[Net King] I really can't play tennis

The one above the sub racket is not aimed at beginners like Yukimura.

From swing training to muscle training, it is based on the use of rackets. If Yukimura can't afford this pair of rackets, then the subsequent training will be difficult.

Mori wanted to say something more but Yukimura stopped him and shook his head at him.

"Since the coach said so, I'll give it a try." Yukimura said calmly.

In fact, Yukimura was also drumming in his heart. This pair of rackets must be weird. According to Mifune, it probably means that it is a bit heavier than ordinary rackets, but I don’t know how much heavier?

But he was going to try anyway.

"Yukimura, don't force yourself." Mori instructed, "You have just been discharged from the hospital, if you feel strenuous, let go immediately."

"Well, don't worry, Mori-senpai." Yukimura nodded.

He didn't intend to be brave. Even if the coach seemed to be a good coach, he might not be able to teach beginners, and the effect might not be good.

"Grab the racket from the top of the racket, grab the handle of the racket like a handshake, turn the racket to the side, and then pick it up." Mao used language to guide Yukimura, "This is the most typical oriental grip method. , It is also the easiest way to grasp the racket for beginners."

"I see." Yukimura wrote down what Mouri said.

His fingers slid down the surface of the racket to the handle, the tiger's mouth of his right hand was close to the side, his index finger rested on the main side, and then he lifted it hard——

Eh?It seems that it is not as heavy as expected. This weight is about the same as that of Yukimura Seiichi's racket that I tried before.

Yukimura turned around with the racket in one hand, facing the two of them, "Is that all right? Coach Mifune."

Seeing Yukimura pick up the racket so easily, the corners of Mifune's eyes twitched, and the feeling of being cheated deepened in his heart.

"Didn't you say that he has no foundation and knows nothing?!"

Mifune was a little crazy, it was different from what he imagined!

Mori did not expect that Yukimura could be so relaxed, and he exclaimed in admiration: "As expected of the little minister!" This means that he still has muscle memory, and it is only a matter of time before he recovers.

The two had different reactions, which made Yukimura puzzled: This racket is easy to pick up, is it really his own illusion?

"Okay, okay, put it back!"

Mori quickly took the racket from Yukimura's hand, but one of his men lost his grip, and the racket fell to the ground with a dull sound.

It's really heavy.

Yukimura was surprised for a moment, then remembered what the system had said before, and asked, "Is it because of you that it became so light?"

"Yes. It is detected that the host's current body is not suitable for such weight training, so the weight feeling has been reduced, but it will be made up later."

That is, there is no free lunch, and it will increase little by little afterwards.

But in any case, because of the help of the system, he successfully completed the conditions of the three ships.

"Coach, you just said..." Yukimura reminded Mifune with a smile on his face.

The latter replied impatiently: "I know, I know, I will teach you, but all the arrangements must be according to my plan!"

"Thank you coach."

"Okay, okay, you go back today first."

Sanfuan sent them away, muttering, "I don't have experience in teaching beginners, so I have to think about how to teach..."

After that, he gouged out Maori again.

The latter pretended not to see him, and led Yukimura down the mountain.

After getting the coach of the three boats, the pace of the two of them going down the mountain was a lot lighter, and they saw the platform after walking for a long time.

"Then, little minister, you can find it by yourself according to today's route." Mao Li put his hands in his pockets and stopped outside the platform.

Sensing Mori's movements, Yukimura turned his head to look over.

"Senior Maori, are you going back?"

Maori nodded and said goodbye to him: "It would be great if you can come out of closed training for a day, but I will often come to the back mountain to see you!"

"No need." Yukimura raised his head to meet Mouri's eyes, "Senior, you need to train hard."

After sweeping away his downcast look and regaining his self-confidence, Yukimura can be sure that Mori-senpai must be a very talented person in the tennis field after entering a place like the national team.

And I still don't know if I can go on, can I persist until the end?

Not showing timidity in front of Coach Mifune does not mean that Yukimura has no doubts and uncertainties about his choice.

Everyone seems to believe in "Yukimura Seichi", but with everyone's expectations, can I really do the same as "Yukimura Seichi"?

There was a sudden weight on the top of his head, and Yukimura came back from his thoughts, and found that Mori had put his hand on his head at some point.

