[Net King] Work hard for H!

Seeing that their teammates did not focus on themselves, Marui and Kuwahara on the field quickly accelerated the pace of the game and won the last 10 rounds in less than 3 minutes. Dominance secured the second doubles victory.

"Masaharu~Come on~" In the third singles, Nioh Masaharu, a trickster on the court, was sent.

"Of course." Shaking the racket, Nioh Masaharu stood on the court, and opposite him was the head of the Tennis Club of Yunzhong High School.

"Masaharu, two 10 minutes." Yukimura leaned on the edge of the stand and said lightly, as if telling him how good the weather is today.

"Obey! Minister!" Ren Wang restrained his lazy aura, looked at his opponent sharply with his topaz-colored eyes, and stretched out his hand, "Please give me your advice."

The head of Yunzhong High School clenched his fists, 20 minutes?He even said 20 minutes!Unforgivable!His pupils glanced at the extremely sleepy boy in front of him. The head of Yunzhong High School turned and left without even reaching out: "Serve, I'll leave it to you."

Nioh Masaharu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, very well, he seems to be despised?

After blowing the whistle, he also lazily returned to his field, took out a ball from his trouser pocket, tossed it twice, and threw it up, the game officially began!

***

The pupils dilated to the extreme, and the sweat continued to flow down his cheeks. The head of Yunzhong High School knelt down on the ground in a state of embarrassment. After 20 minutes, really 20 minutes, he was completely defeated.

The boy on the opposite side was standing lazily with his racket on his shoulders, his breathing was only a little messy, but unlike him, his breathing was chaotic and out of tune.

"GAMEWINBYNIOU. 6:0!"

"Lihai wins!"

Li Haida's game was extremely fast, and the time was very short. It took less than an hour after the three games, and it was only a little past ten o'clock. Uesugi Aoko looked at his watch: "Xiao Mo, let's go back to the music hall first, according to the Time, which group of you should be approaching, draw lots in advance."

"Well, good." Ah Mo nodded, standing behind was Yukimura Seichi.Ask her why?Because Aoko Uesugi did it on purpose.

"Let's go, Ashi, I'll leave the cheerleading to you." Aoko Uesugi took Ah Mu's arm, said a few words, and walked ahead.

"Let's go, everyone." Yukimura smiled helplessly, Uesugi Aoko must be sure of him, right?

"The violin, I haven't seen Takahashi play the violin yet." Marui blew the bubble gum in his mouth, and the faint smell of grapes permeated the air.Behind him, Mori Haruka held his hem and followed behind with his head down.

"Takahashi, don't relax!" Sanada looked at Uesugi Aoko's smiling eyes, felt cold on his back, straightened his back, and spoke heavily.

"If Ah Mu can't give me a promotion, I'll hang you up with Masaharu [beep beep——]!" Miyazaki Azusa patted Ah Mu's shoulder with a serious face.

"...That's really hard work for you." Ah Mo twitched instantly.

"Azi, why did you add me?" Nioh Masaharu raised his forehead.

"Little sister is so cute." Aoko Uesugi covered her mouth.

"It's so lax!" Sanada blushed.

"...?" Mori Haruka blinked blankly.

"..." Yukimura sighed.

"..." The rest looked at the sky.

From behind, a pair of eyes stared straight at Yukimura's back until they disappeared.

***

A group of people came to the music hall next door, just in time to ask the contestants of the fourth group to go in to verify the information.

Yukimura and his group spontaneously entered the concert hall and found a row of seats to sit down. Aoko and Uesugi Aoko went to the backstage to verify the identities of the contestants, submit their repertoires, and draw lots to determine the order of performance.

"No. 4." Handing the signature in his hand to the teacher in charge, Ah Mo turned to look at Uesugi Aoko.

"The number is not bad, very auspicious, everything goes well." Uesugi Aoko patted the shoulder of the stiff Ah Mu and smiled.

"...Sister Qingzi, aren't you tired of talking nonsense with your eyes open?" Ah Mu complained back without mercy, turned and left the backstage, looking for the location of Yukimura and his party.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, a group of people sat in a row, from left to right, and the one on the far right happened to be Yukimura, Uesugi Aoko pushed Ao into it: "Why are you standing there? This is just the first member of the third group." 14, a set of 20, you're still very early."

"Sister Qingzi, "My Sassy Girlfriend" is no longer popular now." Pushed staggered, one hand rested on Yukimura's stomach in desperation, nodded calmly, retracted his hand, Ah Mo turned around and complained.

"Xiao Mo is really not cute. Sit down. Listen to their performance." Patting A Mo's shoulder, Uesugi Aoko made a serious expression.

"...Miss Qingzi, you're such an idiot for changing the subject!" Sitting next to Yukimura holding the piano case, Ah Mo bluntly expressed her contempt.

