[Net King] The Star of the Palm

Lin Xinglan looked at the cat-eyed boy in front of him in surprise: "Little one, why is it you?"

The boy in the black uniform has regained his composure: "Of course it's going to school."

Lin Xinglan smiled and patted his head: "Did you transfer to Japan? It's really a destiny to come to our school, brother."

Echizen Ryoma snorted, "I didn't expect to be in the same school as the villainous sister."

Lin Xinglan rubbed his hair vigorously: "Call me senior."

Echizen Longya was so ravaged that he almost couldn't stand up: "I know, I know, senior!"

Lin Xinglan was satisfied: "Good boy."

The two walked to the school together, and Echizen Ryoma asked casually: "I heard that the tennis club in this school is very good, is it true?"

Lin Xinglan: "What is this school, you are also a student of Qingxue now, so it should be called this school."

Echizen Ryoma asked again helplessly: "Is the tennis club in this school very good?"

Lin Xinglan smiled mysteriously, deliberately showing off: "You are still so interested in tennis. As for whether you are serious or not, anyway, today is the recruiting day of the club. Why don't you go and see for yourself after hearing what others say?"

Echizen Ryoma was speechless, well, he didn't ask anything for a long time!

"Senior, I have a name, don't call me little one anymore."

"don't want."

Lin Xinglan went to the classroom in a happy mood. Although the class had officially started, the teacher didn't give lectures and gave the students plenty of time to cushion the holiday.

After school in the afternoon, Lin Xinglan stayed to clean the classroom. She never expected that it would be her turn to be on duty on the second day of school, and she would be late at the tennis court.On the way, I met Coach Ryuzaki.Coach Longzaki was discharged from the hospital a few days ago. In order to take care of her elderly body, she was not allowed to accompany the Qingxue candidates to Shizuoka County, and stayed with Lin Xinglan to take care of the tennis club.

A young man came with coach Ryuzaki, and coach Ryuzaki introduced: "This is Mr. Inoue, a reporter from Tennis Monthly, who is here to interview the tennis department. This is our tennis department manager, Lin Xinglan, a third-year student. "

Lin Xinglan said hello politely.

Inoue: "I need to trouble the manager to cooperate with us in the future."

Lin Xinglan nodded politely.

When they arrived at the field, they saw someone playing on the field. The referee was a first-year student they didn't know. Only when they got closer did they realize that the match was actually Takeshi Momoshiro and Ryoma Echizen!

Taocheng seemed to have the upper hand, and when Echizen Ryoma was about to serve again, Takeshi Momoshiro saw Lin Xinglan on the sidelines, stopped suddenly, and said with a smile: "That's it for today, I won't play, I'll forgive you first. "

Echizen Ryoma curled his lips and put away his racket calmly: "It doesn't matter."

As soon as Echizen Ryoma stepped out, he was surrounded by girls, who seemed to be very popular.

Taocheng Wuzheng looked over there with a smile, and heard someone behind him say: "Is this okay? Taocheng, was eaten to death by the first-year freshmen."

Takeshi Momoshiro turned his head: "It's the coach, it's okay."

Coach Ryugasaki: "How can you say that, if the sprain on your right foot can heal, you might win."

Takeshi Momoshiro scratched his head: "No, that guy noticed it from the very beginning, so he agreed to terminate the match. It's really rude to fight senior with the hand he is not good at."

As he said that, he turned his head and left. As soon as he turned around, Lin Xinglan grabbed his ears: "Politeness? Hmph, Mr. Taocheng, please explain to me what you were doing just now."

Takeshi Momoshiro hissed in pain: "Senior, senior!"

Lin Xinglan pulled the person over to face him: "Student Taocheng Wu, you dared to compete with others before the sprain on your foot healed, you should have broken it, right? Did you forget what the doctor said, self-cultivation, understand? !"

"Yes, senior!"

"Tell me about you. After finally being able to play tennis, you actually got a sprain. Forget about old injuries, and you don't cherish your body to play without authorization!" Lin Xinglan smiled, "Since you have the strength to play tennis, then..."

Half a minute later, Takeshi Momoshiro raised his racket with both hands, and kneeled by the tennis court with an aggrieved face.

Lin Xinglan rolled his eyes at him: "You are wronged, you are not allowed to get up after kneeling for half an hour! There is no cure for you!"

Takeshi Momoshiro said weakly: "Yes, senior, I won't dare in the future."

Inoue was stunned by this scene: "Coach Ryuzaki, your manager is very imposing, obviously looks very quiet."

Coach Ryuzaki's eyes were gratified, and his tone was very proud: "Of course, she is the half pillar of the tennis club."

Lin Xinglan had just finished punishing Takeshi Taocheng when several first-year students gathered around her: "Senior is..."

Lin Xinglan smiled: "I am Lin Xinglan, the manager of the tennis department. Okay, if you want to join the tennis department, come here and get the application form for the club. After filling it out, you can go home. Then remember to report on time tomorrow afternoon. If you are late, you will be banned. The penalty, our minister is very strict. Next, help me clean up the court."

"Yes, senior!"

Lin Xinglan took two steps forward and grabbed Echizen Ryoma's back lapel who wanted to sneak away, with a smirk: "Little one, I didn't say you can leave."

