[Net King] That man?The girl!

The opponent who felt that he was provoked started to hit the ball crazily towards me, and I finally realized something was wrong after catching a few balls.

'I'm going, it's not like he's trying to keep me out of the game, he's playing with my body in mind. '

When I realized it, I took a slow catch and the ball brushed past my arm.

Frowning slightly, I asked, "Where you're aiming at is my body?"

"I finally found out, as long as I can win, who cares where I hit?" He laughed arrogantly and hit another ball towards my head.

I tilted my head and didn't catch the ball. The superficial calmness couldn't conceal the fact that my heart was frantically swiping the screen, "Does Yukimura and the others care about this kind of ginseng cock?" '

Mr. Danmaku's swipe screen seemed a little indifferent, "This is King Lihai, as long as you can win."Did you forget Kirihara?Besides, you didn't get hit, did you? '

Another ball to the chest from the other side and I pass to the left, 'I don't like that. '

'Then what are you going to do? '

'No plot hints? ' Another pass.

'Passerby A doesn't need plot hints, and don't forget, you are the protagonist. '

'Well then...'

Suddenly stopped, the ball hit my body from the opposite side almost brushed my cheek, the wind raised a few strands of hair, and then slowly fell back.

"Kobayakawa won, 4-2."

In the next game, the opponent served, held the racket well, raised my head, and I looked at the opponent who thought I was about to win with a calm expression, "I thought you would always realize that this is wrong, and you will close when you feel that it is almost the same." hand."

'You actually plagiarized the same words. '

'You actually plagiarized the same words. '

'You actually plagiarized the same words. '

The bullet screen gentleman swiped the sentence on the screen.

'Anyway, he hasn't said it yet, let me borrow it first. 'I swiped without the slightest shame.

"But I seem to be wrong." I slammed the ball back into the opponent's field.

"15-0."

"30-0."

"40-0."

"Game over, Wind wins, 6-4."

I slowly put down the beat and waited for a while...

'There should be applause here. 'I worked so hard that I even copied Buer's words.

'I said that because I am a passer-by, I played 6-4 with this kind of person who can't touch the side of the main election. I still want to have applause, and no one looks at this side at all, okay?Come down from the field, girl, the next qualifying match is still waiting to use the field. '

'Banmaku-kun, I hate you. '

'Swiping more in front of the prince will promote the plot of the idiot girl. '

"Senior Feng is so amazing." The only person he knew, Matsumoto, immediately came to praise him.

"It's nothing special, the opponent lost to me." He said something so unpredictable that even he pretended not to understand it, and it really got Matsumoto's eyes that he didn't understand at all, but don't ask me, I don't understand either.

"Although I don't understand, it seems to be very powerful. I'm going to play."

"Well, come on."

"Thank you, senior." Matsumoto ran onto the field with a smile on his face, and then lost quickly because he met Akaya Kirihara.

"Don't cry." I looked helplessly at the little boy who was wiping tears in front of me. He was twelve or thirteen years old, and it was nerve-wracking. How could I comfort him?

Today's qualifying match has all ended, everyone else has disbanded, only a few first graders are cleaning the court, but I haven't been able to change my clothes yet.

"But, it's too embarrassing to lose." Matsumoto kept wiping away his tears with his arms, "I can't fight back at all."

"Let me teach you to fight back." The young man who seemed a little indifferent was actually gentler than anyone else, and he would do his best to repay every little bit of kindness.

As the plot prompted, I braced myself and said, "Let me teach you how to fight back."

"Senior Feng?" So Matsumoto stopped crying and just looked at me in surprise.

I nodded and walked to the field first.

'Wait, Danmaku-san, how can I teach him how to fight back? If he can imitate Kirihara's skills, I can still fight back, but if he can really do it, how can he lose so badly? Do I have to attack myself?No, play the ball by yourself?No matter how fantasy is, it will not appear in two venues. '

'You are the protagonist. '

It's so irresponsible at this time, I'm already riding a tiger, if this is the case, I can only try this.

Seeing Matsumoto running over in a hurry and standing still, "Senior, what should I do?"

"Serve first." I stood on the serving line and tossed the ball at almost the same speed as Kirihara. Before Matsumoto could react, the ball had landed.

"Don't be in a daze, focus on it, it's impossible to catch it without the ball, his ball is very fast and has added spin, but if you pay attention, there are traces to be found in every serve," said Xiao Haitao who has not practiced yet. To the point where there are many types of serve, if you look carefully, there are actually only a few types, which compliments my current dynamic vision.

While talking, I sent another ball with exactly the same landing point.

This time, Matsumoto moved. Although he didn't catch the ball, he at least ran in the right direction.

"Very well, let's continue." I picked up another ball.

Matsumoto clapped his hands in both hands and nodded seriously.

'I think this young man is actually quite cute. ’ I ran through the phrase in my head.

'Zhengxuan is also very cute, but you can't touch it yet. '

'Will you die if you don't complain? Barrage Jun? '

'No, if you don't complain I don't have to. '

'Then you should complain. '

Once, twice, three times, each time the ball landed at the same spot, and then, Matsumoto finally caught it, "Senior Feng, I caught it."

You caught it but the ball has already flown to an unknown high altitude, resisting the urge to touch my forehead, I kept a young boy's indifferent expression, "Then hit back to my side next time, will you use small steps? "

"No." Matsumoto replied confidently.

Suddenly don't want to teach how to break?

Although there is no hint of the plot at all, if it is about to end, I can find a reason, but seeing the boy on the other side eager to try, I sighed in my heart and continued to manually feed the boy. Even if I explain it in detail now, he probably can’t. Learn to use it immediately, I'll continue to work hard.

Another ball passed, and Matsumoto finally caught it and hit it back to my court.

"Very good." I hit the ball back, because I didn't pay special attention, I hit a slice casually, and Matsumoto... didn't catch it.

"I'm sorry, Feng-senpai." Matsumoto looked at me pitifully.

"It's okay, let's come again." I was about to pick up another tennis ball, when suddenly, a voice that was so arrogant that it was almost squeaky came, "That transfer student who just came today, are you imitating my serve?"

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