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The number of consecutive championships in the Kanto Conference is already a little numb to the candidates of Lihai University.If it is said that Qie, who was not able to play last year, showed his excitement on behalf of the seniors, this year Lihai University's performance in winning the championship can be regarded as calm.

It seems that in the next second, you can become a Buddha on the spot, without sadness or joy.

However, the procedures that should be followed still have to be completed, and the cheerleaders on the sidelines are also very excited.Finally, Yukimura took over the trophy from the person in charge, and a group of people took a group photo with the certificate and Lihai University's team flag.During the period, Kirihara said that his condition was too bad and affected the whole team, so he refused to enter the screen. Liu repeatedly persuaded him to no avail, and finally Sanada took Kirihara into the team.

"We'll talk about the game later. Why are you getting angry now? Isn't it big enough?"

The commotion was indeed big enough. For the first time in the history of Lihai University's team building for so many years, someone could get a third-level warning and be penalized in a single game.

So Kirihara walked into the line dejectedly, and was pressed in the middle of the back row, so-called Li Haida's future, showing a somewhat stiff face.

The somewhat stiff atmosphere lasted until the Lihai Taishosen accepted the blessings of their opponents, found a place in Tokyo to gather for dinner, and got on the bus to return to school.

"Let's go back when it's done." Yukimura said, "Go back and have a good rest. Don't be late for the training that should be done tomorrow morning."

"And Chi also comes with me."

Liu took another worried look, and finally shook his head to help Sanada tidy up the trophy rack in the living room, making room for the newly won championship trophy.

Yukimura took Kirihara out of the school gate, and the two stood at the school gate wearing team uniforms and carrying heavy tennis bags.After a while, Kirihara probably couldn't bear the dull atmosphere, and finally asked, "Minister, where are we going?"

"Wait a minute." Yukimura was busy looking at his phone and answered a call.Then he stopped a taxi and stuffed Kirihara in: "Let's go to the club."

In fact, Kirihara is also very familiar with the way to the club. After many afternoons after club work, he pedaled his bicycle to rush to the stadium, and often met Yukimura who was also training.Before Yukimura went abroad, the two were the same coach, and they played a lot of training games with each other.It's just that he has been busy preparing for the Kanto competition recently, and Kirihara is still worried about the final exam results, and he hasn't come for a while.

"Hi, Seichi!" Yukimura familiarly dragged Kirihara into their usual training ground.Compared with the surrounding venues, there is not much space here, there are only two tennis courts, but the facilities are much better.Toyama was sitting on the ground stretching, with a few baskets of balls beside him, saw Yukimura and Kirihara coming in and said hello, "Win?"

"Nonsense." Yukimura rolled his eyes, "Where's the coach?"

"Office." Yuan Shan jumped up, picked up the racket beside him, "Hey Kirihara, what's wrong? Are you crying? Lost the game?"

"Sister Toyama." Kirihara pouted, obviously not planning to speak.Toyama didn't ask much, and turned to look at Yukimura: "Shouldn't you celebrate after the game? Why did you come here for training today?"

"Celebration?" Yukimura took off the tennis bag on Kirihara's back and put it on the sidelines, followed by his own tennis bag, "Look at him, level three warning, do you believe it?"

"minister!"

"What's wrong? Don't you want to admit what you did?" Yukimura rubbed Kirihara's head vigorously, "Go warm up by yourself and play practice games later."

"I can't win again." Kirihara muttered, but obediently took off his jacket and began to run around the field.Yuan Shan hadn't closed his mouth just now. He frowned and looked at his junior's back: "A three-level warning in a game? What did he do?"

"Smash the racket, smash the field, and wantonly accuse the referee." The corner of Yukimura's mouth twitched, "You go about your business, I'll go find the coach. Wait, why don't you play with him later to give Chiya some confidence ?”

"I don't even know if you're hurting me or him." Yuan Shan snorted, "If he loses, won't he have to look up for the next six months?"

"It's the same if you lose." Yukimura laughed out loud, and was punched hard by Toyama on the shoulder.

