[Comprehensive] It is a pair to be able to dismantle a pair!

I'm in a good mood.

The results of the quiz were announced three days later. With the careful notes provided by Hei Zizhe and her ability to guess questions with cheats, Song Xiaoxiao squeezed into the top three in the class without any suspense.

"Wow... Xiaoya, I didn't expect your grades to be so good!" Akutagawa Saki at the next table flipped through Song Xiaoxiao's Mandarin test paper, admiring Song Xiaoxiao from the bottom of his heart.

"Sha Ji, you're not bad either." Fifth place in the class is considered a good result.

After all, Song Xiaoxiao felt that Akutagawa Saki, who skipped classes all day long through club activities, and escaped to the health room to catch up on sleep, could get such a result in the test. Song Xiaoxiao felt that the other party was an out-and-out genius.

"Hehe... Mayu is not bad." Pulling Mayu Mukai, who was soft and quiet, Akutagawa Saki grinned, "Sit firmly at the top of our class, let me tell you Mayu, if your younger brother is half as smart as you , His politics won’t always be precariously red-lighted!”

"Yueren is only a partial subject, such as English, chemistry, etc., which are pretty good." Speaking of his younger brother, Mukahi Mayu still smiled slightly.

"Forget it... I'm not talking about your brother, my idiot brother, he probably will sleep when he enters the examination room." Thinking of his sleepy brother, Saki Akutagawa waved his hands helplessly and sat back.

Seeing that Akutagawa Saki didn't speak, Mukai Mayu had no choice but to turn around and walk back to her seat.

The Vulcan at the front desk hung the red light as expected.

As for Hei Zi Tetsuya at the back table...

77 points - a score that is neither high nor low, nothing more than normal.

Just like his bland character.

The quiz in Mandarin came second. The main reason why Song Xiaoxiao's mood improved was that she could walk normally on her feet.

——Scatter flowers, scatter flowers! ! !

Although there will still be slight pain from time to time due to exertion, Song Xiaoxiao is already very happy.

In the past few days, every day after school, I stayed in the basketball club peacefully. Watching Vulcan Dawo dangling the orange ball in front of her, Song Xiaoxiao snatched the basketball and put the fire ball on it. God beat me to the urge to throw it into the trash can outside the arena.

Of course, this was just Song Xiaoxiao's unrealistic imagination. Even if she had that idea, she still couldn't get rid of Vulcan.

"Well...I'm still alive these days." Touching the basketball in his hand, Song Xiaoxiao refused to let go as if picking up some treasure.

"Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?" The fire god beside me looked at Song Xiaoxiao's idiot with a look of disdain, and took a sip of the drink in his hand.

In his opinion, Song Xiaoxiao's feet can walk and play basketball normally in less than five days.

"If it was you, you would do the same." Ignoring Vulcan's self, Song Xiaoxiao continued to caress the basketball in her arms.

Today is Saturday, Song Xiaoxiao and Vulcan Da I were going to play casually on the street basketball court. On the way, I received a call from Heizi Tetsuya. In order to have a round with Heizi Tetsuya, the two chose to be at the door of the fast food restaurant that the three of them often go to.

"I said how long will Heizi be?" Huo Shenda I accurately threw the deformed empty paper cup into the trash can next to the flower bed.

"Uh..." Song Xiaoxiao on the side gave Vulcan Tai me a sideways glance, "Tetsuya's home is far away from here, so you have to be patient and wait."

"Yo, girl!" Song Xiaoxiao received a call from Echizen Nanjiro while trying to appease Vulcan Taiga's rampage.

Echizen Minamijiro moved back from the United States last week. Since Song Xiaoxiao moved away from Echizen's house, she hasn't visited Nanako's sister once. Song Xiaoxiao is planning to visit tomorrow.

"Uncle Echizen, long time no see."

"Girl, why are you so lethargic?"

"No, I'm just curious why uncle would call me?"

"It's been so long since I've been back, and you don't come to see me. You really don't like uncle..." Echizen Nanjiro lay casually on the wooden floor of the living room, accusing Song Xiaoxiao of all kinds vividly with a microphone in one hand. Rudely picked out his nostrils, and his bare feet turned the pornographic photo on the floor to the next page in a very leisurely manner.

If they saw Echizen Nanjiro's lazy look at the moment, I'm afraid no one would associate this wretched man in a monk's robe with the mythical warrior of the tennis world back then.

"..." Song Xiaoxiao couldn't bear Uncle Echizen's words like this, and wiped off the black line on his forehead, "No, I sprained my foot last week, so it's not convenient."

