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Nanchuan Yu, who didn't know that he was sold by the seniors of the former tennis club, put down the microphone after the surrounding voices calmed down, and returned to the court to warm up under the admiring eyes of the other three people in the court.

Nanchuan Yu didn't feel that he was doing something great, but he was just pushing the pot first.

In case everyone fights later, as the first to express their views, they will definitely receive more understanding.

This is public opinion.

Nanchuan Yu summed up what he had learned recently, and then everyone waited for the start of the game under the command of the captain.

Since it is the first game of the year, the two teams must play all five games.

It was also the first time for Nan Chuan Yu to be on the field of an official competition, and his mood at this time was unexpectedly excited.

"Stop shaking."

Nanchuan Yu's excitement was reflected in his actions, he was shaking his legs.As one of the old fritters in the team, the minister quickly calmed Nan Chuanyou down.

"Huh." Nan Chuanyou took a deep breath before focusing his eyes on the center of the field.

Because of the competition system, the first games were Doubles [-] and Doubles [-]. Yu Nanchuan was not interested in doubles at first. As a lone wolf player who played by himself from the beginning, he did not watch the doubles carefully.

It even included the internal sparring between two groups of doubles players in Lihai University.

Just as disinterested as him was his classmate Akaya Kirihara. At that time, the two were playing 1v1 on the nearby court, and they were playing in full swing.

Later, the two were discovered by the minister and the deputy minister. After one of them sent a 6-0, Nanchuan Yu and Kirihara Chi were also fined, and the amount of training tripled.

That was the amount that just used up all the physical strength of the two of them, and it was so accurate that it was terrifying.

His thoughts turned, and with a whistle on the field, Nan Chuanyou came back to his senses and watched the game on the field.

How should I put it, if a singles match is like a general defending a city alone, then watching a doubles match is like watching a tacit pas de deux.

Skillful cooperation, mutual temptation, tacit decision, and heart-to-heart choice, everything seemed to be born on this small court.

Really fragrant!

Nan Chuanyou rubbed his face, and praised him even if his face hurts.

"So it's doubles." Nan Chuanyou applauded for his exquisite cooperation, showing admiration, "It's really, it's great."

Yan Zongya also looked sideways at Nanchuan You who was in high spirits at this time, and couldn't help showing a faint smile, raising his jaw slightly, thinking very proudly.

"Tennis is such a fascinating sport."

Because of strength, Bingsheng's two doubles matches were fairly easy to win, but Yan Zongya, who knew the opponent's situation, also knew that there seemed to be a trump card hidden in Hei Yao.

"But we also have it." Yan Zongya also looked at Nanchuan Yu beside him, showing a confident smile.

What, winning three rounds is considered a win?

Don't be so serious?

No, as a student of Nishimori Middle School who was baptized since he was a child, he had to kill Yao to be reconciled.

After the two doubles matches, there was a break in the middle. At this time, Nanchuan Yu suddenly noticed the noise from the next door again.

Seemingly aware of Nanchuan Yu's doubts, the classmate who was standing outside the barbed wire fence suddenly said, "It's the next game, they won."

"What's the big deal about winning?" Nan Chuan You's expression clearly expressed doubts.

"They, they've won." The classmate scratched his head, "It's the kind of victory that wins all of them."

"Is it so powerful?" Nan Chuanyou couldn't help but widen his eyes, stood up and wanted to look through the crowd to the field of the winning team, "Who is it?"

"It belongs to the Ice Empress."

"Oh." Nan Chuanyou nodded to show that he knew, but his heart was in a daze, his bewilderment was written on his expression, and he asked the foreign school student in blue and white school uniform to push his glasses.

"Ice Emperor, the runner-up of last year's Kanto competition." Qian Zhenzhi couldn't help but said.

"Oh." Nanchuan Yuu nodded at the foreign school student with hard hair, he remembered that Kirihara once said that the opponent in the Kanto finals was a super noisy team, so it turned out to be Hyodi.

"If we are out as the No. [-] in the group, then we are likely to bump into them." Yan Zongya also added.

"Yeah, got it." Nanchuan Yu nodded seriously, "We will enter the capital competition with a complete victory!"

"Actually, if you qualify first, you will meet us." Sadaharu flipped through the schedule in his hand, and pushed his glasses again.

Nan Chuan Yu and Yan Zongya also turned their heads at the same time, staring at Qian Zhenzhi carefully.

"You are... from the Youth Academy." Nanchuan Yu saw the name of the school that Gan Sadaharu's school uniform went to.

"Hmm." Gan Zhenzhi nodded.

"That's the one..." Nanchuan Yu remembered the name, "Tezuka Kunimitsu's team."

"Yes, he is our minister."

"It's a pity that I didn't play." Nan Chuanyou sighed, and then quickly adjusted his mentality, "But even if I played, I didn't watch the game in the morning, so it's even."

