[Net King] I have someone I like

The victory of the doubles two made me and Zaoji cheer up again.

"If you win both singles and two, the match will be over." Zao Ji clenched his fists.

"Singles two, it's Nioh." The fraudster on the court should, probably, win.

But in a row, two in singles and one in doubles, even Marui and Kuwahara, who are known as the strongest doubles in the country, lost.

"Is Qingxue cheating?" Zaoji was indignant, "Then I've never heard of doubles, and it suddenly appeared stronger than Marui and Kuwahara. Are you kidding me?"

I patted her hand, and at this point, I had completely calmed down, "Jingshi is about to play." He will definitely win.

Then, half a minute later, it was me, "Are you kidding me? This is the arena of the national competition. Where did that Yuanshan guy come from? Is the hacker from Qingxue on stage?"

"Calm down," So Saki patted me on the shoulder, "Calm down, your Yukimura-kun won the game, and you didn't even catch your breath."

Taking a couple of deep breaths, I suppressed all my emotions, "I've calmed down, that guy over at Qingxue should also make an appearance."

"Look, over there." Early Ji pointed in one direction.

I looked in the direction she pointed, "Is that the little guy who looks very short?"

"It should be him, very provocative eyes." Zao Ji raised his camera and took a picture.

"I'll take a good look at it." I closed my eyes and said seriously.

"Ah."

Yukimura's tennis is still terribly accurate, he doesn't show off his skills, he doesn't show off his tricks, he just hits one ball at a time, hitting all the balls back.

I still remember, when he used to teach me how to play tennis, he asked me what was the most important thing to win a game, and my answer was to hit all the balls back and hit the balls that the opponent couldn't catch.What he is doing now is to accurately hit back no matter what kind of ball the opponent hits.

"Okay, it's 3-0." Zao Ji began to cheer, "As expected, he is worthy of being the Son of God. Although the kid on the other side looks very good, he can't win anyway."

"Yeah." I clenched my fists and looked at the field without blinking. More than 20 days ago, the person who had difficulty waving at me was now standing on the field of the national competition. Majestic.What the elegant young man showed to everyone was his strength and determination to win no matter who his opponent was.

Holding the racket and standing on the court, he is a well-deserved son of God.

Everyone has seen your strong strength, but how difficult it is, how much pain and despair you have experienced, you can stand here. I looked at the people who are swaying freely on the court, and suddenly, tears flowed down my face.

My Son of God, I am proud of you.

"Xing, why are you crying? It's going to be 4-0 soon." Zao Ji asked puzzled.

"It's okay, I'm happy." I wiped my tears with a smile, "I'm really happy to see him playing tennis like this."

"You." Zao Ji sighed helplessly, "There is no cure."

I laughed twice, it's rare that I don't want to refute, the most important thing is to continue watching the game now, but...

Frowning, "Zaoji, Sugami-kun, look at that kid named Echizen over there, he doesn't seem quite right."

"Indeed, why did he close his eyes? And he didn't run to the right place, ah, he didn't respond when he fell."

"His coach is crying." Sugami-kun was the calmest, pointing to Qingxue's coach seat and said, "Close your eyes, maybe it's because you can't see, don't run to the right place, even if you fall The non-response may be due to the lack of hearing or feeling."

"The five senses disappeared?" Zaoji and I looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Is it Yukimura's tennis?" Zaki asked incredulously, "I've never seen him play like this before, have you ever seen Hoshi?"

I shook my head, "No, I only know that he is called the Son of God because of his tennis skills. No matter what tricks are useless to him, he can hit back no matter where the ball appears. Man slowly develops a sense of despair, which is why he is called the Son of God."

"That just appeared recently?" Zao Ji guessed.

I thought about it, and then slowly, I covered my mouth. People who have never experienced pain and despair cannot understand that kind of pain and despair, let alone integrate that kind of dark and desperate pain into tennis. What the opponent is experiencing now is just One ten-thousandth of the image he projects.

What kind of life did he live in the hospital?What kind of pain, what kind of despair...

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... over and over again, only this sentence appeared in my heart, if, at that time, I could be more... There is no if in the world, so I just feel sorry for him, very much for him.

"That Echizen scored." Zaoji exclaimed, "Ah, scored again."

"Yukimura's rhythm has been disrupted, he shouldn't be unable to catch the ball like this," Sugami-kun shook his head, "Like what you two said, Seigaku is on the mend this year, it's 4-0 , that little guy suddenly grew up like a joke."

"Is he a Super Saiyan? Can he transform?" Zaki stomped dissatisfied.

I suppressed the rolling choked sobs in my throat, "No matter what he is, Jingshi is still working hard, and he won't give up until the last moment."

There has been pain and despair, and I have worked hard and been full of hope. It has nothing to do with winning or losing, and it must be the determination not to give up until the end.

"I lost." Zao Ji murmured.

"Yeah." I lay on the railing, and I didn't look at the Qinggaku crowd who rushed into the field cheering and threw Echizen into the sky. I only saw the person standing in front of the net, waiting for the last polite handshake with Echizen, "You said Would it be too impolite for me to scold people now?"

"Are you going to scold Qingxue?" Zao Ji hugged me, "No, the people at Qingxue look so scary, what if they change their bodies again?"

"Don't make me laugh, I'm fine." I patted Zao Ji on the back, motioning her to let me go, "I'm not the saddest person."

"Everyone in the tennis club, will you be sad?" Saki asked in a low voice, she didn't even mention Yukimura specifically.

"Yes," I answered without hesitation, "but look," I pointed to the person who raised the corners of his lips slightly and shook hands with Echizen, not smiling, but smiling, "that's Seiichi Yukimura."

It is definitely not the resentment that cannot afford to lose, nor the sadness that cannot be accepted. I believe in the spirit of Yukimura. City.

Also, those who surrounded me right away, everyone from the tennis club, Kirihara-san who was crying like hell, and Vice President Sanada who handed over the towel...

"Okay, I won't be your light bulb anymore." I twitched the corner of my mouth, "I have to wait for someone too."

Although there is still some damn awards ceremony, but I am too lazy to stay in this place and hold my breath, I'd better go out and blow some air.

"Then," Zao Ji nodded, "see you tomorrow?"

I finally laughed, "See you tomorrow."

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