I want to play tennis

Chapter 150 Training Camp
"Oh! Oh! Oh~~~"

In the morning, everyone in Bingdi rang out amidst the crowing of chickens that came from nowhere, all of them with messy hair and drowsy eyes took things to wash up.

Looking at the queue at the door of the bathroom, Toru Kitahara felt an unusual sense of familiarity.

Atobe, who was the first to go in, came out refreshed and looked at the team.

"Huh? Is that guy Cilang still lying in bed?"

Toru Kitahara, who was at the end of the line, nodded.

"I just called him and he didn't respond."

"Probably dead."

Kitahara shook his head as he looked at Hocho Taro, who had two dark circles under his eyes, his eyes were lifeless, and his soul was gone.

It's not good to recognize the bed, and insomnia is even worse.

"Really, my uncle is going to wake him up now."

Atobe walked towards the bedroom in a hurry, and after a while, Atobe's roar came from the corridor.

"Cirou, you bastard!!! Don't let me fall asleep as soon as you walk on a mattress!!"

On that day, Akutagawa Jirou's bed was replaced by the one closest to the door.

It was cold and damp in the mountains in the early morning, and with the new environment, everyone was not very energetic.

Kitahara Toru yawned, and asked lazily, "Atobe, what about breakfast?"

"You call me the minister."

Atobe first corrected Toru Kitahara's name, then looked at the sleepy-eyed people, and said with a smile: "Hmph, it's okay to have breakfast, but let's do a small activity to refresh yourself first."

"Small event?"

Everyone followed Atobe to a tennis court.

"Hey, why are there three tennis courts here?"

Xiang Riyue looked at the open space in the distance in disbelief.

Ninja Yuuji looked down at the ground under his feet.

"It's very flat here, and it looks like it has been repaired recently."

Shishido looked at the tennis court.

"The net and everything are very new, and the lines on the ground are also very clear, which means..."

"The minister is wasting money again."

Atobe, who was about to say that this was a trivial matter, broke his defense immediately, and looked at Toru Kitahara angrily.

"Hey, what do you mean by that! Beiyuan!"

"No, I didn't say anything."

Atobe snorted, didn't bother with Toru Kitahara, and started talking about the morning warm-up game.

"It's very simple. Each person catches Chotaro's serve five times, and catches three out of five times. You can choose the type of breakfast at will. If you fail, you can only eat the simplest breakfast."

Hearing this rule, Xiang Riyue was shocked.

"What! Playing so big as soon as you come up."

Yushi Ninzu also looked at Hocho Taro nervously.

"Also, it happened to be when that guy Feng was most delirious."

Looking at Feng Changtaro, who was covered in black air, it was obvious that insomnia had a great impact on him.

Atobe didn't say anything, and handed the racket to Feng Chotaro casually.

"As for Chotaro, if more than half of the people succeed, you don't have the right to choose breakfast."

"OK."

Good guy, it really has turned black, and the way of answering has changed.

"Okay, let's get started."

Shishido Ryo said that he has been used to this training for a long time, and he stood up confidently.

"It's not over yet."

After Atobe said something, he asked Huachi to carry a box.

"Inside are weight trainers and... baseball gloves."

Seeing these two things, Kitahara Toru had a bad feeling.

"I can understand a weight trainer, but a baseball glove..."

"Yes."

Tracee nodded.

"Each of us has to wear gloves to catch Feng's heavy cannon serve. If we catch but the ball escapes from the glove, it will be considered a failure."

Atobe, are you playing so big?You must know that Feng's heavy artillery serve is not only fast, but also has a strong impact and spin on the ball.

Do you want to exercise our reaction power in one breath, explode and grip strength?

"by the way."

Atobe enjoyed watching everyone's surprised eyes.

"This training is a warm-up game in the morning, and it is a formal training program at noon."

"what!"

"Hey, it's a pity, if it wasn't for the fact that Beiyuan's meteorite serve is really too powerful, I actually want to use his meteorite serve to..."

and many more!

"I am willing, I think this will allow everyone to get better exercise."

Kitahara Toru stood up righteously.

"For everyone's improvement, I am willing to take on this responsibility, even if it is..."

Kitahara Toru said struggling with his eyes exposed, but then said resolutely: "Even if I risk my waist, I will not hesitate."

However, Kitahara Toru's performance was quickly seen through by Ninzu Yushi and the others.

"You boy, I just think we can't catch your serve, so I want to pick my own breakfast."

"You boy, did you just give up on us?"

Even Feng Chotaro looked at Kitahara Toru fiercely at this time.

"Boy, are you going to take my job?"

Between offending public outrage and breakfast time, Toru Kitahara wisely chose the former.

Anyway, he is confident that he should be able to catch Feng Chotaro's serve.

"Hey, I'm just kidding, just kidding."

Kitahara Toru resentfully retreated behind the crowd.

Seeing that Toru Kitahara dismissed that idea, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They couldn't catch it and didn't want to catch Toru Kitahara's meteorite serve with their hands.

Even Atobe was afraid, because what he said just now was too selfless.

Others have only seen Toru Kitahara's meteorite serve before, but he knows that Toru Kitahara has broken through his original strength, and he doesn't know how terrifying the meteorite serve with his current strength is.

"Okay, let's start warming up a little bit."

Everyone put on their loads, and after moving their gloves a bit, they began to discuss who should go first.

"I come."

Shishido Ryo stood up first.

"Come on, Chotaro!!!"

Looking at Shindo Ryo across the way, Hochotaro threw the ball up with dark circles under his eyes.

"One! Ball! In! Soul!"

"Oh!"

Shindo Ryo had trained with Hochotaro before, and he had long been accustomed to his serve, and he kicked out quickly.

"Snapped!"

Because of the load-carrying device, Shishido Ryo was a little slower, and the tennis ball flew out while wiping the front of the glove.

"Come again!"

"One! Ball! In! Soul!"

"Oh!"

In the end, Shindo Ryo got used to the first two balls and finally caught the last three balls.

"Next, Ninzu Yuuji."

"Oh!"

"fail!"

"Next, Akutagawa Jiro."

"Oh!"

"success!"

"Next, Xiang Riyue!"

"Oh!"

"fail!"

"Next, Huadi!"

"Oh!"

"fail!"

Perhaps Hochotaro was too tired to serve, and the next Hiyoshi Ruo got away with it.

Atobe glanced at Toru Kitahara.

"You first and I first."

In the style of respecting the old and loving the young, Toru Kitahara said politely: "Minister first, minister first."

When Senior Feng is a little more tired, I will take it easy.

"Okay, then I'll go first."

Atobe, who saw through Toru Kitahara's careful thinking, smiled.

"By the way, I forgot to mention something just now. More than half of the successful people count as failures, but only the top four successful ones can choose breakfast."

"Nani!!!"

Toru Kitahara looked at Atobe dumbfounded. Just now, Ryo Shishido, Hikichi Waka and Jiro Akutagawa, if Atobe also succeeded, wouldn't it mean that even if he succeeded, he would not have a choice for breakfast.

Looking at Toru Kitahara with a painful face, Atobe smiled.

Let you say that this uncle is a waste.

"Oh!"

"Trace department success!"

"Do not!!!!!"

Kitahara Toru's mournful and indignant cry resounded through the forest.

(End of this chapter)