Wang Wang's dream color

For everyone in the spectator seats, what they saw...was a transformation, a sublimation.

As for Chu Ming, who was silently staring at the figure on the stage in the dark, what he saw...was just another outpouring of more urgent and distinct emotions.

His girl is working desperately for his expectations...

My lapel... the first name's sharp hidden golden pupils shimmered, slightly soft...slightly tender.

It's just a sphere formed by all the emotions, it's very fragile and unfamiliar... She hasn't fully grasped it yet, and it hasn't even formed a complete domain.

Shanze tried his best to maintain a clear mind that was a little shaken by Sarah's more violent impact, and the light blue light around him also swayed to give her the greatest protection.

"You work so hard...does he know...does he need to..."

The erratic and seductive voice lingers in my ears, accompanied by the lonely loneliness in those memories, crushing Shanze's vibrating mood over and over again.

She desperately opened her eyes wide to look at the tall figure opposite, but her eyes were blurred, mixed with the figure in her memory.

No way... The shadow of the ball around him is constantly shaking, and under the impact of Sarah's interference, Shanze is already on the verge of being unable to continue the game...

If it weren't for the momentum of the ball inspired at the critical moment, she might have been defeated.

Taking a deep breath, Shanze closed his eyes, calmed down his turbulent mood, and recalled the practice process that he was so tired that he fainted a little bit... recalled his voice a little bit, and hit the guidance of the center.

"The so-called ball potential is the crystallization of the player's comprehension, and the competition is about the realm of skill and ball feel."

"Through continuous practice, when you have a deep connection with the ball and racket, you will want to create and create your own experience. That is your potential...and then it will become your field."

"The competition and suppression of potential is also the contest of experience and accumulation."

As he said that, he looked at Shanze with warm affirmation.

"Your practice, your experience, is enough."

"Learn to use... so many years of unforgettable familiarity and experience."

As he said that, the fingers brushing Shanze's cheeks were cool and clear.

Use...experience?

Shanze slowly opened his eyes... seems to have realized.

"my memories..."

She looked at Sarah on the opposite side and murmured.

"Not pain...abandoned."

"How I feel... how do you understand?"

The bluish light gradually became stronger, lingering on her shots, and Shanze's eyes gradually became sharp as Shanze became more determined... Enveloped with her true emotions over the years... whistling away!

Very gorgeous blue...a melancholic and pure blue.

Sakura stood under the stage and looked up... The whistling sharp blue blade contained the color of emotions she couldn't understand...

emotion.what she's missing...

remember.what she lost..

why?Sakura looked at the slightly trembling figure who was working hard for the so-called relationship, her calm eyes moved slightly...

Why do I have such a feeling in the dark——

She also had... had a similar fervent prayer and love.

For whom?

for what...

Gorgeous blue unfurls very enchanting flowers!

The ball that Sarah provoked was terrifying... What came back was nothing else... just scenes of memory fragments that were so strong that they almost drowned her and the entanglements... eager and sincere emotions!

"Brother..." "Brother..."...

Timid—joyful—attached—

With countless postures and expressions, she turned her head up and called... looked with those wet eyes full of dependence... softly called...

She pursed her lips and slapped on the court with a cold expression... She was so tired that she fainted in front of the training machine... She drooped her eyes in the silent night...

Begging...she fell to the ground and cried hoarsely at his passing.

Ruthless... She looked at the surroundings with heavy makeup and cold eyes.

Cowardly... She tossed and turned, counting the past days and nights over and over again.

......

That's all her colors...simple and obsessed with nothing else...pure and clean

Now a raging wave--a pressing blade!

——Push straight——destroy people's hearts!

Blossoms!The light of the blade shadow spread over the body!

Sarah steps back...locked in the realm of her own memories!

Not as colorful as her ball moves, Shanze enters the momentum with obsession, with a single experience but eagerness... this point...

Sarah covered her ears in pain...and was crushed by that innocent call——

This...she can't compare!

"boom!"

Sarah's mottled ball colors collided fiercely with the bluish light rushing towards her face!

"boom!"

After the huge roar... Sarah was knocked to the edge of the high platform by the impact, half kneeling on the ground, covering her head in pain... Obviously already on the verge of confusion.

"Ahem... I, admit defeat..."

Sarah supported the side post to stand up, gestured with a gloomy face, turned around and staggered off the stage sadly.

"Shanze wins! Promoted to the seventh seat!"

There was a clatter of coins being poured, Sarah's head on the list hanging in the air dimmed, and all the betting money next to her name was wiped off and flowed into the gambling table of the ghost skull at the highest place.

Yagawa's lazy voice sounded, and with his announcement, Shanze's head lightened slightly, and he jumped to the first place.

"Next match. The sixth seat——Bai! Against the seventh seat Shanze!"

The flickering light hit a corner under the stage, illuminating the extremely thin figure in the corner—the sixth seat, Bai.

Chu Ming sat on the spectator seats, narrowed his eyes slightly, and frowned at the frail figure slowly walking onto the stage.

