Looking at the nine arrogant candidates in front of them, Risa Goto and the others did not move, just looked at them expressionlessly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe cool breeze hit, rolling up the hair and clothes of several people and fluttering slowly, and between the swaying branches and leaves, the sound of waves sounded one after another, and the green fallen leaves swayed and drifted into the distance.

"Hey! Go pick it up. The third-grade Naomi Asada looked at them with one hand on her waist, and stretched out her hand to point at Fujiwara Kuna, who was standing at the front, "You, that's you, go pick it up." ”

Seeing this, Yumiko Yanagi and Risa Goto frowned without a trace, and the streamer of Mori Han passed quietly in their eyes.

This Naomi Asada is a singles three, and her ball skills are not in the stream, but her character is a first-class lady's temperament. And Sakuma Riyo is the sister of the previous women's tennis minister, Sakuma Ling, and Sakuma Ling has the same proud and arrogant character, always looking down on others with that kind of superior eyes, as the head of the women's tennis department, he likes to point fingers, but he never does it himself.

In fact, they joined the women's tennis team, just like the previous ministers, for the purpose of coaching the women's tennis every week, so their tennis skills can be seen.

It's just that Sakuma Ling has always been unaccustomed to Fujiwara Kuna and others, and repairs them from time to time, Rao is so, Fujiwara and others still dodge without a trace, so Sakuma Ling looks at them even more unhappy, after she goes to school, her sister Sakuma Riyo has intensified her targeting of them, and this time it's not the first time.

Fujiwara Kuna looked at his fingers, which were only a few centimeters away from the tip of his nose, and his orange-purple eyes were filled with deep swirls, and the square lenses reflected the white light of Mori Han in the sunlight.

"Hey! What are you trying to do here? Well? Mieko Arai, who had a hot temper, looked at the candidates, her face became a little hideous because of anger, and she strode towards the nine candidates, looking like she was about to rush over and fight with a few people in the next second.

However, after only three steps, a hand suddenly appeared in front of her to block her way, and Mieko Arai frowned, "Goto, what are you doing?" Get out of the way! I'm going to beat them up. ”

Goto Risa glanced at her, an easy-going and elegant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his left hand curled his hair, and said lightly: "Well, Fujiwara will take care of it." ”

Hearing her words, Mieko Arai was stunned, looked up at several other people, and saw a few people nodding slightly to her, signaling her to believe Fujiwara Kuna.

“KUSO！” Mieko Arai gritted her teeth, glared at a few third-grader Shocho and stopped talking. Then he turned his head to look at Fujiwara Kuna, only to see her standing there indifferently, her expressionless face, cold and powerful momentum, and fearless eyes, mixed together to form a domineering aura, which made people retreat.

"Hey! What kind of eyes are you? Looking at Fujiwara Kuna's eyes, Sakuma Riyo couldn't help frowning, Fujiwara's eyes made her feel like a tiny ant, and this feeling made her very irritable.

"Oh oh oh ah~" seemed to feel Sakuma Riyo's anger, another third-year Zhengxuan Akasaka Nanae took two steps forward, glanced at Fujiwara Kuna in front of him, hooked the corners of his mouth, and his disdainful eyes flowed on Fujiwara Kuna's body, and he said sarcastically with three points of ridicule and seven points sarcastically: "Hawkers, this kind of look, is this your attitude towards your seniors?" ”

Seeing that Fujiwara didn't answer, and the other people didn't plan to help, Nanae Akasaka's disdainful smile deepened, "As juniors in the second grade, you should know how to respect your seniors, don't you understand this politeness?" Or is that what your tutors are all about? ”

Risa Goto and Yumiko Yagyu narrowed their eyes slightly, the cold light in their eyes of different colors flashed, and the smiling expressions gradually drowned out, leaving a blank face. Mai Kuwawa and Mieko Arai clenched their fists in unison, their lips pursed slightly white, and their eyes were a little condensed when they looked at Zhengxuan.

The Aihara twins stood opposite each other and looked at the positive choices, and the lollipop in Shoko's mouth had been in one direction for a long time, but it didn't change in the slightest, and it seemed that they had forgotten. It's rare for Rina to lose her lazy look, her sea-blue eyes reflect the figure of Zhengxuan, and then she narrows her eyelids, and the whirlpool of Senhan is quietly buried in her eyes. Yuki Kitajima stood quietly next to Yumiko Yagyu, her left eye covered by her long oblique bangs, and she couldn't see it at all, but her right eye, which was not covered, was unexpectedly deep.