The two chatted aimlessly across the barbed wire.

"I heard that your doubles game in the morning was amazing." Nanchuan Yu was interested in doubles, so he naturally shared the news he heard before with the new acquaintances.

"Cough..." Gan Zhenzhi turned his face with some disgust, then looked at the field and said, "You guys are going to compete."

"...Okay, then this doubles match is really interesting." Nanchuan sat down with a smile, and looked into the field.

Because of losing two games in a row, the atmosphere at Obsidian Middle School was very sluggish, but before the opening, the head of Obsidian Middle School came to provoke him, and he seemed a bit complacent.

It wasn't until their singles three and two singles came on stage one after another that Nan Chuanyou knew why the minister came to provoke him even though he knew he had failed. They were planning Tian Ji's horse racing.

It turns out, however, that great power can defy so-called tactics.

When Minister Masaya Iwamune came out as the second singles player, the captain of Obsidian Middle School's expression instantly distorted.

Even though the referee was separated, Nan Chuanyou heard the captain say angrily, "Fuck, I got the trick."

Nan Chuanyou suspected that if the referee hadn't seen that Hei Yao had no hope of turning the situation around, and was considerate of the loser's feelings, and avoided causing conflicts, he might have decisively given a yellow card to the minister who uttered bad words.

After the end of the second singles, Nanchuan Yu and Yan Zongya also high-fived and appeared as the first singles. At this time, after watching four games, Nanchuan Yu could no longer suppress his inner excitement.

He, this is the first time he has set foot on the field of an official competition!

Nan Chuanyou quickly took off his coat, stood in the center of the tennis court, and looked across expectantly.And as the singles one of Obsidian High School, the man who had high hopes had just slowly unzipped his school uniform.

Nan Chuanyou stomped his feet, bouncing around on the field, his unsteady appearance was in stark contrast to the other party's chic and calm appearance with a black ponytail.

"It's the first time to play singles. Is there too much pressure?" Yan Zongya also crossed his legs, chatting with the coach beside him while drinking water.

Gan Zhenzhi, who was standing behind him, moved his pen and began to record frantically.

After the right to serve was over, the two officially stood in front of the net.

"Heh, you little brat, are you looking down on me?" The opponent's eyes were full of disdain, looking at Nan Chuan Yu, who was completely proved to be a novice who had never played before, no matter from his expression or height.

This is actually not a clever provocation, but the opponent is putting psychological pressure on Nan Chuan Yu, a novice.

The victory or defeat in tennis is not about whoever is strong enough to win, the environment.strength.Mentality has a huge impact on the game of tennis.But Nan Chuan Yu is not an ordinary novice. Fortunately, he has been exposed to tennis since the very beginning, and he faced the top players among middle school students.

Whether it was the pressure brought by the Big Three or the confusion brought about by Senior Nioh, Nan Chuan Yu had experienced them all.

So he flicked his fingers calmly, then slowly sized up his opponent, with sincere doubts on his innocent expression: "Are you talking to me?"

"Why are you deaf..."

"...Are you qualified to talk to me?" Before the other party could finish speaking, Nan Chuan You interrupted the conversation, and Shi Shiran left after a thunderstorm.

Before the game started, the opponent's mentality was almost broken by Nanchuan You, a rookie. At this time, the opponent's anger surged, his eyes were unfriendly, full of malice.

Yan Zongya also noticed the look in his eyes, and was taken aback for a moment, his originally lazy posture suddenly corrected.As an old fritter who has played tennis for many years, he clearly sensed from the eyes of his opponent that that person should not be a clean player.

Yan Zongya also frowned, very worried.He originally thought that Nan Chuan You was assigned to singles first to reduce the pressure on Nan Chuan You, but what he didn't expect was that Black Yao Middle School actually found such a person to deal with him.

Yes, Yan Zongya also knew which opponent was sent by Black Yao to deal with him. As the head of the tennis department of Bingsheng Middle School and Wannian singles one, that opponent should have been himself.

Nanchuan Yu didn't notice the change in the opponent's expression and the malice in his eyes, he kept staring at the yellow tennis ball in the opponent's hand.

Toss!

Swing!

The tennis ball didn't spin at all, but whistled past Nanchuan Yu's face with a strong wind.

It was rare for Nanchuanyou to be stunned by this kind of serve, and then he moved his feet and avoided it. The yellow ball whizzed past Nanchuanyou's cheek with a strong wind.

"15:0"

The scorer held up the scoreboard, the opponent served the ball out of bounds, and Yu Nanchuan scored directly.

Nanchuan Yu took out a small ball from his pocket, intending to laugh at the opponent's poor serve, but met a pair of malicious and threatening eyes.

"You are so lucky." The opponent's meaning is obvious. If you are not lucky, the ball will hit you.

Well, Nan Chuan Yu had to admit his mistake, it really was his lack of experience