After school, Qian walked in the hallway and looked at the data in his notebook, his eyebrows frowning slightly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The info notebook records the information of the eight girls who just transferred today, and the eight girls, who transferred on the same day, joined the tennis club at the same time, and the data proves that they are very close to each other.

But what made him puzzled was that these girls were obviously not in the same school before, and the area was far apart, no matter how far away they were, it was impossible to get together, but their relationship was surprisingly good, and even two of them were the younger sisters of Lihai Dasanada and Yanagi respectively, but these two people didn't know each other at all in Lihai Dasa, what brought them together?

There is a serious shortage of data~

Stopped, and the white light on the highly reflective lenses flashed, "Well, it seems that I can only ask Lianji." ”

The sun was scorching at half-past three, and the blinding sunlight made it a little difficult to open one's eyes, and the heat from the ground baked the invisible air into distortions.

"Yo Xi, you guys are new to joining, aren't you?" In the women's tennis court, a Zhengxuan wearing a blue and white sportswear stood in front of the six girls, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, "Since you are in the first grade, let's pick up the ball." ”

"Well," Risa Goto looked at the other party's departing back, still with an easy-going and elegant smile on her face, "It's really an annoying look." ”

"Na, Rina, there are so few people." The lollipop in Shoko Aihara's mouth turned around, and Yumiko Yanagi was hung up with a bang.

Rina Aihara yawned, rubbed her sleepy-eyed eyes, glanced around, and then said lazily, "Al Ale, it's really a lot." ”

"No way," Yumiko Yanagi rubbed Rina's hair, and her smile was very kind, "Japanese women's tennis is like this, and it's good for someone to participate." ”

Fujiwara Kuna twitched her eyelids and did not speak. Turning his head to look at the fifteen people in the field, including Zhengxuan, a ghostly light crossed the square lenses.

I saw that among the fifteen people, six hid in the shade of the trees to enjoy the shade, and drank a sip of drink from time to time, five of which were the right choice; Seven other people stood on the court and chatted, including three positive selections, while exchanging photos of the boys in the men's tennis in their hands; The remaining two sat on the ground, one positive and one non-positive, and the two were talking about the grand occasion of the men's tennis tournament.

Seven of these people were third-graders, five were second-graders, and three were first-graders. And the girl who shouted them to pick up the ball before was a third-grade senior, named Sakuma Ling, who was the head of the women's tennis department, and her strength was average.

Since they didn't play at all, there wasn't a single tennis ball scattered on the court. Looking at the tennis box on one side, there are very few tennis balls in it.

Walking over and picking up a tennis ball and looking at it, Fujiwara Kuna closed her eyelids, and her orange-purple pupils swirled faintly. The color of the ball has tended to be yellow-brown instead of yellow-green, and it is covered with various traces of friction, and there are tiny pompoms on the surface, which you can tell at a glance that they are old, and if you guess correctly, they are still used in men's tennis.

"It's all used." Yumiko Yanagi also walked over, picked up one casually and played with it, with a smile as light as water on her face, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking at all.

"The nets were also used," Goto Risa said, holding the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and the very dark midline nets appeared on the clear glass lenses, and the white areas were already dyed with light gray, "It seems that they were all replaced by men's nets." ”

Yumiko Yanagi threw the tennis ball in her hand to the tennis box opposite, only to hear a bang and enter, and then slowly spoke, "Interesting, isn't it?" ”

"Ahhh," Risa Goto's mouth drew a haughty arc, "I'm really looking forward to Sakuraichi's return, I won't be participating in the qualifying round until she comes back." ”

The lollipop in Shoko Aihara's mouth changed direction, and her burgundy eyes blinked, "Na, I don't want to participate in Sakuraichi's absence." ”

"I'm going to be doing some research on the cuisine of various countries recently, especially Chinese cuisine," Yuki Kitajima tilted his head and said with a shy smile, "Also, I want to take the position of head of the culinary department, so I won't participate in the qualifying tournament." ”

"Ale Ale, you want to make something delicious for me." Rina Aihara yawned and spoke, then walked to the side and sat down and began to sleep, she was too tired from training yesterday and she hadn't slept enough.

"It looks like everyone won't be participating in qualifying for the time being."

"Uh-huh." Fujiwara Kuna narrowed her eyelids and answered coldly, which was an answer to Yumiko Yagyu's words.

However, before Yanagi could speak, the sound of a quarrel rang out, coming from far and near.

"You stupid stupid road idiot, how many times have I told you that the women's tennis department is on the left." Mai Kuwawa glared at Mieko Arai with an angry face, two clusters of angry flames burning in her royal blue eyes.

"Knock! You well-limbed idiot, who are you talking about? Mieko Arai approached her, glaring angrily at a pair of burgundy eyes, her face almost touching Mai Kuwaha.

"Ahhh~ Idiot, who do you say is an idiot?"

"Dongqia, do you want to fight me? White, idiot. ”

Boom!

Boom!

Cracking sound......

"Well, it seems to be very energetic." Goto curled a strand of hair and smiled easily and elegantly.

A cold light flashed on the square lens of Fujiwara Kuna, and he said coldly, "It's too slack, Arai, Kuwawa, double the training on the mountain." ”

"Huh?! Don't," Mieko Arai grabbed her hair and begged for mercy bitterly, "Mine has tripled." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Yumiko Yagyu, who was smiling gently and kindly, with a pleading look in her eyes.

"Fujiwara, forget it," Yumiko Yagyu really spoke up to expectations, however, before Mieko Arai could breathe a sigh of relief and listen to Yanagi continue, "Isn't it nice that Arai is like this?" ”

"Ahh Risa Goto, who was standing next to her, opened her notebook and crossed out the original x2 and x4 next to Mieko Arai's name, and changed it to x8 instead.

Woo~

A cool breeze blew, and Mieko Arai was petrified instantly.

The corners of Sang Yu Mai's mouth twitched, and then she whispered an idiot and stopped talking. Who is Yumiko Yagyu? That's a black-bellied superb, and it's a guy who Sakuraichi calls a genius. After getting along for so long and being rectified countless times, Mieko Arai still hasn't learned to behave? You really deserve it.

"Hehe, that's interesting." Yanagi smiled and looked at the weathered Mieko Arai, not feeling guilty at all.

Fujiwara turned her head to look at the venue, in fact, she didn't want to cooperate with Yumiko Yagyu's bad taste, but Sakuraichi was not there, and she always felt that she was less motivated, so she had to adjust the single-celled creatures in the team.

It's just that Qingxue's women's tennis is really disappointing, no, it should be all women's tennis in Japan. If it hadn't been for Sakuraichi, maybe he wouldn't have known where he died for a long time, and if he hadn't played tennis with Goto and the others here, his skills would have been impossible to improve.

It's just that...... Fujiwara Kuna looked beyond the net to look at the distant sky, I don't know, how Sakuraichi is doing.