Net King Returns to the First Generation

It is obvious that as long as they win one more game, they can win the Kanto Contest, but the atmosphere in the rest area of ​​Lihai University is very mysterious.

The intention was not to quarrel, but what was said could not be taken back.Even if such words are not too intense, 13-year-olds are probably the most youthful and energetic in their lives. With the addition of adolescence and rebellious period, they are facing companions who have been with each other for a long time...

In any case, there is no way to prescribe oral softening first.

Nioh originally thought that he was also in his thirties, and he had practiced all kinds of skills in the workplace, so he would not be embarrassed to apologize and act like a baby, right?

This thought changed the moment he saw Sanada's black face.

—Damn it, everyone else is fine but Sanada...

I really can't be soft on Sanada.Besides, am I wrong about this?

Thinking of this, Nioh silently looked away.The frequency of his fingers twirling his pigtail slowed down, as if he was thinking or just in a daze.

In Sanada's eyes, this appearance also made him annoyed and angry.

There is no way to give in, and it is the same for Sanada.

It doesn't matter whether it's Yukimura, Yanagi, or even Yagyu. He can honestly admit that it's his own fault when facing them.But Nioh...

Sanada, who wanted to be honest and aboveboard, was extremely uncomfortable with this discovery.

As long as he thinks of the image of himself apologizing to Nioh, Sanada feels something is wrong all over his body.

So he also looked away, folded his arms and lowered the brim of his hat to silently look at the empty tennis court.

With these two people as the center, the stagnant atmosphere brought about by the collision of the aura spread throughout the Lihai rest area.

Yukimura and Liu Zheng discussed going to the hospital with Coach Sakaki.The two people who could persuade him were not there, and Liu Sheng didn't know where to start—after all, he was still in the stage of improving his strength, and he didn't know much about the internal affairs of the tennis club. There are other concerns about Kirihara.From the perspective of future doctors, do you agree with the decision to abstain?

But let him say to Sanada, "You were wrong about this matter", and he can't say it.

Even though they are in the same class, both of them have cold and polite personalities, that's the result.

Marui chewed his gum silently, not in the mood to make peace.One is that he is also worried about Kirihara, very worried.The second is that he will play in more than ten minutes, and the opponent is still the famous ice emperor genius.

"Okay, how long are you two going to be bickering? It's more important to care about the next game. If you can't say anything, go back and think about it after two days of work, or at the regular meeting next week. It's too late." At this moment, senior Maoli rarely hid his lazy expression, he stood up and jumped from the back row to the front row, standing between Sanada and Nioh.

On weekdays, there is little sense of presence, and it is only at critical times that he can show the sense of responsibility that he needs to show as a third-year student and "senior".

King Ren breathed a sigh of relief.He sat back on his seat, arched his body and hugged the armrest again, then turned his head and raised his eyes with a smile: "I let the seniors see the joke, puff."

"It's not a joke, but it's a fact that you're not calm enough." Mao Li said, "You can't demand calmness. In this case, everyone's handling method is reasonable, but their positions are different."

"It is up to you to resolve the matter of different positions. It is urgent and there is no need to care about the things that have passed. Xiaomaru is so nervous, you should also pay attention to him." Mao Li raised his eyebrows and looked at King Ni for a long time before turning his head to capture Sanada's look.

The stubborn Deputy Minister Li Hai didn't say a word, and his expression didn't change, but Mao Li could tell from the way he lowered his head that this conversation was not for nothing.That's good.

It's really tiring, these four people have different positions in pairs, it's really worrying.

However, this is also good.When Yukimura and Sanada rushed over their heads, it would be a good thing for someone to remind them later.

Seeing that the atmosphere gradually eased, Maori snorted.

He simply sat in the front row, half lying down with his long legs on the armrest: "Okay, there are still 10 minutes until the singles round... Ah, Yukimura is back."

Yukimura came back after sending Yanagi and Kirihara to the car.

Coach Sakaki drove the three of them, including Jiro, to the hospital. Yukimura and Atobe watched the car leave, and both of them couldn't help but feel embarrassed when they looked at each other.

something like this happened...

No one wants to.

I believe there is nothing wrong with my approach.The positions of Renji and Masaharu are not wrong either.

Li Haida has come to this point, no matter what, he can't cause internal strife.The communication problem and the follow-up derivative problems of this matter should be handled more carefully...

Really, there are enough to worry about.

With a self-deprecating smile, Yukimura said goodbye to Atobe politely.

When he returned to the rest area and found that the atmosphere was much better than expected, Yukimura blinked and gave Senior Mori a grateful look.

The only person who can mediate on the spot is Mao Li, and this senior is occasionally reliable.

"Okay, Liu has already gone to the hospital with Kirihara. After the specific test results come out, let's hold a formal meeting. Now focus all our attention on the competition." Yukimura said.

Marui breathed a sigh of relief, he moved his seat and poked Nio's back from behind.

