Wang Wang's dream color

"Charlotte?"

Unlike the Japanese team, which fell into silence after the accident, it was also quiet. The silence in the preparation room of the American team was a respectful silence that did not dare to be outdone.

The guide was not there, and except for those who went out to warm up in advance, the rest of the people in the preparation room either stood or stood whispering or remained silent. From time to time, they would turn their attention to the cold figure sitting in the corner.

Hearing Naliang whispering in his ear, Hara, who didn't respond at first, moved when he heard a certain name, rubbed the finger on his thumb and raised his eyes.

"She said, extremely strong?"

"Huh?...Well, that's right, it's about the same as Bai."

Originally, she didn't expect much from Yuan's reaction, but when she suddenly heard Yuan's question, Nai Liang froze for a moment and hurriedly asked.

"What, have you heard of it?"

"uncertain."

Lowering his eyes again, Hara didn't stop rubbing his fingers, listening to Naryo talking to himself again.

"At first I wanted to see who he was, but I just heard that he was not on the final list, which is also strange."

"If you are really as strong as Sakurano said, you should be ranked first in singles... Maybe you will be against you. However,"

After a pause, Nai Liang looked around, and then glanced at Yuan who was expressionless, with a bit of a joke in his expression.

"It can be regarded as God's fulfillment, just in time to fulfill your long-cherished wish to see you and Sakura again on the field."

Without making a sound, Yuan raised his head and looked forward vainly, as if his wandering thoughts had drifted to nowhere.

"Come in."

After completing the formalities, the guide walked back to the preparation room, looked in Yuan's direction, knocked on the door, and raised his voice.

"Cheer up! Play hard!"

"Let's go."

Chu Ming walked back to Shan Ze, glanced indifferently at Leo, who was still bent over and stunned in front of him, picked up the well-behaved girl, looked around and made a sound.

"Don't be shy, just do your best."

"Hohohoho! Oh!"...

After a lengthy opening ceremony, the Japanese and American team members finally walked out of the passage, stood on the field surrounded by thousands of cheers, and shook hands with each other.

The camera in the distance kept moving, scanning the dozen or so team members facing each other in turn.

The two teams were ranked first by Hara and Sakura. The two looked at each other for a long time amidst the cheers that shook the sky. Finally, Sakura smiled slightly and stretched out his hand. There was a bit of nostalgia and long-lost in the faint smile. joy.

"Yuan, long time no see."

Staring closely at Ying Nao, who hadn't seen it for many years and seemed to have changed a lot, after a long while, Yuan grasped the hand that was stretched out, with a faint cold smile like falling snow on his face.

"Welcome back."

The following players all shook hands and smiled in turn, showing the friendship between the two countries under the headlines of the friendly match.

"You're back? If you don't come back, your grandfather will send someone to catch the little lover who seduced you away."

Squeezing the beautiful and slender hand in her heart, Nai Liang narrowly glanced at the bright girl in front of her, and was satisfied to see her face stiffen for a moment after her own words.

"What lover... I'm not you..."

She curled her lips, shook her pinched hand, and smiled furtively. The blooming Naliang glanced back, watching the smile stop on the other party's face with the same satisfaction, and by the way, came to the side of Chuan A sharp eye.

He raised his head proudly, and looked at the extremely familiar cheers and applause around him, the eyes of thousands of people gathered and focused, and there was a momentary trance of reunion after a long absence...

It has indeed been a long time since I left this stage.

"Hey! Jason!"

Shaking the acquaintances around him, the reporter who wandered not far away to take pictures seemed to have discovered some new land, and cried out in surprise.

"I didn't see it clearly last time, isn't that Rosalind! Why did she go to the Japanese team!"

What he discovered was the voice that had disappeared under the lens of American tennis reporters for a long time. During her trip to Japan, she missed many tournaments, big and small, and the reporters had a hard time looking for her.

"She... is of Japanese descent..."

The reporter who was called Jason thought for a while, and there was a hint of clarity in his equally surprised eyes.

"Today's game will indeed be very interesting."

"I just don't know the origin of that little girl who can overwhelm Rosalind."

Pointing to Sakurano who was at the head of the Japanese team standing opposite the original, the eyes of both reporters lit up.

"Well..."

Jason stared at the high-definition recent photo of Sakura in the camera for a long time, touched his chin, a little puzzled, always felt... a little familiar.

When the attention of all parties was drawn, there was an announcement in the lively arena, and the game was really about to start.

This friendly match is still played according to the rule of five sets and three wins. After the initial handshake, the players of both sides came out and sat in the spectator seats in an already heated cheering atmosphere. The players are also ready to play.

As soon as the two sides meet each other, it can be seen that, unlike Riko and Sunmi's temporary expedited cooperation, the opponent's pair of players is a partner who cooperates all the year round.

