Knock knock

"Enter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 There was a knock on the door, and Sumire Ryuzaki knew that it was Fujihara, and as he spoke, he cleaned up the papers on the table.

Fujiwara Kuna stood in front of her, exuding an aura of being unapproachable, with an expressionless face, and a cold tone that had not changed for thousands of years, and spoke, "Coach, are you looking for me?" ”

"Fujiwara," Coach Ryuzaki looked at the girl in front of him who was very similar to Tezuka's personality, and nodded secretly, with a satisfied look in his eyes, but when he thought of something, his eyebrows frowned slightly, "You four really don't plan to participate in the qualifying competition?" ”

"Uh-huh." Fujiwara narrowed his eyelids, now they are in the second semester of the second year, the number of people in the women's tennis department has been reduced to 20, the third grade is gone, and the freshmen in the first year have only joined 4 people, and the already low strength of the women's tennis is even worse because of the promotion of the third grade. In this way, they still did not participate in the school qualifying competition, and Sakura was not there, so there was no need to participate at all.

It's just that I didn't expect that Qingxue's women's tennis team didn't qualify in the regional qualifiers, and it lost so badly, finishing at the bottom of the penultimate place, and the students in the school looked at the members of the women's tennis club with a look of ridicule and contempt, like this in their own school, let alone other schools. Therefore, no one participated in Qingxue's women's tennis club, and it is no wonder that Coach Ryuzaki would talk to her.

On the other hand, the men's tennis department is already strong, and now there is another Echizen Ryoma, and he has even rampaged into the capital competition, lost to the Ice Emperor last year, but this year he came to a perfect turnaround, and won all the way to the end beautifully. In comparison, women's tennis is really disappointing.

"However, Qingxue's women's tennis ......"

Fujiwara twitched his eyelids, "We're waiting for someone." ”

Listening to Fujiwara's words, Sumire Ryuzaki rubbed her forehead helplessly, because Fujiwara and the others never played in school, and they only did basic training during training, so she only knew that Fujiwara Kuna, Goto Risa, Yagyu Yumiko, and Kitajima Yuki were four people around Sakuraichi, but the other four didn't know or understand.

"Qingxue loses like this...... Can you stand it? Sumire Ryuzaki tried to persuade again.

Fujiwara Kuna didn't speak, still standing expressionlessly, saying that it would be a lie to watch it, but what if it couldn't stand it? It's okay if you don't train hard like that, but what are they doing? It's all self-defeating, and it's a nymphomaniac in the men's tennis department. What can she say about all the signs?

"Forget it, you can go back." Coach Ryuzaki waved her hand, she also knew the attitude of the women's tennis team, so she no longer forced her, but it was a pity, and then she suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, Sakuraichi will be back soon, right?" ”

"Ahh At the mention of Sakuraichi, the cold aura around Fujiwara diluted slightly, and Sakuraichi was the only minister she admitted.

"Oh, really?" Coach Ryuzaki's eyes lit up, and the previous gloom was swept away, "February? ”

"February 23rd."

"In this way, in a few days, the eight schools will choose the main choice for the showdown with the West Coast of the United States, I'm not at school, if you have something, call me."

"Ahh Fujiwara nodded, got Coach Ryuzaki's permission and left.

"Coach." After walking for a short time, Tezuka came to Coach Ryuzaki's office.

"Tezuka, how are you thinking about it?"

"Well, I went to Germany for treatment."

"Did you tell them?" Sumire Ryuzaki taps her index finger lightly on the tabletop.

A streamer flashed on the lens, and Tezuka said lightly, "Not yet." ”

"Find a time to tell them, by the way, write down this phone number, if there is anything you can talk to about, especially in tennis, this person's strength is on par with yours, and you may have unexpected gains by communicating with her."

Taking the number handed over by Sumire Ryuzaki, Tezuka's narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, "She's ......"

"Edogawa, Sakuraichi." Sumire Long Qi stood up and walked to the window to watch the training on the tennis court and slowly spoke, "Although I personally think that her strength is on par with yours, I don't know what the truth is." In other words, she has an enigmatic strength, definitely much stronger than any of us guessed. It doesn't hurt you to communicate with her. ”

Tezuka was a little surprised, except for Echizen Minamijiro, he had never heard her rate anyone so highly, she was still a girl. However, since Coach Ryuzaki commented so, he categorically wouldn't say anything, so he nodded, "Ah, I will." ”

"I'm so tired," Sakuraichi put down the pen in his hand and leaned against the chair, took off his hat and reached out to rub between his eyebrows, turning his head to look out the window, and the naked eye could see that the scorching heat was baking the air crookedly. Retracting his gaze and looking at the calendar on the table, it was already July 3, 2006, and the company was completely on track, so it seemed that he could return to Japan early.

