[Net King] I have someone I like

Now that I got tennis, how could I let go of such a good opportunity, even Xiao Zaoji fell in love.

So, taking the opportunity that Yukimura promised last time, I handed the note under the eyes of the tennis minister, "Yukimura-kun, it's time for a good man to fulfill his promise."

Yukimura took it and looked at it, smiling like a spring breeze, "So Igarashi got tennis balls."

"Yeah, it's a pity that although I know the basic rules of tennis, I really don't know it at all, so I can only trouble you." I smiled and put my hands behind my back, "What did you draw?" I asked curiously.

"cricket."

"Not bad, come on."

He smiled confidently, "I will." While speaking, he waved the note I handed him just now, "When are you going to start?"

"You agreed?" Although I knew that he would probably agree, I was still a little surprised to hear the result.

"If I don't fulfill it, I always feel that I will become a bad person." Yukimura shook his head helplessly and sighed. Having taught beginners, my training requirements are very strict."

"I can see it, the terrible tennis minister and coach. But it's okay, it won't be scarier than my devil teacher, right? Come again, come again, come again..." I changed my teacher after I entered the advanced class. Scolding our teacher, this teacher has always been gentle, never loses her temper, and never curses. She can only say, one more time, just this one time again, which is more terrifying than any harsh words, "So don't worry, I have thoughts Prepared. And let the person who won the national championship last year be my coach, no matter how hard I have to work."

Yukimura nodded and set a time, "If you want to take cram school on Saturday, it should be this Sunday afternoon. The tennis club has training on Sunday morning."

"There is still training on Sunday?" Is your tennis club open all year round?

Yukimura answered as a matter of course, "Prepare for the Kanto competition."

"Will that affect your preparations? If it does, forget it?" If it does, I'd better go find someone else. If it doesn't work, I can figure it out myself... I'm someone who has watched the national competition anyway!Although I have absolutely no idea what it does.

"It's okay, I won't promise what I can't do." Regarding tennis, Yukimura is extremely confident, and someone who stands at the top of the tennis world in junior high school is not just talking casually.

"That's fine, but do I have to go to the sporting goods store first, I don't have a racket yet." You can borrow the school's racket in a ball game or at school, but you can't take it out to school.

"I'm just participating in a ball skills conference. If you don't mind, I have used a racket before."

"Of course I don't mind. It's a surprise. I'll treat you to dinner with the pocket money I saved."

Yukimura smiled and agreed, "Okay."

Although I just said it casually at the time, I didn't expect that the seniors in Shanshang really knew a little table tennis, not much, but it is enough to teach the early students who are completely novice, and the early students have worked so hard, of course I have to work hard.

Because I only participated in the ball skills competition, I didn't buy tennis skirts in particular, just the sportswear for the physical education class.Put on the headband, and I almost wrote the words cheer on the strap.

I intentionally arrived half an hour earlier than the agreed time, and by the time Yukimura arrived, I had already finished my warm-up exercises, sweated a little, and stretched my entire body.

"Coach, I'm done warming up." I raised my hand to signal.

Because of training on weekends, Yukimura is wearing Rikkai University's official team uniform, um...very sporty.Well, I really can't find any adjectives to praise this khaki dress, even if it's worn by Yukimura, it's not ugly.

However, from the Kanto Contest last year to the National Contest, the uniforms of other schools are similar, only the uniforms of Tokyo's Ice Emperor Academy look particularly good-looking among the crowd.

"Very good," Yukimura nodded, and took out a tennis racket from his tennis bag. "This is the racket I used when I was a junior in our country. The weight should be more suitable for you."

I took the racket. Although I watched many tennis games, it was the first time for me to hold a formal racket. It felt like receiving the pointe shoes from the teacher for the first time, turning left and right with some novelty.

"The posture of holding the racket is wrong. For tennis, the correct posture is very important." Yukimura pointed out my hand movements. "For beginners, it is best to use the Eastern grip, like this..."

I hold the racket as he demonstrates.

"The next step is to swing the racket. Backhand shots are more difficult to grasp than forehand shots. Try to use forehand shots."

I nodded to express my understanding. After half an hour of swing training, Yukimura stopped, "Your body coordination is very good. Next, try serving." After explaining a few key points, he demonstrated a perfect Serving posture, "Do you understand?"

"I understand it, but it may be different if I make it myself. Let me try."

Taking a tennis ball, I followed Yukimura's action, threw the ball upwards, and then swung the racket...

Where's the ball?

I looked at the ball that fell to the ground completely missing, and I didn't know what expression to put on, maybe, another one?

So I took another ball very consciously, then another one, and another one. Finally, the racket hit the ball smoothly, but I hit it. The result of hitting hard was that the ball didn’t care about my imagination at all. Fly to the sidelines on their own.

"Don't stop, start again, pay attention to where the ball lands, it's completely meaningless if you hit it outside the court." Someone automatically entered the devil coach mode, standing on the sidelines and commanding with a blank face. The strong sense of oppression made me extremely conscious He hits all the balls and then picks them all up again and again and again and again...

Fortunately, I got used to it in the dance class. It is better to let go of my hands and feet and do it for the first time than to be shy and afraid to do it.I don't know how many times I served the ball, the devil coach finally let me go temporarily, "Take a break."

In any case, it is always pleasant to hear the word rest.

I ran to the sidelines, smiled at him, put down the beat and drank water to wipe off my sweat.

"How does the arm feel?" The coach is a very qualified coach. Seeing me put down the water glass, he asked, "You are a beginner, so it's best not to overtrain for the first time, otherwise it will not be worth the loss if you hurt your arm."

I moved my arm and turned my wrist, "The arm is fine, but the wrist is a little sore."