[Net King] I really can't play tennis

That's it! "

"I didn't expect things to turn out like this, and you will be involved, Kazuya."

Aida was so ashamed by what he said, he didn't raise his head for a while.

The teacher's temper is still the same as before.Yukimura shook his head with a smile, and comforted him: "If you think about it from another angle, your paintings will have a place to go as soon as they come out, and PortMafia will pay you every year. Isn't it much more comfortable?"

"Hey, I love to hear that!" Shimizu Kazuya clapped his hands fiercely, and laughed happily, "I can draw more pictures in the future and ask them for money!"

"That's right!"

Yukimura coaxed the teacher very well before, but he didn't notice that he said these words very intimately, but Aida next to him took a few glances.

"By the way, I haven't asked the kid's name yet. Thanks to your rescue today, I'm afraid it would be hard to be thorough." Aida said suddenly.

Shimizu Kazuya also looked at Yukimura, "Yes, what's your name, kid?"

The teacher's eyes were as clear and clear as the first time they met, Yukimura suddenly had a sore nose, blinked his eyes, and mumbled his voice.

"Yukimura Seiichi, my name is Yukimura Seiichi."

No.15 days when you can't play tennis

Yukimura froze for a moment when he woke up from the bed, sat up and looked around, then lay back down.

I have already returned home.

The European-style bed covered with classical patterns is under him, it is no longer the dazzling white in the hospital, and the surrounding furnishings are almost the same as what I imagined before.

This is Yukimura Seiichi's home.

After lying on the bed for a while, Yukimura finally walked towards the bathroom while yawning with his slippers on, and began to wash up.

The hair is still messy and I can't finish it. The knock on the door has already begun to urge.

"Jingshi! Are you up? We're going to be late!"

"I know, I'll be fine soon."

The school uniform of Rikkai University affiliated school is good, but the tie is a bit difficult for Yukimura.

His previous occupation did not require formal attire, and he never had the opportunity to wear formal attire after being ill.

After working for a long time, the tie knot is still crooked.Yukimura couldn't care less, quickly packed his schoolbag and went downstairs to eat.

Although there are many differences in this world, the only thing that has not changed is my family.

During the two days when Yukimura went home to recuperate, he fully felt the familiarity and intimacy, and soon found a way to get along with his family as usual.

"Don't you need to go to the tennis club today?" Seeing that her son didn't carry a tennis bag, Yukimura's mother was a little surprised.

You know, your son knows best.In the past two days when I went home, my bones probably loosened a lot. It is a bit unreasonable to go back to school today without a racket.

"Well, the doctor ordered not to exercise strenuously for the time being, so I can only watch from the side when I go back to school today." Yukimura explained.

Yukimura's mother couldn't believe it: "When did you listen to the doctor like that?"

It took a lot of effort to persuade Yukimura to have the operation, but now he knows that he must follow the doctor's orders?

Unexpectedly, after living in the hospital for a period of time, Yukimura seemed to have changed his temperament.

"Ah—" Yukimura quickly finished his food, "I'm going to be late! I'm going out first!"

"Be careful on the road!"

Yukimura's mother hadn't finished speaking, and he had disappeared so much that he was nowhere to be seen.

Jogging all the way out of the house, Yukimura heaved a sigh of relief until he was sure that his parents could not see him.

It was almost discovered.

Barely prevaricating, it seems that I have to learn tennis quickly, otherwise I don't know how to hide it later.

Not to mention the tennis club, just the family members who have been with him the longest have already begun to become suspicious.

Everyone in the tennis club had said before that they would arrange someone to teach him after he was discharged from the hospital, but they didn't know who it would be.

Who can be the teacher of Seiichi Yukimura, who ranks first in the tennis club?

Speaking of the teacher, Yukimura couldn't help thinking of the meeting with Shimizu Kazuya three days ago.

In this life, Shimizu Kazuya also had a good impression of Yukimura because of his rescue, and even asked Yukimura after that if he had studied painting, and wanted him to be his disciple.

But—Yukimura refused.

"When you accompanied Mr. Nakahara to the exhibition just now, you could tell the origin, brushwork, and biography of each exhibit." Mr. Aida couldn't believe it. "Since you have a lot of insight into paintings, it means you are a painter , how could you let go of such an opportunity?!"

In his opinion, to be favored by Shimizu Kazuya means that he will be valued by the entire Japanese painting circle.Yukimura, as a person who studies painting, will not be ignorant of what this means.