"What's wrong?" King Ren turned his head.

"I remember that you are quite familiar with that Ninzu of Ice Emperor?" Marui asked.

"Well, do you want to ask for information?" King Ni laughed.

"The staff is not here, so you are the only one who can ask." Marui blew a bubble and gave King Ni a questioning look.

Then you should make preparations in advance, is it possible that you are nervous until now?

Nioh, who rarely saw Marui like this, raised the corners of his mouth, and he picked up the little braid that he put down not long ago: "Let me think about it. Yushi Ninzu, I won't say much about the basic information. The point worth noting is His title of 'Thousands of Stunts' is not fake. His ability to control the field is commendable, but there are quite a lot of tricks that are not good for you?"

"What you said is upside down." Marui complained.

"Is that so? I'm sorry. Actually, Bunta, you just need to try your best to play your own tennis. That guy is probably the type to restrain you. If you fight with all your strength, you can at least break through yourself." Nioh said, "He can do it. 'Locking your heart' and trying to see through his mind is not advisable."

"Shut up your heart..." Marui smiled wryly, "He's such a difficult guy."

I have met the toughest opponent.Nioh was right, this guy could be regarded as the type to restrain himself.

When he actually stood on the court, Marui realized this more deeply.

When a person who is used to doubles stands alone on the court, there is always a piece of emptiness in his heart.The field is huge, and there are places that cannot be touched no matter how you run.It's hard to fight alone, and when you look back, you can't meet another person's eyes.

It was hard for Marui to understand why Nioh insisted on playing doubles even though he had enough strength.

But it wasn't until he really stood on the court alone that he realized that singles are lonely.

People who have no way to overcome this loneliness will lose.

"4-2, wonby endured enough."

When changing venues, Marui wiped his sweat with his wristband, and the wristband from which the lead weight was removed in advance had a softness that was hard to feel on weekdays.

He suddenly remembered his first encounter with Kuwahara.

A new family moved into the same block, a mixed-race family with South American origin.The head of the family is Brazilian and works as a chef in a Brazilian restaurant.

Mixed race, that is, different from us?What does it look like?Is it very dark?It's completely unimaginable.

Turning around, he forgot about it and started fighting with his two younger brothers.

The next day he saw the legendary mixed-race boy at school.

Compared with his peers, his figure is not much taller and his skin color is completely different, which has attracted the attention of many people.The people in the school who were afraid of him, when they found out that this mixed-race boy did not have the legendary "American strong physique", naturally started a round of isolation and campus bullying.

Marui wasn't interested in getting involved with these things, and besides, he and the half-blood boy were only in the same block, so they couldn't be regarded as neighbors, let alone classmates, and there was no friendship at all.

Things changed because of a routine school violence.

The mixed-race boy who was blocked at the entrance of the alley not far from the school held a racket in his hand this time, and waved it in a panic when he was surrounded. In my arms.

That guy... does he like tennis so much?

People who like tennis are like-minded people!

then--

"Hey, enough is enough for you guys!" Marui, who had a cute face but was surprisingly intimidating in school (a skill developed from fighting with his younger brother), stood up without thinking too much.

Soon he had a friend of mixed race. (Perhaps more like a follower in the eyes of others)

They get along very well, even if they play their temper, they will be tolerated.

Technically, they seemed to be complementary, so naturally they began to play doubles together.Before I knew it, there were four years.

When he came back to his senses, Marui found that he was still standing in the singles second stage of the final of the Kanto Tournament.The Kansai boy wearing glasses on the opposite side is very annoying.Standing alone at the bottom line of the field, I feel lonely while my vision is empty.

The sight of his teammates behind him is not enough to make up for this loneliness.

He knew that there was a dark-skinned young man with a tea egg head in the auditorium who must be looking at him with those particularly bright eyes, cheering for himself.

but……

Jack, it's so sad to play alone.

There are many things I can't seem to do without you behind me.

"6-4, wonby endured enough."

"Gamewonby Ice Emperor Academy, Ninja Yushi."

The game-ending whistle sounded unreal to Marui's ears.

He walked to the net in a daze to shake hands with Shinozu, and he still hadn't recovered from his deep Kansai accent: "What? If you've been distracted all this time... did you think of your doubles partner?"

Marui blinked, and firmly held Renzuzu's hand: "Yeah, singles is still too hard for me now. I'm not reconciled to losing, if there is a chance to fight again... no Is there a chance?"

"That might be." Renzu smiled, "Doubles look very attractive, I want to try it too."

"Doubles are great, I hope you get to experience that."

Marui let go of the racket and walked back to the rest area.

He slumped his shoulders at Yukimura: "I'm sorry, I couldn't win."

"So Bunta, have you thought it through?" Yukimura asked.

"Ah, I've figured it out." Marui frowned, "I'm sorry for making you worry for so long. I can't leave Kuwahara for the time being."

"Then let's grow stronger together with him."

"Yes." Marui nodded solemnly.