[net king] light as fleeting

A new day is a new beginning, and Fujiwara Ri didn't show abnormal emotions at all because of Fujiwara Yu's words last night.

It's still flat, and I continue to do what I like, such as taking a leisurely lunch.

Fujiwara Ri went around a remote corner, just in time to see a black shadow of something thrown straight in her direction.Subconsciously took two steps back, back to the corner, something hit the wall and made a 'Peng' sound.

Only then did Fujiwara Ri realize that the thing thrown out was a sky blue tennis racket, and all the white tennis strings had been cut off, and it was rolling quietly to the ground at this moment.

Faced with doubts, Fujiwara Ri took two steps forward.The green-haired girl I saw yesterday was huddled in the corner, with her beautiful eyes open, staring blankly at the tennis racket thrown by her on the ground.

He moved his body, as if he wanted to stand up.For some unknown reason, the half-standing body shrank back again.

Fujiwara Ri's eyes returned to the tennis racket on the ground. It was obvious that the white tennis strings had been cut off one by one by someone, and the cuts were neat. It is not difficult to think that it should be done by its owner.

Bending down, reaching out to pick up the tennis racket on the ground, Fujiwara approached the green-haired girl step by step, watching the other party stare at her with resentful eyes: "Want to see a joke? Heh, have you finished watching it now? Just finish it now." Get out!"

"A joke?" Fujiwara Ri tilted her head, glanced at the tennis racket in her hand, and avoided the topic she didn't understand earlier: "Why do you do this if you like it."

The arm slides over the frame of the tennis racket. The blue frame is very smooth. If you don't look carefully, you can't see some tiny scratches on it. It can be seen that the owner is very careful in maintaining the racket.

It's just that after the impact just now, the frame on the other side has more scratches left by the impact on the wall, and even most of the blue paint has been scraped off.

"What's none of your business?" The green-haired girl stared at Fujiwara Ri, and said with a sneer, "Let me lose, this kind of thing is worthless."

"Value?" Fujiwara Ri put down her hands, with an expression of not being able to understand what the green-haired girl said.

"Are you an idiot?"

"No." She understood this sentence.So Fujiwara Ri shook his head and denied it.

The green-haired girl pointed to the corner behind Fujiwara Ri, and roared: "How could I talk such nonsense to you, if you have seen enough, get out immediately."

Fujiwara Ri didn't care about the other party's tone at all, still with a flat expression, asked doubtfully: "Because you lost, so you are sad?"

"Miss Ben has never lost!" It seemed that Fujiwara Rihara's question touched the green-haired girl's wound, and the next second, the louder roar made Fujiwara Rihara take two steps back: "I'll say it again, Go yourself."

"Is this venting anger?"

The green-haired girl stopped talking nonsense, supported the wall with one hand and slowly stood up, took a step towards Fujiwara Ri, and raised her arms decisively: "You yourself didn't listen to the warning."

The palm flew across the air, and the cyclone brought up a few strands of hair on Fujiwara Ri's forehead.Just when the palm was about to touch her face, he stopped inexplicably.

"Why don't you hide?" The green-haired girl withdrew her arms that had stopped in mid-air, looked at the unchanging Fujiwara Ri in front of her, by definition, this woman is definitely an idiot!

"Hiding for what?" Fujiwara Ri looked up at the green-haired girl, and handed her back the tennis racket in her hand: "Only the weak can hide."

When the green-haired girl heard the words, her face immediately darkened: "Are you mocking me? That's not what I meant at all. I was asking why you didn't run away when you knew I was going to hit you?"

"Didn't you not fight?"

Fujiwara Ri's words made the green-haired girl turn pale.She thought about doing it, but felt that it was too serious and not in line with her personality.

The two sides fell silent immediately. Fujiwara Ri handed the racket back a bit sore, but seeing that the green-haired girl didn't seem to want to take it back, she had to shrink back and said flatly: "Weak."

"What did you say?!"

"People who only rely on avoiding and retreating are weak." Fujiwara Ri, who didn't realize that he provoked others, continued without fear of death: "If you don't want to lose, then work hard to win back, and the audience will always remember the winner. "

The green-haired girl opened her eyes wide, and looked at Fujiwara Ri in disbelief. She was very shocked that such words would come from the person in front of her who she judged to be an idiot.

The green-haired girl regained her senses after being stunned, looked down at the racket she was holding in her hand at some point, looked at the person who turned around and seemed to want to leave, paused for a while, and couldn't help asking: "What's your name? "

"Fujiwara Ri." Like, the surname she crowned after she stepped into that house.

"Qingqian Shuiyin, my name."

"En." Nodding, Fujiwara Ri didn't turn back, but took a few steps forward and picked up the yellow tennis ball on the ground.Walking back in front of Qingqian Shuiyin, she put the ball into her palm: "I can make you beat her."

Qingqian Shuiyin quietly clenched the tennis ball in his hand and nodded.He didn't open his mouth to reply to Ri Fujiwara's boastful words, but because of the girl's originally plain purple eyes, when he said the word "win", it was like a calm lake, suddenly rippled to confuse people's mind.

After Fujiwara Ri saw Kiasa Mizune nodding again, she left behind "after lunch tomorrow, I will wait for you here", then turned and left completely.

Qingqian Shuiyin responded lightly, and glanced at the unusable racket in his hand.

After school, it's time to go to the sporting goods store to fix the racket.Even now, she still finds it a little unbelievable that just a few words for a girl she doesn't know well, her inner frustration and humiliation are completely replaced by her determination to win back perfectly.

……

After Fujiwara Ri and Kiyoshi Mizune left one after another, a red head popped out of the bushes in a remote corner, looked around for a few times, and shrank back.

"Yushi, did you hear that! That girl's words are so handsome!"

"Yeah." The boy with dark blue hair who was called Yushi pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and continued to eat the bento in his hand.

The red-haired boy was not satisfied with his partner's reaction, so he changed his excited expression and looked at the other people sitting around him: "Don't you think so!! What the girl said is really cool!"

The brown-haired boy on the right side of the red-haired boy replied coldly without raising his head: "It's no use just talking."

"Myoto! That's not what you said, how do you know she can't do it?" The boy with the red haircut retorted dissatisfiedly, and looked at his partner next to him again: "Yushi, you are right."

"Ah."

"Yushi, what are you doing?" The excited red-haired boy finally noticed the abnormality of his partner, and stretched out his hand to push his shoulder.

"Well, the legs are very slender and beautiful, and the school uniform design of the Ice Empress girls is really good."

"Who asked you this!" The red-haired boy shifted his target again: "Feng, tell me."

"Ah?" The silver-haired boy who was named smiled shyly: "I think Senior Xiang Qian is right."

Xiang Ri was very satisfied that he had an additional ally, and turned his gaze to the purple-gray-haired boy who was sitting far away with a stern face.Knowing that he should still be dissatisfied with the fact that the lunch venue is set here.

Spontaneously ignoring the boy, he looked at the other person behind him: "Huadi, you're right!"

"..."

"What... Let's come back tomorrow, so we'll know whether that girl can do it or not." Xiang Ri looked at the uninterested crowd and put forward his opinion.In the end, it was passed with the unanimous acquiescence of others.

Anyway, there are not many training courses for men's tennis recently, so there is still plenty of free time.