Didi~

The sound of the text message sounded, Sakuraichi picked up the mobile phone on the table, this time it should be the training video sent by Fujiwara, she had no way to participate in their training, so she asked Fujiwara to record the training process and send it to her, she read it and then wrote down the opinions and the areas for improvement and sent it to her, and then Fujiwara began targeted training according to the guidance she sent.

Judging from the video sent in the past year and a half, the skills of several people are obviously improving, and the corners of Sakura's mouth raised a shallow smile when they thought about it.

Fingers scratched the combination lock, when she saw a few Chinese words for Coach Ryuzaki, her eyebrows raised slightly, what did she do with her? So I opened it and saw that it was actually a video! Sakura tucked her eyelids and clicked with a little confusion.

"Well, everybody," said a man wearing high-reflective glasses on his mobile phone and took out a glass of blue liquid to a team member, "the loser will drink punishment tea." ”

"Wow!! This, this is ......" Kikumaru carefully dipped it a little and put it in his mouth, and then his face changed suddenly, "Ahhhhhh What is this?! It's so unpleasant. ”

There was a flash of white light on the dry lenses, "Hehe, green vinegar." ”

……

"Is it a new variety of dry, hehe, I don't know how it tastes." The chestnut-haired boy took the small glass of green vinegar.

"Ahh!!h No, Fuji, how are you? ”

"I can't stand it, I can't stand it......"

……

Clicked to pause, five fingers flexibly rotated the phone, and the corners of Sakura's mouth raised a playful arc, "It's really interesting to be afraid of green vinegar." ”

・・・・

The dark green of the grass gradually turned yellow, the national competition has begun, the second battle of Seikaku is against Shitenhoji Temple, and Tezuka has returned from Germany and is ready to compete.

"Now, Tezuka, is your arm completely healed?" Fuji Shusuke stood to the left of Kunimitsu Tezuka, his left hand supporting his right elbow, his index finger gently supporting his jaw, and a smile as elegant as the wind on his face.

"Uh-huh." Tezuka clasped his hands in front of his chest, habitually responding lightly, but the phoenix eyes under the gold wire glasses were closely watching the Echizen game in the stadium, and when his qualifying match was about to start, he took out the mobile phone in his pants purse and handed it to Fuji, saying, "Excuse me." ”

"Well, Tezuka actually brought a mobile phone." After taking Tezuka's mobile phone, Fuji still had such an elegant smile on his face, and said with a slight teasing, "I really didn't expect it." ”

"Ahh Ignoring Fuji's mischievous tone, Tezuka took off his coat and walked onto the court.

"Tezuka's recent chance of bringing a mobile phone to school is 100%, and it has been since he came back in the middle of 6. Well, 65.11% of its use is for texting, 23.76% for calling, 5.13% for online research, and 6% for other factors. It can be seen that the person who texted with him is important to him, and 78.12% is a girl and 21.88% is a boy, well, who the hell is it? I'm really curious. ”

Snapped the notebook shut, a bright light flashed on the highly reflective glasses, and his eyes fell on the second-hand phone, and the hot eyes seemed to want to stare at the phone to see what secrets were hidden inside.

"Do you want to see it?" Fuji turned his head to look at him, and there was still a soft smile on his beautiful face.

Qian, who knew his nature, pushed his glasses, turned his head to look at the venue, "No, thank you." "Although I really want to know Tezuka's secret information, but the things on the phone are private things after all, respect basic privacy, he can still do it, and he won't hurt the friendship for the sake of data, not to mention that the other party is still Tezuka!

"yes, but it seems to be fun..."

Airplanes~

Before he finished speaking, the mobile phone in his hand suddenly vibrate. Fuji Zhou Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then looked down, only to see that the small picture on the screen that lit up indicating the text message was flashing in the center, and at the same time, there were several Japanese words above the text message, and at the moment of seeing these Japanese words, Fuji's body trembled, and the fingers holding the mobile phone gradually turned white.

The scorching wind swept in front of him, and the flying green leaves rolled up a light green arc, proving the traces of **, the chestnut hair tips fluttered gently, and the tight eyelids under the forehead suddenly opened, revealing the deep and mysterious ice blue below, and the deep whirlpool swirled rapidly in it, completely submerging those few Japanese words.

"Sakura・・・・・・ one" Fuji muttered in a low voice, and the hand holding the phone suddenly tightened.