"Well," Fujiwara, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke at this time, his tone was the same as before, still cold, "People who say such things are not necessarily polite. ”

"Hey, what did you say!" Nanae Akasaka frowned, she could still hear Fujiwara's words, and the subconscious meaning was that 'the tutor was not good at all', so the tennis racket in his hand was raised high, and the target was Fujiwara in front of him.

"Nanae." Sakuma Riyo stretched out his hand to stop her, Fujiwara and these people can teach a lesson, but if there is blood, it will be troublesome, of course, if it is secretly, it is not necessarily troublesome, but now there are two first-year members in the tennis court. If something really happens, the headmaster won't be able to explain it.

So, she stopped Nanae Akasaka, "Don't make trouble." After that, he looked at Fujiwara Kuna and the others, and said coldly, "Go and pick up the ball." ”

Nanae Akasaka glanced at a few people hatefully, and then put down the tennis racket in his hand. Fujiwara Kuna twitched her eyelids, turned around and nodded to Yagyu and the others, and took the lead.

Seeing this, Goto and the others breathed a sigh of relief, if the racket really came down, it would be impossible to make Fujiwara the second Tezuka, which was not what they wanted to see, but fortunately Fujiwara was fine. In that case, pick up the ball and pick it up, for these few positive choices... A cold light flashed in the eyes of Yanagi and Goto, and they endured it for the time being, and in five days, Sakuraichi would return.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

However, things always work against people. As soon as they reached the door, they heard the crisp sound of hitting the ball, and then a small yellow-green ball flew over their heads, flew far away from the women's tennis court, and fell into the woods to the south of the school.

A few people frowned, turned their heads to look, and saw that the few people were giggling and hitting the tennis balls into the woods, Sakuma Riyo didn't stop them, just stood there with a smile, and when they saw Fujiwara and they looked over, they stretched out their feet and kicked over the tennis basket next to them, and the balls inside rolled out with a gurgling and scattered everywhere.

Then Sakuma Riyo smiled and said, "Well, I'm really sorry, my foot slipped a little." When you come back from picking up the balls, remember to pick them all up and put them back in the basket. ”

"These bastards!!" Mieko Arai gritted her teeth and wanted to rush over angrily, but she couldn't help it anymore and didn't want to endure it anymore.

"Well, don't be impulsive." Risa Goto grabbed Mieko Arai by the collar with one hand and said, "For shameless people, you can't be as shameless as them." Although he was talking to Mieko Arai, Risa Goto's eyes were looking at those who were chosen.

"But I don't want to take it anymore! Look at them," Mieko Arai gritted her teeth, ignoring the collar that was caught by Risa Goto, and roared forward, "What are they?" The ball skills are so bad that even three-year-olds are not as good as them, and they have won the penultimate place in the regional qualifiers for two consecutive years, and they are still embarrassed to target us, what the hell, huh? ”

"Na, is that so?" Shoko Aihara blinked her big burgundy eyes and said innocently, "Isn't it a problem of poor character?" I thought it was because their character was too poor to get the countdown, but it turned out that they got the countdown because their skills were too poor. ”

"Arai, Shoko." Fujiwara's cold tone made the two stop talking, but Rao was paralyzed like her, and the corners of his mouth were faintly twitching. Although what these two people said is true, I have to say that from the mouths of these two single cells, there is really enough to bury people.

Yumiko Yanagi and the others also held back their laughter, Arai and Shoko both had poor ball skills, one had poor character, and one countdown, and the faces of the few people on the other side were instantly difficult to see, no matter who they were, they didn't want their embarrassment to be brought out by others to talk about it.

"Hey, so what," Sakuma Riyo said haughtily, "we can at least play, and you guys?" I don't even dare to practice in the tennis club, I'm afraid you'll be scared if you go to the game, ah, I forgot, you can only swing the racket, hit the ball and run laps, you can't play tennis at all, hahaha..."

"SA, what do you say to my members... Big opinions? ”

In the midst of a few exaggerated laughter, the voice as indifferent as frost suddenly sounded, accompanied by a domineering and arrogant momentum, in this huge tennis court, sharp and strong swept in, which made people feel cold.

The familiar voice to the depths of the soul made Fujiwara Kuna's pupils shrink sharply, his body stiffened, and his heart trembled with excitement.