Please pick up the ball mellowly

The annual Australian Open was held as scheduled, and the nearly [-]-degree heat scorched the Rod Laver Stadium in Melbourne.The white and black figures were running back and forth on the court, but if you looked closely, you could find that the black figures were constantly rubbing the toes of their shoes against the ground.

The match of up to five sets made the audience who had been devastated by the scorching sun gradually become agitated.

The score on the field is still stalemate.

And one person got up in this scorching and oppressive atmosphere, and left the Melbourne Center Stadium shrouded in darkness.

It seems that no one noticed that someone left the court, and all eyes were on Andy Murray and Djokovic.

Is he winning the second Grand Slam trophy or is he winning the Australian Open again?

Everything is an unknown. Tennis fans on and off the court are all paying attention to this game.

The heat of July penetrated into every corner of the classroom. The flaxen-haired girl was lying on the table, and the active pen in her hand was constantly moving flexibly on the draft paper.

What popped up on the draft paper was the stadium that repeatedly flashed in my mind.

"Okay, the students who have done the test papers can hand in the test papers. You know in your heart how well you did in the exam. This is the last exam. You can leave the school after packing up your things. I don't want to make up for the exam. The class sees the classmates in our class!"

After the last exam, the teacher's threatening voice was drowned out by the students' discussions.

Rina Shimizu quickly folded the draft paper into the shape of dried tofu and threw it into the schoolbag, for fear that others would find out what she had drawn on the paper.

The summer of this year came especially early, and the cicadas outside were torturing these suffering students over and over again.

Rina looked past their homeroom teacher to the door of the classroom.

"Okay, that's all for the teacher. Students who have problems can find me elsewhere." After finishing speaking, the teacher standing on the podium glanced at Rina Shimizu under the stage, and then shifted his gaze to the boy standing at the door. , "Ah, it's nice to be young, I also think of when I was young."

Below, are the low and suppressed laughter of the students.

In an instant, the nervousness of the exam was replaced by their laughter. Instead, Rina Shimizu packed up her things extremely quickly, stood up and left the classroom.

There was already a boy in a short-sleeved sportswear standing at the door.

Even in the summer, the boy still had a white bandage on his arm, standing in the corridor a little lazily and smiling at the girl.

In the classroom, there was a sudden burst of laughter, and the thin-skinned girl hurried out with a flushed face holding a pile of books, "Ah Jie, let's go."

And the boy took the thick books in the girl's hand as a matter of course.

In the third year of junior high school, in the eyes of Japanese teachers and parents, their children have grown up.

In the eyes of their classmates, they can gossip about certain people more unscrupulously.

For example, Kuranosuke Shiraishi and Rina Shimizu are inseparable childhood sweethearts. The ambiguous attitude of the male protagonist and the desire to hide the truth of the female protagonist among the parties involved make them want to gossip even more!

Rina Shimizu, who had thick dark circles under her eyes, was still holding several books in her hands. Most of the books in her arms were picked up by the young man beside her. She immediately relaxed a lot and shook her sore arms.

"Rina, did you stay awake before the exam?"

"Sleep for a while, you know I've been like this before the exam." The girl lowered her head and paid attention to her feet, not even noticing the helplessness and doting on the boy's face when she was watching her.

"You can't do this next time. I will call you in the future and supervise you at any time."

"Oh—Ajie, you are really a murderer."

The girl pursed her mouth, what, she is not allowed to hold Buddha's feet temporarily, and she is not the one who sleeps the night before the exam, and she can despise others to hold Buddha's feet without studying well! ︶︿︶

But she didn't dare to say... What's going on with this hard-working rush!

The girl following Shiraishi Kuranosuke walked down the stairs step by step.

There is still a long distance, and she can already hear the conversation between Kintaro Toyama and Kenya Ninzu.Rina Shimizu raised his head, and what he saw was Kintaro Toyama, who was jumping up and down non-stop, and Kenya Ninzuzu standing beside him.

"Well, Kenya! Shiraishi and Rina are here, hurry up and tell me about the monsters! Haha——I must defeat him when I go to Tokyo!"

The boy who was jumping up and down - Kintaro Toyama, and Kenya Ninzuzu stood beside Shiraishi's bicycle.

"Xiaojin, it's Echizen, not a monster." Kenzuzu helped his forehead helplessly, saw Shiraishi and Rina coming from the opposite side, and pouted at Kintaro Toyama next to him, "Xiaojin, if you ask Shiraishi, he must know will know better than me."

"I don't want to, Kenya, you are good or bad!" The boy from Toyama feared nothing but the hand of their minister Kuranosuke Shiraishi.

"Well, Qianye-kun, you are deceiving the children again."

"Qing Shui, Xiao Jin, don't lie."

The implication is that Xiao Jin will believe everything he says?

"Qianye-kun, you and Ninzu-kun are indeed brothers."

"Hey, Shiraishi, tell me about your Nai!" Kenya's youthful speed was completely useless when facing the girl's teasing.

For the upcoming national competition, the teenagers in the Tennis Club of Sitianbaosi are full of enthusiasm. "Qianye, do you want to partner with Xiaojin in today's training?"

"forget it!"

