"yes, Fuji has been targeting the coach lately, what the hell is going on? Is it because of what the coach targeted in May? But it's not right.,It's been so long.,It's impossible to go back so far.,And Fuji seems to have become a little strange in the past year and a half.,Always playing tricks on us.,Even Tezuka wasn't spared.,Last week, he started to tease the coach even harder.,What the hell is this...."Oishi frowned and read it in pieces, and after talking for a long time, there was no answer to Kikumaru Eiji's question. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The white glow on the dry lenses was even worse, "SA, the number of times Fuji teased the coach changed from once every three days to once a day, and the interval rate increased by 28.97%, the probability of being the cause was 98.22%, and the other reasons were 1.78%. As he spoke, he glanced at Tezuka Kunimitsu not far away, he regretted it a little, regretted why he didn't see who sent Tezuka Kunimitsu that day, and now he is quite curious about that person, because the probability of being abnormal and related to that person is..... 100%

But....

In addition to this matter, there is another thing that is also worth his attention, that is, the dynamics of Fujiwara Kuna and Yagyu Yumiko, since Renji exchanged the information of Lihai University for the information of these two people, he began to pay attention to these two people, but the more he paid attention, the more he found that these two people were very mysterious, not only the two of them, but even the other six girls.

They joined the tennis club for a year and a half, but they never participated in the intramural qualifying tournament, let alone played tennis, at most they ran circles around the tennis court or did some basic exercises, so he couldn't tell whether these eight people could play tennis, whether they were too deep hidden or not at all?

"50.12% can play tennis, 49.88% won't, this data...."Qian's eyes looked at the rows of evergreens outside through the isolation net, and seemed to cross these evergreens and landed in the covered women's tennis tennis court, and then slowly closed his notebook and said flatly, "It's too vague, the data is still insufficient." ”

Gently closing the notebook, Qian reached out and pushed his glasses, he really wanted to know what the purpose of their visit to Qingxue was. It's just a pity that their routines are so secretive that there is no way to know at all, even Lian Er knows very little.

Bang~

Suddenly, the sound of the tennis ball hitting the ground sounded suddenly, and the yellow-green ball gently hit his shoes, Fuji stopped, looked down, and the black font of 'Jiang' came into view, and he was slightly stunned, ignoring the teammates who were still caring about Coach Ryuzaki behind him, squatted down on one knee, and reached out to pick up the tennis ball.

"Jiang .... Togawa. Looking at the last name printed on the tennis ball, Fuji's tight eyelids opened a thin line, and the ice-blue streamer flashed away, closed again, and then stood up straight with the ball.

"Fuji-senpai, that ball...."Echizen, who ran with the ball, blinked his big amber cat pupils and looked at Fuji, "It's mine." ”

"Yes." Fuji smiled slightly and handed him the ball, and said softly, "Na, Echizen, is this a gift from a friend?" ”

Hearing Fuji's question, Echizen blinked his pupils in surprise and confusion, but he still nodded and said lightly, "Hmm." ”

"Is that so?" The smile on Fuji's face softened, and he looked up at the blue sky, and the breeze blew, and his chestnut hair fluttered gently with the wind.

The scorching sun was like a scorching sun, and the scorching sun poured down from the sky, so that the whole land was in a state of steaming, and the willows drooped slightly, converging the branches and leaves, and rolling into a ball, and the scorching sun was sluggish.

In September, Los Angeles, a prosperous and busy city in the United States, almost two years after the financial crisis, the American economy finally showed hope of recovery, especially the emerging ANGLE company, relying on its main products - cross-era cars, new online games and a small amount of sweets industry in the United States to gain a firm foothold, with the trend of becoming a leader, in the United States small and medium-sized companies are also completely dominant. It is more likely that in the next three years, the large industries of those ancient families that will hit the United States will become first-class family power.

But what is surprising is that the ANGLE company actually stopped the pace of sprinting and walked slowly, such a situation is naturally some people are happy and some are worried, the former is an ancient family business, after all, no one wants someone to share the cake with themselves; The latter is a small and medium-sized enterprise, and many companies that secretly follow the pace of ANGLE naturally hope that the rise of ANGLE can get a spoonful of the pie.

As the supreme power and holder of ANGLE, Sakuraichi is sitting in front of a grand piano at the moment, slightly holding his eyes, reflecting the black and white piano keys in front of him in his dark red eyes, ten fingers flying and jumping on the keys, and pleasant notes flow out from his fingers, softly, softly, like a mountain spring wandering in the mountains, giving people a cool and peaceful feeling.

