behind the glitz of the net king

Echizen Long Yue immediately went to the women's tennis club, only stayed for half an hour before returning to the men's tennis club.Unspeakable frustration was written on his face, and there was no match for him.Unsurprisingly, Qingxue's women's tennis game disappointed her greatly.

She has pestered almost all the regular candidates in the men's tennis club, but the reasons for refusing to practice with her are all kinds of strange and endless.

In the final analysis, it was just because she was a girl, and boys were a little cautious on the court.Echizen Longyue was a little embarrassed and wanted to play tennis and talk about gentlemanly demeanor.

She sat sullenly on the steps before, using the whole sky as a canvas to draw the cloud tail fading on it, and only the cool air touched with her outstretched index finger, changing the arc again and again incongruously. The tail has the illusion of being wrapped around the fingertips like threads, quite like white lines between the fingers.

It's a very boring game, but someone's laughter came from obliquely below, very faintly.Echizen Long Yue looked at the past with a smile on his face, I don't know how long he has been looking at it.She withdrew her hand and smiled like a flower: "Senior, I want a practice match. Please."

After hesitating for a while, he readily agreed.

During the game, she was still playing the same way as before, only more aggressively, and she showed her ice-blue pupils to capture the movement of her left hand hitting the ball.Qian murmured that these are all rare data, and when he lowered his head, he realized that the notebook had disappeared.

Echizen Long Yue tilted his head and glanced across his eyes clearly, accompanied by the wind of hitting the ball, his smile blew away: "Senior Gan's notebook is in your hands now, Senior Fuji."

Buer didn't deny it, and at the same time, a spike came over. When she retracted her heart, it was too late to return the ball, and Buer took the first round.

Echizen Longyue moved her wrists, glanced at the impassive iris on the tennis racket, and rubbed her lips and teeth with a half-sigh: "What a pity." Fuji opened his eyes and looked at her indifferently.

The game is on track.The hearts of the onlookers also raised their throats.Finally, someone was the first to notice something was wrong, and the careful people changed their expressions one after another, and took a deep look at each other.

The straight-tempered Taocheng also came to his senses at this time, and was the first to remind everyone: "Fu Er has never used a unique move, as if he was suppressed." "It's not suppressed, it's...involuntary." Under the glasses, I don't know what kind of surprised eyes I looked at Echizen Longyue and Fuji.

"All actions seem to be controlled by Long Yue." Takashi Kawamura looked at her and Fuji complicatedly, "Fuji looks like a puppet now."

"Can't control myself!?" The first grader had already exploded, looking at Echizen Longyue and Fuji Shusuke in disbelief.Listening to this distorted explanation, the girl tried her best to hold back her laughter, and tried her best to concentrate on playing.

In order to match the atmosphere, Taocheng added a sentence at the right time: "I heard from Longma that Longyue just knows some witchcraft." At this time, the hearts of those who had seen the world in the second year of junior high school began to float, and joined the discussion in the first year of junior high school .

All the words flashed by his ears, Echizen Long Yue stared at Fuji's every move, and Fuji had the same smile on his face, calm and elegant.That was the smile that once made Long Yue's eyes lose focus, and now it is placed in front of her very ironically.It doesn't matter.It really doesn't matter.

Long Ma didn't raise his face, but said in a low voice: "Can't you see? Long Yue has actually been hitting some parts that can make people instinctively fight back. These fights are almost based on subconscious self-defense."

This sentence made Qian suddenly realize, his voice was trembling with shock, and he struggled to explain: "This has nothing to do with witchcraft controlling people's bodies. Long Yue took advantage of this and calculated the perfect return route."

"Shaped like a puppet." Long Yue just lowered his eyes and read over what Hecun said. Hearing her clear voice, "Then this trick is called 'Puppet Doll'."

"Anatamadamadadane." Only Ryoma and Tezuka looked indifferent.

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