Mid-July.
Amidst the sounds of students reading, the head teacher of Class B led a boy with silver-blue hair.
The end of his hair was tied into a braid with a red rubber band. He had a slim build and his back was slightly arched at the moment.
The head teacher, Yinchuan, stretched out his hand to signal the teacher to pause the teaching.
"This is the new transfer student, Nioh Masaharu. Everyone should get along well."
"Puri." The way of saying hello is very special, with a strange oral habit.
There is a mole on the corner of the young man's mouth, and when his smile rises slightly, it is full of a unique sense of mystery.
Most of the students in the audience applauded and welcomed him in a friendly manner.
"You sit next to Marui-san first." Yinchuan, the homeroom teacher, pointed to a red-haired boy in the corner.
After hearing the homeroom teacher's words, Marui Bunta stood up and called his new classmate to come over quickly.
"Hello, I'm Bunta Marui, a talented tennis player and dessert lover."
When the other person sat next to Marui, Marui couldn't wait to introduce himself eagerly.
The red-haired boy smiled and blinked, his attitude friendly.
Niou tilted his head to look at the other person, with a smile on his lips and nodded in greeting.
Not minding the reserved reply from his new deskmate, Marui continued to ask enthusiastically,
"Do you play tennis?"
"Piyo, I have only studied for less than a year."
Marui Bunta heard that the other party was playing tennis, and he became excited for a moment.
I took my new deskmate to introduce the tennis club for more than ten minutes.
Most of them talk about the minister Yukimura Seiichi's great beauty and the minister's superb skills.
The classroom teacher endured it for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and smiled and said,
"Marui-san, if you have anything to say, we can talk about it after class."
"Fight each other and break through the barriers. Ah, our heroes from Rikkai are the strongest..."
A loud song suddenly sounded like thunder, deafening.
"Ah, in class A's music class today, Sanada really has to listen to the magic sound once a week." Marui complained softly, covering his ears.
Only Sanada has the ability to make Tachikai University's school singer send people away.
[Sanada? Is it the deputy director of the tennis department I just mentioned? ]
Niou played with his pigtails and guessed in his mind.
class c
Under the sincere voice of the history teacher, Ye Wu had already fallen into a beautiful sleep.
The sudden high-pitched singing voice frightened Ye Wu in his sleep so much that his body trembled.
But maybe he was used to it, and he didn't even open his eyes.
His hands naturally rummaged through the drawer and handed a pair of earplugs to his deskmate.
Yukimura smiled dumbly, shook his head and sighed, then carefully put on the earplugs for Ye Wu who was too lazy to move.
During department activities in the afternoon, Marui couldn't wait to lead his new classmates to the tennis club to submit an application to Sanada.
He kept saying that it was a good time for the other party.
Recently I happened to be selecting the main roster and second runner-up list for the Kanto Competition.
Second Army?
Niou was a little surprised. There is obviously a main selection, why choose the first team and the second army?
But he made no objection.
After casually visiting the tennis club with my new classmates, I trained with ordinary members of the tennis club.
A week later, Niou signed up for the school main selection competition.
Today is the last day.
In the game between Nioh and Deputy Minister Sanada, according to the points scored in the past few days, regardless of whether Nioh wins this game, he will definitely enter the second place.
"One set match, Nioh Masaharu serves."
Several main players on the court came to watch the game.
The opponent performed very well in qualifying this week.
As a transfer student, the main players in the tennis club didn't know enough about this newcomer. So everyone went out to pay attention to this quasi-second army.
Throw the ball with your left hand.
When the ball landed at the right hitting point, Nioh swung it away.
The ball landed on the opposite right tee box.
Sanada leaps to the landing point.
As soon as the ball bounced slightly, Sanada lowered his body and hit the ball with a forehand force.
[What a powerful force. ]
When the racket touched the ball, Nioh felt the movement of the ball and thought to himself,
The attack was so fierce from the beginning.
