The Prince of Tennis - I'm Echizen Ryoma

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rewritten three times. . .The new computer had a problem when it was installed.He was charged with occupying the computer, hindering his mother from watching Korean dramas, and being negligent. . .Fortunately, there are still so many enthusiastic supporters for this clumsy article, woo woo. . .

"Master Jingwu, you and Master Longma go back first. I'll be there later." Uncle De finalized the crew issue with one word.

"That's it." Atobe turned his head and motioned for me to get in the car with his eyes.

Thinking that the practice race had already started, I didn't make any excuses, opened the car door neatly, and sat in it.Then, he hurriedly checked the driving facilities like an upstart counting gold coins.

Atobe didn't rush to get in the car, but hesitated a little, and glanced at Uncle De.

"This car can't drive fast, please rest assured, young master." Although Uncle De's voice was soft enough, it couldn't escape my sharp ears.

□□The tone is quite loud, but the courage is small.Having said that, this car is old enough to be my grandfather, and it is really difficult to make it run fast.But, thinking of me, fondling the wooden joystick, don't worry, I'll make you happy, old man~

"Have you touched enough?" Atobe, who sat next to me at some point, said sourly.I just noticed that it is really a double seat, and the seats are connected together.Then he asked doubtfully, "Will it be open?"

"No matter what kind of car, isn't driving the steering wheel, accelerating, and decelerating these three things?" Without looking up, I answered casually.

"Master Longma, after all along this mountain road is our villa."

Taking my eyes off the car, I nodded at Uncle De outside the car, and then started the car.

Because it was going downhill, even though the classic car started slowly, under the action of gravity acceleration, it became faster and faster.I also familiarized myself with the operation at the same speed and quickly integrated with this car.

There are many curves on the mountain road, and I don't slow down when turning, but use the inertia to flick and drift.This kind of refreshing feeling of rear wheel throwing is incomprehensible unless you have actually experienced it. (Author: Who wants to understand!)

The clutch is wide open and fine-tuned with minimal movement.Accelerating while gliding, in the end, I can finally experience the feeling of a roller coaster.These tricks are a by-product of the old ways of refreshing yourself on long road trips to keep you from being bored.

When turning the first corner, Atobe yelled in a fuss, "Hey! Brake!"

It's safe now.Looking at the grass circle on his head in a blink of an eye, I still find it funny.There is a roof, so the sun can't shine.With a stretch of my hands, I plucked the circle of grass from his head.

Rolling his eyes, he stared weakly at my hands holding the grass circle, "I'm making a sharp turn."

"En." I responded casually.The car is in the inertial movement of flicking.

"Forget it, I'll die with you anyway." Atobe lifted his chin and raised his hand to wipe his bangs, then he became airy again, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "It's strange, why doesn't it shake at such a big turn?"

Do you still like to rock around?I glanced at him inexplicably.Anyway, I am also an old driver with two years of driving experience (sounds like the two years of tennis experience that Horio often said...), and the trip has traveled across the east and west of the United States (without a driver's license).There is a lazy and vicious old man in the family (Author: Your Future Portrayal), now it seems that it is not all a bad thing.

Put down the grass circle, hold the joystick with one hand and shake it slightly, and the car slides sideways down the last corner.A straight avenue appeared in front of him, and a magnificent building could be seen from a distance at the end.

When I was still far from the gate, I slammed on the horn (in fact, I wanted to hear the real horn sound), but without slowing down, the car rushed in through the gap just opened by the gate.

Driving to the open area of ​​the courtyard by feeling, it is easy to find a neat and brand new tennis court equipped with lighting facilities.Nothing compared to the rotten public court next to our haunted house.

When approaching the court, with the front of the car as the axis, the rear of the car made a 180-degree spin, and "swish—" just stopped at the entrance of the tennis court.

Last time because there were patients in the car, many tricks were not used, but this time I finally showed off.

"Wow! What a cool car!" "You have such superb driving skills, Echizen!" As soon as he got out of the car and walked into the tennis court, he was surrounded by surprised Dashi Taocheng and the others.

"It's a lost child again." Fuji smiled and glanced at Atobe, but said something to me, "Oh, you're not good, Ryoma~"

"Hiss—" Haitang greeted with his snake eyes.

