The Sleeping Prince's Romance

Crying or laughing, happy or unwilling, this session of the National Tennis Tournament has passed, and it is useless to say anything.

In the private room of the Atobe family hotel, all the tennis clubs are sitting in it, and there is a table of delicious food in front of them, but everyone in the private room is so sullen that they don't even look at it.

Now, even Yue Ren with the most nervous mind might not be in the mood to eat, let alone other people whose thoughts are more delicate and sensitive than ordinary people.

"Sorry, Atobe, I clearly said that I would give you the national championship."

Shinozu was the first to break the silence in the box.

To be honest, Shinozu really felt very sorry for Atobe, because he and Yueren lost to Yagyu and Nioh of Rikkai University.

Although Yue Ren's lack of physical strength accounted for a large part of the reason that he fainted before the end of the game, but during the game, he did not exert his full strength, and Ninzu also clearly realized it.

The attitude towards the game is not correct enough, so that Ninjazu can only play at most 80% of his strength. Although he promised Atobe before the game that he will win, but for tennis and his dedication to victory, Ninzuzu is really not as good as other ice gods. people.

Then, when I lost the game, when Ice Emperor lost the game, when I saw the pain in the eyes of everyone in Ice Empress and the tears raging on my face, I felt regretful, I really regretted it!

If he is given another chance, Renzu will definitely put in [-]% effort to win the game.

If he won that match, wouldn't Bingdi be the national champion already?

It has never been like that moment when Renzu realized that he is not just a person, he is still a member of the ice emperor, a member of the tennis club, every decision and everything he does affects not only It's not me alone, but the entire tennis club, the entire Ice Emperor!

It can be said that today's game has transformed Renzu's mentality. When Renzu appears on the tennis court again, it will definitely be a different scene.

"Sorry, Atobe!"

"It's because I'm too weak, Minister Atobe!"

The others also stood up one by one, lowering their heads to Atobe, not daring to look at Atobe's face at all.

"Next year, next year we will never lose again, I swear, Atobe!"

"Me too!"

"Me too, Minister Atobe!"

Then, without knowing where to start, they suddenly raised their heads one by one, looking firmly at Atobe, with determination written all over their faces.

After noticing the changes in the Ice Emperor's main candidates, a look of satisfaction flashed in Jirou's eyes——

As long as the main players of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club let go of their pride from the bottom of their hearts, and truly value tennis and their opponents, Cirou will have a way to make everyone's strengths undergo an earth-shaking improvement.

After a week of special training, the people from Qingxue were able to defeat the king Li Haida. Is there any reason to lose the Ice Emperor, whose potential and strength are already above them?

"No need to apologize to my uncle."

Finally, Atobe, who had been silent for a long time, spoke:

"I really don't like to lose, and I don't like the weak..."

Atobe's eyes swept over everyone's faces, and all the teenagers who were caught by his eyes turned their heads guiltily, including those who won the game.

After all, the Ice Emperor still lost.

"But this time, my uncle forgives you."

Atobe's face was sullen, and he was really in a bad mood, but when he looked carefully, he was indeed not angry:

"Because my uncle's failure to participate in the competition this time is also an important reason for Bingdi's loss to Li Haida, so I can't blame you for not working hard enough."

Atobe seldom said such warm words, but saying it now made the Bingdi teenagers feel even more uncomfortable, and their desire to win the national championship next year became even stronger.

"Tomorrow, the winner will definitely be the Ice Empress!"

The moment he said these words, the decadent aura of Atobe's loss to Li Haida was swept away, replaced by the familiar self-confidence and pride.

"Hi!"

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"very good."

Ci Lang, who had been silently watching everyone's performance, suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

"What's good?"

Atobe raised his brows, obviously he didn't quite understand what Jiro said:

"Do you have any plans?"

"Yes, I do have a plan."

Jiro confirmed Atobe's guess, and then, just like Atobe just now, his eyes swept over everyone's faces:

"Are you ready to give everything to win?"

Of course, it doesn't need to be so exaggerated as giving everything, Cilang just wanted to use this sentence to reaffirm everyone's determination.

"Of course!"

This answer resounded throughout the box, because it was shouted by all the other Zhengchou except Atobe and Jirou.

"very good."

Cilang uttered the word again. For some reason, Cilang was still as expressionless as before, and all the Bingdi teenagers who looked at Cilang felt a sudden shudder in their hearts, and an ominous premonition arose.

"Enjoy the last leisure time. Starting tomorrow, what awaits you will be hellish training."

Cilang's voice was originally cold, even indifferent, but when he uttered these words, the effect really wasn't that good!

Everyone, including Atobe and Shinobu, couldn't help trembling their little hearts, and mourned for a few seconds for their foreseeable tragic future.

Sure enough, from the second day on, the training menu of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club has undergone earth-shaking changes. It is not the kind of simple extension of training time or training intensity, but through some reasonable training, squeeze out all the physical strength and strength of everyone. potential.

It can be said that the poor Bingdi main candidates come home floating almost every day, their legs seem to be stepping on cotton, as if they are not their own.

But everyone can feel that they are obviously getting stronger almost every day, and that kind of pleasure is enough to support them to persist in the daily hell-style training.

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Because the student exchange activities are not over yet, Jiro is directing everything remotely. He is only responsible for handing over the training menu to Atobe, and then the actual implementation is naturally Atobe, the head of the tennis department.

During the desperate training of all the Ice Emperor candidates, the second grade passed, and when the holiday after the final exam ended, it was the day when Jirou's third grade began, and it was also the day when he completely left and flourished.

Among all the people, only Cilang knows that the next year will be a very important and difficult year for Bingdi, Qingxue, Haida, Bingsheng, and Pengo Lie.

Talents who have not been seen in the middle school tennis world for decades gather together, what kind of wonderful game will they show in the national competition?

And soon, the members of the Sawada family who will go to ten years later, what kind of dangers and tests will they face?

Everything has gradually kicked off.