Who doesn't know how lethal Kintaro Toyama's tennis game is, and Xiaojin's seemingly inexhaustible physical strength makes them very tired.Kenzuzu also turned his head and pretended not to see the ambiguous interaction between Rina Shimizu and Kuranosuke Shiraishi.

Rina Shimizu put the books in his hands on the back seat of Shiraishi's bicycle, and the empty bicycle made the girl puzzled, "Ah Jie, don't you take your books home?"

Over there, Kuranosuke Shiraishi, who was talking to the boy from Toyama, turned his head and looked at her, "I put it in the tennis club activity room, and I will use it next semester."

"Oh, I see."

Shiraishi took the bicycle from Kenya, said thank you, and the latter waved his hand.

"Let's go home."

"Ah."

She nodded, and spontaneously followed behind him, "Mr. Qianye, Xiaojin, goodbye."

"Baishi! Don't forget that there will be training in a while!" The Renzu boy hurriedly shouted behind them, for fear that their minister would delay the training because of the love of their children.

"Qianya, Shiraishi wants to fall in love, fall in love!"

The red-haired boy was slapped viciously on the forehead by the tall boy next to him, "Our goal is to be the champion! We can't fall in love if we don't win the championship!"

Kintaro Toyama was still muttering something, and Shiraishi, who had already walked away, said back to Kenya, "Understood, wait for me at the stadium."

Shinobu Ken also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Kenya is really like an old man!" Before being attacked again, Toyama Kintaro quickly climbed up the big tree next to him.

Ren Zuqian also seemed helpless, who made him look like an old man? !There is a deputy minister who doesn't play games, a minister who shines when he falls in love, and a furry kid who jumps up and down all day long!

It's not easy to live in the Tennis Club of Sitianbao Temple!

The above are the deep complaints of Kenya Ninzu.

"Let's go, Xiao Jin, I'm going to practice." Toyama Kintaro was still climbing on the tree and was unwilling to come down, "If you don't come down for a while, Shiraishi will be back."

Sure enough, the red-haired boy slid down from the tree with a "swoosh". "Kenya, Kenya, come and practice with me—" The two boys who gradually walked away finally went to a place where Shimizu Rina could no longer hear their voices.

"Ah Jie, is your game about to start?"

Shiraishi, who was walking in front in a white shirt, hummed, "It's the last year, and our goal is to be the champion!"

It seems that everyone believes that this year's Shitenbaoji Tennis Club will win the championship. With the addition of super rookie Kintaro Togami and Chitose Chisato, one of the Kyushu duo who has realized the limit of selflessness and brilliance, everything looks so beautiful.

Last year, they lost to Li Haida in the semi-finals.

That scene has always remained in the hearts of everyone in the Tennis Club of Sitianbaosi.

"Asuke, did you lose Kenya-kun's match last year?"

"Ah."

Last year's Shitenbaoji Tennis Club was far from being so strong, and Ken Azume was completely defeated by Toshisaburo Mori, a third-year student at Rikai University.The steps under Baishi's feet became firmer. This year, they will not leave any regrets!

The boy in front of her didn't look like a boy who was underage.

He regards the responsibilities of the tennis department as his own responsibility, and the goals of the tennis department as his own goals. Taking up the full responsibility makes him look more determined.

"Is Rina coming to Tokyo to watch us play?"

Unsurprisingly, Kuranosuke Shiraishi shook his head when he saw Rina Shimizu, "Watching tennis is like asking me to do a test paper. It seems that I know nothing about it."

"So, A Jie, I'm sorry that I still can't watch your games this year."

This is the third year in a row of invitations.

They all know that if Rina Shimizu does not go to the game this time, it means that Shiraishi Kuranosuke has never watched his game once in his childhood sweetheart for three years in junior high school.

Miss her, come to see him play.

Think of her cheering for him on the sidelines of the game, and think that he can see her on the sidelines in a blink of an eye between games.

"I still wish you could come."

"Ajie, I'm sorry."

Shimizu Rina didn't even think about it, and directly rejected Shiraishi Kuranosuke. "Rina, do you believe that I will win?" The boy who was walking in front suddenly stopped and turned to look at the girl behind him.

Rina Shimizu nodded, "Yes, Jie, you will definitely win."

He didn't even say the most common mantra, Shimizu Rina felt that the boy in front of him would actually be nervous.

"Ajie."

She suddenly reached out and grabbed the boy in front of her, "Come on." She originally wanted to say, I'll wait for you to come back.

The boy seemed to know what she was going to say, so he stopped and said, "Rina, after we win the national championship, I have something very important to tell you."

"it is good."

They looked at each other with burning eyes.

Clearly saw the same signal from the other party's eyes.

The firmness in the girl's eyes became stronger and stronger, "Ajie, if I can, I will watch your game."

"Rina, even you are full of energy now, it seems that I have to work hard."

"Come on, Kuranosuke Shiraishi."

When the boy rode away on the bike, the girl said these words slowly.Putting a hand on his chest, the beating of his heart is getting stronger and stronger, for him, maybe, he can try it.

Watching the group of teenagers pick up the tennis ball and sway their youth and blood.It seems that the tennis game is not something scary anymore.

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