Chapter 11: A goal conceded
Chapter 11 conceded a goal
Everyone stared at the smoking tennis ball embedded in the isolation net, their pupils couldn't help but tremble, listening to Liu Sheng's voice, then they came back to their senses, looking at the court completely shrouded in shadows, and the eyes of everyone in the tennis department floated with imperceptible solemnity. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
Wow -
The wind, swept up on the ground, swept the fallen leaves and flew around, gradually pushing the thick clouds in the sky away, and the shadows sprinkled quietly disappeared, and the moment of fading darkness, the figures standing on the edge were clear.
"Ahh β
"Wow-Rina SAMA!!"
"Rina SAMA, the magician on the sideline."
"It's so cool wow~"
"Hey~ It's worthy of Qingxue."
"It is worthy of being the champion of last year's national competition, and even the women's tennis is so strong."
"Yes, no wonder the Youth Academy has changed blood, if I were the principal of the Youth Academy, I would definitely do the same."
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"This..." Hosokawa's eyes widened, and there was a slight tremor in her eyes, "how is this possible." β
How so?
Tomomi Akabori clasped one hand on the fence and looked at the person standing on the sideline in disbelief, impossible, absolutely impossible. Rina Aihara is obviously in the backfield, why did he come to the right sideline in the blink of an eye, and he hit the ball on the sideline back accurately, this...
"Kuso, it's a lie." Xiang Riyueren's golden-black eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "How can the ball on the sideline be bounced back?!" β
Keigo Keigo's hand froze slightly, and he resumed the action of stroking the tear mole, and as soon as his eyes turned, his dark blue eyes locked on Sakuraichi, who was wearing a K hat of spades on the bench, and a proud smile blurred at the corner of his mouth, and he snapped his fingers, "Gorgeous minister, the leaders are really gorgeous members, na~ Kabaji." β
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Listening to the words of approval of the trace department, the expressions on the faces of Rijiruo and the others were a little stunned, arrogant as the trace department, and they would actually admit that the gorgeousness of the women's tennis was really a miracle, you know, the Ice Emperor and Lihaida's women's tennis have not been praised by him, and Qingxue has actually been praised by him. Not only that, but it's still quite a high rating.
Shinobu index finger supported the glasses on the bridge of his nose, turned his head to look at Qingxue Zhengxuan on the bench, his eyelids closed slightly, and the corners of his mouth blurred an elegant smile, well, he can actually get the approval of the traces, and it is worthy of Edogawa.
The wind blew gently, curling everyone's hair and fluttering gently, and the curvature of the disturbance proved the traces of the wind flowing. Fuji withdrew his gaze that fell on the trace, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't expect even the trace to come, which was really interesting. However, his eyes fell on Sakuraichi's body, and he sighed lightly without a trace, he really didn't want to see other people's eyes drawn to her.
"It's worthy of being a player led by Edogawa-san," Yudai Yamato said slowly in that faint voice, "It's really hard to underestimate that you can hit the ball back on the sideline with unmistakable accuracy." β
"Ah, that's right." Qian quickly recorded the data he had just obtained, and at the same time watched the game on the court with two minds, and said seriously: "It stands to reason that the tennis ball on the sideline is too close to the sideline, if you must catch it, the body of the player who catches the player will slide out of the sideline 9%~12% due to inertia and friction on the sole.
Therefore, basically no one will run to the sideline to receive the ball, which will only give the opponent points for nothing. Not only that, but it is also easy to get injured, and when fighting against the West Coast of the United States, Tatsumi Dakihara is a good example. But..."
"Nani Nani?" Kikumaru turned his head to look at Qian, and the dark royal blue cat eyes were full of doubtful light, "But what kind of meow?" Say it quickly. β
Qian turned his head and glanced at Kikumaru, and continued to speak, "Rina Aihara is an exception, she hits every ball on the sideline accurately and doesn't foul. β
"Nani-" Momojo exclaimed, relying on his height, he pressed one hand on Echizen's head and approached Qian: "Senior Qian, didn't you say that 99.99% of the people who catch the ball on the sideline will foul?" Why wouldn't Rina Aihara? β
"Take a closer look at her position." He spoke slowly.
Hearing this, everyone turned their heads to look at it, and looked at it carefully with their eyes wide open, for fear of missing even a second.
"Damn," Kaori Hoshino gritted her teeth and snapped the tennis ball back, "I don't believe she doesn't foul!" β
Phewββ
The sound of a tennis ball cutting through the wind sounded, and the small tennis ball spun quickly and flew towards the opposite court, aiming at the white line on the left, and obviously, it was another sideline ball.
Sand-
The sound of the soles rubbing against the ground sounded instantly, and I saw Rina Aihara running from the bottom line, and when she was still three steps away from the sideline, she changed to slippery, and then the person stood firmly on the edge of the sideline, not a single cent, not a single cent, not a single cent, not a single step on the 0.01 mm sideline.
Wow -
The tail chase wind violently lifted her clothes up and down with violent wavy lines, and her pink hair was swept by the wind, adding to the mess.
Smack-
The aqua blue racket was aimed at the tennis ball and swung it fiercely, and the moment it touched, the direction of rotation of the tennis ball immediately changed, and it was subjected to the force gathered by the net, and shot violently towards the opposite court, so fast that it brought a yellow-green trailing light.
"Kaori, catch this ball!" Seeing the ball fly straight to the backcourt, Hosokawa Naomi had to turn her head and shout loudly at Kaori Hoshino.
"You put..."
Wow -
Before Hoshino Kaori finished speaking, the tail chasing wind that arrived behind hit instantly, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, she lifted Hosokawa Naomi's sports skirt with a bang, revealing the hot pants she was wearing underneath.
Suddenly, everyone was stunned, and they looked at Naomi Hosokawa's skirt that was lifted up. The Aihara twins stood there in a daze, their eyes blinking, and then, blinking again, not knowing what to do.
The referee sat in the high chair in a daze, a little unable to come back to his senses. The hand that was writing the data paused, and his eyebrows trembled, and he didn't know where to start. The elegant smile on Fuji's face was slightly stiff. Echizen tucked his eyelids, then reached out and pressed down the brim of his hat. The expression on his face didn't change much, except that the corners of his mouth twitched without a trace.
Momojo, Kaitang, Kawamura, Kikumaru, Oishi, Mukai, Feng, and Katsuo Katsuo blushed, and they were stunned in place, unable to speak for a long time. Rao is facial paralysis like Tezuka, cold as Fujiwara, light as Yamato, indifferent as Sakuraichi, and the corners of his mouth also faintly twitch.
Bang~
Gollum~
Suddenly, the sound of the tennis ball falling and rolling in the court sounded crisply, Aihara Shoko blinked her burgundy eyes, followed the sound, and when she saw the yellow-green ball rolling in her own court, her pupils shrank, and she hugged her head suddenly, "Ahhh!!!h β