"I, I don't know where Tezuka-kun is now. He used to come to this tennis court, and it was a complete coincidence...... The first time I met him here, I had no idea that he was standing behind me, and when he called my name, he startled me so much that my racket flew out of my hands......!"

Uncle Jibe was probably angry to the peak, but he calmed down and let out a few cool and bully hums.

"Oh~?, is it?" his beautiful voice made the question of these few words particularly eloquent and meaningful. He stood in front of her with his hands folded over his chest, staring at her condescendingly, as if he had no intention of changing the elevation disparity, but slowly put his left hand on his face, and continued to glance at her with a kind of squint through his fingers—what a cool and crazy posture!

"Racket, get off?" he repeated the key words she had just said, his eyes glancing over the racket on her lap.

"Now let's talk about the racket. ”

Liu Quan immediately nodded again and again, looking very teachable.

"Ah, yes, the racket I use now is a Babolat PureDrive GT, because the old rackets have already made me throw in the trash anyway, so I just ran to buy a new one. After trying it out for a while, I feel that the racket is very light, and it will not bring unnecessary burden to my poor physical fitness, and the practice time may be appropriately extended......"

“…… Hey, I'm going to have enough!" Uncle Jibe's voice rose an octave again.

"Is Uncle Ben asking about the brand and model of the racket?!ahhhhh

Liu Quan showed a confused expression, and his face was almost puzzled, such as "Ah, I just obediently answered your question, why are you still dissatisfied, it's really incomprehensible".

…… This kind of superficial obedient nagging and chattering, but in fact, his uncooperative attitude of taking care of the left and right is probably about to blow up Uncle Jibu.

However, Liu Quan is actually a little distressed in his heart.

She didn't seem to have figured out the meaning of Uncle Jibe's intentions, so how could she prescribe the right medicine accurately?

She originally thought that Uncle Tatezuka was here to find Tezuka Kunimitsu, or just to observe Tezuka's training - after all, Tezuka has been training and living in Germany for a long time in order to engage in professional tennis, and now there are not many opportunities to see him in Neon China, and people like Uncle Jibe who also have extremely high pursuits and ambitions for tennis will naturally not let go of such an opportunity, not to mention that in the gossip rumors on the Internet, Uncle Tjibe was originally a Tezuka chef.

…… No, maybe I should say that in this unscientific world, most of the tennis girls are considered Tezuka chefs, right? After all, Tezuka is the best male player in Neon right now...... Although Uncle Kibe is also very good, he always seems to be one step behind Tezuka in everything - whether it is a national competition, or going abroad for further study, or even joining the professional tennis world......

Liu Quan was a little distracted for a while, but she didn't hear the instructions behind the uncle.

Until Uncle Jibe took a heavy breath impatiently and raised his voice an octave again.

"I said—"

Liu Quan was excited, and immediately blurted out: "Yes!"

This answer was too crisp and loud, and Uncle Jibe was actually choked subtly.

He glanced at Liu Quan, his momentum a little more restrained, but his tone was still a little heavy--and imperceptible solemn.

"Why do you want to start practicing tennis again?"

…… In the end, although I kept diverging the topic, I still couldn't get through it.

Liu Quan thought so.

Finally, I asked this question.

Although the matter of her resumption of training is not something that must be kept secret, she always has a subtle feeling, as if once this matter is known by Uncle Jibu, it will become a special and unchangeable fact like [Official Comeback], and there is no way back, as if she must grit her teeth and persevere to the end.

…… Perhaps, it's because after she came to this world, the first person to miss and cherish the talents that the Shinya girl once had, and wanted to find those for her in a troubled way.

Even the real Nobuya girl herself thinks that kind of thing is impossible, and even Liu Quan herself thinks that that kind of thing is a plot line that doesn't work, and it is the Mary Sue bridge that must be [beep-] off in Su Shuang's text......

