Thinking of Qingxue's women's tennis, Yanagi glanced at Yanagi and Sanada uncheckably, according to the data provided by Qian, Sanada's sister Sanada Kuna, no, it was Fujiwara Kuna and Yanagiyu's sister Yumiko Yanagi who never played a game since joining the tennis club, not even in school, in other words, that is, she never played off the court. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This made him wonder, since he didn't play, why did he join the tennis club? Why did Yanagi travel thousands of miles from Kanagawa to Tokyo to study? And judging from the data, the six girls who were with Fujiwara and them were also very worthy of his attention, if not for anything else, just because they would never play on the court like Fujiwara and Yanagi, and joined the tennis club but didn't play, which can't be said.

The data shows that they only do basic training every day, and don't want to play if they don't want to play or not? Liu pours a pen and gently taps the notebook, really can't play ball or.... Hidden too deep? If it really won't, then it makes sense, if it's the latter.... And what makes them do it?

It's been two years, not only him, but even Qian can't know their specific information, stop tapping the notebook, Liu looked at the young scholars on the opposite platform, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, what should I do? He became more and more interested in Qingxue's women's tennis.

"Nya~ Fuji, you seem to be in a good mood today." Kikumaru jumped onto Fuji's body with a jump, and the dark royal blue cat pupils blinked, "Is there something delicious?" ”

"Hmm." Fuji still had that elegant smile like the wind, and his face did not change and he panicked, "There will be a lot of delicious food in a while." ”

"Really, great."

"Ah, Yinger is down, don't hang on Fuji's body, so that he won't grow tall, and we'll have to guide the juniors later, don't be tired of him, he's not good to guide the juniors when he's tired, you have to know that the growth of the next juniors is very important...."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, I'll see you next week." With a look of pity saying the mantra Kikumaru climbed down from Fuji Ground.

Fuji still maintains the action of turning the racket, and his curved eyebrows and eyes have not changed a single inch like a crescent moon, but in that elegant smile like the wind, it seems.... A little bit more.

The person who noticed this side glanced at the three of them thoughtfully, and couldn't help but have a touch of contemplation in their eyes.

In the camp of Lihaida, Yukimura clasped his hands, and his delicate and delicate face was an eternal and unchanging soft smile, like a white and flawless lily, shallow, faint, ethereal and real, illusory and quiet.

The purple eyes of the kite looked directly at the Fuji on the opposite platform, the deep whirlpool quietly rotated in the silent ancient pool, the corners of the mouth rose slightly, and the elegant lily bloomed behind him. It seems that there is something interesting to hide from them, although it has nothing to do with their Lihai University, but.... He really wants to know, what should he do?

Thinking about it, his gaze slowly fell to the willow standing on the left. Liu, who was remembering something, suddenly felt a chill jump from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making him shiver coldly, so he turned his head to look for the source of this chill, and happened to meet Yukimura's sight, and when he saw his smile like an elegant lily, the chill on his body was even worse, and sure enough, nothing could escape Yukimura~

Yukimura's line of sight did not respond, but he just looked at the yellow-green balls that were being hit around in the court, and his thoughts flew farther and farther with the balls....

Boom!

Crash!

The ball slammed heavily on the plastic court, and then bounced on the net, and with a thud the net was smashed out, and the ball rustled and swirled there, and the curling green smoke continued to rise from the point where the net met, making a snorting sound, and on the dark green ground, a black ball mark was still smoking there, and the wind blew and drifted around.

“... Uh...."Sakuma Riyo's eyes widened, looking at the figure on the other side who was in a serving position, his purple pupils couldn't help but tremble, his lips opened slightly, and his throat rolled, but he found that his vocal cords were dumb and he couldn't speak.

The weather in February was extremely cold, it seemed that even the air was about to be frozen, the cold wind was bleak, the branches and leaves were swaying, the sparse waves were still ringing, the dead leaves were falling, swaying in the air through the light brown arcs, and then faded and disappeared.... It landed on the ground with a subtle rustling sound.

Bang Bang~

The blue racket fell from Mai Kuwaha's hand to the ground, inadvertently crushing a few dead leaves of late winter, and the royal blue eyes that shrank into an extremely round have not recovered until now.

Under the square lenses, Fujiwara Kuna's orange-purple eyes tightened, and the deep vortex gradually floated up to the pupils that had been silent for many years, sweeping the shock caused by this game.

