must love tennis

"I think he must be profitable."

In the online chat room just established by the Qingxue Tennis Team, everyone is discussing intensely.

The group chat message was beeping. Longma glanced at it before, and had already thrown the phone aside. At this time, he was so noisy that he had to pick it up again. As soon as he opened the lock screen, he saw countless emoticons flying in front of him. Pass.

Amazing hand speed.

Finally, a swamp fish from that iconic cactus head: I've seen it all.JPG

At this point, the screen swiping finally stopped.

Gan said: "If Fuji was not there at the time, I have reason to suspect that Atobe wanted to do more than these."

"Second!" Taocheng expressed support.

Dashi: "You guys are too exaggerated..."

"Is it for revenge on our whole team?" Kikumaru began to think about conspiracy theories, but changed the subject in the next second, "But, I haven't been on a cruise ship yet, so I'm looking forward to it! It feels like death is worth it!"

Dashi stroked his forehead: "You have no bottom line!"

Family members also had mixed reviews about the trip.

"Are you going to play on the island?" Lunzi touched his cheek longingly, as if recalling the good old days, "When I was young, I also liked to run around. There are many handsome boys on the beach in Hawaii!"

This time it was Nanjiro's turn to chuckle dryly: "Probably, uh, maybe, that's it."

Still obsessed with the adult magazines he had just discovered and taken from him, he assumed the emptiness of a quitter, lying on the floor using the newspaper as a sunshade.

A lazy voice came from under the newspaper: "Then remember to bring your swimsuit, girl—ah, but be careful not to be hit by the beautiful big sisters!"

Ryoma: "..."

She coughed dryly, and then emphasized: "I went with the school team members and opponents from other schools. Isn't it a sweet trip?"

"Ah, but, it's true that they're all boys, right?" Lunzi raised her chin, frowned slightly worriedly, and looked at the young man beside her, "Brother Zuando, what do you think?"

The big heart sat cross-legged in front of the coffee table, fiddling with a paper flower, lowered his head, half of his face was blocked by the reflective glasses, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.Looking at it from Ryoma's point of view, he could just see the corners of his lips curling up slowly.

"Oh, after all, it's a child of this age, and he is very playful." He said slowly and briskly, his voice was so pleasant that he didn't sound like he wanted to object, "it's not a bad thing to have more contact with the opposite sex. Yes Right, Kazuya?"

Tokugawa sat across from him, and in front of him was a physics exercise book—it seemed that this was the direction he was studying recently. It was a shame that he was so diligent and eager to learn—he heard the words , twitched his slender eyebrows calmly, and turned his gaze to Ryoma.

"You want to go."

"Hmm... After all, it's very tempting." Ryoma said slowly.

"Indeed." Tokugawa nodded, "I've never been on a cruise ship either."

"To be precise, I don't remember even if there is." Brother Irie said with a smile.

Ryoma: "In that case..."

She could see that they wanted to go too.

"That rich young master who invited you, I really want to get to know him." Irie Kanata said cheerfully, while spreading his palms, he blew on the ball of paper, and saw the crumpled paper. The paper miraculously unraveled, revealing layers of petals.

magic?

Ryoma reached out his hand curiously, and Irie handed it to her: "If you like, I can teach you."

"That's not necessary," she just wanted to see, not interested in research, "I don't need to please those girls in the coffee shop."

"With this tone, Xiao Longma is jealous?"

She snorted: "Then it's even more unnecessary? If you want to get to know Senior Atobe, then there's no problem. I can send him an email right now."

While Ryoma was busy tinkering with the phone, Irie got up and poured a glass of water. When he came back, he sat down beside Tokugawa and said quietly, "You seem to be worried about something."

Tokugawa twirled his pen indifferently, drawing auxiliary lines on the draft paper, and said without raising his head, "It doesn't count."

"Do you have a hunch that something is going to happen?" Irie said thoughtfully, "To tell you the truth, I also have this feeling."

