Wangwang Tongren--Just to meet you

?When Jun Hui realized that the exam was coming soon, she was already sitting in the exam room.Jun Hui was not worried about her grades at all, so she started answering the questions casually.

Mandarin?A small language extended from Chinese, simple!math?It is far worse than China's level!English?It seems a bit difficult. . . . .Except for English, Jun Hui felt that she could easily get a high score.As for Japanese history, Junhui is completely useless.For the history class that distorts the truth, Jun Hui has never listened to it once, and has not even read the book a few times.

After passing the exam easily, they continued to train.Even if you can't enter the national competition, you can't relax.Jun Hui didn't know when it started, and when they followed their training, she would take the initiative to record the data on the sidelines, and make corresponding plans for them after the training.

Although Jun Hui didn't take the initiative to join the tennis club at the beginning, seeing the hard work of these young people and their obsession to not give up after being hit again and again, Jun Hui felt that her passion was ignited here.

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Hearing that Yukimura was in a bad mood after waking up, Junhui wanted to go to the hospital.After school, she greeted Ji Bu, and Jun Hui bought a bunch of flowers and rushed to the hospital.It's always good to see patients bring something.

The surviving wards are all in the main election, and none of them are bad. Even Marui and Kirihara, who are usually the most ostentatious, are quiet today.Yukimura was smiling, but his eyes were empty.

"Yukimura, stop making trouble, you are the only minister we recognize." Sanada's voice was as deep as ever, but this time, it was nasal, giving people the illusion that he was crying.Perhaps, it wasn't an illusion, because Jun Hui noticed that her brother's eye sockets were slightly red.

"What's the matter?" Jun Hui looked at the people in the ward inexplicably.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that I want to quit the tennis club." Yukimura still smiled calmly, but his words startled others and made them fidget.

"Can I know why?" Jun Hui wasn't as surprised as the others, but she was a little strange. It was the first time she saw a tennis player give up so easily when she came to this world.

"Why? Could it be that the king stands tall and needs a minister who can't even hold a racket?" Yukimura finally stopped laughing when he said this.Maybe he was smiling instead, but it looked like he was crying.

As soon as Yukimura finished speaking, the entire ward fell silent, and the air seemed to be blocked.Sanada held his hand tightly, Liu opened his eyes, and Nio's expression was no longer cynical.Jun Hui knew from the very beginning that the successful operation was for Yukimura to survive, but there was no guarantee that Yukimura would have a chance to return to the court.

Perhaps Yukimura was irritated by everyone's silence, he sneered, and lay on the bed with his back to everyone.He didn't know how to face everyone's sympathetic eyes. Even if he failed to fight the disease, he didn't want to be sympathized.

"Jingshi, why did you give up? You can be like Kunimitsu..." Junhui wanted to continue persuading Yukimura, but after thinking about it, he stopped.He is the Son of God, but also a 15-year-old child.

Yukimura just lay there, everyone was silent like this, time gradually passed, everyone looked at each other, and finally chose to leave quietly.Yukimura needs to rest, maybe tomorrow he will think about it.Everyone comforted themselves like this in their hearts, but they all knew how much self-deception was involved. ?