"Are you mentally ill?" In the office 15 minutes later, Coach Lianzhou pointed Kirihara's forehead unceremoniously and asked, "Calling the referee?"

The boy hung his head and said nothing, the coach suddenly didn't know what to say.On Wednesday, Yukimura mentioned to him that Kirihara's mental state is not stable recently, but because Kirihara asked for leave recently and didn't show up at the club, he didn't have much time to give psychological counseling to the teenager.Coach Lian Zhou paused, and glanced at the gap in the door: "You two hurry back to the field, is the excitement so good?"

Toyama and Yukimura looked at each other and ran away one after the other.

"Play a game?" He was still busy thinking about the training match on the way, "You didn't play just now, did you?"

"Fight one game, if you lose, don't learn Chi to do the same."

"Am I losing you less?" Yuan Shan complained, stretching out his hand and pushing open the door of the tennis court.

"Come and sit, what are you thinking during the game?" In the end, the coach decided to be soft, pulled a chair and pressed Kirihara on it, "There is always a win or loss in a game, and you are not happy every time you lose, so what will you do in the future? "

"I don't know." Qieyuan only felt that he was in a panic. Children of fourteen or fifteen years old understood all the principles they should understand, but they just couldn't apply them to themselves.

"Look at Yukimura, he lost quite a few games in the United States a while ago." Coach Nakihara's companion gave an example, "If he adjusts, he wins more games. If you can't adjust, you will lose Whether you should lose or not, you still lose.”

"I know." Kirihara rubbed his eyes, "But I just can't concentrate."

Just thinking about the terrible score, thinking that one more point will win, and one more round will win.

In the final analysis, it is just too worrying about gains and losses. I want to win, but I am too afraid of losing.

"Look more at how the heavenly kings deal with losing." The coach looked through the bookshelf and found the DVD of the 09 Wimbledon men's singles final, "Look carefully, you can cry, but don't take your emotions away." In the next game, don't lose confidence completely."

Kirihara took the CD and looked down at the writing on the box.He had watched this match, a five-set match, both sides were seizing opportunities and seeking breakthroughs.He hummed, and the coach reached out and patted the student on the shoulder.

"Have you seen it? Now don't just watch hotshots, see how they manage their emotions."

Kirihara looked at the CD over and over again, and finally agreed.

On the tennis court next door, Yuan Shan habitually squatted down to hit the ball. After watching the ball go out of bounds, she simply sat down on the spot.

In practice rounds, no one ran to write numbers on the scoreboard.Yukimura watched Toyama put the racket beside him, so he didn't plan to continue playing.He walked around the net posts to Yuan Shan, stretched out his hand and pulled her up from the ground.

"What's going on with Chiya?"

"I think I might have stimulated him." Yukimura said sadly, "Swept him in front of the entire tennis club?"

"Didn't you sweep it that time?" Yuan Shan dug out a drink from his bag, "I was swept away by you once, so I'm going to cry to death?"

Having said that, Toyama also roughly understood what was going on with Kirihara's sudden trough.Neither of them said anything, after a while Yukimura asked, "Do you want to continue?"

"Continue." Yuan Shan picked up the racket and walked towards the bottom line.

Note: The last time I wrote about Yukimura’s episode, he watched the 08 Wimbledon final, and Xiao Qi here is the 09 final. In 09, it was Roddick vs Federer. Roddick missed the Wimbledon championship again, and he never won the Wimbledon championship in his career.

The squat shot is based on Radwanska's shot.

The author has something to say:

I still thought for a long time how to let Xiao Qie learn to control his emotions. . . .Yukimura can figure it out on his own, but it's still a bit difficult for Xiaoqie. His seniors are only one year older than him, so it's just a few words to persuade him.Xiao Qie knows what he should know, but most of the time he just can't do it, just like when he was in middle and high school, he was concerned about his gains and losses in the exams.

This chapter is super short. . .I slept all afternoon, but when I coded at night, I was inexplicably sleepy. . .

I don't care if it's not Wednesday yet, I'm the article updated on Tuesday (Small voice is confident