Angel of the net king

"Stop..." Before reaching the tennis court, I heard Mr. Huacun's voice calling for a stop, "I don't allow you to play this game, Atobe, go back to practice quickly, Sanada and you too, you should follow Sakaki According to the teacher's arrangement"

"It's nothing wrong, Mr. Hanamura," said Sakaki at the front

"Ms. Sakaki..." Teacher Huacun turned around with a surprised face

"Let them try it out"

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With the intervention of Mr. Sakaki, Atobe and Sanada can compete smoothly

At the same time, under the spread of the first-year student-Tan Taiyi, the students from all schools who participated in the training knew the news and began to pay attention to the game

"Zhou Zhu, who do you think will win between the two?" Ling Ran asked in a low voice.

"It's hard to say, they are all very strong, aren't they?" Fuji folded his arms

"Really?" Ling Ran frowned indistinctly.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Although Fuji couldn't tell that there was anything wrong with Ling Ran, he could sense something was wrong from his slightly changed tone.

"Ah? I don't know, I feel like something bad is about to happen." Ling Ran rubbed his forehead and said, "Forget it, I don't want to, their match has begun."

Ling Ran tugged on Bu Er's clothes, then focused on the court

"Something bad?" Buer carefully examined Ling Ran who was standing next to him.

"Is this kind of ability? Prediction?" Buer thought in his heart, "But, if you said it, then something must have happened. After all, your power is unexpectedly strong. It seems that you will Let's sum it up properly, after this match... Ling Ran"

"Also...Tezuka's matter, we have to discuss it by the way." Fu Er didn't know how much he thought in his heart

"Hey, Ling Ran?" Bu Er suddenly said

"Huh? What's the matter, Zhou Zhu?" Ling Ran turned his head and looked at Buer

No longer smiling, there is a serious feeling in Bu Er's blue eyes

"Ling Ran, please be happy, treat us with your smile all the time, okay?"

"Yes, I will"

Although he didn't quite understand why Zhou Zhu would say that, Ling Ran still nodded obediently.

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Although Atobe and Sanada didn't play the full game at the end, they were confirmed as members of the youth selection team after everyone watched from the sidelines.

"After watching Atobe's game, how do you feel? Do you have any ideas?" Fuji accompanied Ling Ran for a walk after dinner.

"It's amazing, I want to be selected too." Ling Ran put a piece of candy into his mouth, because of the sour taste of the sugar coating, Ling Ran felt a little uncomfortable, and frowned slightly, "Mmm...not tasty..."

"Really? Then go to Yinger's and get some other snacks to eat." Fuji's hand gently touched Ling Ran's brow, and pressed it gently

"Is this okay? Yinger was angry just now, but you took too much." Probably remembering Yinger's hairy appearance, a faint smile appeared on Ling Ran's face.

"Lingran...Fuji..." Tezuka happened to see the two people standing on the boulevard through the window, and for some reason, displeasure and inexplicable anger appeared in his heart.Suddenly realizing that his mood fluctuated so much, Tezuka took a deep look at the two people who were still talking and laughing, closed the curtains, and put down the book in his hand with some annoyance, but he didn't realize that the book had already changed It is so wrinkled, and you can still see the shallow five finger prints. . .

But he didn't realize that after Tezuka drew the curtains, the smile on Fuji's face became brighter. . .

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"Next, Ling Ran---Liu, let's start the competition." Teacher Sakaki said calmly while sitting on the bench.

Ling Ran, who was doing warm-up exercises with Long's help, was a little surprised, "Me!?"

"You..." Long used his hand to brush away the strands of hair blocking Ling Ran's eyes, "The racket..."

"From now on, Ling Ran——Liu, the outcome will be determined in one round, and Ling Ran will serve."

"One ball into the soul" Ling Ran hit Feng's serve from the very beginning, leaving a faint mark on the other half of the court

Ling Ran threw the ball up again, when he was about to hit another ball

"Wait a minute..." Teacher Sakaki suddenly interrupted the game

Both Ling Ran and Liu stopped their movements, and looked suspiciously at Teacher Sakaki, "Teacher? What's wrong?"

"Ling Ran, play with Liu, use your own strength to play, and give up imitating." Teacher Sakaki said to Ling Ran mercilessly.

After hearing Sakaki's words, Ling Ran felt that what he said was quite right, so he nodded understandingly.

However, when Ling Ran gave up imitating, although he was able to catch Liu's shot, he could only simply return the ball, allowing Liu to directly win 4-0.

Standing on the sidelines, Fuji and Long looked worriedly at the expressionless Ling Ran in the arena.

"Hi..." Ling Ran's serve, I thought it was a normal and sparse serve, but when the ball touched the ground, it bounced back towards Ling Ran's own direction.

"Back..."

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