"The girl's foot is injured? Is it serious? How about I go and see you now."

"No need."...you will scare my classmates.

"Girl, your tone seems to dislike me..."

"...Absolutely not, you heard it wrong." The firm expression on Song Xiaoxiao's face almost made a vow.

Song Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and looked at the confused Kagami Taiga beside her. When she thought of the scene where the wretched Uncle Echizen and Kagami Taiga met, Song Xiaoxiao felt dizzy for a while.

Although Uncle Echizen looks a bit wretched, the unknowing Kagami Taiga will definitely greet Uncle Echizen with the basketball in his hand the moment Uncle Echizen appears.

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——Never let Taiga and Uncle Echizen meet.

"Uncle Echizen called me. Is there something wrong?" Song Xiaoxiao, who had made up her mind, changed the subject in a timely manner.

"Ah, yes, the teenagers are back."

"Eh?!!!" The basketball that Song Xiaoxiao twirled on her fingertips fell to the ground.

"The teenager just got off the plane and is probably at the 'Pakistan Tennis Park'... because I signed him up for a match."

"..." As soon as I got off the plane, let people go directly to the competition?Uncle Echizen, you are actually Ryoma's 'stepfather', right? !

"Girl, you..." Do you want to come to my house today?

"I'll go find him right away." After quickly hanging up Echizen Nanjiro's phone call, Song Xiaoxiao clasped his hands together and looked at Vulcan Taiga, "Excuse me, I have something to leave first, Tetsuya is here to help me talk to him Feel sorry…"

"Hey! I still..." I didn't promise you! !

Looking at Song Xiaoxiao's back running towards the station, Vulcan Dawo bent down to pick up the basketball on the ground, and silently swallowed the words he hadn't said.

——Leaving him standing alone in front of the fast food restaurant and waiting for Heizi, what is that? ! !

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Song Xiaoxiao, who had left behind Vulcan, couldn't find the bus route, so she could only reach out to stop a taxi and hurried to the "persimmon board tennis park" that Echizen Nanjiro said.

Twenty minutes later, Song Xiaoxiao stood at the gate of the destination.

The uncle gatekeeper of the tennis park looked at the direction of the game enviously, thinking of the batch after batch of teenagers carrying tennis bags, their faces were full of vicissitudes and memories: this is youth!

"Hello, Uncle." The girl's fresh voice was refreshing.

"Hello, classmate." Uncle Security, as usual, was doing identity registration for entry and exit, "Excuse me, what's the matter?"

"Excuse me, which direction is the tennis court today? My brother is playing."

"Oh... over there." Uncle Security first looked at Song Xiaoxiao, then pointed in a direction, "I wish your brother good grades."

"Thanks to Uncle for your kind words." Song Xiaoxiao smiled gratefully at the doorman, thanked him politely, then bid farewell to the doorman and walked in.

Following the lively shouts, Song Xiaoxiao found the playing field accurately, and searched the surrounding area randomly, but did not see that familiar little figure.

...Didn't you mean to participate in the competition, why don't you see anyone?

"Uh...student, do you know where Echizen Ryoma competes?" Song Xiaoxiao asked politely, grabbing a middle school girl who seemed to be watching the competition.

"I don't know you, don't know me, I still have something to do and don't pull me." The girl impatiently withdrew her arm, gave Song Xiaoxiao a bored look and left.

"..." Are all the middle school students nowadays so impolite?She was just asking a question, Song Xiaoxiao curled her lips a little unhappy.

"You son of a bitch, Ryoma, where are you competing?" He looked down at his still-healed foot.

Although her feet can walk normally now, it is still not appropriate to move too much.

This dead child, let's see how she "cleans up" him when we meet later!

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As soon as Echizen Ryoma got off the plane, he received a fatal call from his old man.

"Youth, I registered for a competition for you. The competition address has been sent to your email. The competition starts at ten o'clock. You can go now."

The whole sentence did not exceed ten seconds. Echizen Ryoma looked at the phone that was hung up in his hand, and could only silently put on a cold face. He clicked on the email to check the address, and then bought a ticket and got on the tram to the competition venue.

—This old man, when he gets home, he will make Carubin bite off his toes!

Inexplicably forced to participate in the competition, and inexplicably disqualified because someone pointed the wrong way, so that he missed the reporting time, and now...

He somehow got on the tennis court because of a troublesome high school student.

Looking at the unknown high school student with a treacherous smile on his face, Echizen Ryoma sitting on the sidelines with his shoelaces bowed his head and remained silent.