Echizen Ryoma's hair stood on end, "What are you doing?"

Lin Xinglan smiled: "Come on, let's clean up the court with everyone."

After sending some boys to clean up the court, Lin Xinglan just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief when Ryuzaki Sakura came over with a girl with two braids. The girl asked, "Senior, we also want to join the tennis club."

Lin Xinglan waved his hand and pointed in a direction: "For the women's tennis team, it's over there."

The girl shook her head: "We want to join the men's tennis team!"

Lin Xinglan was taken aback: "Want to be a manager?"

The girl nodded excitedly.

Longzaki Sakura pulled her: "Pengxiang, sister Xinglan is the manager, we..."

"Okay." Lin Xinglan smiled, "You can be the manager's assistant first, and when I retire from the department, you will be officially promoted to the manager, but you must not leave in the middle, how about it?"

"Yes, I am Tomika Kosaka from the first grade, and she is Sakurano Ryuzaki, senior, please take care of me!"

Ryuzaki Sakura scratched her head in embarrassment: "Tomoka...has always been lively."

Lin Xinglan nodded, not so much being lively as being noisy, and I don't know if such a personality can last, it's better to focus on cultivating Ying Nai.

Momoshiro Takeshi knelt for half an hour, then limped away with the support of other second graders. He would never compete without authorization again, never again!

Under the hint of coach Ryuzaki, the club activities ended early, Lin Xinglan stayed in the club office to sort out today's application form for joining the club, and Ryuzaki Sakurano and Kosaka Tomika also helped to sort it out.Sakura is very serious, Kosaka Tomika has been talking.

"Ryoma-sama is indeed very powerful. Not only did he fight with Momoshiro-senpai for so long, but he also flattened the pot that Arai-senpai and the others used to cheat the freshman's money at the beginning. Such a good ball control. Right, Sakurano? "

Lin Xinglan paused: "You just said, cheating money?"

Kosaka Tomika nodded: "Yes."

"Can you tell me more about it?"

"Yes, senior."

……

After listening to the whole story, Lin Xinglan walked slowly on the way home. The non-candidates of the second grade took advantage of Tezuka's absence to bully the first graders, and even tried to cheat money. It seems that the tennis club should be rectified again.

Why is this kind of senior bullying the younger generation repeatedly prohibited?

If it wasn't for being bullied, Tezuka-kun's arm wouldn't be...

Lin Xinglan stopped and looked up at the cherry blossom trees in full bloom on the street, covering the sky like clusters of crimson clouds, and the sky was full of falling petals.She felt lonely for no reason. After thinking for a while, Lin Xinglan took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Tezuka Kunimitsu: How was the game? You didn't play, did you?

Not long after, a text message came back: Well, everything is going well, and I can arrive in Tokyo before dark.

With just one word, Lin Xinglan felt that his temperament improved a lot in an instant. He continued to walk slowly home, and then stopped in front of a temple gate: "Strange? When did there be another temple here? There was obviously no one before."

She poked her head in curiously, and then walked in. It looked like an ordinary temple, full of grass and cherry trees: "The environment is not bad..."

After walking a few steps, I heard the sound of playing ball.Lin Xinglan followed the sound and found a simple tennis court in front of the big clock, where the old and the young were sweating.It was Echizen Ryoma who fought against that unshaven middle-aged man!You can see him wherever you go!

The most speechless thing is that the uncle "tuned|taught" Ryoma with language while playing ball: "Hey, young man, this small step is very standard, when did you learn it secretly?"

Echizen Ryoma snorted, but didn't speak.

After the two played for 10 minutes, it was over, and only then did they notice Lin Xinglan on the sidelines: "Before..."

Faster than Echizen Ryoma's voice was the wretched figure of the middle-aged uncle. He took Lin Xinglan's hand and touched it: "Hey, beauty, welcome to my shrine."

Lin Xinglan narrowed his eyes and smiled, then...

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The screams resounded throughout the temple, and a monk was beaten so hard that he couldn't get up.

Echizen Ryoma cut, turned his face away and left: "Father, I'm going home to drink water."

Lin Xinglan squatted in front of Echizen Nanjiro and poked him: "Hey uncle, are you really dead?"

Echizen Nanjiro raised his head with difficulty, with two nosebleeds: "White, white..."

Lin Xinglan followed his gaze and looked at the bottom of her skirt. A second later, there was another scream, worse than before.

Echizen Minamijiro leaned against the cherry tree beside the court and rubbed his stomach: "Really, why are girls so violent nowadays? Our Nanako is very gentle."

"Old man!"

Lin Xinglan glared at him fiercely: "How can the little one have such a dishonest father like you?"

Echizen Nanjiro raised his eyebrows: "Tiger father has no dogs, he hasn't grown up to this age yet, when he grows up, hehe..."

Lin Xinglan imagined that scene for a while, and shivered fiercely, no, no, no, no, she was thinking too much, thinking too much!

But Echizen Minamijiro's raised eyebrows just now really seemed like that, and both of them were surnamed Echizen... Lin Xinglan bit his lip and thought for a while, then couldn't help asking: "Hey uncle, what's your relationship with Echizen Ryuya?"