I didn't expect you to be such a bear Er!

The Kanto competition started on a sunny day.

There were cicadas singing from the nearby verdant branches and leaves. The sun was hot and bright. Even with the protection of the atmosphere, the beams of light still made Qiandai, who was holding an umbrella, feel the scorching temperature.

Qiandai originally wanted to go to the game early, but was stopped by Nishikori's mother.

"The weather is too hot, and the child's game is still early, so why should he suffer... When the time comes, he will suffer from heat stroke, and his mother will be worried."

As soon as these words came out, Qiandai immediately dispelled the idea of ​​going early.

Indeed, she is too prone to heatstroke in summer.

The first time Qiandai came, Buer found out.

His eyesight is very good, so even at a distance, Fuji can still see the thin sweat on the shadowed little face under the blue parasol.

"Tezuka, let me go over here."

The heart that was originally worried about the power struggle between Takashi Kawamura and Huadi was distracted at this time, so he quickly picked up the towel and water bottle at the side, and walked quickly towards Qiandai.

"Where is Fuji-senpai going... Oh, Nishikori-senpai is here, no wonder..."

Taocheng noticed Buer's movements with sharp eyes, but then he was suddenly startled by the loud noise from the field. When he looked back, he was terrified, "Senior Kawamura!"

When the loud noise came, Buer was wiping the fine sweat off Qiandai's face, and Qiandai was sipping the cold water that Buer handed her. She was indeed thirsty all the way, but the strong sound wave The news made her unsteady in shock, the drinking water bottle that was already wrapped in a layer of water vapor suddenly fell to the ground, and the cool water sprinkled on her feet, which made her shiver involuntarily, but she had no time to take care of these ...

The arena was filled with dust and smoke, and the figure she was familiar with was lying on the ground with scars all over her body, and the racket clenched in her right hand was already covered with blood.

"Kawamura-san!"

Qiandai tightly covered her lips.The injury looks so serious.

"Qiandai, you wait for me here."

The deep voice came from the ear, it was no longer gentle, like the heavy snow in winter, whistling with a biting breath.

Someone put a yellow towel on her hand, and when Qiandai regained her senses, she saw the figure of the boy turning over and jumping off the stands, walking in a hurry.

I don't know what they talked about together, Qiandai only saw Takashi Kawamura and Huadi being carried down at the same time, it seems that neither of them should be able to compete.

This match should be voided.

Sure enough, the referee's firm and majestic voice came from the arena, announcing the nullity of this game that each side tried their best at all costs.

Qiandai looked at the handsome and tall figure not far away, with his back to her, she couldn't see his expression clearly.

But Qiandai thought, he should be very angry.

For the sake of Kawamura's end in spite of his best efforts in the game, and also for his anger at watching helplessly but being powerless.

Qiandai thought, Buer should be more serious next time.

It wasn't for himself, or it wasn't just for himself anymore, but for the young man who was always full of energy but now weak and could only lie on a stretcher, he would definitely win this round.

Sure enough, without the slightest doubt, the sleepy-eyed boy who easily suppressed Fuji Yuta couldn't even survive a round in front of Fuji who became serious.

A beautiful victory, cheers from the audience, but the boy just looked at the blood-stained racket and said in a low voice: "Aaron, we won."

We won, we won together.

This is Fuji Shusuke's first obsession with victory.

☆、Chapter44, guidelines