[Comprehensive] fleeting notebook

Although Basang, like the Basang in Yin's mother, is so unremarkable that he almost has no sense of existence, there is only a pair of glasses telling the world-"I, I have been here before."

But just like Shimura Shinpachi's own swordsmanship is already very good among ordinary people, but the people around him are too monstrous, Nakamura Hachimaru's level is not bad in ordinary middle school tennis players, but it's a pity that the master Xu Fei waved his hand He forcibly created a clan of combat tennis... But for people living in this world, this is their real life, so even if the original book bonus is there, as long as they have the strength, the cannon fodder will not be too cannon fodder!

And when he saw that the third singles team sent by Bingdi was Hiyoshiruo, Irie suddenly felt a small universe of "destroying hahaha! I got a big deal!" in his eyes.

It's not that she thinks that Hijiruo's strength is weak, you know that Hiyoshi is the next minister appointed by Master Atobe... It's just that, from the point of view of the style of play, it's really too invincible!

"Hmm~ Xiaozheng, you seem to be very excited all of a sudden~ We've lost two games in a row, this one...does Xiaozheng feel very hopeful to win?" Bai Lan, who had been watching the game with a lack of interest before, now He was attracted by the girl's shining emerald eyes.

Seeing that the two were gradually getting into position on the court, and when they were about to start the match, Michi Irie expressed his opinion: "Hyoshiruo, a second-year Ice Emperor, according to the information he has... the biggest weakness is his lack of physical strength. .”

That's right, in the original book, during the national competition against Qingxue, the doubles formed by Hijiruo and Xiang Hiyake, the fighting-style all-or-nothing style of play, fell short in the end. A big factor was the lack of physical fitness of the two of them. Cannot engage in tug of war.

"Then do you know, a nickname of our classmate Basang in school..." Irie raised a hand, put it on Bai Lan's shoulder, raised his chin and said, "The glasses that can't run to death!"

That's right, although Nakamura Hachimaru's offense is not that sharp, he is still quite good at defense.Running fast and durable, no matter where the opponent hits the ball, he can catch the ball and grind the opponent to death!Make your opponent feel like they're playing against a wall!So much so that the teachers of the school's track and field department have always wanted to poach Nakamura Hachimaru to participate in long-distance running and even marathon competitions.

Bai Lan, who was sipping water, was almost choked by the so-so nickname, tilted her head, narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "That is to say... drag this race into an endurance race. Very likely to win~"

"That's right, that's right, that second-year kid is going crazy!" Irie clenched his fists and looked forward.

"But...what a strange posture..." Bai Lan looked at Rijiruo who was playing the ancient style of martial arts on the court, and Violet's eyes lit up with a rare interest: "Is there anyone else who plays tennis like this? I've never seen it~"

To be honest, the first two games more or less sparked his interest.For example, the amazing jumping ability and flexibility of the red-haired boy, and the cannonball-like power of the tall gray-haired boy when he serves.

Seriously, I wanted to pull them into Mirufiore for a split second... Well~ I'm just kidding~ The interest in the amazing skills of these boys... doesn't seem to be standing on a high place like a god who knows everything Looking down at things that can please him a little bit, it is more like a pure interest from the heart, just like these ordinary middle school teenagers around him.

When would he, for a moment, reveal a child-like innocence.

"Come on! Grind him out, Hachi-san! Run a marathon with him!" During the break between games, everyone from Irie and Odaiba Middle School cheered for their friend, and then turned to Bai Lan and said, "Actually Well, Riji-kun's style of play is not...weird, um..."

Compared to the magical bugs of those big bosses, um.

"It seems that the child should have practiced Japanese ancient martial arts professionally." After all, he is an expert in combat, and Bai Lan saw Hijiruo's background at a glance.

"Combining tennis and ancient martial arts is unique, isn't it?"

"Hmm~ It's indeed the first time I've seen it~"

Two heads, one white and one orange, got together and watched the game while discussing their own opinions. The emerald eyes shone brightly, and the violet pair also had a rare pure color brilliance. The light came closer.

There is an inexplicable feeling of relief for no reason... This kind of feeling doesn't seem too bad.

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Although Nakamura Hachimaru gave full play to his advantage of being immortal to fight the tug-of-war, there was still a gap in absolute strength. After a hard-fought marathon match, he still lost to Hiyoshiwaka 4:6.

"Basang, you are so handsome! Although you are Basang, you are definitely not Obasan!"

"Yo, well played, Nakamura! That's great!"

"It's great to try your best, it's worthy of the 'glasses that can't run away'!"

Everyone in Odaiba Middle School, including Irie, couldn't stop cheering and praising Nakamura Hachimaru for his return. Although he was a little disappointed after losing the game, the excitement still prevailed.

"Xiaozheng... why are everyone so excited? Didn't we lose?"

When preparing to start the fourth game, Bai Lan asked with some confusion.

Because of the excitement just now, Irie's face was still flushed, and his orange ponytail was shaking: "Do you think the scene just now was wonderful?"

"Hmm... for the standard of ordinary junior high school students, it's not bad~" That's right, if you look at it from the eyes of ordinary people.