It has to be said that Chuming's training is very methodical. In just two months, Riko and Sunmi, who have never cooperated before, have a preliminary tacit understanding, combining the advantages of both sides' ball power and play to complement each other.

At the beginning, Riko's ball was the most easy-to-handle deceptive ball, and Shanmi took advantage of her heavy ball to break through the opponent's defense and score in one fell swoop.

In fact, this kind of cooperation did have the desired effect at the beginning of this game.

Before the opponent had even thought about Riko's unleashed ball momentum, Shanmei from this side had already faced the vertical dunk and scored consecutively!

"1-0! Sato-Tomita takes the lead!"

Riko and Sunmi, who won the first game at lightning speed, looked at each other with a smile, and while they were relieved to make a good start, they did not take it lightly, because...

Looking at the opponent who whispered and seemed to have some clues, both of them understood that the next battle would not be so easy.

Moreover, the opponent's tricks have not yet been used!

The US's second doubles team is a pair that has just made their debut in China. They are famous for their doubles, but after they are separated, their singles performance is a bit timid.

In their first battle of fame, they defeated a pair of veteran partners with an amazing overwhelming advantage, and one of the wonderful combat skills that made them famous in the first battle is——

At the beginning of the second game, the two opponents moved around in an almost chaotic manner to catch the sight of Lizi and Lizi, and an invisible aura surrounded the audience unconsciously. When the opponents finally slowed down When they came down, the two Riko and Riko suddenly noticed that there were dense and almost transparent silk screens all over the field.

It was a net that spread across half the court without a sound...

The two opponents were vigilant against Riko's ball. Although they couldn't ask for it immediately, relying on the almost invisible but murderous wire mesh, Shanmi's heavy ball was also intercepted heavily and finally turned into a powerless light. One blow was easily resolved.

For a moment... the field seemed to be at an impasse.

but!

"not good..."

Chu Yin, who had a certain understanding of the other two, shook his head, seeing the situation at this moment and already knowing the development of the situation afterwards.

Surrounded by heavy wire nets, the two Lizi and Lizi were helpless, but they didn't realize that the wire nets around them were not dead objects. They were unconsciously narrowing their range of activities among the slowly moving wrapped wires...

It's like...struggling on a spider's web only to get tighter and tighter on the sticky web...and finally wrapped up in delicious food.

Even... the current situation is not the end!

At this moment when the silk screen keeps tightening——

Another person standing behind the player in the silk tennis position swings the racket——

Immediately, a burst of electric current surged from the densely packed wire mesh along the wires, approaching the two Lizi who had already been deeply trapped in the mesh!

The electric current that paralyzes the whole body hits the bodies of the two of them in an instant - "Talk, stab!"

One is not guarded against!The two of them fell into an irreparable panic under the electric shock that almost made their whole bodies numb and unable to hold the beat, and they were quickly defeated.

"Grid"...

Wonderful complementary ball potential, a wonderful lore.

Just the right timing, with a tacit offensive

This is the shining trump card that the two opponents rely on to win in the battle of becoming famous.

The smile on Ying Nao's face was faint, looking at the gray-faced Riko and Lizi who walked off the stage with each other's support, they had their hair cut and their eyes sank.

Losing the first match is a lot of pressure for the players behind.

But in the second game - seeing the Akutagawa brothers bumping their fists and walking on the field, the hearts of the team members were settled.

The twins are brilliant in singles, but what is even more surprising is the tacit understanding of the two in doubles for many years.

Just as the friendly match was underway under fine weather, at the same time, a slowly approaching vehicle stopped outside a manor far from the bustling urban area.

The car window was lowered, and the expressionless visitor looked at the door of the manor that slowly opened to allow vehicles to enter, his eyes gradually brightened, and when he took a closer look, it was Xia Luo who suddenly disappeared and ran to nowhere.

When the vehicle finally stopped, he got out of the car neatly, and with his usual camera in his hand, he walked around the magnificent and magnificent hall familiarly, and walked briskly to the small courtyard building with a very classical beauty on the other side.

On the sunny grassland, Youdao's slender figure like bamboo is facing him, waving the sword in his hand.

There was a soft "buzz", and without turning his head, the man picked up another sword edge on the stand with the tip of his sword, and saw a beautiful arc drawn in the air, and the sword landed on the ground. In the hands of others.

"I didn't come to play this with you."

Having said that, there is a bit of excitement in the spring-like voice.

After receiving the extremely beautiful and sharp sword, Xia Luo put down the bat in his hand, leaped to the side of the man with the sword in his hand, and when the two swords collided, a few warm and cold rays of light were aroused under the light.

For a while, Jian Hua was also dazzled.