"It's not necessarily a bad thing." Tokugawa replied slowly.

"...Who knows?"

Atobe is really impeccable in terms of generosity.

When the appointed day came, the group of people took the shuttle bus to the pier with their large and small luggage, and when they met up with Bingdi, they were immediately shocked by the sight in front of them.

The sunshine, the long coastline, and the magnificent ships docked at the pier - judging by the tonnage, it is no problem as a large passenger ship.

Sometimes it's really hard to imagine the world of the rich.

Kikumaru turned his head and bit his ear with Fuji, and delivered a melancholy speech.

Ten meters away from them, the Bingdi team members who have seen the world in theory also sighed slightly: "Is this the first time?"

"For a cruise ship of this level... it's really the first time."

"I thought the luxury plane that was chartered before was already the ultimate. Tsk tsk tsk, Huadi, what do you think?"

"..."

"It proves that your and my imagination are still too limited."

"Ha ha."

"Ugh."

……

"I really don't understand you rich people." Xiang Riyue made a concluding complaint.As if some kind of signal, a group of people raised their feet at the same time - two steps back.

After separating a clear line, they raised their heads in unison again, looking at Atobe with vigour.

Atobe: "..."

The eldest young master dressed very leisurely today.Because of the hot weather, he was not so solemn, and the light-colored shirt was rolled up at the elbows, revealing just the right muscle lines.

With one hand in his trouser pocket, he was playing with his mobile phone, pressing his fingers rapidly, and he didn't know who he was sending a message to - or an instruction? ——The shattered hair that was blown by the sea breeze brushed freely across the cheeks, always smiling calmly and calmly, with a relaxed posture, dismissive of the subtle "hostility" emotions that this group of people spared no effort to show.

When Ryoma and the others approached cautiously, Atobe raised his eyes and diverted his attention from the phone screen, and casually greeted, "Here we are."

"This is too grand." Dashi said in shock, "It's almost like entertaining foreign distinguished guests... Aren't we just ordinary middle school students!"

Everyone nodded frantically in agreement.

"Speaking of foreign distinguished guests—" Ren Zu suddenly spoke, and his sharp eyes circled meaningfully, looking for a foothold.

Then everyone looked in his direction and fell silent.

"Meow..." Kikumaru made an inexplicable voice, "Little one, you came back from America."

"Uh, yes." Long Ma was baffled by the dozen or so people, and he puffed out his chest full of confidence, "Why?"

"..."

I don't know what to say.Kikumaru was speechless, and the others were hesitant to speak.

"Cough," Ninzu decided to ease the atmosphere, "I probably want to ask you, have you ever had a similar experience abroad?"

Ryoma thought for less than a second, then shook his head with certainty.

"We always go to Hawaii by passenger plane. There are only yacht services." As for large cruise ships, it is not of the same nature.

Just as she was talking, Taocheng next to her received the cue from Renzu's eyes, understood it, and pinched the brim of her hat: "Hey, that's enough, we haven't even been to Hawaii."

"Ah, there must be many beautiful sisters on the beach!" Kikumaru was easily shifted from the focus, his eyes lit up and entered the reverie mode.

"It's better to say whether there will be on a private cruise ship..." Lian Qian was a little fanciful.

The boys looked at Atobe in unison again.The latter dropped a black line at one end: "You guys are really good at pushing an inch."

It was almost time to depart, and the professional waiters on the cruise welcomed them onto the ship, briefly introduced each area, and then led them to the guest room area to prepare for check-in.

There are more than enough rooms on such a big ship, but the teenagers like to be in groups, except for Atobe who swaggered into the door at the end alone, the others looked at each other, and naturally discussed the grouping arrangement.

Remove the trace part, which happens to be an even number.

The doubles partners consciously approached, but the rest...

Taocheng said hoarsely: "I refuse! Sharing a room with this guy is inferior to me! I just jump into the sea on the spot and swim back! It is absolutely unacceptable!"