"Could it be that you have some unspeakable secret?" Shimizu Kazuya also asked together, wanting to know the reason for Yukimura, "Could it be that you have already worshiped someone else?"

For such guesses, Yukimura shook his head one by one and said: "It's not like this, it's not that I don't want to, but I can't."

In fact, he didn't want to pick up the brush again, but he had to give up his dream due to the helplessness of reality.

I am not living alone now, but living for a group of people.

Yukimura Seiichi's dreams and wishes have to be realized by him, and his own dreams can only be compromised for this.

What's more... There are some things he hasn't figured out yet, at least for now, he still can't become a teacher.

Shimizu Kazuya didn't force it, but told Yukimura to open the door for him at any time, and to come to him at any time.

The two said goodbye after exchanging contact information.

Yukimura patted his cheek, trying to wake himself up.

Now is not the time to reminisce about the past. Since you choose to give up, you can no longer think about it, otherwise you will only make yourself more regretful.

Still think about the next tennis that should be learned.

The last time I read Yukimura Seiichi's reflection letter, although most of them were the evaluation results of other tennis club members, it did not prevent Yukimura from imagining what his own tennis looks like.

After all, I had watched the game video before, and everyone's moves were dazzling.

Since Yukimura, the minister, is above everyone else, he must have a special move.

I don't know what it will be?

Just when Yukimura was expecting it, he heard a familiar voice.

"Yukimura, good morning!" Genichiro Sanada's thick voice sounded from behind, "Is your body alright?"

"Good morning, Sanada-kun. Didn't you have morning training today?" Yukimura turned to look at him, "I remember tennis training every day, right?"

Sanada hadn't recovered from Yukimura's healthy appearance, but this sentence sent a chill down his spine, subconsciously about to shout out the phrase "too slack!"

Not wanting someone to hold his shoulders and stop his movements, "Xianichiro, I will make up for today's training in the afternoon, have you forgotten?"

It's Liu Lian Er.

And Kirihara Chiya who was still yawning behind him.

"Jingshi, welcome back."

"Minister Yukimura! Good morning!"

After saying hello, several people arrived at the school side by side. The reason was that they parted ways early because they were one grade lower, and the remaining three went to another teaching building to attend classes together.

"Last time, you said that you can have someone teach me tennis after I'm discharged from the hospital. Why don't you start today?"

Yukimura is really curious, what is the difference between Yukimura Seiichi's tennis and other people's tennis, it seems that there is nothing strange from the video.

"You'll know after the training this afternoon." Liu smiled, and when Yukimura was about to open the closet to change indoor shoes, his expression changed and he hurriedly shouted, "Seichi! Wait a minute!"

"Ok?"

Yukimura subconsciously opened the cabinet door.

Immediately, under the action of gravity, the continuously pouring chocolate hit Yukimura's feet, and then gradually stopped until it covered both feet.

Yukimura, whose face was covered with chocolate, had nothing to love: "Is this... a chocolate factory?"

Is this too much? !

Although I thought that Yukimura Seichi would be a very popular type, but the chocolate mountain in front of me is too exaggerated!

"A total of 284." Liu helped Yukimura clean up while counting, "It's twice as many as last year."

"Well, last year the locker could still fit, but this year it won't work!" Sanada added solemnly, as if what happened to Yukimura was normal.

The two of them were very handy in dealing with chocolates, Liu found paper bags from nowhere and packed four of them.

Seeing Yukimura was amazed.

"Wouldn't it be the same with the chocolates before?" Yukimura had a headache, even if he liked to eat chocolates, he would still vomit when faced with such a large amount of things.

"Because this year's Valentine's Day and New Year's Day, Jingshi, you are not here. If there is no accident, there should be a lot of gifts stuffed in your seat."

As Liu said, after stepping into the classroom of Class C of the third year and sitting on the seat, Yukimura found a lot of exquisite packaging boxes in the desk drawer.

During class, I was stared at eagerly by the whole class. After class, I was greeted by wave after wave of greetings from all the students in the school. Even when I went to the office, the teacher greeted me with greetings.

In this way, Yukimura finally breathed a sigh of relief when he waited in a daze.

People in the tennis club can't be like this, can they?After all, I have seen it many times, everyone must have started training seriously!

Yukimura packed up his things and walked to the tennis court.

However, he was completely wrong!

This group of people is even worse than the classmates and teachers in the whole school!

I don't know where I borrowed the lighting and sound, and even set up the stage, and I want to hold an open-air welcome party for him? !

Marui acted as the host, and Jack was in charge of dimming and sound: "Yukimura, welcome back! Next time let's start the madness!"