[Volleyball] Please, please give me a mole with tears and bright eyes!

It is as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as plundering as fire, as immovable as a mountain.

Fenglin Volcano is as difficult to know as Yin, and as moving as thunder.

It was a sentence on the art of war from her motherland. For some reason, Takashi Sugawara wanted to use it to describe Kong Wenlu, who was vigorous and determined like a weapon unsheathed on the field.

Singles wins two out of three games with 11 points per game.

+11-0

+10-0

Kong Wenlu threw the ball vertically upwards to 20 cm with his left hand, and swung the round ping-pong ball as it descended—softly, touching the table first and then jumping to the opponent's end.

The peace ball was completely different from the bloody storm before, and the opponent from the other county who was frightened by the hit returned anxiously. I don't know what the goddess of death was paying attention to - the ball bounced to Kong Wenlu's side, but she didn't move.

"10-1" The referee announced that the scorer turned Kong Wenlu's opponent's score to 1, thinking that this little girl is quite graceful, and she will not let the opponent eat up.

Well, it is a good tradition of the Chinese team not to let the opponent eat up all eggs——

Continue to serve, toss and swing, add a little bit of ingenuity, and fall off the stage to accelerate and go straight to the receiving side of the table - the end line bounces away, and the opponent makes a move, completely unable to cope with this speed and dead angle.

"11-1, the game is over and Kong won."

The time coincides with Saturday, when the amateur group of the All Japan Table Tennis Championships, and the Northeast representative selection are in progress——

Matsumoto, who was out of breath and the new editor rushed into the gymnasium, scolded the rookie: "You son of a bitch told you to make sure that the itinerary is so simple that you can drive in traffic jams!"

"Yes, I'm sorry editor-in-chief!! There will be no next time!" The new editor nodded in apology, and Matsumoto waved his hand irritably, asking him to get the competition arrangement materials.

Matsumoto is the editor-in-chief of Guandong's famous table tennis magazine "Table Tennis Communication" to open up a branch for table tennis enthusiasts in the Northeast. Today, he drove from the Fukushima branch to Sendai to interview the six counties in the Northeast of the amateur group of the Japanese Championships. Represents a 18 out of 1 match.

Although the level of the amateur group is much lower than that of the professional group, the level of attention in the Japanese table tennis boom is not low, and it is an indispensable subject for magazines.

It's a horrible traffic jam for a long time. The first round of 18 to 9 has been compared, and the referee team is drawing lots to arrange the second round of the game.

It's really slow to get a brochure!If it weren't for his writing style, he would have been fired a long time ago!Matsumoto, whose temper is directly proportional to his work ability, was still angry. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth to get a good drink. He looked around the field - a tall figure with a ponytail came into view unexpectedly.

The cigarette slapped to the ground, and Matsumoto opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"Isn't that Kong from Kanagawa..." He muttered to himself, suspecting that he had read it wrong.

Just at this time, the rookie editor handed over the materials, and Matsumoto snatched them up and flipped through them.

Kong Wenlu, female, 17 years old, is a third-year student at Karasuno High School in Sendai City, Miyagi Prefecture.

Sure enough, the absolute ace Kong of the mighty Tsujido, the hidden king of the Kanagawa Junior High School table tennis world.

After two years of no news, he thought that this good seed had given up on table tennis. Is this the rhythm of returning?

Now that there is a good show to watch and a topic to write about, Matsumoto is in a better mood, and he is no longer irritable when he picks up a cigarette. Anyway, the last one can be determined, and the rest are irrelevant.

Kong Wenlu rubbed his itchy nose and watched the referee draw 9 out of 8 contestants into 4 matches... Lucky!She has a bye!

Joyfully left the arena to watch the chat with Sugawara and Jie Jiang on the stage, Sugawara handed water, and Kong Wenlu took a sip.

"You are back, Green Sauce! I was explaining to Sugawara just now that there are quite a few people in the stadium to watch you play!" Dao Gongjie handed a towel to Kong Wenlu with a smile, and Zhai Lu hung it around his neck - just 10 minutes ago She didn't sweat much in the first round.

After being told by Jie Jiang, Zhai Lu took a closer look at the auditorium, and indeed there were quite a few familiar ones—the training subjects of the Citizens’ Gymnasium on the weekend.

"They are just watching the game, you two are my cheerleaders." Kong Wenlu laughed.

Takashi Sugawara calmed down and said, "I... this is the first time I've seen you play midori. It's beyond imagination, super strong." Even at an amateur level, he can see that she is completely different from her opponent. A grade of strong.

And—compared to practice, it's like a different person, the atmosphere is 120% different.Putting aside the occasional smile during practice, she opened up like a sniper - trembling, knowing that her heart would be taken away, but still unable to look away.

"Thank you~" Kong Wenlu rolled his eyes, "But I still can't bear the word super. I will be very happy if you can still praise professional athletes like this."

Sugawara was stunned, and watched his girlfriend watch the field with a calm expression: "The current level...is not enough."

As soon as you enter the arena, you will be on a journey—if you don’t break Loulan, you will never return.

"Snooker Communication (Northeast Branch)" Japanese Championship Kanto representative Kong Wenlu: I want to use this platform as a career path.

The familiar shadow of "Bioball Communication (Kanto Main Magazine)" - The Return of the King

Tokyo--

"It's just the amateur group, the current media..." What kind of gimmick is there to serve? Father Kong shook his head, then smiled again and watched his daughter's interview again. Wearing this sportswear, he looked energetic, as expected of him And A Lan's daughter, completely inherited the advantages of her parents - the silly father mode is turned on and she is happy.

Akita——

Taking advantage of Liu Wei's unpreparedness, Fukui Kensuke snatched the table tennis magazine he had been reading.

"Give it back to me, Alu—" Liu Wei reached out to grab it, but was avoided by the bad friend.After looking at the magazine, Fukui began to laugh: "Hey~ You like this kind of thing~ Ah, it just so happens that they are all Chinese students who want to hook up with her next time they watch her match~"

"Fuck you, Alu! Is this my sister who needs to hook up!"

Fukui opened his mouth: "The legendary little mosquito?" He glanced at the magazine again, "172?" It's only 4 cm shorter than him, how small is it, but according to the genes of Liu Wei's family...

"Eh—is that your sister..." Ziyuan, who was carrying a large plate of food, took the book in Fukui's hand by virtue of her height, and glanced at it. "Snacks...thank her for me." Ziyuan said lazily, "It would be nice if I could share some next time..."

"I can't kill you, Alu!"

Kanagawa——

"Takeda!" The third-year Zhengxuan handed the magazine to the chief player of Tsujido's women's table tennis club. Takeda, who was painted with pink armor oil and had twin ponytails, took it, and looked at her friends in the magazine who had become strangers in the past with a complicated expression. .

Have you finally returned to the arena...