"That... let's not compare." The girl beside her dragged her long wine-red braid, looking at the tall high school boy on the court, Ryuzaki Sakura tightened the strap of her satchel, "Let's go , I don’t think they are easy to mess with.”

It's all her...

If it weren't for her pointing in the wrong direction, the boy in front of him would not have missed the game and been disqualified, let alone encounter such a thing.

The wine-red haired girl lowered her head, blaming herself over and over again in her heart.

"I've come all the time, and I'll go home after a game." Standing up and moving her ankles, she took off her sportswear jacket and handed it to the girl, "Help me get it."

"Uh... well, then be careful." Holding Echizen Ryoma's coat, Ryuzaki Sakurano was worried, but she was unable to stop the next match.

——A very courageous boy, but also very reckless.

This is Ryuzaki Sakurano's first impression of Echizen Ryoma.

Although she was not tall, it made her inexplicably at ease. Looking at his thin back, she felt that he would definitely win and come back.

Of course, Ryuzaki Sakura still doesn't know what kind of changes Echizen Ryoma in front of her will bring to her future life.

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After driving more than half a circle in the park, Song Xiaoxiao still couldn't find Echizen Ryoma.

"No, we don't have a contestant named 'Echizen Ryoma' here." Looking through the registration form in his hand, the staff at the competition registration office shook his head, "Student, your brother didn't register here."

"...Thank you." Song Xiaoxiao froze the corners of her mouth in disappointment, and thanked the staff in front of her politely.

Didn't even register your name?

That boy Echizen Ryoma is making some wool? ! ! !

"Echizen Ryoma, if you let me find you, you will die." At this moment, Song Xiaoxiao had a sense of being possessed by a witch. There seemed to be a raging flame burning behind her, and the sound of gnashing her teeth seemed to tear apart the barriers that blocked her. all obstacles.

"Are you looking for Echizen Ryoma?" Ryuzaki Sumire, who was looking for her granddaughter in the park, looked up and saw Song Xiaoxiao who was hesitating at the intersection.

"Uh... yes." Who is this mother-in-law?

Looking at the mother-in-law who came up to talk to her, although Song Xiaoxiao couldn't figure out the situation in front of her, but considering that the mother-in-law seemed to know where Echizen Ryoma was, she would not bother about these trivial matters.

"Then come with me, I'm going to find him too."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you." Song Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement, seeing a lot of strange people, although this mother-in-law is also quite strange, but it's none of her business.

Ryuzaki Sumire originally went to the station to pick up her granddaughter to watch a tennis match, but after picking up her granddaughter, she received an unexpected call.

"Yo, old woman!"

"Echizen Nanjiro, is this your attitude towards your mentor?!!!" Shouting at the male voice on the phone, Ryuzaki Sumire tried to calm down his irritable mood, "What's the matter with calling me?"

Putting the phone in his hand away from his ear, Echizen Minamijiro picked his ear as usual, "Hello, old woman...my son is back."

"Which son?" Your two sons, who knows which one you are talking about?

"I'm talking about teenagers, that boy Long Ya doesn't know which country he's wandering in!" Don't mention that stinky boy Echizen Long Ya, he will get angry if he talks too much.

Such a bohemian character, I really don’t know who he resembles... (It’s not like you!!!)

"You mean Ryoma?"

"Yeah." Echizen Nanjiro turned the swimsuit photo book on the floor to the next page, "I plan to let him go to Qinggaku to study, as for the future, you know best."

"It's been a month since school started, and now I'm letting him come back..."

"No way, the jr. meeting in the United States ended just before yesterday." Echizen Nanjiro expressed his innocence.

The game time in the United States is not up to him to decide, but he rushed him back to Japan as soon as the youth game ended.

"You want him to join the Qing Xue Tennis Club?"

"With him, this year's Qingxue will have a strong player."

He still knows how much his son is. The teenager cares too much about his father and doesn't have his own style. He just imitates blindly. The main reason for him to know Japan is to hope that he can find out this problem.

"It's okay to join the tennis club. I will decide based on his performance whether he can play to his strength."

"Hahaha, just accept it. Then I won't say more, the teenager should be in the 'Pakistan Tennis Park' now, and I registered him for today's game."

"I didn't see him."

"Go and find out, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first..." Before Sumire Ryuzaki could speak, Echizen Minamijiro ended the call first.

Sumire Ryuzaki, who was hung up, looked at the phone in her hand. Although she was dissatisfied with being hung up by Echizen Nanjiro, she was still interested when she heard the news of his son's return.

As a tennis coach, the happiest thing is to dig a good seedling.

Echizen Ryoma... Let her look forward to it.