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In the end Yanagi spent a long time thinking about what Yukimura said.

Then he had to admit that what Yukimura said was right, too much protection could not bring new things to Kirihara, and Kirihara just chose a path that focused on defeat and victory in competition.

So he took time out every day to participate in the training of the tennis club, but he kept silent on various matters.

Think of it as letting Chi Ye exercise. Liu comforted himself who saw an obvious loophole but didn't point it out. Anyway, he will have to face these things in the future.

After the winter break, Li Hai's main candidates went to the shrine together again. Yukimura walked in the front and announced that he wanted a successful omamori, and Yanagi and Kirihara walked in the back of the line.

"Aren't you organizing a new winter vacation event?"

"Oh, of course I'm going to be with senior." Kirihara smiled happily, "Senior Liu, the coach said that I'd better go to the training camp for a while like the minister, but I don't have time. If I have a team member like Senior Liu Enough."

"It's so difficult, shouldn't it be like Genichiro?" Liu was wearing a kimono, picked up the bamboo spoon at the entrance of the shrine, and poured water into his hand.

"No, no, senior Liu is better than the deputy director." Kirihara was still heartless, "I also ask for career protection!"

Like last year, Liu strived for good health, for himself, for his family, and for the group of teenagers who are struggling on the court.

For Akaya, he didn't think that what happened to Yukimura would be able to withstand Kirihara's body as it was, so it's better to ask for a deal in advance.Although the shrine garrison is essentially against Liu's principle of rational thinking and serious verification of data, it is always a thought.

He carefully put the omamori in his pocket.

The semester after the winter break is very short, only one month.The former finalists of the third grade are busy with the entrance examination, and the second grader Kirihara starts to prepare for the new national competition.The seven, ah no, the six seniors all went straight to high school, and Yukimura traveled across the ocean to pursue his own dream.And Kirihara also established prestige among the new freshmen, and selected a new tennis club main election in the main selection competition.

This time, he changed from the smallest one in the main draft to the biggest one; from the laughing and laughing elementary school boy on the field, he became a reliable minister who led the new team all the way to the top four in the country.

Of course, he is still the same in front of his predecessors, he will blow his hair at one point, and he can chase Niwang around in circles with a word of kelp.

This year's National Competition, Lihai also worked very hard.Familiar opponents have left the team one after another, and the remaining old opponents are not easy to deal with.

Kirihara led the team and fell to the semi-finals.Although Kirihara, who was defending the second singles, won the match, his opponent had no choice but to complete a headwind comeback.Kirihara sat on the bench that originally belonged to Yukimura on the sidelines and watched his players return the ball out of bounds, and slowly buried his face in his palms.

I worked very hard, why am I not as good as my predecessors?

For a moment, he missed the national competition last year. He stood on the singles three or two singles, and he didn't have to worry about the seniors behind him losing.He stood on the doubles court with Liu, and he could still hit a beautiful shot when he collapsed.

"It's okay, don't worry." Kirihara was hurt for a moment, and then he raised his head and handed the towel to the off-field player. "It's normal to win or lose. We'll come back next year."

After all, three consecutive championships are too rare, no matter in the competition of junior high school students or in the tour.

"Okay, don't cry." The noses of the team members in front of them were red, Kirihara hurriedly wiped the corners of the team members' eyes with a towel, "It's just a game lost, isn't the trophy of the Kanto tournament still in the studio. Come and congratulate them."

After the game, Kirihara disbanded the team on the spot, and asked the deputy director to take the players back to Kanagawa, and leaned against the gate of the venue just after the game with his tennis bag on his back.His final year of the national competition ended rather hastily, and he was a little dissatisfied with himself.It was clear that they had played quite smoothly from the qualifiers, and finally lost in the semi-finals.

"Red also."

Kirihara turned his head suddenly, so much that he felt his neck twitch for a moment.He saw the seniors standing not far away, the one waving to him was Marui who was blowing bubbles and calling his name indistinctly.

"senior!"

So Kirihara, carrying his huge tennis bag on his back, plunged into Willow's arms who stood in the middle.

"I just said that we don't need to come, the staff can comfort him alone." Niwang twisted his pigtails, "puri."

"Kirihara-kun, don't be sad, it's just a game."

"I can't accept losing a game at such a big age, it's too lax!"

"Okay, Chi Ye, it will be over soon, and the semi-finals are pretty good."

Liu lightly patted Kirihara's head, Kirihara has moved a lot in a year, and his chin can already rest on his shoulder.

"Be sad when you're sad." Liu said softly, "It's fine when you're sad."

"Yeah Renji is right." Sanada's cell phone rang suddenly, and Yukimura's voice came out, "Come on, turn around and let me see, are you crying?"

In the end, Kirihara managed to hold back his tears under the watchful eyes of his seniors. After adjusting his expression for three seconds, he let go of his hands and stood up straight, showing a huge smile on Sanada's phone screen.

"Minister, I'm not crying!"