White?

Chu Ming lightly rubbed his upper lip, falling into memories, this name... He seems to have some impressions.

very beautiful boy...

When he stood still on the stage, the pale lights of the audience were concentrated, illuminating his extremely beautiful facial features, and there was a sound of breathing from the sidelines—that was really a...beauty...

He lowered his head slightly, his brows and eyes were unclear... his fair skin was almost transparent under the light, his shoulder-length hair was loosely tied behind his head, and he was wearing a large black gown, which made him look more and more whole Thin and sickly.

Extremely beautiful...like the beauties walking out of ancient paintings...beautiful and elegant.

Standing opposite, Shan Ze watched him lift his head slightly, his almost white lips curved slightly, and gradually revealed a smile like clear snow on a high mountain...

She was stunned, and her heart couldn't help trembling slightly.

this person...

"This person?"

Shouting out in surprise, Samuel turned his head angrily to look at Yagawa who was sitting leisurely in the dark.

"You didn't tell me...he's coming!"

"The information is there...the video is also there. Who asked you."

Yagawa shook the wine glass in his hand nonchalantly, without even raising his eyes, his tone was full of teasing.

"I'm thinking that only the little princess is alone..."

"It's really haunted!"

The face that always only showed a bright smile sank for the first time, and Samuel's somewhat gloomy eyes fell on the dazzlingly beautiful figure on the stage, almost gnashing his teeth and whispering.

"Have you chased me all the way to our territory? I don't know, does he love me so much..."

"Hahaha... My dear little devil, don't be too sentimental. As far as I know, you just meet each other by chance every time, but he never chased you."

Slightly mockingly opened his mouth to dismantle the stage, Yachuan stood up and walked to Samael.

"This time, I think he must not have come for you."

"Heh. That's really a bad fate. However, he is also our enemy now, you let him come here..."

Samuel turned his face away, and there was a hint of danger in his blue eyes.

"Is it really possible?"

Not caring about the doubts in Samuel's tone, Yagawa tapped the wall of the cup in his hand lightly, his eyes fell on the surroundings casually, his evil smile did not fade, and he showed a morbid sense of enjoyment for everything that happened in front of him .

"Enemy or friend...everything is still unknown."

"Life is like a play... Knowing the script too early is actually meaningless."

He looked at Samuel's increasingly dissatisfied face, and comforted him with a light smile.

"Furthermore, I'm not the only one who agrees to his involvement here. I've asked the higher-ups for instructions, and several adults are still very interested in him."

"Oh. So, he is really favored by others. After rejecting the opportunity of his successor, he turned to the enemy, and he was not rejected... He just looks sick. I really don't understand the minds of adults. !"

Samuel's face was gloomy, and he made no effort to hide his disgust for Bai on stage.

"What the hell is he doing here?"

Yagawa glanced at his face, shrugged his shoulders irrelevantly, looking innocent.

"I don't know. I just followed the instructions above and didn't refuse him to come in with an empty invitation letter. How do I know what he's here for?"

He took a sip of the wine, his eyes were scarlet.

"Speaking of which, you and him have been friends for many years. How could you not know how casual he is?"

"It's better to watch..."

Yagawa drank the wine in his glass, raised his eyebrows.

Between the words...full of blood

"The beauty is evil... the killer will start."

"Act [-], Bai VS Shan Ze."

When the whistle sounded, Yagawa spoke slowly, listening carefully...he seemed to be smiling.

"First game. White serve."

"in vain?"

Frowning slightly, Chu Ming tapped his knuckles, looking at the figure on the stage as clear as snow, thinking about it... suddenly froze - he suddenly raised his head, Zang Jin's eyes changed slightly!

It's him!

Shanze held the paddle and looked at the opposite figure who seemed to be about to fall in one blow, feeling a sense of crisis in his heart for some reason.

She subconsciously opened up the gesture she had just experienced and comprehended, and the slightly blue light enveloped her body, showing a guarding posture, ready to fight.

After the whistle sounded, Bai stood on the stage, his picturesque eyebrows raised, and his quiet and light pupils reflected everything in front of him...but there was nothing there.

He just raised his hand lightly, his slender and pale fingertips slightly pointed towards Shanze...

It seems to be the last silent slow-motion shot of a movie...

Shan Ze opened his eyes slightly, seeing the man's faint pupils in disbelief, and then all the sounds faded away, even the figure of Bai opposite him gradually faded away...

Little by little...she was gently enveloped by her own bluish light...gentle but irresistible, she couldn't help but fly backwards.

Everything around her slowly retreated...she was pushed to the side of the stage little by little, and pushed...off the high platform!

Slow-moving and sudden stop—she was stunned in mid-air!

And then - suddenly fell!

The last scene in my eyes——

It's that beautiful face...a smile like snow on a high mountain.

The author has something to say: Crazy busy~~A lot of homework and a long book list~My heart is so tired~~Little angel please use comments and favorites to soothe my wounded heart~~