[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

"Ah, Sanada."

Seiichi Yukimura stood up with a bright smile on his face, and Genichiro Sanada took three steps back.

Bowing his head and saying something to the young man with long hair, Yukimura Seiichi walked over Masaharu Nioh's body and said to Genichiro Sanada in a brisk tone: "I have your little fans. You have to be gentle with others. With a personality like Sanada, if you If you don’t grasp it quickly in high school, maybe you will always be single in the future.”

... Yukimura, your words are really poisonous.

Genichiro Sanada raised his hat and looked at the long-haired young man sitting obediently on the coach chair.The sweatshirt blurs his age between high school and college, and his facial features are fair and beautiful, but——

"...Male, boy?!"

Is the Gusheng aura on him so strong!Is it so strong that Yukimura Seiichi wants to go to him regardless of gender!

Song Yang saw Yukimura Seiichi who was talking to the black-faced boy beckoning to him, got up and walked over.Hearing Yukimura Seiichi introduce "This is the Genichiro Sanada you're looking for", the light green pupils lit up with fireworks.

Yes, this feeling is right!How could a person who could hit such a miraculous shot that allowed him to return to the main world be a pervert obsessed with dead water!Look at this shaved face!This is an upright standing posture!The whole person exudes the upright spirit of a samurai!

Yukimura Seiichi who was standing beside him gently pressed his shoulder, signaling him not to get excited.

"That, comet..." Did you hit that comet-like ball that day!Thinking about it, it seemed too abrupt to ask, Songyang was so excited that he bit his tongue.

"Songyang wants to go to see the comet with you." Yukimura Seichi said kindly.He took out his mobile phone to check, and said: "Last time, Wentai and I went to a newly opened planetarium. The environment is good and there are few people. I forwarded the link to your line, Sanada."

Infected by the mysterious atmosphere brought by Yukimura Seiichi, Genichiro Sanada suddenly felt that it was strange to put his hands and feet anywhere, and it was hard to avoid the burning light green eyes on the opposite side. He slightly lowered the brim of his hat and stammered: "For example, if the training task is not heavy..."

"With me here, what are you worried about?" Seiichi Yukimura burst out laughing, then turned around and said to Matsuyo: "Although Sanada from our department looks very strict, he is actually a tough and tender type, very gentle. Ah, But I don’t need to say, Songyang will definitely understand him.”

Song Yang, who couldn't get in the conversation the whole time: "Ah..."

Genichiro Sanada, who was just here for training, unexpectedly parachuted into the scene of a blind date, almost pulled off the brim of his hat: "..."

Nioh Masaharu, who made a big news in the middle of talking, didn't know it, and dragged his dying body to ask Yukimura Seichi for leave.Seiichi Yukimura frowned watching him spewing blood, and just about to speak, Matsuyo who was standing beside him suddenly reached out and tapped the corner of his mouth.

"Masaharu's blood has a nice tomato smell." The gentle man's brows and eyes were curved, "The physical strength of an athlete is not good, it will become a dead end. Physical strength is like a rubber band. Every time a limit is exceeded to reach higher heights.”

Yukimura Seichi said softly: "Listen to you." Then he raised his voice to the logistics of the gymnasium: "Drag over the stretching training equipment, Nioh 200 sets of stretching preparations."

...I'm sorry Matsuyo-kun!Don't call your natural Songyang-jun any more Songyang-jun!

After exchanging poison experience (?) with Yukimura Seiichi, Matsuyo inexplicably felt that he was very close to this handsome young man with a gentle smile.Seeing that the other party really cared about going to the planetarium on weekends, Songyang thought about it and nodded.

"That's great."

After the two chatted for a few more words, Matsuyo sat in the auditorium, and Seiichi Yukimura and Genichiro Sanada went back to training.Once standing on the training ground, Yukimura Seiichi's whole person's aura is completely different, even the soft corners of his eyes are a bit sharper, he is wearing a coat and holding his arms to the center of the field, and there is no one who is older than him. dare to disobey him.

But it's a pity today, the Lihai University Tennis Club mainly focuses on basic training, it seems that it is difficult to see the murderous tennis match.Songyang propped his face and sighed silently.

He looked at Nioh Masaharu, who was hanging on the equipment and lost his breath, and at the black-faced student Genichiro Sanada, who turned off the ball machine, flicked the yellow ball twice, and started his personal serve practice.Although the swing was so fast that it was almost invisible and the shot was very tricky, but in the end it was just a normal serve, without any destructive momentum.Just by looking at his expression, he knew that something was obviously wrong.

Sanada-san, please cheer up!Even though it's training, you can't release water!Your strength is definitely more than that!

Song Yang became more and more anxious as he watched, and walked all the way to the auditorium opposite Genichiro Sanada's serve by touching the railing outside the court, watching him serve.

Genichiro Sanada was devoting himself to practice. When the ball was thrown into the air, he subconsciously searched for the spot where the ball landed on the opponent's court, and accidentally saw the hungry expression of someone in the opposite audience.

"..."

The ball thrown into the air landed on the brim of his hat with a "boom".

