Congratulations to the king of the net for capturing a genius

更新时间2015-2-111：16：58字数：2374

"Hello everyone! You bastard—I suddenly disappeared!" Taocheng was the first to react from the sudden surprise of seeing Echizen—of course, those who knew Echizen would come back would be counted—Chong Relying on the advantage of height, he directly hooked his arm around the boy's neck, obviously happy, but made a nasty tone.

"Okay, it's been hard work, Senior Taocheng..." This was the cat-eyed boy who was strangled so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"Little one!!!" The big cat slapped Echizen's head like a rubber ball, and the little one cried out in pain.

"We are very worried about you, Echizen! You actually disappeared so soon after the national competition!" Oishi warmly welcomed him, but he couldn't help but bring some small blame—this wayward boy.

"The probability that Echizen will be called here is 120%, as the information shows..."

"Hiss~~——"

"Welcome Ba——ck!!!"

"..."

"It really hasn't changed, seniors." A smile appeared on the face of the little prince who broke free from the hands of several enthusiastic seniors.

"Hehe, this kid hasn't changed at all." Yukimura stood not far away with his coat on, his beautiful blue-purple eyes locked tightly on the only boy in the middle school who defeated him.

"That kid was indeed called! Yongshiro!" "Don't panic, Tian Renzhi-kun."

"Hmm - what a talent."

"...Is that so? I know very well that I deliberately appeared at the end to attract attention...Asshole...As always, an annoying first-year...I must beat you this time, but Captain Tachibana said that we are on the same team and should cooperate... I just need to find a gap according to the situation—ah—”

In the chaotic welcome (? Are you sure?), the little pillar looked at the old pillar of Shangqingxue (...) with some relief. "How about the United States? Echizen?" "It's so-so." He replied pretending to be indifferent, but facing the young Tezuka, he still had a trace of respect that he didn't have for other seniors. "Good afternoon, Minister."

Before the two pillars of Seigaku could communicate, the two figures crossed Tezuka from left to right and stood in front of Echizen—uh, what is the "tennis mountain" where each of you is holding a racket? ——"Ah—huh? The game hasn't regressed, has it?" "Too slack!"

The little prince is a little speechless - can't you change the way you greet each other?Lala didn't say anything at the brim of the hat, but the hot air on his neck made him tremble, and when he turned his head to the side, he saw a head of flying red hair, and then he heard a naive and wild laughter in his ears: "Let's decide the winner! Get ahead!"

"..." Echizen thought he was very interested in tennis, but after meeting Kintaro Toyama, he realized that the dedication to tennis can also cause headaches. ——No matter where you meet this one, this atavistic fellow year-old will express his enthusiasm with the phrase "Let's fight it out".

The enthusiasm of the middle school students here is still continuing, and the high school students who have been left alone for a long time can't help it.According to the famous "Law of Killing Net Cannon Fodder Family", a high school student surnamed Sa Sabe opened his mouth with a loud voice: "Bastard!! Junior high school student!!——You are not allowed to take so many balls by yourself!! !"

"Ah, by the way, Yushi, what did the coach say just now - if you can't get the ball, just roll, go, go?" "Yueren, the voice is too loud..." Noticing the angry eyes of the surrounding high school students sweeping over, he restrained his feet charmingly Picking up the corner of his mouth, even though he said that, he didn't mean to apologize at all.

"Haha! It's a pity—quickly pack up and go back!" Of course it was Kirihara who was so arrogant.This child is in the typical middle and second stage, a single-celled organism, irritable and slightly brain-damaged-of course, the only ones who can see the cuteness from him are relatives and friends, and the group of high school students obviously don't think so.

The chaos on the field fell into the eyes of the coaches in the monitoring room. "...Coach Kurobe, out of a total of 50 people including 296 middle school students, nearly half didn't get the ball." And... "That, those... are all high school students."

"...It doesn't matter." Anyway, most of these high school students are also mobs.The speaker was turned on, and the voice spread throughout the field: "As the coach said, whoever doesn't get the ball, go home immediately! - above."

"Hey, this group of young middle school kids! Do you want us to exchange with them?" It's ridiculous!Just because you were unlucky and didn't get the ball? ! —— "Competition! Use tennis to decide the outcome!"

"That's right!! That's right!! You are just lucky!"

"Sasabbe's right - we wouldn't accept it otherwise!"

"Anyone can use the ball they got as a bet to challenge! Does anyone have the courage?!"

Sasabbe looked around and saw that no junior high school student responded to his proposal, so he pointed to one—"Hey! How about the one with glasses over there?"

"Huh?" (⊙_⊙) Tezuka-kun raised his eyes.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Tezuka...he is naming me now." A white light flashed through the dark-skinned wooden hand lens.

"No, Mr. Mushou, it's me." The purple-haired gentleman nudged his glasses.

"What, if you want to talk about glasses, it should be me?" Renzu's long and narrow eyes raised slightly behind the plain glasses.

"It could be me too~" Jin made a circle on the lens in front of his eyes with his fingers, and twisted his tongue enchantingly.

"Anyone can do it!" Zuo Zuobu said that he was going to explode with anger!It's so dangerous and scary to compete with him, so why are there so many fools rushing to do something that would scare these middle school kids?It made him look like a joke... No, no, how could his majestic Zuobu be a joke? "Anyone can! Get on the pitch!"

"Ready-ready-?" Huh?whose voice?behind? !

Echizen was wearing a pair of glasses, lying on the net with a racket under his arm, and casually pushed the glasses down a little with his hands, the corners of his glittering golden cat pupils were turned up, his provocative posture was still childish and cute. "F, more forward?!"——When did this kid wear glasses? Hey!

"What is it, kid, is it you again? - Just hide away for me, kid! I won't show mercy!"

"Hey! Sasabe, leave it to me."

"Songping——? This is to hurt that kid!" As a high school student, Songping's ruthlessness is well understood. "If the opponent is a brat, why don't you keep a hand?"

"Unfortunately... I never knew... a way to save one hand. ——Firebomb!!!"

The yellow-green ball passed by, the strong air current rolled up the boy's hat, and the short dark green hair fluttered a little messily. "Huh-huh?" Echizen smiled slightly, and the front of the racket raised the white cap on the ground and put it on his head.

"HIT ME!!!—FIRE, FLAME, BOMB!!!"

——I'm so sorry.This level is not enough to see.

He hooked his lips a little arrogantly, and Echizen drew back in a relaxed and free-spirited beat, startling countless wide-eyed eyes and the famous cannon fodder scream of high school students, "Hit, hit back?!".

There is no idea of ​​respecting seniors at all—of course, this senior doesn't seem worthy of respect either. Echizen used Matsudaira's serve to hit back Matsudaira as if he was playing a game. Then crossed his legs, lifted his chin slightly, and said "madamadadane!"