"It's fine if you don't cry." On the other end, Yukimura seemed to be training, and hurriedly ended the conversation, "Akaya, you did a good job, don't be too sad, I'll hang up first."

"Ok!"

Kirihara watched the screen go black, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes: "Why are the seniors here?"

"We're considering you leading the team for the first year, so let's see if there's anything wrong with you, kelp, have you felt the warmth of the seniors?"

"Senior Nioh!"

"Stop by to see you, Chiya, want some donuts?"

"I'm afraid Kirihara-kun will be too sad to lose, so I'm here to comfort you."

Kuwahara quickly offered Marui's donuts in his bag, and Kirihara picked up a chocolate one and stuffed it into his mouth, and slipped the box into Nioh's hand.

"Hey Kirihara Akaya, you are going too far! Senior gave you donuts out of good intentions and you actually gave him to Nioh's fox?"

"Hahahahahaha, you have taken the lead in you, you know you respect your predecessors. Come to chase ah Maruai, see if you can go back to the donut."

So Kuwahara was busy fighting, Yagyu was forced to become a shield for his partner, Marui and Nioh ran around Yagyu, and Sanada rushed to suppress violently.

Liu stood beside Qieyuan, watching his junior's bulging cheeks.He stretched out his hand to straighten out the messy strand of hair on Kirihara's forehead, feeling that the younger generation has become quite dark in the past year.

At least before, he would never have made the move to hand over Marui's dim sum directly to Nioh.

"Senior Liu."

"Ok?"

Kirihara swallowed the donut with difficulty, and looked sideways at Liu: "Senior, I still think I should be able to win the championship."

"Don't think too much." Liu put his hands in his jeans pockets, "It's just a game, you still have a long way to go."

"But if you're sad, just cry, I won't tell Jingshi and the others." He thought for a while and added, his eyes turned red when he saw Kirihara.The tall and thin boy covered his face with his hands, sobbing softly.

Liu sighed, and from the corner of his eye, he could see that a few people around him were still fighting, and entering high school Sanada didn't work as well as before.He took out a tissue from his pocket and put it in Kirihara's hand, gently but irresistibly opened Kirihara's fingers, and pressed the tissue near Kirihara's eyes.

"Senior Liu, I, I have obviously worked very hard." Kirihara sniffled, carefully turned 180 degrees on the spot and turned his back on Nioh and Marui who were scrambling for donuts, "But in the end we still lost."

"I have always wanted to be as good as my predecessors, but I still can't do it. My training plan is not as good as my predecessors, and I am not as dignified as the deputy minister. I can't beat the minister either."

"So in the end I didn't even make it to the final."

Liu unloaded Kirihara's tennis bag, and gently patted the boy's back with one hand.

"I thought at least those who could make it to the finals, everyone trained very hard."

"I didn't expect it to be like this at all. I really thought we could win and win four consecutive championships."

The donut defense battle at the side came to an end, Kuwahara saw the scene here, wanted to go up and say something, but was dragged back by Yagyu.

"But I lost, and the loss was so ugly. I was given an invisible egg in the final set, and I didn't win any of the last six games."

"Senior, I am really useless."

"You are amazing, Chi Ye. It was so hard to win the championship when we were all here. You have persisted for so long by yourself." Liu comforted the younger generation, "Remember what I asked you, the whole country is not just all, Do you dare to see the world?"

"There will be many such losses in the future, even if Jingshi has not won a single ITF competition so far, don't push yourself too hard."

"There are still many victories and failures. Wipe your eyes well." Liu stretched out his arms to hug his junior, "We will move on after crying."

Kirihara sniffled loudly, took the tissue from Willow's hand with some embarrassment and pressed it to his eyes.As soon as Liu turned around, he saw that his teammates headed by Sanada had rather strange expressions on their faces, and coughed in embarrassment.

"Cough, fox, you stole my cake!" So Marui, the elder brother of three younger brothers, quickly understood the fact that Kirihara's self-esteem was very fragile now.The question jumped up and snatched the donut box from Nioh's hand, grabbed Kuwahara's arm with one hand and ran out.

"Hey, what happened to Marui-senpai?" Kirihara turned his head after wiping away tears, the tip of his nose was still red, "Uh, I, I..."

"Let's go back together after packing up." Sanada interrupted Kirihara's stammering words, "I heard that you still failed a subject in the final exam?"

"Ah, Vice Minister, I didn't mean it! I studied it very seriously!"

"No matter what, it's still too lax!"

The author has something to say:

I don't plan to write about Xinwang Wang, because it is very troublesome to write. Of course, the main reason is that I only read ova. . . .

And there is really no such thing as U17, but the Davis Cup Youth Championship does have it, but the level of fantasy of the new net king is beyond control. . . .

From this point of view, the fantasy of the original Wang Wang is still controllable, at least it makes sense at the beginning.

I think the Liuqie I wrote is like a father and son. . . . . .

Speaking of which, I was in France these days and saw Renoir's painting exhibition hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaI watched it for a long time and suddenly realized that the name is Renoir (cover face)

The Lord really deserves to be a literary boy!