"Oh? Has it already started~" Atobe snapped his fingers while squinting at the people around me.

With a sound of "Peng--", the huge parasol was propped up majestically under the clear blue sky.Servants in neat uniforms flowed past, and soon there was a shaded area with tables and chairs on the sidelines.There were even two tall glasses of orange juice on the table, with fresh lemon slices dotting the walls.

The long-sleeved sweatshirt was taken off by the servants and draped over the shoulders, and he sat under the parasol with his arms crossed and his feet crossed. Behind him, there were two long rows of gray-and-white shirts and servants in black uniforms and white gloves. In the background, Atobe has completely restored his bossy demeanor, "If you can't beat us, then don't even think about defeating Li Haidai~"

"What on earth is this guy here for?" Staring at the arrogant guy, Taocheng whispered to me indignantly.

I stared at the orange juice with sympathy and swallowed, my throat was burning and thirsty... I snorted softly, and I maliciously imagined that it was dry juice.

Raising his hand and flicking his bangs in a habitual way, Atobe closed his eyes and raised his voice, "Let me see the situation first, na~ Huadi~"

I glanced at Huadi who was fighting with Kikumaru inextricably on the field, lowered my eyes halfway, and imitated my voice in a muffled voice, "Yes——"

Unlike the guys in the two rows behind Atobe who were exercising their facial muscles, the seniors around him laughed out loud.

Taocheng laughed heartily; Buer covered his mouth and chuckled lightly; reaction.

I didn't have time to pay attention to Atobe's expression, so I looked at the field on the other side.Over there, the one fighting Gan is Riji with a face that others owe him three thousand.

"I've already obtained your information from the match between you and Echizen." Qiantuo lifted the glasses frame.

As if hitting a sore spot, Hiji's expression became even more fierce, "I don't know about tennis statistics. All I know is that I want to beat Qingxue here!"

As soon as he leaped to the ground, he pulled away the serve posture of the eagle claws.

"Look at the ball!" Gan actually stood there without responding to this imposing serve.

"Hiyoshi has grown a lot after playing against you~" Momoshiro patted me on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

"Hehe, the game over there is also very interesting." Bu Er said.

Following Fuji's gaze, he saw Kikumaru waving his racket and flaunting his might to Huadi, "Although I don't have Kawamura's strength, I will never lose to you!"

Huadi tilted her head foolishly.

Kikumaru was discouraged, "I'm the worst person to deal with unresponsive guys. This game is really boring~"

"Senior Dashi, how do you schedule your opponent?" I asked a question.

"Decide by drawing lots." Oishi replied succinctly.

Yeah?So, Atobe and I who didn't participate in the lottery are opponents? !

My eyes lit up, and just as I was about to continue asking questions, a well-dressed servant stood in front of me, lowered his head slightly, "Master Echizen, Master Atobe, please come over."

Looking up, he saw Atobe looking over with his chin resting on his fingers.Afraid of you?While everyone was staring at me, I followed the servant to stand in front of Atobe, and stared straight at him.Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let go of farts quickly.

Without making a sound, Atobe shook his chin towards an empty chair opposite him at the table.Seeing that I didn't understand, he frowned and repeated it again.

Why?Are you asking me to sit down?No wonder there is an extra chair and a glass of orange juice here.

"My seniors are all standing, I can't sit alone." Shaking my head, I rejected his kindness.

He was startled, and then hummed, "Could it be that our Atobe family is so poor that we can't afford to entertain such a small number of people?"—I didn't say that.

Raising his hand, he snapped his fingers four times in a row, and soon there were four more large parasols on the sidelines, and each parasol was equipped with a table and three chairs.

"Seigaku, sit over there, and our Hyotei members sit over here." After distributing the parasols on the left and right, Atobe looked up at me again.

Sitting down, I unceremoniously reached for the glass of orange juice that I had been coveting for a long time and took a big sip.As a result, the monkey was too anxious to choke his trachea, and when he turned his head, he coughed violently.

A servant hurried forward to knock my back to relieve my breath.Beside him, Atobe murmured softly, "What kind of guy is that..."