[Net King] The girl who clashes with the sun

No one would have thought that Yukimura Seiichi really completed all the rehabilitation training in less than a month, and even restored his physical function to the level before the illness.

Even the doctor invited by Yagyu's family was speechless when he heard about it from Yagyu Hiroshi, as if he couldn't believe what he heard was the truth.

However, this result was not surprising to Liang Jing.

Having spent half the summer vacation between Tokyo and Kanagawa, she naturally knew how much Yukimura had worked so hard to obtain this so-called medical miracle.

When the main candidates of Lihai University heard that their ministers could participate in the national competition, a few of them, especially Kirihara and Marui, were so excited that they rushed to the side of the hospital bed and hugged Yukimura.

They rushed over, but Yukimura had no choice but to catch them in a funny way.

When everyone was playing and having fun, only the girl from Liangjing frowned, fearing that Ah Shi would be overwhelmed by the two of them.

So, within a few seconds, she couldn't help but tugged at the back collar of one of them, trying to pull it away.

"Ah Shi's body can't stand your tossing on the bed like this, come down quickly."

Marui, who has been strangled by fate, is not a pure cell, and he can still understand some words, such as shallow meaning and deep meaning.

It's just that Liangjing girl's sentence actually has a superficial meaning, but he happened to understand it as a deep meaning.

So someone who was in adolescence, his face turned red immediately, and there was even a sign of smoke on the top of his head.

As for Kirihara, a single-celled creature whose emotional line has not been developed yet, seeing the senior slipping away so fast, he obediently backed away.

Nioh, who was watching the show, rarely covered his face with one hand, leaned on Yagyu's shoulder and shook his head.

I have to say that the minister's wife really doesn't understand anything, but she still talks about it.

Kirihara returned to the main army, looked left and right, but saw that everyone had different expressions, and it was rare to maintain a uniform silence, thinking that there was no topic, so he began to rack his brains.

Finally, he came up with a topic——

"It was rumored before that the minister would only show his face at the opening ceremony of the national competition, and would not participate in any competitions." He groaned twice in the middle of speaking, "We'll see if they will still be able to laugh!"

Akaya... Don't look for topics if you don't want to!

From the heart of the main selection of the entire tennis club.

The last thing they want to talk about right now is tennis.

After all——what happened in the previous Kanto competition, in Yukimura, it is absolutely—hasn’t passed yet.

"In the next match, the opponent will be Kabuki, right?" Yukimura looked towards Liu.

Holding the notebook, Liu nodded and said in a very serious tone, "We will use the victory in that game as the starting point for your return."

"Don't be so confident, Lian Er. After all, last time... I don't know who secretly released the water, and finally lost to Gan Sadaharu from Qingxue?"

you see you see!

A small number of people have silently looked away.

Liu Lian'er's hand holding the notebook stiffened, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, after all, you're not the only one who lost. Let's talk about the rest of the people, well... I remember it wasn't easy to win?" Yukimura rested his chin on one hand, leaning against the raised hospital bed, taking a good time Looking at everyone present, "I will be discharged from the hospital in two days..."

"I will not disappoint you, Minister!"

"Chi doesn't have to respond so loudly, what should I do to lure the head nurse over?"

"minister……"

Kirihara's scalp tightened, the fear of being manipulated by the minister finally returned.

He looked around pitifully at the direction of the seniors, as if he was accusing [why didn’t you respond to the minister with me] with his eyes.

But obviously, no one is willing to accept his wave of signals.

It may be because the final of the Kanto Tournament was mentioned again, everyone's mood became a little depressed, which almost covered up the good news that Yukimura was about to be discharged from the hospital.

So not long after, Yukimura asked them to go home quickly because it was not too early.

"Huh? Won't Xiaojing go back with us?"

Marui Bunta asked as he was leaving the door of the ward.

The Liangjing girl shook her head, "My father will stop by to pick me up later."

If it was still before, she could indeed go back with them.

But since that time when he came home too late, Ishida's father didn't criticize anything on the surface, but every time Liangjing girl came to Tokyo to visit Yukimura, as long as it happened to coincide with his working day, he would definitely drive by when he returned. Come to the hospital to pick up the Liangjing girl.

Yukimura naturally knew this, so he didn't let other members of the tennis club take Liangjing girl away.

"Wen Tai, are you still leaving?"

"Ah, let's go, minister, take a good rest!"

