Wang Wang's dream color

"Outspin serve."

Sakura, who spit out these words lightly, was stunned as soon as the words came out/

How could she know this... She, obviously has never been in contact with it...

Before Ying Nao could understand her abnormality, there was another exclamation of joy from the crowd, "Ah! It's the winners!"

Hearing this, the onlookers dispersed in an instant, and even Echizen and Arai on the field also followed the prestige.

A pair of men and horses walked slowly into the field, their regular uniforms shining brightly in the sun.

Minister Tezuka Kunimitsu, Deputy Minister Oishi Shuichiro, the third grade main candidates Shusuke Fuji, Sadaharu Mikami, and Kikumaru Eiji, the second year main candidate Kaido Kaoru, and Sakurano looked at the figure slowly walking out of the corner, Momo Chengwu.

Qingxue's main candidates are all here.

"The ministry does not allow disharmonious and unreasonable duels. You two violated discipline and ran around the field ten times!"

Tezuka's eyes were sharp, and he waved his arms, pointing directly at Echizen and Arai standing on the court, "Go now!"

"Yes, Minister."

Arai stared annoyedly at the side and indifferently moved forward, and ran to the outside of the field first after a reply.

And Echizen, who seemed to have just reacted, slowly looked around at Masayoshi who walked into the arena, his gaze stayed on the expressionless Tezuka's face for a moment, and then walked out of the arena unhurriedly. Disguised, excited and belligerent.

"Okay, everyone, let's start practicing! The first-year candidates will practice ball control, the second graders will practice sparring, and the first-year freshmen will practice swinging.

Shoot practice! "

Going out to play with Zhengxuan, coach Ryuzaki, who hadn't shown up on the court for a long time, walked into the arena, clapped his hands, and assigned the tasks, "Everyone, let's start!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison. Seeing that the candidates were actually training on the same court as them, they couldn't help but feel excited and motivated.

"Wow! That's the main selection of Qingxue Tennis Club! They look so stylish!"

Tomoka looked at the main candidate with blushing cheeks, and sighed to Sakurano who was preparing to swing on the sidelines, "They are all so handsome! I'm obsessed with them!"

"Just watched it once, and you can't hold it anymore?"

Sakura put aside the doubts in her heart for the time being, waved the racket held in her left hand, and joked casually, "I'm so uncertain!"

"At the moment of beauty, what's the use of concentration. By the way,"

Tomoka looked left and right, looked at Echizen who was running around the field, and said, "Echizen seems to be very good at playing tennis! That second grader doesn't even have the strength to fight back."

"Probably." Sakura tied her shoelaces, stood up, and smiled slightly, "I'm going to practice."

"Oh, Sakura, then I'm leaving. There are still a lot of chores waiting for me to go back to do at home."

"Ah."

After saying hello to Sakurano, Tomoka walked towards the school gate with her book bag on her back, but bumped into a girl who was walking towards her.

"Ah! I'm sorry!"

Painfully rubbing her sore elbow, Tomoka frowned and looked at the girl who apologized.

Like a dazzling flame, the girl is wearing a pure red sportswear, her waist-length black hair is tied up high, a red band on her forehead is embroidered with beautiful English, bright eyes and vermilion lips, skin that can be broken by fingers , with a slender and exquisite figure, Pengxiang couldn't help but look a little dumbfounded, such a cute girl!

"Are you OK."

Hearing the girl's strange Japanese pronunciation, Pengxiang was taken aback for a moment, then waved her hand, "It's okay."

"Well, may I ask, where is your Qingxue tennis club?"

"Huh? Tennis club?"

Looking at the girl's serious eyebrows, Pengxiang pointed out the way for her carefully, "Just go like this, do you understand?"

"Yes, thank you."

There was a bright smile on the girl's face, and she fell in love with Peng Xiang who was stunned in place.

After a while, after realizing it, the girl had disappeared in an instant.

"Such a cute girl, what are you doing in the tennis club?"

Shaking her head, Pengxiang put aside her doubts, and stopped when she walked out of the school gate, "Ah! She is still carrying a tennis bag, no, she is also a golfer, right?"

"344,345,346..."

Swinging their rackets enthusiastically and counting, the first graders in practice did not pay any attention to the pretty girl who just approached the court.

Zuo Jiang Deyin beautiful eyes casually glanced at the people swinging the racket, and found the only girl, and stared at it for a while, the original arc of the corner of the mouth tightened slightly.

Glancing at the tall fence separating her from the court, Chuyin lifted the shoulder bag on her back, took a few steps back, and then.

On the other side, the main candidates and Ryuzaki had noticed the fiery red figure from the very beginning, and when he saw Deyin's retreating posture and the inevitable light in his eyes, Ryuzaki's face immediately changed.

I saw that beautiful figure jumping and sprinting from outside the net, grabbed onto the seine net in a few steps, and after climbing to the top, under the wide-eyed gaze of everyone, performed a three-turn in the air with great difficulty. He landed easily and ended the momentary performance with a brilliant smile on his face.

The sound of climbing the net has already attracted the attention of the first and second graders. Seeing such a perfect gymnastics turn performed by a cute and pretty girl, they all whispered unconsciously.