Bite~

The mobile phone on the music table suddenly vibrate, causing Sakuraichi to frown slightly, stop moving, take the phone with one hand, and gently light it on the piano with the other, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

I didn't see who the caller ID was, Sakuraichi directly slid the answer button and put it to his ear, and the young man's gentle and elegant voice came out of the phone.

"Now, what is Sakuraichi doing?"

"Play the piano." Sakuraichi's right hand was still on the keys, and he was thinking back to the chapter that had been in his brain since birth, the canon.

"Piano, what will Sakura play?"

“.... Canon. Sakuraichi stopped the movement of his right hand, thought for a moment and spoke, "This will only be the first one." ”

"That's right, then Sakuraichi is a beginner," Fuji stood on the rooftop, one hand lightly buckled on the protective net, his eyes looked into the distance, and softly said to the person on the other side of the phone, "Now, can Sakuraichi play it for me?" ”

"Uh-huh." Sakuraichi replied softly, a little surprised by Fuji's extremely soft voice, the tone of the phone with her used to be soft and pleasant, and the inability to say a few words would definitely irritate her; However, today he is surprisingly gentle, and there is still a subtle self-blame and discomfort in his tone, is something going on?

Sakura frowned slightly, turned on the mobile phone and put it on the music table, the slender index finger slowly jumped on the keys, and the tadpole-like notes slowly slipped out of the fingertips, the sound of the piano was crisp, and the melodious and gentle chapters were connected together along the jump of the notes, light, soft, and elegant, like a cool breeze at the end of summer, taking away the scorching impetuousness and washing away the chaotic mood.

"Now, Sakuraichi, I lost."

The wind blows gently, the unique fragrance of late summer and early autumn wafts in the cool air, and the maroon hair slides down a subtle arc at the moment when the wind rises, and then fades and disappears....

On the keys, the fingers pause, and there is a small pause in the melodious passage, and then the notes that follow continue again.

"Lost to the Bible of Shitenhoji Temple, Kuranosuke Shiraishi."

The jumping fingers finally stopped, Sakuraichi picked up the phone and walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window, and then said coldly, "Hey, you deserve it." ”

Fuji was slightly stunned, the expression on his face was a little stunned, and at the moment when the leaves fell, a smile opened at the corner of his mouth, "Na, how can Sakuraichi say that, shouldn't you comfort me." ”

"Comfort?" Sakura raised his eyebrows, this guy has a smiling mask all day and doesn't care about anything, and he definitely didn't take it seriously during the game, so she said that he deserved enough to give him face, and she wanted to comfort him? Sakuraichi narrowed her eyes and said indifferently, "I'm sorry, I won't. ”

"Sakuraichi is really going to fall into the well."

"It's called a stick to beat the water dogs."

"Sakuraichi... I really have no conscience, I really shouldn't have complained to you. ”

"Ahhh~ You call me every day in the middle of the night to make me sleep?"

"Huh?" The curvature of the corners of Fuji's mouth increased slightly, and his voice returned to its previous soft and pleasant nature, "Isn't it daytime?" ”

"Bastard, the day in Japan is the middle of the night in the United States, especially when you call me, just like now."

"Ah, that's it," Fuji's hand on the net changed to another button next to it, and continued, "Then I'll play early next time, how about the morning?" ”

"Get out of here!"

Duaf

Listening to the hang-up sound on the phone, the curvature of the corners of Fuji's mouth became deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper, and finally lowered his head, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and a shallow laugh gradually overflowed from the thin corners of his mouth. After a long pause, he took a deep breath and turned to leave, but after only two steps, he froze, glanced back at a classroom in the opposite building, and then left.

"Well, I was discovered." Qian's back was against the wall, and the corners of his mouth were scribbling in his notebook with a strange arc, "I've collected good data again, but..." The pen in his hand paused, "Who the hell are Fuji talking to?" The secrecy is too good to get more data. ”

Smack-

The sound of hitting the ball sounded, and the yellow-green balls flew out of the court in a beautiful arc, and then more than a dozen balls flew out one after another.

"Huh? What are you doing here? Sakuma Riyo looked at the few people standing in front of him with his head held high, and said to a few people in a slightly arrogant tone, "Why don't you pick it up?" ”