Genichiro Sanada tugged the brim of his hat with a guilty conscience, and looked left and right. Fortunately, everyone was concentrating on laying the corpse, and no one noticed him.Only Yukimura Seiichi, who was standing on another court, looked this way. Seeing Genichiro Sanada looking over, the Son of God tilted his head and smiled at him, stretched out two fingers and gently hooked it.

The atmosphere suddenly became gay.

... that's enough!

Genichiro Sanada held the racket and rushed straight towards Songyang.The two stared at each other silently for a while across the half-height fence of the stand, and Genichiro Sanada spoke first: "This classmate, what exactly are you looking for?"

"Didn't Sanada-san go to the Ice Emperor to kick the gym a few days ago? Since then, I have been to Sanada-san..."

Genichiro Sanada trembled twice as if struck by lightning, and interrupted him roughly: "Stop talking!"

There are two reasons for not allowing the other party to continue talking. One is that Yukimura Seiichi must not let Yukimura know that he went to a foreign school to challenge without permission, and the other is "to Sanada-san..." He doesn't want to hear what he said after that! !Don't open any great doors for him!

Swallowing the second part of the sentence "the tennis ball", Songyang was a little hurt and looked at him suspiciously.

"Anyway," the boy in the hat struggled to look at the other person's face, "I'm sorry you have caused trouble to my training."

This is equivalent to an order to chase away guests. Songyang was stunned for a moment, and nodded silently.Since others don't welcome it, it's not good to hold on any longer.

Before leaving, he still couldn't help but want to encourage people.

"Sanada-san."

Genichiro Sanada, who was about to turn around and return to the court, paused.He turned around and saw the long-haired young man standing in the backlight of the setting sun.

"I always feel that your tennis should be more dazzling. Please cheer up."

Sanada Genichiro didn't know that the other party came to visit with the awareness of "Please play hard, you'd better kill me with one shot", but something in his heart moved a little.

After the u17 training camp last year, the Japanese representative team won the u-17orldcup crown. Rikkai University, including Yukimura Seiichi, Kirihara Akaya, Nioh Masaharu, Marui Bunta and himself, were selected for the representative team. They are selected by major tennis schools The school with the largest number of people accounted for almost half of the representative team.

So at the beginning of the new semester, the members of the high school department have more or less impetuous arrogance-anyone from our department is world-class, and they are playing games like playing national competitions with you?

Sometimes even he himself would think, even having seen the world's No. [-] scenery, is the top of the national competition less attractive?

... Such thoughts are too lazy for him, absolutely intolerable!

In order to prove whether his companions who were also standing on the podium are continuing to work hard for the national competition, he first singled out the ice emperor tennis team led by the captain of the Japanese team, Keigo Atobe, but he was very disappointed in the result. chilling.

As the minister, there is no one Atobe Keigo (at this time, Atobe Keigo is arguing with Matsuyo in the office), and there are only two or three members at the official level. The guy named Shishido accompanied him to fight. After playing a round, he suddenly yelled "Chotaro ah ah" in the middle of the game. He was so angry that he blew up the expensive court worth hundreds of thousands with a serve, and he didn't know where the ball went.

After returning to school, he found himself even more confused - for him, the biggest attraction of tennis is to win, if the fun of winning disappears, tennis will be meaningless to him.

The psychological shake did affect his own state.For several days, he was struggling to adjust, trying to use more basic training to reawaken his original intention of practicing tennis.

"I'm not Keigo Atobe of your Ice Emperor. Dazzling tennis is not for me."

"It doesn't mean that. Being able to hit that kind of strong serve that shines, I thought I would pay more attention to tennis."

I don’t want to spend too much time talking to strangers, but the other party seems to be born with a healing buff. Staring at his light green eyes will make people want to vomit. Genichiro Sanada endured and endured, and finally Throwing a sentence: "There is no opponent in tennis that you care about. Just adjust for a few days."

Songyang laughed when he heard this: "You are still so young, have you already entered the bottleneck period of Dugu seeking defeat?"

Glancing at Genichiro Sanada's ball bag and a set of protective gear, he asked again: "Does Sanada practice kendo occasionally? It just so happens that I have learned a little. If you have time, let's practice together."

kendo?Genichiro Sanada glanced at the other hand holding the railing. It was obviously a complexion that had not seen the sun all year round, and there were no traces of grasping the handle of the knife at the knuckles. It must be that the noble children of the Ice Emperor occasionally learned some Western swords on a whim.

He disapproved in his heart, and casually agreed: "Okay."

"Let's go now, the Kendo club just happened to be on a club trip." Yukimura Seiichi who came to get a drink of water said lightly, "Anyway, standing on the court in your current state is a waste of time, isn't it, Sanada?"

Now it becomes necessary to go.Although temporarily taking tennis away and practicing other sports is also a good way to get out of the bottleneck period, but the opponent is such a weak type, it seems to have become even more boring——

5 minutes later, Sanada Genichiro lay dead in the dojo, just wanting to give himself a huge ear scrape 5 minutes ago.