today." Looking into the distance, his eyes flickered, and he turned around and called out, "Yueqian."

Long Ma was physically and mentally exhausted, and obviously didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he just cheered up: "Is...Senior Buer?"

"Go back and take a good hot bath."

"Well, that's what I planned to do."

"Speaking of which, ever since the gashapon incident happened, I've been in the shadow of hot baths." Kikumaru touched the back of his neck with lingering fear and said, it's okay not to mention it. The expressions of a group of people were all the same at this exit. stiff.

"What gastronomy?" Peng Xiang was confused.

"It's better not to know, little girl..." Taocheng said in a mature way.

Yuta heheed twice: "It's not that your thoughts are too dirty!"

"Nonsense," Kikumaru immediately meowed, "I'm not that kind of person!"

"That's right, big breasts...it's not my thing!" Taocheng hurriedly waved his hands, "It's been said that I like the healthy, lively, and petite type!"

He hurriedly updated the information, swishing the tip of his pen across the paper: "Is it okay even if it's an A?"

"It's unbelievable, don't all boys like...?" Ryoma was also very surprised, rubbing his chin and thinking of his stinky old man, he immediately felt disgusted.

"Little one, do you understand so well!" Kikumaru turned pale in shock and covered his mouth, "Ah, what should we do, Dashi, our future star has been polluted! It's all A Tao's fault!"

"Eh?! Can this be my fault too?—Obviously the seniors think so too!"

The more Coach Ryuzaki heard, the more something was wrong, and finally he couldn't bear it any longer. He came up and gave a shudder from the back: "Okay, give me enough!"

It's getting more and more outrageous.Everyone was sent to the closing ceremony in desperation by the coach.

Ryoma fell behind, stuffed the racket into the bag and put it on his back, while Sakurano and the others were still standing beside him, hesitating to speak.

Pengxiang couldn't help probing: "Mr. Longma, what do you think? Don't tell me you also like the..."

Ryoma's mind was full of the magnificent spheres in the color magazine confiscated by his mother, and he slightly distorted his face: "...can you refuse to answer?"

"No, it's okay! I just asked casually." Pengxiang waved his hands nervously, pretending to be relaxed.

Ryoma looked around and saw that there were no other people. After thinking about it, he told them that it shouldn't matter: "Actually——"

"Hey!" Both of them opened their eyes wide.

"I still don't know what liking is." She confessed, "However, at least the same interests can have a common language, right?"

For example, she has no desire to understand people who are not interested at all, so how can she talk about liking?

"Well, that's how it is." Sakura nodded after hearing that.

This kind of words are more comfortable for girls.

"So, the person I like..." Ryoma frowned, trying to conceive the image of the so-called Prince Charming in his mind, but it was always vague, so he shrugged, "I don't know what it is like, but it should be I like playing tennis."

Pengxiang let out a long monophonic exclamation: "So, Mr. Longma really loves tennis!"

Instead, she froze for a moment, belatedly recalling her statement.

Ah... so it is.

it is as expected.