Then rubbed it gently, as if stroking a cat.

"Little Minister, your expression control is out of control. Why do you look worried?" Mao Li chuckled, "Are you worried about yourself or the tennis club?"

Yukimura turned his head and escaped from Mori's gentle palm, "I don't know."

This is a rare moment of confusion for Yukimura.

He lowered his head: "I don't know my past, I don't know my future, and I don't know my present."

Is this really what I want?

Abandon the past self in exchange for someone else's life.However, I didn't have a second choice to do.

Everything seems to be being pushed and walked, and everything has been arranged by myself.

"Yukimura." Mori laughed even bigger than before, "Do you still remember the first time we watched the game video together in the ward?"

Yukimura nodded, it was also the first time he had the idea of ​​learning tennis.

"At that time, I was thinking, even if you don't remember anything, you are still attracted to tennis. You must not know that your eyes were shining at that time."

When Maori said this, he suddenly bowed his head in embarrassment, "The reason why I skipped training and didn't participate in any department work was that I felt that practicing this kind of thing is something I like to do, so that I can achieve twice the result with half the effort."

"However, you once told me you didn't like tennis."

Yukimura froze.

"Learning tennis is just a whim to satisfy my desire to win and win."

"However, you, who don't like tennis like this, have persisted in this sport until now. And you have stood higher than everyone else."

"So I believe that no matter where you are, you'll end up like you were. I don't doubt that."

Maori put his hand back again, shrugged, "Look, isn't that the case now? You passed the test of Coach Sanfuan, maybe it was your desire to win and lose, but you got a good result, didn't you?" ?”

Indeed, when coach Mifune repeatedly rejected him, Yukimura was more unwilling to admit defeat and wanted to do something that would surprise the opponent.

drip-

I don't know when the bus that was coming from the mountain on the asphalt road had already stopped at the platform, making a urging sound.

"Ah, the car is here." Mori greeted Yukimura, "Hurry up and go back." He said, sending him to the car.

Yukimura was still in a daze, he hadn't recovered from the news he just learned.

He didn't expect that the original Yukimura Seiichi would say that he didn't like tennis.

Day [-] of playing tennis

After returning home and lying on the bed, Yukimura was still thinking about what he heard today, unable to calm down for a long time.

He closed his eyes and emptied all his body and mind, and let himself fall into the bed. Every muscle in his body gradually relaxed, and he was about to fall asleep.

however--

You say you don't like tennis...

The words of senior Maori came to mind again.

Yukimura opened his eyes suddenly, turned over from the bed, walked quickly to the bookcase, and opened the second drawer from the top of the cabinet.

They turned out the things that Sanada and the others had brought before.

Yukimura Seichi did write a lot of notes about tennis training, even including his own feelings about each match, the sum of which is as thick as dozens of notebooks.

Not only in the tennis club, but also in the house, there are some records that Sanada and the others did not bring, as well as club activity records that only the ministers would write. This book was entrusted to Sanada and Yanagi to fill in after Yukimura fell ill, and I only need to sign it That's it.

However, Yukimura looked at everything carefully again.

It is true that the original owner wrote so many things, but there is indeed no sentence in it, which clearly stated that he likes tennis very much.

Even during the time when he was sick, Yukimura Seiichi's notes were only concerned about whether the tennis club members had trained well, the progress and results of the Kanto Tournament.

He didn't mention his condition at all, as if his illness was not worth mentioning, and he didn't even worry about the success of the operation.

It's just too weird.Yukimura felt a lingering sense of disobedience.

Judging from this note alone, Yukimura Seiichi is undoubtedly a very qualified minister and tennis player.

Both the members and the candidates trust him very much.

If Genichiro Sanada's majesty is forged by rigor and strength, then Seichi Yukimura has become the belief in the hearts of everyone in the tennis club by relying on his personal charisma.

Even no matter what Yukimura Seiichi does, everyone in the tennis club will help him achieve it.

For example, regarding Maori's escape from training, Yukimura Seiichi not only did not reprimand him, but instead helped him conceal it and cover it up, and even arranged for Liu Lianer to help tamper with the record book of club activities.

It's for the... national competition