The Sleeping Prince's Romance

——Is it possible to do such a thing with a little rotation?

Also, why can't I see when Jiro Akutagawa added spin to the ball?

Although the Atobu is only in the first grade, the fact that he just defeated the head of the tennis department made everyone believe in his judgment, but it doesn't mean that they can understand it if they are convinced.

After all, the realm is too different.

But anyway, Akutagawa Jiro's tennis level is quite high...

This fact, at this moment, no one has any objections. The two goals just now are not something ordinary people can answer!

It is said that one trick is fresh and eats all over the world. I don't know if Cilang has other unique moves, but Cilang relied on a spinning heavy ball, not only broke the city's serve, but also advanced all the way. , easily won six rounds, and unceremoniously shaved Honjo's head.

When Bencheng fell to his knees in a daze, desperately unable to even stand up, the vast majority of people outside the court did not have the heart to sympathize with him.

Because, basically everyone's attention was on the charming young man on the field. Even though he was just standing there coldly, he exuded a forceful aura all the time.

"what!"

"Jiro SAMA!"

The bursts of cheers almost pierced the sky, and the number of Jiro's worshipers who were originally few in number increased rapidly, which was comparable to the momentum when he shouted at Atobe just now.

The magnificent Atobe, the ever-changing Shinobu, the calm and leisurely Jiro...

Many smart people have faintly noticed the rhythm of the rise of the Bingdi Tennis Club.

"Did you see it, did you see it, Jiro SAMA is indeed the strongest!"

Matsumoto patted Xiao Chuan on the shoulder beside him vigorously, while staring at Ci Lang in the field with burning eyes, he still did not forget to show off to his friends.

Although Jiro did not defeat Atobe as he wished to avenge himself, but being able to see Jiro play a complete game with his own eyes, and also defeated a tennis club main selection, has already made Matsumoto very satisfied.

"Ah, Jiro... SAMA is really powerful."

Xiao Chuan's eyes were also shining brightly. After just one game, Xiao Chuan, who had a stable personality after all, was also excited. He watched the poor Honjo racket being knocked into the air again and again, but Jiro still acted in an understatement ...

The feeling of admiration arises spontaneously.

At this moment, Ogawa understood why his friend became Jiro Akutagawa's fan, because he also had a faint tendency to develop in that direction.

Kitahara Lingxiang also shouted hoarsely, with a crazy look on her face, this girl, maybe Cirou asked her to die now, she would gladly accept it without hesitation.

Cilang's admirers are not so much fans as fanatics. This is also a great advantage of Cilang. After these batches of students graduate, they will definitely contribute to Cilang's business empire.

"Akutagawa Jirou really won, Atobe."

Ninzuzu turned his head to look at Atobe, feeling a little excited, not just the mood of watching a good show at the beginning.

Cilang's strength was completely beyond Renzu's expectations. Although he didn't show much ability today, even so he won easily.

Ninzuzu had to admit that even if it was him, it was possible to win against Matsumoto, but it was absolutely impossible to do what Jiro did with ease.

If I am in a club with him in the future, it will be a very interesting thing!

"Ah, my uncle said from the very beginning that it is impossible for him to lose."

Atobe raised his head slightly, his eyes were shining, and even the tear mole in his eyes was shining:

"However, the most gorgeous one is still my uncle!"

Atobe said confidently, looking at Jirou with a bit of fighting spirit in his eyes.

Among his peers, Atobe has already stood too high. Although he likes his position very much, he feels lonely because he has no rivals.

Now, with an opponent who is absolutely no less excellent than himself, the desire to fight in Atobe's heart is suddenly ignited, and it is out of control.

"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to a fight between the two of you, to see who is stronger."

Renzu is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, of course, this is also his actual psychology, I am afraid that many people present have the same idea as Renzu.

But obviously, Atobe has no intention of satisfying Shinozuki's wish.

"My uncle will fight him, but not at this moment."

Then, ignoring Shinobu's vague sigh, Atobe raised his leg and walked in the direction of Jirou.

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Walking up to Jirou and standing still, Atobe solemnly extended his hand to Jirou:

"Keigo Atobe, remember this name."

As if he had completely forgotten about the bad breakup in the class at noon, Atobe introduced himself to Jiro very seriously, although his tone was still a little arrogant.

"Akutagawa Jiro."

Reaching out to shake hands with Atobe, Cirou was even more stingy with words than Atobe.

Looking at Jirou's calm face, the impatient Atobe simply asked the question that had tortured him all day:

"You don't have any impression of my uncle at all?"

——Oh, the next conversation should be very exciting!

This is the inner monologue of Ren Zu, who is "eavesdropping" seriously.

Looking at Atobe's face full of expectation and disappointment, whether to say or not, Jirou's face remained unchanged, but a smile flashed across his eyes——

Can this brat finally take it no longer?

"I have an impression."

Cirou nodded bluntly:

"I remember you."

——Since you remember, why do you look at my uncle’s expression the same as you look at a stranger? !

Atobe really wanted to say that, but his super self-esteem and personality made him say something else:

"I know that my uncle is the most gorgeous, it is impossible to be forgotten so easily!"

"Yeah, it's really not very common for children to call themselves my young master when they are five or six years old."

Cilang seemed to be nodding his head seriously, as if he agreed with his own words:

"So, I recognized you when I first saw you."

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Jirou's words made Atobe's eyes light up, as if the starry sky fell into his eyes, the joy in his eyes was so obvious:

"I also recognized you at the first sight, Akutagawa Jiro."

At this time, the trace part is so straightforward:

"Since six years ago, I have owed you a 'thank you', and now I can finally say it in front of you."

"I'm just saving myself, so there's no need to thank me."

Jiro shook his head, but did not accept Atobe's gratitude.

"But if it weren't for my uncle, you wouldn't have encountered that kind of thing, so I really owe you."

Atobe was stubborn.

"Then you can pay me back if you have a chance in the future."

Seeing Atobe's stubbornness, Cirou didn't bother to defend anything, and just followed Atobe's words, and he didn't suffer anyway.