When hitting the ball, Nioh's racket flipped around with the ball, and some of the force was removed from the ball.
Fake action!
Seeing that the incoming ball was a high-angle backslash, Sanada quickly led the racket and waved the racket like a whip.
The yellow ball bounces directly on the opposite baseline.
Knowing that there was no time to save the ball, Nioh did not run.
"Nioh Masaharu is testing Sanada's strength? This ball is running and there is no time to save it."
Ye Wu observed the opponent's hidden movements and couldn't help but guess whether he wanted to hide his strength or was too lazy to run.
Not everyone has such responsiveness!
Liu Lian'er did not respond to Ye Wu's unconscious speech in Versailles.
"The probability of being too lazy to run is 98.86%."
"puri"
Nioh held the racket in the right end line area, smiled with his lips, and made a breathy sound of unknown meaning.
"3:0, Sanada takes the lead, exchange venues."
"Hey, is this really a test? It's already 3:0."
Marui was a little worried for his deskmate, and the bubbles he was blowing suddenly popped.
The two exchange places.
When Nioh and Sanada passed each other, Sanada looked into each other's eyes and growled,
"You guy, please be serious!"
Hey, it's really troublesome to deal with someone who is too serious, but I have found my weakness.
"Piyo~" Nioh answered the other party casually.
Sanada just felt furious.
The face that has gradually lost its baby fat has begun to have strong lines.
He pursed his lips and snorted, and stopped talking. A low air pressure lingered around him.
Throw the ball high.
Sanada swings the forehand and hits a powerful topspin shot.
Nioh seemed to have expected this.
Step forward to the landing point, and exchange rackets in an instant.
Scored by a direct tennis volley.
"0:15, Nioh scores."
"He's actually left-handed!" Marui, like the other members of the crowd, suddenly exclaimed.
Jackal's tone was slightly sour, "Aren't you his deskmate? You've been playing with him these days."
If Niou were here right now, he would just cry out for injustice.
This guy is not playing with me. I am being harassed unilaterally.
I hear rainbow farts about Minister Yukimura every day.
"That guy! Even I was deceived."
Thanks to me for sharing my cake with him, Marui's tone was indignant.
Ye Wu turned his head and looked at the data master Liu Rener on the side.
The other party seemed to know what Ye Wu was thinking and nodded in agreement.
[You can even hide my data, Nioh Masaharu, you are such a cunning fox. ]
Yukimura crossed his arms and smiled, "Haha, don't you find it interesting? He is such an unpredictable person."
I saw that my opponent was finally taking it seriously. Sanada's expression softened a lot.
"Hmph, use all your strength to decide the outcome."
Nioh on the court seemed to have seen through Sanada's approach. And hit the ball to the place where Sanada felt uncomfortable.
Slowly began to tie the score.
"His eyesight is sharp. After a few games, he observed and got used to the small movements of Sanada's grip." This way he can predict the trajectory of the ball.
Ye Wu rubbed his chin for a long time, thought for a moment and then spoke slowly.
"4:3, Sanada leads."
After only seven games, Nioh on the court was already out of breath.
"Physical strength needs more training, the body is thin, and the probability of being picky eater is 98.35%."
Liu Renji wrote it down in his notebook as he spoke.
"I'm really too lax!" I lost my dominance in the game because of my physical strength.
Sanada said, pushing his left foot back.
The backhand racquet is quickly swung out, like a swordsman unsheathing his sword.
The ball is as powerful as a swimming dragon.
It bounced quickly in the opposite half, and Nioh had no time to save the ball.
"As fast as the wind!" Sanada tightened his grip on the racket and said the name of the move with a stern expression.
Looking at the mark of the ball, Nioh straightened up and glanced up at Sanada.
"It's here, it's Sanada's Fenglin Volcano trick," Kuwahara sighed again when he saw this trick.
“I couldn’t see the ball path at all.”
"15:0, Sanada leads"
...
"30:0, Sanada leads"
Nioh, who was restrained by Sanada's unique move, did not give up.
