[Hunter anti-wear] unique

Some heartless, completely different from the seriousness that He Yan just met, "It's natural to be unpopular. You are also like this, aren't you?"

He Yan chuckled: "I don't know how you feel when you come here. However, I think I'm different from you."

"Oh?"

"I gave up tennis a long time ago. This time I agree, it's all for money." He said honestly, "Joining you is for profit, and I may only have a perfunctory mood."

"So, the victory of Ice Empress is not in your consideration?"

"Yes."

"If I give you a little more benefit, won't you try your best?"

"I don't necessarily win if I try my best. I'm just the top eight in Chinese women's tennis." He Yan satirized himself.

"There's a reason, isn't it? I know inside information."

Heyan froze, raised his head and looked at Supervisor Uehara.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now, you go and change your clothes first, and I will introduce you to all the staff later." However, Director Uehara returned to his original serious state, ignored Heyan's gaze and took it out from the side drawer A set of off-white sportswear, "The women's changing room is the second room on the left. Come find me here after changing."

"……it is good."

So Heyan walked out the door with a set of sportswear.

He Yan found the changing room and pushed the door open.She doesn't like procrastinating, so she changes clothes very quickly. She puts the changed clothes in the cabinet with her name on it, pulls out the key, and puts it in her pocket.

The corridor of the agency office was empty, He Yan turned a corner and walked to the room where he was just now.

As a result, when Heyan was about to knock on the door, the voice from inside made Heyan stop.

"Atobe, did you use your profit to join her here?" the voice of Superintendent Uehara.

"Ah."

"Didn't you always dislike bringing dreams and interests together?"

"Supervisor, I can't find a woman who can be a tennis player in Hyoidi." Atobe's voice was still so calm, "If I don't do this, not only will my dream not come true, but it is very likely that I will not even try .”

"Your father gave you an ultimatum?"

"Give up tennis in the third year of high school and inherit the family business."

It was quiet inside the door.

He Yan smiled outside the door.

He uses her to fulfill his dreams.She also uses him to make money.

dream.

For her who originally loved tennis, but couldn't love tennis at this time anyway, it has become a thing of the past.

Now, she has only one wish, and that is to embark on the journey back home.

dong dong.

"Supervisor, I've changed my clothes." After standing outside the door for another 2 minutes, He Yan knocked on the door.

The door opened from the inside, and the proud dazzling young man walked out, and left without looking at He Yan.Supervisor Uehara then came out, patted Heyan on the shoulder with a smile.

"Come on, I'll take you to the stadium."

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The passionate teenagers are running on the field one by one holding a racket.The sun is just right, neither hot nor cold.Supervisor Uehara led Heyan into the tennis court.

"Assemble!" Supervisor Uehara was full of air.

In an instant, no matter what the teenagers were doing just now, they all gathered in front of them neatly.Standing at the forefront are the six players who are being selected.

Huadi, whom Heyan had met before, quietly stood behind Supervisor Uehara.

"Our Ice Emperor High School Tennis Club welcomes a new player today." Superintendent Uehara put his hands behind his back, "She will participate in this year's competition as our only officially selected female player."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a commotion underneath.

"What is there to discuss!?" Director Uehara shouted, "Let me introduce myself."

He Yan glanced at Superintendent Uehara, and took a few steps forward: "He Yan, a Chinese, is currently a student in Class [-], Grade [-] of Bingdi High School, please give me more advice in the future."

Supervisor Uehara took a look and felt that it was useless for him to continue standing here, let these young people continue.He patted Heyan on the shoulder, nodded to Atobe, and left the venue.

As soon as Supervisor Uehara left, the venue exploded.

"Welcome!" A boy booed from behind.

"Heyan!" The red doll-headed boy standing in front of the main selection team stretched out his arms and waved, "Let us see your golf skills."

"Yue Ren, don't talk to He Yansang like that." The boy who was also standing in the main selection team was the boy with dark blue hair and glasses who had helped Heyan find the Academic Affairs Office before, and he said gently, "We meet again, He Yansang. "

"Hello, Senpai Ninzu." He Yan first nodded politely at Ninzu, and when he looked up, he quickly scanned the different expressions of the teenagers in front of him, and understood, "As for this..."

"Xiang Riyue." Renzu asked to help.

"Senior Xiang Zhi's request, I think it can be regarded as a common request of all of you." He Yan smiled, "I think it can be shown to you."

Atobe Keigo folded his arms, and looked at Heyan indifferently: "Then you and..."