Haitang gritted his teeth and geared up: "Are you looking for death? Hiss—"

"Huh? What did you say?" Taocheng dropped the luggage bag casually and stroked his sleeves.

Haitang stepped forward: "Who is afraid of whom? Do you want to fight!?"

Hecun was caught between the two of them, shaking his arms tremblingly, "Stop it, stop beating—"

Everyone: "..."

It's almost like watching some big idol sadomasochism drama.

Xiang Ri wiped off his sweat: "Your teammates in Qingxue really have rich and diverse friendships, aha, ha..."

"I'm really sorry, I made you laugh." Dashi laughed stiffly.

The coach was not present, and neither was Tezuka. Among the current group of people, no one is absolutely sure to separate the two powder kegs.Ryoma sighed, carrying bags and suitcases, walked past the two silently, and approached the safest candidate: "Senior Fuji, can I be with you?"

This was completely within Bu Er's expectation, he smiled and gestured to the door next to him: "Please."

The dispute outside the room was still going on, until Feng Changtaro boldly proposed: "Why don't we draw lots?"

was unanimously approved.

Not long after, the corridor became quiet, and Ryoma poked his head out cautiously to look out, and saw Momojo happily walking in with his arms around Shinozuki's shoulders, and Kaitang and Huachi walking side by side in silence...

Kikumaru stood beside Shishido and stroked his chin, saying, "It seems to be okay?"

Shishido shrugged: "Whatever, I just want world peace."

The tall Feng bowed solemnly to the equally tall Gan: "Senior, please give me some advice!"

Hijiruo looked at the muscles on Kawamura's arms while walking, ready to move: "I heard that you have learned karate, senior?"

"Ah, yes, but that was a long time ago... Are you interested too?"

"This is..."

When Ryoma returned to the room, Fuji had consciously occupied a bed on the inner side, and gave her the bed next to the balcony.The suitcase hadn't been opened yet, and it was standing sideways against the bed.He squatted in front of the bedside table and didn't know what he was tinkering with.

"Is this a clothesline?" Ryoma sat down by the bed and looked at it curiously.

"Yes, I used to take it with me when I went out, it was more useful." Fuji replied.

Ryoma looked back out the window.Although the balcony is very spacious and the wind is strong, it is sea water after all, it is very humid, and clothes can only be dried indoors...

"But, there should be enough space in the closet, right?"

Bu Er didn't have time to answer.He finally tied the knot and fixed it to the bedside lamp in the hallway, then walked along the bed to the other side and hung it above the vanity mirror.

He dug out the extra sheets from the closet, raised them above the rope and shook them vigorously, and spread them out evenly.The sheet fell, forming a curtain.

Then Fuji opened a corner from behind the curtain, revealing a smiling face: "Of course it's for you."

"……what."

"Really, at least I'm a bit self-conscious about my identity." There was a hint of reproach in Fuji's tone.

Ryoma did not expect that he had prepared so much in advance, so thoughtful and thoughtful, scratched his cheek a little embarrassedly: "I will come out after changing clothes in the bathroom."

It was not yet night, so Fuji closed the curtain again, lest someone would come in and see it later, and keep asking questions, which is not easy to explain.After he finished these, when he turned around, Ryoma had already packed the suitcase properly, and then... took out her tennis bag.

Bu Er smiled: "So, your brother is so relieved that you have come like this?"

"Well," Ryoma replied while taking out a tennis racket to check habitually, "They said they would come, but I don't know why I didn't see them when I set off today."

"Is there any emergency delay?"

"Maybe. Senior Irie sent me a text message saying, see you later... I don't know what it means." Ryoma sighed, thinking that she had to go to Atobu to explain this matter.

Wait, speaking of Atobe...

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Uncle Atobe knocked on the door very irritablely, and raised his voice loudly: "I will help you out!"