Chapter 10 :Guide Irie

Shūji walked over and looked at Irie’s face, which was 86% consistent with the original image.

The remaining 14%, the complexion is immature.

Soon, Shūji’s focus changed.

If the other party’s fear hadn’t read the original, he would believe it.

The acting skills are not bad.

Shūji watches movies all the year round and is picky about his acting skills. If you don’t watch it carefully, it’s really hard to find Irie’s flaws.

Thinking left and right, walked to Irie with a face as usual, and smiled: “Did you not bring racquet?”

Irie, empty.

Irie smiled bitterly, “Jun Xiu…I don’t play tennis.”

The implication is that if you don’t play tennis, naturally there is no racquet.

“It’s okay… I will lend it to you.”

Shūji smiled faintly, and took out a racquet under Irie’s puzzled gaze.

Three?

Irie raised his brows. He thought he would only bring a racquet.

After all, a racquet is enough for such a night.

Still say… deliberately?

No… it should be a coincidence.

Irie condensed his thoughts for a moment, but his face showed a soft spring breeze smile, thanking him: “Thank you.”

In the process of expressing his gratitude, he took the racquet handed over by Tanegashima Shūji.

It’s just that the way of holding the racket is not right.

In the depths of Tanegashima Shūji’s eyes, there was a faint flash of light.

Is this guy’s acting so good?

However, some instinctive habits still can’t be changed. Irie just picked up the racquet and held it in the right way, and then he concealed it with lightning speed.

The time ratio between right and wrong is 0.1:9.9!

One can imagine how quickly the other party covered up.

“Let’s go to court.”

Shūji went straight in, turned around and walked into the street court.

“Xiu Jun, you…”

Irie couldn’t laugh or cry.

Walking into the court, Shūji said, “You should have watched a tennis match, right?”

“Um.”

Irie Kanata laughed, “I have watched the match, and the players’ positions and rules are clearer.”

Since Shūji was determined to teach him tennis before letting him go, there is no need for him to waste time in these places.

He came with some regrets, but he cherished the relationship with Shūji even more.

A person needs to have emotional intelligence in the world.

Thought of this.



Irie put on a guard.

Tanegashima Shūji saw the opponent’s guard posture, and looked like a professional tennis player.

But it is more about painting cats and tigers, and there are many flaws.

Ah!

With a smile in his heart, Shūji throws the tennis ball in his hand.

Shūji leaped, his arm, patted, and patted down.

“good.”

Irie, who is a ‘student’, nodded and commented in his heart.

boom!

The tennis ball flew quickly and landed in front of him. The rotation was very sharp, reaching the level of a master who has been immersed for many years.

Whoosh!

The tennis ball bounces.

But Irie panicked and swung instinctively.

Snapped.


Coincidentally, I ran into tennis.

“It’s a pity, hang on the net!”

Shūji chuckled, “It’s okay, come again.”

Irie felt helpless, if he had changed the setting to a beginner level, there would be no so much trouble.

But this feeling is also good.

That feeling of self-righteous looking at Shūji…

Irie didn’t mean to sneer at the other party, but thought it was funny to molest Shūji like this.

“If I change my setting to a genius who is rare in ten years, I will get started quickly, which is not bad…”

Irie’s heart was joking, and his face was the same, solemnly solemn.

He played ball and became a lot more proficient.

He could also see that there was a trace of astonishment in Shūji’s eyes, as if he was surprised that he mastered it so quickly.

boom!

Irie ran from the baseline to the tennis ball. Although the swing posture was not quite right, he already had the essence of a beginner.

Snapped.

Shūji squeezed the ball tightly, and said in a little surprise: “Have you really never played tennis before?”

Since the other party is acting, he also cooperates.

“Um…”


Irie smiled slightly, confident, “I didn’t have any interest before, but now I have it.”

“Xiujun, you can teach me more.”

He added.

“Then I have to improve my strength next, so be careful.”

Shūji nodded, tossed the caught ball, and slammed it down.

boom!

The tennis ball does not escape into the cross white line, which is the bottom corner of the serve area.

Huh!

Like a whirlwind, it passed through the dull-faced Irie.

“Xiu Jun, classmate Xiu? Did you deliberately?”

He smiled bitterly.


“Sorry, sorry, I just want to see how fast your nervous reaction is. Just watching your reaction to the ball, you are almost catching up with me.”

Shūji chuckled lightly.

Next, Shūji didn’t molest the other party anymore, but taught him seriously.

……

It’s more than nine o’clock.

Irie panted, sweating.

“I will report to the Tennis Club tomorrow.”

Shūji was frightened and patted the other person on the shoulder, and smiled: “I lent you this racquet too. The day after tomorrow, I will accompany you to buy two racquets.”

He has experience in racquet.

“Okay, thank you.”

Irie calmed the disordered breathing, nodded, smiled gently, but secretly groaned in her heart.

Racquet is expensive, but what can he do if he has said everything before.

“Then I’m leaving.”

Shūji said.

“Um…”

Irie smiled softly.

After the other party left, he was a little helpless.

Does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?



“However, it feels good.”

Irie smiled faintly. *

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