Yukimura Lingxue of the king of the net

"Forget it, forget it, the time for the first capital meeting is coming soon, let's go, don't you want to sit at my house until you are late?" Lingxue looked at the time on her wrist, it was 9:10 , I'll be late if I don't leave.

Everyone arrived at the competition venue, and the competition was about to start in 20 minutes. Everyone thought that Ryoma had already arrived at the competition venue, but there was nowhere to be found Ryoma at the competition venue. Three unknown black lines suddenly appeared on Lingxue’s forehead Come on, if I remember correctly, this kid was late because he was too sleepy?

Nima, now there are ten thousand muddy horses galloping past in Lingxue's heart, are there any?This kid was late for the first game in the Metropolitan Conference. There are people like him who drag him, some of them, some of them, very good, let this girl stand up and let this girl give me a big beating.

"I have contacted Echizen." Everyone looked at Dashi who was talking happily, except of course Lingxue who was still scolding the child sadly.

"Echizen said that he met a woman who was about to give birth on the way to the competition and sent her to the hospital."

Dashi believed it to be true, and after Dashi finished speaking, everyone stood there calmly. In fact, if you look carefully, everyone is in the process of being weathered. "It's a lie, it's a lie." say this sentence.

"Forget it, if you can get in touch, it means you are on the way, but now you have to get all 8 people to sign up." Lingxue took out a white hat from her tennis bag after speaking.

Looking at the three non-selected first-year students next to him, well, Horio's height is about the same as Ryoma's, and his figure is also about the same, so he wears a white hat on his head.

"Haitang lends you your clothes to Horio so that he can sign up instead of Ryoma." Then he said to Haitang in an orderly tone.

Haitang threw the clothes to Horio very chicly, then followed Tezuka and walked towards the registration office, Horio also quickly put on Haitang's school team uniform and followed the main candidates.

"No. 128, Youth Academy. 8 reports." Tezuka held the registration form and pointed it to the referee with no expression on his face.

After receiving the report list, the referee reconfirmed and explained the rules of the game to Tezuka and the others, and glanced at the list, "Well, Qinggaku still has first-year students." The referee asked a question in doubt.

Everyone made way for the referee to look at Horio, and the main candidates also looked at Horio nervously. Horio seemed to be trembling a bit and raised his hat bravely, "You are still far away." Then Lingxue could only stand There is a black thread hanging on the side and she is holding her forehead. She wants to complain, is there any reason, ah, is there any reason.

"Hahaha, I'm really confident, come on!" Then everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and this level can be regarded as muddling through.

On the other hand, Ryoma also ran to the venue of the competition, but he met someone who no one could have imagined, that is the new manager of St. Rudolph and a full-time team member Guan Yue. .” Curling the hair on his forehead.

"Who are you?" Ryoma opened his big cat eyes and asked the narcissistic boy in front of him who was curling his hair.

"Oh, that's amazing. Since you can become an official player in the first grade, you should play with your left hand today." Guanyue still leaned against the wall and curled her hair, asking Ryoma narcissistically.

"You're wearing uniform, are you ready to go back? It's still far away." Ryoma moved towards his school's playing field.

However, Ryoma, who walked away, didn't notice that Guanyue was just collecting information on his temper. If he knew, he would be very settled. There is no way, senior Gan is also such a data maniac, and he is already immune.

Walking into the court, I saw Horio bragging in the uniform of Seigaku's official team members. As you can imagine, he was dragged to the court by another middle school student to see his outspin serve, and tremblingly, he saw Ryoma standing outside the court asking for help. Facing Ryoma, "Ryoma, hurry up, it's true, hurry up and switch with me." Urging Ryoma who was standing on the sidelines.

"I really can't do anything against you, well, as long as you buy me juice for a week." Ryoma said to Horio.

"Three days. It was because you were late that I signed up for you." Horio began to bargain for his pocket money.

"I don't mind a month." Then prepare to leave for the court.

"Ryoma, you can help Horio, how can I put it, he also helped you a lot." Lingxue came out from the dark, went straight up and punched Ryoma on the head.

She was sure that she was taking revenge on Ryoma for being late, but Ryoma held his hurt head, "It hurts, Lingxue-san." After complaining, he went in and exchanged places with Horio.

"Let me, Horio, who has two years of golf experience, give me a lesson." Then he threw the ball high and used the power of external rotation to deliver the ball, hitting the opponent's eye just right.

Lingxue was sure that this brat vented his anger on the fallen middle school student. When Lingxue walked away, she gave the middle school student a sympathetic look and silently made a gesture of God. .

"Amen, may God bless you, poor child.",

Then he leisurely followed Ryoma to the competition site, "Echizen, why did you come here? It's so slow." Momoshiro's reproachful words reached Lingxue's ears.

"It's nothing, I just went to warm up." Longma replied lightly.

Suddenly Lingxue remembered the scene of the unlucky child saying "It's really an outspin serve, are all first-year Qingxues so strong?" and then fell heavily on the ground.

ps: Originally, Xinyu wanted to write about how to play against Kamada Middle School, but this middle school is too weak, they all beat them 6-0, and Akiyama No. [-] Middle School is still interesting.