It was the cool and domineering person standing in front of her at this moment who unrelentingly asked her this question, which made her have the ambition of "maybe I can really try this substitute?", and then expanded today's skills and today's values-

Today's scene.

Liu Quan pursed his lips unconsciously, smiling.

If you answer truthfully, "I was instigated by your previous encouragement to have undeserved ambitions", I will definitely be glared at by Uncle Jibe with the same expression and eyes as if he was looking at a snake spirit.

It will probably also be considered a flowery-sounding lie.

So, she just smiled and replied half-jokingly: "Probably, there is still a trace of tennis in my heart...... Love, right?"

This answer is very standard.,No matter what kind of girl manga or hot-blooded manga,As long as it involves talent or goals,You can answer it like this.。 And it will definitely receive a large number of NPC's [reverent gaze] or [strong praise] after the protagonist's baby teeth answer, and at the same time it can play a positive role such as [male protagonist's favorability upup].

…… But this wonderful idea of qiē has not happened today.

Uncle Jibe frowned, although he didn't dislike her statement, but he was obviously not completely satisfied with this answer.

"It's too perfunctory. He hit the nail on the head and said, "Uncle Ben wants to hear the most sincere answer." Don't talk to Uncle Ben about your love for tennis - didn't you curse tennis viciously to everyone before, saying, 'If only there were no tennis on earth?' ”

Liu Quan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Short Oil Traces, do you seriously believe this kind of child's angry words?" she said with a smile, and couldn't help but praise him.

"It's so sweet, Sama. ”

Uncle Jibe obviously did not appreciate her praise, he raised his eyebrows, and was about to start a new wave of preaching, when he heard her continue to smile and say, "...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just felt it. …… However, no matter how this sentence sounds, it is a bit like after a couple quarrels, one party arrogantly complains and says, 'If only there was no such person as you in the world, so I don't have to bother so much'?"

…… Talking and saying something like a couple quarrel......!

Uncle Jibe was speechless for a moment, feeling as if he had been subtly stepped on by this goddess (menstrual illness) an inexplicable sore spot (?), and a little suffocating feeling of nowhere to complain and nowhere to attack, his brows furrowed even tighter, and his voice was lowered because of this.

“…… The real answer!"

Oh, oh, oh, it looks like Sama isn't going to talk nonsense with her goddess. Listen to the word he just threw out neatly, and he knew that he had had enough of her superb [gibberish] skills.

But...... The fried uncle is really cute!

For some reason, Liu Quan suddenly had the above bad thought, and the bad laugh that came from this thought rolled twice in her throat, and she swallowed it back with great difficulty.

If you laugh out loud now, probably Uncle Jibe's friendship line will really be over......!

“…… It's really because of my love for tennis. ”

She blinked innocently and looked up at Uncle Jibe in front of her with wide eyes.

Standing with his backlight, he was so condescending, in fact, he suffered a lot from the upward perspective of Liu Quan, who was sitting on the ground, and even because the sunset light behind him was too dazzling, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

But that doesn't stop Liu Quan from coming up with a reasonable dialogue quickly.

"If you don't have any sense of tennis at all, why do you start training again? With unrealistic ambitions, doing hopeless things, if there is no love, then what am I trying to achieve? ”

This remark sounded more sincere, and it seemed to convince a little bit that as long as tennis was mentioned, it became extremely difficult and perceptive.

He looked down at her, slowly raising his chin slightly, and Liu Quan could almost imagine that his face must have shown the familiar cool and arrogant look on his face at this moment, as if to say, "Look, as before, it is all in the expectation and control of Uncle Ben."

“…… I see. He said slowly.

As a voice-activated Liu Quan, once again collapsed.

To be able to speak such a boring sentence of four syllables is full of magnetism, and the end of the sentence is slowly lengthened a little, inexplicably giving birth to a bit of heart-pounding meaning, such an unconscious act of emitting hormones is a crime, trace SAMA!