Yumiko Yanagi looked at the people in the field, her pupils shrank, and she opened her mouth to say something, but found that her lips trembled to the point where she couldn't speak.

The Aihara twins' eyes widened, their lips opened slightly, and they looked at the thin figure in a sluggish and shocked manner, their heartbeats skipped a beat, and it seemed that they had forgotten all about breathing.

Risa Goto sat on the high chair, her blue-purple pupils hidden under the lenses trembled, fine beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead, and her hands couldn't help but grasp the armrests on both sides, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

Mieko Arai looked at the tennis ball and the protruding wire that was deep in the net with a blank expression, the hand holding the racket tightened, and opened her mouth to look at the person standing in the middle of the court in disbelief.

His eyes widened, and his orange pupils reflected the person wearing the king of spades, and Yuki Kitajima's brain paused for a moment, and the incredible scene still lingered in his mind.

Wow –

The wind, swept across their fluttering hair, leaving a faint arc of dead leaves that kept flying in the invisible air, and then the hazel arc was formed, vanished, generated, disappeared....

The fluttering clothes crackled in the cold wind, mixed with the sound of falling leaves, like the sound of a tidal wave.

Looking condescendingly at the opponent who fell on the plastic floor, the voice as indifferent as frost slowly slipped out of Sakura's mouth, and his tone was cold, "A tiger is a tiger after all, and it can never become a docile cat, even if you are sleeping, that sharp claw is still enough to tear you apart." ”

Wow –

The wind is still blowing.

Tennis balls, rackets, trees, cold winds, dead leaves, isolated in the court, seem to be old for hundreds of years, and what has fallen silent is the imperial domineering that has not changed for thousands of years.

Everyone, trembling pupils, reflected the white figure, shocked. In just three minutes, they defeated Sakuma Riyo, Rao is skills have made a qualitative leap, and they dare not say that they can do this, and Sakuraichi is actually as powerful.

Looking at the people on the other side of the court, Sakuma Riyo's eyes widened, and the invisible pressure instantly permeated his heart, beads of sweat slowly slid down his cheeks, and his trembling lips opened, but he couldn't speak at all. Then he fell to the ground with a thud.

Glancing at Sakuma Riyo and the others who were tired and fell to the ground, Sakura's pupils narrowed slightly, "Throw them out." ”

"Huh? Forehead. Yuki Kitajima, who was the first to come back to his senses, and the two first-graders who had been staying in the court heard Sakuraichi's words and walked towards these main choices.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Nanae Akasaka, who was lying on the opposite court, screamed suddenly, and then bounced off the ground with his head in his arms and ran out of the court. Seeing this, several other people also got up from the ground with all their strength, and left and right with Sakuma Riyo left and right, and the speed was as if there was a ghost chasing behind him. Obviously, they were afraid of Sakuraichi and them.

Retracting the gaze that fell on them, Sakuraichi turned his head and looked at the rest of the members, after the nine people left in Sakuma, they had already spontaneously stood in a row, Sakura narrowed his eyelids, and said indifferently: "From today on, I am your minister, do you have any opinions?" ”

Fujiwara Kuna Hachi didn't speak, they never had a problem with Sakuraichi's words, and they also knew that Sakuraichi said this for the two first-graders.

"No... No. ”

Tomosa Aizawa and Sakako Aoki waved their hands together, they are not stupid, they still have opinions after watching nine games, especially Sakuraichi's game, but they are a little uneasy and apprehensive in their hearts.

Glancing at them, Sakuraichi turned his head, "Everyone is all together?" ”

"Well, how is that possible?" Goto Risa curled her hair and smiled elegantly and easily, "There are a total of 21 people in the women's tennis department, in addition to the nine main candidates who just left, there are two first-year members who have not come, one is Ryuzaki Coach's granddaughter Ryuzaki Sakurano, and the other is Genji Saina, the deputy head of the music club." Ryuzaki Sakurano took a leave of absence to go to the men's tennis dormitory as a volunteer, and Genji Saina did not ask for leave. ”

"Dismiss Genji," Sakuraichi said indifferently, glanced at Aizawa and Aoki, raised his eyebrows slightly, and met her eyes, Aizawa's cold hair suddenly rose, and Sakuraichi continued to speak: "Since I am the minister, then I will reformulate the rules." ”