"...Xiao Mo, shut up." The corner of Uesugi Qingzi's mouth twitched, Xiao Mo became less and less cute, whoever married her would be complained to death.

"Sister Qingzi, you call it escapism."

"Watch the game."

"Sister Qingzi, where should I start to talk about your flaws all over your body?"

"Xiao Mo, complaining is a bad behavior, do you understand? You won't be able to get married in the future."

"I won't marry you, what are you worried about?"

"……I was wrong."

"good."

On the side, Yukimura and Sanada covered their mouths while the other looked at the ceiling.I've never seen Sister Qingzi so deflated, she really is, it's so satisfying!

***

A violin game is much more boring than a tennis game. It's just that one person finishes playing the violin, and the next person takes over, and often there will be collisions.

Fumta Marui covered her mouth and yawned, her big crimson eyes were filled with mist, she was so sleepy.

"EIDO, are Bunta-kun sleepy? If you're sleepy, lean on me and sleep. I'll call you when I arrive at Amu." On one side, the little girl in pink tugged on Marui Bunta's sleeve, her cheeks were red. .

"Eh? Not good? I like to hug things when I sleep." Marui glanced at the girl in surprise, and forced himself to support his limp body.

"It's okay, I can give Wen Taijun a hug." The girl smiled sweetly, her soft and waxy voice resembled the strawberry cake Marui Wentai usually ate.

Marui unconsciously widened her crimson pupils, felt her cheeks feel a little hot for no reason, turned her face slightly, and said harshly, "No, I'm not sleepy anymore."

The girl blinked, and withdrew her hand in frustration, biting the small handkerchief in her heart: Mr. Wen, won't you go to sleep?People can really let you hug!

Looking at the downcast eyes of the pink girl, Fumta Marui was impulsive towards a girl for the first time.

He stretched his arms around the girl's waist, and rested his head on the girl's shoulder. The boy's handsome face was covered by his own hair: "I'm still a little sleepy, let me lean on you, and call me when you get to Takahashi."

"Well, Mr. Wen, don't be careless, I will call you when the time comes." The girl nodded, sat up straight, with a serious face, as if she had accepted some important secret.

"..." Marui Fumta was a little weak, why did he look like the end of the world was coming soon?The faint milky scent on the girl's body made Marui couldn't help taking a breath.

Really, too dumb.

Sitting on the seat with clenched fists, Ah Mo's black pupils were a little dilated, out of focus, and her hands on her knees were tightly clenched.

Yukimura on the side glanced over, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As the number of the match got closer and closer, Ah Mo felt more and more that the heart in her chest was going to jump out of her throat, and moved her body uncomfortably, as if it would be better this way.

"Takahashi, relax." In the darkness, the young man's soft voice came softly, with a hint of comfort. Inexplicably, the beating frequency of the heart in his chest slowed down a bit.

"Hmm." The voice in her throat seemed a bit suppressed, but the girl still tried to squeeze it out of her throat.

"Just take a deep breath." There was a slight smile in the boy's voice.

"Hmm." Apart from this monosyllabic word, Ah Mo really didn't know what else he could answer.

Yukimura didn't make a sound anymore, after all, he had to rely on himself for certain things.

After the third group was the last to go down on the stage, the broadcast began to announce: "The contestants of the fourth group, please go to the backstage quickly, and the contestants of the fourth group, please go to the backstage quickly."

Yukimura smiled slightly at Ah Mu, with a hint of encouragement: "Takahashi has to work hard."

"Thank you, I will." Smiling at Yukimura, Ah Mu stood up with the piano case on her back.

"Come on, Ah Mo!" Miyazaki Azusa waved his fist, "I believe in you."

"Puri~ Takahashi come on."

"Takahashi, please come on."

"Takahashi-san, come on."

"Can't relax."

"...I'm just going to the competition and not to fight, why do you all look so excited?" A Mo twitched her mouth, such a cheerleader, really, is too hard, okay?The clothes on the back were slightly damp.

"Okay, hurry up, I won't be with you anymore. Come on Xiao Mo!" Uesugi Aoko pulled Ah Mou out of the position, patted Ah Mou's shoulder, "Xiao Mo just take it easy."

"Yeah." Nodding, Ah Mo went backstage with the piano case on her back.

After handing over the ranking lottery, Ah Mo sat on the stool with the violin in his arms, waiting for his appearance.

As the second contestant left the stage and the third one went up, Ah Mo's heart was raised high, and she couldn't help but tightly squeezed the bow of the violin, her palms were full of sweat.

Take a deep breath, exhale, it's okay, relax.

Closing her eyes, Ah Mo tried her best to persuade herself that it was just a match, and she would come down after the match, it was fine.

Moreover, he is also looking at himself below, he can't be ashamed, right?

When she opened her eyes again, the girl's dark pupils were full of determination.

OK, the game begins.