He watched his opponent's movements without blinking. Sweat dripped down his chin,
The breathing was heavy and rapid.
When the ball came to the half court as fast as the wind again, as if it had arrived at the landing point as expected, Nioh took a step back with both feet.
A backhand swing to hit the ball with backspin.
"Ji Rufeng was beaten back." All the members exclaimed.
Liu Renji opened his eyes instantly.
His usually gentle face was now extremely sharp.
"Observe the movement of the wrist to predict the position of the ball in advance, and discover the opponent's habits in such a short time, which is good."
Ye Wu commented.
"He is a very spiritual player." Yukimura reached out and held up his coat for sun protection. His calm face was breathtaking. He sighed softly, seemingly absentmindedly.
"But the winner will be Sanada."
As expected, Sanada was not alarmed by the opponent's unique move that counterattacked him.
He hits the ball with the racket, swings the racket back to the bottom, and the ball is given a strong spin.
A powerful slice left a deep black mark on the opposite half.
"Xu Rulin." Sanada said with calm eyes and solemn expression.
"Game, 6:3, Sanada wins." The referee announced the result of the game.
Everyone gathered, and Vice Minister Ito announced the results of the school selection competition.
The main selection list is the same as last time. The eight members of the second army are Marui, Kuwahara, Nioh, Fujiwara, Eshita...
Afterwards, Yukimura came forward to give a speech.
"Everyone seems to have started to relax about themselves. Do they feel that there is no hope of being elected, so improving their skills does not matter anymore?"
The people present were silent as they were questioned.
The first and second grade members felt a little ashamed.
Some of the third-year seniors felt angry.
I have spent most of my time on departmental activities. Like many of my classmates, I have been gradually reducing departmental activities since May and focusing on preparing for high school exams.
"Many people may wonder why I set up a second army team. It's enough that there are only regular candidates for the competition."
Yukimura looked at everyone calmly with his eyes, but his gentle voice was as sharp as a knife, striking directly at the fragile part of his heart.
"The reason is that the Lihai Tennis Club needs a steady stream of ambition and a spirit of greed and thirst for victory."
"Members who are not part of the official selection team must have the following ambitions to overcome their superiors and catch up with the main selection team."
"The main candidates must have a sense of urgency to be caught up by latecomers."
As soon as the words changed, Yukimura's tone became soft and delicate,
"Academics are the most important thing. I understand the mood of the third-year seniors, so I don't force everyone to actively train. This measure is mainly for first- and second-year members."
"I hope your love for tennis and your pursuit of victory will be more greedy."
It's like raising gu.
The Gu insects compete with each other, and finally the best Gu King is selected.
When all the members heard these words, they felt filled with enthusiasm and moved.
It turns out that the minister is still paying attention to himself, who has average skills and mediocre talent.
"There is no blind spot in Lihai University!" All members responded to the minister's expectations in unison.
Just after the plenary meeting was dismissed, Mao Li leaned against Ye Wu with his tall body and sighed quietly to Ye Wu,
"The little minister is becoming more and more dignified."
Ye Wu felt like he was being dragged down by a huge koala. He said bluntly,
"Senior, why do you come to the tennis club so often these days?!"
Remember, your character is the little prince who skips training!
When Maori heard this, he smiled and invited him, "Let's go together, Onozaki."
Don't invite me to skip training so openly! Ye Wu sternly refused.
After escaping from Maori's entanglement, Ye Wu found Yukimura and Yanagi Renji to discuss training matters.
"I asked my coach if he could roughly modify my training plan for the main selection and the second team.
However, some of them require the blessing of equipment, so Liu can only think of other training methods instead. "
"That couldn't be better. I believe our Li Hai can reach a higher level."
This news from Ye Wu made Yukimura smile so hard that his eyebrows curled up, and even his hair revealed joy.
"Thank you, Wu."
My honor, everything is just to be stronger. Ye Wu smiled and said nothing.
