[Net King] The Spring of a Supporting Actor

"I heard you joined the Fudo Peak Tennis Club?" Fujiwara Junsuke leaned back against the sofa, crossed his legs, and held a bottle of sake in his hand. His cheeks were flushed, he was drunk, and he burped, disgusting. The smell of wine spread in the room.

While changing his shoes, Fujiwara looked at his father, who seemed to have changed from an orphan to a child with both parents. As if life had not changed, he nodded and said casually, "Drink less, otherwise Mom will talk about you again when she comes back!"

After finishing speaking, Fujiwara wore slippers, went up the stairs with his tennis bag on his back, and returned to his room.

"Hi——!" Fujiwara intermediary hiccupped again, glanced at Fujiwara, twitched the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "Stinky boy, how dare you teach me a lesson! Hip—! Fudo Peak—! "

Fujiwara intermediary has never been a tennis coach since the violent incident last year. Now Fujiwara’s mother works in the company, and Fujiwara intermediary stays at home to do housework. The only bad thing may be alcoholism!

After taking a shower, Fujiwara lay on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, with a smile on his face.

In fact, he really feels pretty good now. He has his own home and can play tennis every day. It seems that everything is perfect.

Of course it just seems—

"Fujiwara, come spar with me!" Kamio said loudly, looking at Fujiwara who was practicing his serve.

Fujiwara was very helpless, but there was still a smile on his face, and he didn't see any impatience.

Ever since he defeated Kamio and joined the tennis club, Kamio has been thinking about getting that match back, thinking about beating him wholeheartedly, and whenever he has time, he will practice against him.

Of course, the result is that Kamio is completely abused by Fujiwara every time.

Tachibana Yoshihei did not stop Kamio from taking revenge on Fujiwara, because although Kamio lost every time, Kamio's speed and tennis skills also improved unconsciously.

The most obvious thing is that he could only win one game under Fujiwara before, but now he can already win two games.

In addition to Kamio looking for Fujiwara to practice, the other team members also listened to Tachibana Yoshihei and practice sparring with Fujiwara, so that Fujiwara can adapt to various styles of play as soon as possible before the start of the regional preliminaries, so that he can adjust his state and prepare for the upcoming regional preliminaries .

But against Fujiwara against the other players——

Fujiwara and Ibu Fukaji fight——

"Temporarily paralyzed? Fukaji-senpai, do you think your opponent will just let you use topspin and backspin alternately?"

"Senior Shensi, have you ever heard of the double-knife style? Have you used this trick against a double-knife player?"

"I don't like your up-and-down technique, Fukasa-senpai. To hit a topspin ball, you have to rub it obliquely from the top of the ball, but Fukasa-senpai, you should know that it is impossible to use a ball that is aimed at your body. Spin the ball back."

"So you still feel that your temporary paralysis is very powerful? It's just a trick that doesn't work!"

Ibu Fukasa stared at Fujiwara in shock, his eyes were dull, his hand holding the racket trembled slightly, he—his temporary paralysis was broken by Fujiwara in this way?

How can this be? !

Fujiwara and Ishida duel——

"Senior Ishida, if you still want to play tennis in the future, you'd better not use the swing ball with one hand. Although the swing ball is powerful, it is a double-edged sword!"

"However, if you try to hold the racket with both hands to make a swing ball, this can reduce the burden on your wrist and arms. Although the power is not as powerful as a one-handed swing ball, it is difficult for ordinary people to catch your two-handed swing ball!"

Ishida glanced at his right hand, seriously recalling what Fujiwara said just now.

Of course he will play tennis in the future, and he will go to the national competition with other teammates and the captain.

He shouldn't be playing one-handed swing balls anymore!

Ishida looked at Fujiwara with a trace of gratitude in his eyes.

Fujiwara and Uchimura fight——

"Uchimura-senpai, the title of avant-garde killer may not be worthy of the name! The flexibility of the body is far from enough."

"And Uchimura-senpai, you should drink two more bottles of milk every day! Maybe you can still grow taller!"

When Uchimura heard Fujiwara's last words, his face suddenly became very angry. Doesn't this mean that he is short?

But he seems to be really short!

Fujiwara and Sakurai fighting——

"Sakurai-senpai, your topspin is really good! But besides topspin, do you have anything else?"

"Tennis is not just a simple topspin ball!"

Sakurai blushed, he was so easily defeated by a first-year junior, he seemed to be thinking too easily!

It seems that he has to work hard, otherwise he really only has one topspin ball left.

Fujiwara and Mori Chende fight——

"Senior Mori, your style of play seems to be very similar to yours. It looks calm, but it is actually very weak!"

"Strength, speed, technique, and sense of the ball are too weak!"

As for the confrontation with captain Tachibana Yoshihei——, Fujiwara has no chance yet.

Fujiwara was looking forward to it in his heart, although Tachibana Jihei seldom made a move, but Fujiwara knew his title of "Double Heroes of Kyushu" in the past.

In this normal tennis practice, although Fujiwara spoke harshly, I have to say that Ishida and others have improved their tennis skills to a certain extent with Nai Fujiwara's ridicule and pointers.

Of course, this is also because these seniors are not willing to lose to Fujiwara, a first-year freshman.

As Fujiwara continued to increase the amount of practice in the Fudo Peak Tennis Club, other players also increased the amount of practice not to be outdone.It can be said that Fujiwara, a first-year freshman, was indeed stimulated by the identity of the coach's son.

The most irritating one is Kamio, who wants to torment Fujiwara all day long, but he is unwilling to use those low-level tricks. He can't play golf, so he can only use his mouth for cheap, and often fights and quarrels with Fujiwara.

"What? You have to go back so early today? Geniuses are really different! You know, tomorrow is the regional preliminaries!" Kamio saw Fujiwara packing the tennis bag, and it seemed that he was going to go back. He was very surprised, but his mouth was Said sarcastically.

The others also looked at Fujiwara with some doubts, not understanding why Fujiwara would go back so early today.

You must know that Fujiwara was the last one to leave before.

Although Ishida and others still have a layer of estrangement about Fujiwara's identity, they have to say that they admire Fujiwara very much, not only because of Fujiwara's tennis talent, but also because of Fujiwara's persistent and serious attitude towards tennis, and his silent efforts.

Seeing that Fujiwara loves tennis so much, they couldn't figure out that Fujiwara would be the coach's son.

The attitudes of the two father and son towards tennis are simply opposite.

Fujiwara didn't take Kamio's ridicule to heart at all, looked at Tachibana Yoshihei, and said, "Captain, I'm leaving first!"

Jujuping nodded.In fact, according to the previous training plan, the training has already ended, and now it is just extra practice for Fujiwara and others.

Tachibana Yoshihei has been observing the changes in the tennis club after Fujiwara joined the tennis club. He did not stop Fujiwara from mocking other players, because he knew that Fujiwara's words were not aimless.

Although what Fujiwara said may sound ugly, they are all true!

"Tomorrow is the regional preliminaries, you have to adjust your state!"

Fujiwara nodded. It was precisely because tomorrow is the regional preliminaries that he thought of ending the training early and relaxing.

In the past, Fujiwara would not continue to practice desperately the day before participating in the competition, but adjusted his mentality and concentrated on preparing for tomorrow's competition.