"That's not enough." Irie smiled, and his eyes returned to the arena: "Since it's a competition, there must be winners and losers in terms of the results alone. But... this is not a professional arena after all, everyone is just junior high school Sheng, as long as the two sides fight in an upright manner, wouldn't it be great if they had a good fight?"

Life is not measured by winning or losing, what's more, there is no winning or losing in youth.

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Although it has lost three games in a row, this is only a practice match between the two schools after all, so it is still necessary to finish all five games.And the previous three games, especially the one just now, also made Ice Emperor realize that Odaiba is not a weakling who can be easily bullied, but... that's what makes it interesting, isn't it.

The fourth game, the second singles, Akutagawa Jiro VS Akiyama Jiro.

"Hey, I didn't expect to fight against you, Master Jiro." After seeing his opponent, Jiro held the racket in one hand and scratched his curly hair with the other, smiling wildly.

However, Akiyama Jiro's expression immediately turned crazy: "It's not Jiro-chan, it's Jiro!"

Because the sound was too loud, everyone watching the game could hear it.So much so that after the competition, I was invited by a cosplayer to be the coser of Katsura Kotaro at the next month’s Gintama only manga exhibition. The reason is that he fully demonstrated the charm of "Zura Kanai, Kazilada"...Of course, These are things for later.

"Ah, ah, it's a good thing that the Ice Emperor sent a serve-and-volley-type baby sheep. If I send a powerful Huadi-kun... tsk tsk..." Seeing that the Ice Emperor sent Ciro, Irie felt that Ice Emperor He must have not done any homework before the game, and he doesn't know enough about the play style of the Odaiba Junior High School qualifiers.

Jiro's muscle strength is not enough, and he is not a vigorous attacking player, but Jiro's speed and flexibility are very good.Therefore, the style of play belongs to the type of grabbing points with leverage, and the hitting speed is very fast.

While Jiro was preparing for the activities, when he looked towards Odaiba, he saw Irie.He waved at her, showing Yang Bao's iconic smile.

"Xiaozheng, Xiaozheng, why is she smiling at you..." Bai Lan puffed up her cheeks childishly with a look of dissatisfaction.

"This..." Irie touched his chin, and said with a serious and profound look: "Everyone is a jump party, like-minded, and heroes cherish heroes."

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Amidst the cheers from the two schools, the two players on the field also launched a technical confrontation.

Jiro Akiyama's unique way of grabbing points at the beginning adjusted the rhythm of the game very quickly, which made Jiro feel a little uncomfortable for a while, and took the lead at the beginning of the game.

And Jiro also awakened after he figured out Jiro Akiyama's style of play, and gave full play to his magical net volley style, gradually controlling the rhythm of the game.

6:3, Akutagawa Jiro won the second singles match.

"Your style of play is so special! I played very happily today!" When shaking hands after the game, Cilang still looked excited.

Seeing that the opponent's joy was entirely due to the progress of the game rather than the final result, Akiyama Jiro seemed not so depressed: "Well, me too, Akutagawa-senpai."

It was indeed... a great game...

"Hey, let's fight again when we have the chance, Jiro-sama."

"I told you it's not Jiro-chan, it's Jiro!"

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Then, next, the last match of this practice match, the first singles...

"Atobe! Atobe! Atobe! Atobe!"

All the cheerleaders of the Ice Emperor are already excited, and everyone is looking forward to their Ice Emperor coming to the world!

"Snapped!"

A gorgeous snap of fingers resounded, and the audience fell silent for an instant.

I saw that the Ice Emperor made his iconic moves as in the opening ceremony, followed by an undeniable aura of arrogance: "The winner is...my lord!"

The young man's purple-gray hair was gently blown by the breeze, and there was a shocking pride and persistence in his bright eyes.

"Ah! Atobe, Atobe!"

The atmosphere in the audience became even more heated, and even the students at Odaiba were shocked by Minister Hyotei's unique splendor.

Seeing Queen Atobe making her debut, the girl Irie expressed... she must strive for success!She must not fall under the sweatpants of Her Majesty the Queen so quickly!No matter how you say it, you have to support your best friend!

Goddesses and girlfriends... She won't value sex over friends!

And Bai Lan, who was smiling leisurely, casually twirling the racket in her hand, walked onto the court, completely unaware of the extremely entangled mood of the girl behind her at the moment...

"Huh?" Atobe frowned slightly as he watched the white-haired boy walking towards the other end of the court.

This opponent... feels a little different from the people he has fought against in the past. He can't feel the tension of the opponent... No, or the opponent makes him feel full of flaws, but it makes him feel that it is not that simple.

"Atobe-kun~ Please give me some advice~" Bai Lan, holding the racket, smiled harmlessly, and her voice was sweet and greasy.

Atobe narrowed his eyes slightly... In that case, let him use actual combat to see the true face of this guy.

In the first game, Atobe served first.

He threw the ball cleanly, jumped up, and hit the ball without any special skills. It was just a very ordinary serve, but the movements were very coherent.

And Bai Lan seemed to be moving lazily, but he arrived at the ball's landing point precisely, and with a forehand return, he returned to the dead corner of Atobu and scored a point first.

It is not necessarily true that it is a dead corner, because Atobe does not seem to have the intention of chasing the ball with all his strength, and he is still in the stage of observing this strange opponent.

"Interesting..." Atobe murmured with interest while patting the ball and preparing to serve.

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