With the door closed, Liang Jing finally moved from the sofa to the chair next to the hospital bed.

She looked at Yukimura for a while, and raised doubts in her heart, "How do I feel... Ashi, you just drove him away?"

"Huh? Is there?" Yukimura pretended to think for a while, and looked at Liangjing girl innocently, "No?"

……

Obviously there is.

""

Two days later, on the day Yukimura was discharged from the hospital, he decided to go directly to the competition site because it coincided with the quarter-finals of the national competition.

As for the luggage when he was discharged from the hospital, he directly asked the driver at home to pick up a van and asked him to take it home directly.

Originally, the girl from Liangjing was surprised, wouldn't a private car work?Definitely a van.

But when she stood at the entrance of the hospital and saw his suitcases being loaded onto the van that had been called in advance, she finally realized why private cars couldn't work.

It can't fit in a private car at all.

After waiting for a long time, she asked Yukimura who was standing beside her, "Why do you have so many things?"

"Well——most of them are study materials, and some are books sent by Bi Lushi and Lianji to relieve boredom, and the rest may be the plants that my mother bought for the ward... Anyway, the accumulation of less makes more .”

Listing them one by one, Yukimura was actually surprised when he remembered that he was halfway through packing.

He pursed his lips and smiled, and said again: "Xiaojing, there are still many notebooks that you sent here."

"If you dislike it too much, give it back to me."

The girl from Liangjing heard the meaning of teasing, and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Those were the secondary notes that she had worked so hard to transcribe. Without these notes, she would not have believed that she had skipped classes in the third year of junior high school. There was a semester when Yukimura ranked higher than her in the final exam of this semester.

"Now? Will it be a bit heavy? Does Xiaojing want to carry it to the competition site?"

"..."

It was written on the face of the Liangjing girl - I am very angry, if you are the one.

""

Almost all the people at the game site were players or people in the industry, so they naturally knew what status the Lihai University Tennis Club held in the middle school world.

So when seeing Yukimura wearing the uniform of Likai Squadron walking into the field of vision, from time to time someone would glance at Yukimura's direction.

Coupled with Yukimura's good looks, some female friends even took aim at them and never looked away.

Liang Jing walked beside Yukimura, feeling some wolf-like eyes following their footsteps, feeling uncomfortable, "Why haven't you seen Sanada-kun and the others yet?"

This was the first sentence that Liangjing girl voluntarily spoke from the hospital to the game site.

Turning his head to give some attention to his girlfriend, Yukimura realized that her expression was not very beautiful.

At first he thought it was because she was still depressed about what happened just now, but slowly, he realized that it wasn't——

Because the tighter she pursed her mouth, the closer she got to herself.It is true that she is angry, but obviously not angry with herself, but angry with other people around her.

As for why...

Yukimura looked around, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "What? Are you jealous?"

"What are you eating, it's so sour." It was rare for the Liangjing girl to understand, but she pretended not to understand what Yukimura was saying.

Turning his head to the side, he happened to see another girl staring at Yukimura, so he had to look elsewhere distractedly.

When she was depressed, the idea of ​​wanting her boyfriend to be disfigured once again appeared in Liangjing girl's heart when she just started school in the third year of junior high school.

"Go get plastic surgery another day."

"?"

The disfigurement is too bloody.

So what was said became plastic surgery.

After all, according to the plastic surgery level advertised in the magazine...

After a plastic surgery, she didn't believe that the doctor could make Ah Shi look better.

Since it can't be adjusted to look good, it can only be adjusted to look ugly.

While thinking wildly in anger, Liang Jing suddenly felt that he was being held by someone.

Still the familiar temperature.

The calluses on my hands have not changed, but because I haven't held the racket for a long time, it has become softer there.

"Why?" The girl from Liangjing raised her eyes to look at Yukimura's overly visible face, that is, the face that made her want to ask a certain master to undergo plastic surgery on her own.

"Hmm...fingers intertwined, declaring sovereignty?" Yukimura took Liangjing girl's hand, and led her to continue to approach the large army where Li Haida was.

After pausing for a while, he saw that the sight around him still remained unchanged, leaning over to the Liangjing girl's ear, and added, "Tell them with practical actions, I have a master."

The Liangjing girl tried her best to keep her face stiff, until the curvature of her mouth could no longer be suppressed, then she reluctantly "cut" in a low voice.