Among the crowd, there were club members who were practicing sparring. When they saw Chuyin's amazing appearance, they missed and sent the ball flying, pointing directly at her who was standing delicately.

Before the people who saw this scene could clearly see the movement of the voice, she had already opened the shoulder bag with her backhand, and the golden light that was as dazzling as the sun swayed down. In the crowd!

The momentum of the ball is astonishing, and the place it has swept has given way to a narrow lane, allowing the wind of the ball to rush towards that static figure that has not moved so far!

"Bang! Chi Chi!"

The seemingly powerful ball slammed into the racket that was lifted up against the cheek, and after making a loud noise, it did not fall. Instead, it kept circling and rubbing against the racket net, and there was a small and surprising sound.

All eyes were fixed on the girl who raised her racket to block the ball

On his body, Sakura slowly put down the racket, and with a slight movement of his wrist, he sent the ball that was still impressive just now back to the basket not far away.

It took only a moment to finish all these things, and there was always a faint smile on Ying Nao's face, but no one saw that there was a dark vortex emerging in her slightly lowered eyes, just at the corner of her lips. She twitched slightly, and when her pupils were about to be stained by drowsy ink, the voice of Ryuzaki who rushed over suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Sakura! Sakura! Wake up! Sakura!"

"Grandma... grandma."

As if waking up suddenly, Sakura looked down at the racket in her hand that was instantly switched to her right hand, her face was slightly pale, her empty left hand tightly held the still slightly convulsed right wrist, a trace of unwillingness seemed to pass through her heart sigh, with a devouring coldness...

Shivering suddenly, Sakurano raised her head and met Ryuzaki's worried eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"Um..."

Ying Nao evoked a somewhat pale smile, raised her eyes to look at the tall figure standing opposite, "Sound?"

"Have you finally remembered, Senior Sister Sakura?"

Seeing that his unexpected "surprise" would be resolved, Izune held his racket across the crowd and pointed at Sakurano, who was still pale, with an elegant and proud expression.

The golden racket in his hand gleamed dazzlingly in the sun, his bright smile was full of long-awaited fighting spirit, and there was a bit of bitterness concealed under the bright and noble, "I knew it, you can't always forget it!"

Seeing that Sakura was still a little dazed, Izune retracted the pat, and turned her head to look at Masano and Ryuzaki who had come to her side, smiling innocently, "Hi, I'm Soue Ideyin, please give me your advice. Grandma Sumire, long time no see, I miss you very much."

"Sound out, you,"

Looking at the innocent and innocent girl in front of him, Ryuzaki frowned, his tone was surprisingly severe, "Do you know that you almost caused a catastrophe!"

"What do you mean?"

Izune looked at Ryuzaki who seemed to be very angry, was stunned, then turned to look at Sakurano who was still standing in the same place, his face changed slightly, "She has already started playing, doesn't it mean that she has remembered?"

"not yet."

Ryuzaki was a little weak, "Don't make trouble. Now is the critical time."

Hearing this, Chuyin fell silent. She looked at Sakurano who was standing still not far away, and said word for word, "I came to Japan to fight with her who came back! She will If she thinks about it, she must think about it!"

Chuyin categorically affirmed, but a cold voice came from beside him, "Zoujiang Chuyin, what is it? You have violated the rules of Qingxue visitors by surreptitiously surfing the net and disturbing the practice discipline. Please leave as soon as possible."

"you are?"

Hearing the words, he tilted his head and looked at Tezuka, who was walking towards him wearing glasses and with an expressionless face. "The current head of the Aigaku Tennis Club, Tezuka Kunimitsu."

Faced with such an indifferent attitude, she smiled instead of anger, with a sly smile on her face, she stretched out her hand, her eyes were as deep as ink, "Then let me introduce myself again. My name is Zuojiang Chuyin, Lihai University Affiliated Middle School A new first-year student, and at the same time, the current acting head of the Rikkai University Tennis Club. Nice to meet you, Minister Tezuka, please give me more advice in the future."

Looking at Izune's outstretched hand, Tezuka did not hesitate, and also extended his hand and shook it lightly.

"One more thing, may I ask," Izuto raised his head and looked around, "Echizen Ryoma, are you here?"

Having just finished ten laps, Echizen walked into the field without knowing what happened, but found that all eyes were on him, and looked at the red figure standing in the field in doubt.

"Hi! Echizen-kun, no, should I call you a genius boy, or a young samurai?"

Izune walked slowly in front of Echizen, his pure American pronunciation made Echizen startled, "It's nice to see you here."

"you are?"

The same back in English, the foreign language exchange between the two surprised everyone around, except for Ying Nai, who had a different complexion, flashed a streamer in his eyes.

"Rosalind. I came from the United States, and I was entrusted by someone to bring you a letter." Sakura, who was paying attention, frowned slightly after receiving the white envelope handed over by Izune.

"Who?" Without rushing to open it, Echizen looked into the bright eyes and asked aloud.

"I'm only in charge of delivering the letter, not explaining it. Now that the matter is over, I should go too."

Izune blinked, waved his hands mysteriously, and walked out of the door, passing by Sakurano and gave her a deep look.

"Don't make me wait too long, Sister Sakura."