"Wait." Heyan interrupted Atobe's words, "One-on-one sparring is too much work, class is about to begin."

Atobe gestured for her to explain: "Huh?"

"Can you lend me ten balls?"

Atobe gave her a strange look: "Huadi, bring me the ball."

"Wushi." Agreeing, Huadi walked into the field and took out ten balls in a short while.

"Thank you." He Yan thanked Huadi, and said to Atobe, "I need ten more people, whatever you want. Play a game."

"Whoever wants to try it, just try it." Atobe said.

"I'll come, I'll come!" Akutagawa Jirou shouted his arms.

"I'll come to play too!" Xiang Riyue quit.

The rest of the officially selected people watched without interest, and the non-selected people were a little eager to try.

"It's just a game." He Yan took out his black racket from his ball bag, walked forward, and stood on the side of the tennis court.

Opposite her stood ten people, five in a row, each holding a tennis ball.

"No way?" Renzu was a little surprised, "She wants a one-to-ten match."

"Look." Atobe watched with folded arms.

"Heyan..." Feng was a little worried.

"You are in the same class as her, Chotaro." The boy with the hat on his back.

"Yes, Anato-senpai."

"One ball determines the outcome." He Yan smiled lightly, tidying up his hair, "Serve the ball at the same time, let's start."

With an order, ten balls flew towards He Yan at the same time.

He Yan, who was originally relaxed and smiling, immediately became serious.With her eyes closed, she felt the wind blowing from the front, catching tiny holes.

She moved.

Spread her legs apart, hold her racket with both hands, the racket is perpendicular to her own body in front of her chest, she holds her breath like a swordsman, and then, just for a moment.

No one saw how she moved, and all ten balls were returned to the opposite side of the field.No matter how sharp or tricky the ball was, they all went back.

Everyone was stunned.

He Yan let out a breath, took the beat back, and said with a smile: "Then, I'm qualified."

"...Well." Atobe came back to his senses, and looked at Heyan carefully.

The beautiful melody resounds throughout the campus.

"Okay, pack up now, it's time to go to class." Atobe said.

"So you're so powerful!" Feng walked up to He Yan who was packing up his things.

"Thank you, Feng." He Yan said modestly, "That's my unique move, it will waste a lot of energy, and I won't take it out easily when playing games."

"what?"

"Hehe, what she means is that she is not very powerful." Renzu helped the good boy Feng to explain Heyan's meaning, lifted his own glasses, and smiled, "I hope to see your other moves one day."

"It won't be great."

"Don't say that..."

"Hey! Be careful—" a voice shouted from afar.

The three of them didn't have time to react, seeing that the ball was about to hit He Yan's head.

Turning back He Yan, the pupils suddenly contracted.When she was ready to be hit by the ball, the ball suddenly seemed to be hindered by something, it fell to the ground with a click, bounced a few times, and rolled away.

The familiar feeling hit Heyan, Heyan was slightly startled, and turned his head to look at the big tree outside.

A man stood there, strongly intervening in the gentleness of nature, forming his unique aura, with hair fluttering across his forehead, his golden eyes were cold and sharp, one hand resting on the big tree, the other opened to this side, diverging strongly thought power.

Swept by Feitan's gaze, Heyan shuddered.

"How is it? No injury?" Feng asked worriedly, "Fortunately, the ball stopped in time."

"Well, it's okay." He Yan forced a smile.

Ninjazu put his hand on his chin, looked at the tennis ball that had stopped rolling, and thought: "Strange..."

"What's the matter, Senpai Ninja?"

"No, it's nothing." Ren Zuo regained his senses and nodded to Feng, glanced at He Yan who was still not sober, and there was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The member who played tennis just now came to apologize to Heyan.

He Yan shook his head and said nothing more.

Morning training is over.

10 Murder

The tennis club members packed up their things and went to class.He Yan shook his head, realizing that he really didn't want to go to class.She carried her tennis bag and walked towards the woods at the corner of the campus.Since the last time, He Yan has fallen in love with it, the tranquility is reassuring, and maybe it also contains warm memories.

Just now, Heyan rejected Feng's invitation to go back to class with her, and asked Feng to ask the teacher for leave. The good boy Feng didn't doubt it, and asked Heyan with a concerned face if he was uncomfortable.

He Yan smiled and didn't answer.

Feng nodded and told her to rest well, then left and walked towards the teaching building.

and words are knowledge