After a while, the bus drove back to the hotel. The players were filled with joy, won the game, and now the Japanese team is in the quarterfinals. Moreover, it is stepping on the corpse of the European giant, how can they not be proud.

Ahead, the phoenix stopped, and after explaining a few words to everyone, a faint smile appeared on his majestic face: "Okay!" Today is a half-day holiday, but you are not allowed to overdo it! ”

"Okay!" “yes！” "Uncle is the best!"

The crowd suddenly boiled, and Phoenix's words were more gratifying than victory. Phoenix frowned, and was about to explain a few words, when he saw the crowd in front of him scattered, leaving only an empty hall.

His face sank, eased, and turned helpless. He shook his head with a wry smile, turned around and walked towards the council room, where there was still business!

A group of people dispersed, but someone's work was just beginning.

Qian frowned and walked down the empty hallway. Although the opponent won 3-0, it also means that the opponent in the next game will be more tricky. As a team counselor, the pressure on him is not small.

"Wait! Qianjun! ”

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him. After a pause, he turned around with a complicated mood. Not far away, Shiraishi walked briskly.

It's him! As soon as he thought about it, he knew the purpose of the other party looking for him.

Approaching, Bai Shi got straight to the point and said, "Qianjun, are you going to prepare the information for the next opponent?" ”

Dry nodded.

Shiraishi was overjoyed and continued: "Then please back up Nadal's information to me!" ”

Really! The other party came to ask for information about Nadal. Qian nodded, and said without a little expression: "Okay! I'll send you a copy after I'm done with the file! ”

"Thank you very much!" Shiraishi smiled and thanked him. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he asked again, "That's right! Is there still a copy of the contestant information for this competition, and give me a copy too! ”

"It's not still there, I'll send it to you when I get back!" Qian nodded, he was a little stunned, he didn't know what the other party wanted this information for. Although that Djokovic is also a super genius, he can't threaten the person in front of him now, right?

"Then I'll go first! Bye! Seeing that the other party was absent-minded, Shiraishi didn't bother anymore and returned to the room after saying goodbye.

In the room, Nanako had already made a cup of hot tea and was looking at him with a smile.

Bai Shi's heart warmed, and then he stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and rubbed it gently. He looked up at her and said, "Nanako, come here with me, you're tired, right?" ”

He admits that he has not done what his boyfriend should do, although he thinks that she is equal to the status of tennis, but in fact, the time of the two dating is less than one-tenth of the practice.

Looking at a pair of affectionate black eyes in front of her, the bitterness in Nanako's heart was suddenly watered by sweetness, she pursed her lips and raised willow eyebrows: "Hmph!" It's good to know! ”

Seeing her delicate appearance, Bai Shi couldn't help but poke his head over and was about to kiss her on the face. At this moment, there was a sudden brisk ringtone on the computer, which was a prompt tone to accept the email.

Helplessly, Shiraishi lightly tapped her cheek and scratched her nose. Turn around and open the information sent by Qian. Suddenly, Nanako's face was dyed with a touch of pink, and looking at the seriously engaged figure in front of her, her eyes were like water, and she gradually became stupid.

Suddenly, a look of doubt flashed in her eyes. Because, Shiraishi's face gradually became solemn. She looked at the display screen and couldn't help but read it softly: "Dimir. Vissarionovic, 17, former member of the German professional selection team"

For a moment, her little head was a little dizzy. What does he think of Germany's profile, isn't the next opponent Spain? Also, what a strange name this German has!

An hour later.

In the council room, the phoenix and the ghost had solemn faces, the latter was no longer injured, but for some reason, he did not start this game. Saito and Kurobe's faces sank like water, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

At this time, Mifune, who was lying on the soft leather chair, suddenly opened his eyes, tapped his knuckles lightly on the tabletop, and said in a deep voice: "Go pick him up!" ”

Hearing this, Saito slowly got up, put a pleasant smile on his face at some point, and turned to leave.

The room fell silent again. In the oppressive atmosphere, the phoenix's eyelids jumped back and forth, as if to indicate something. He staggered his hands together, but he didn't make a sound.

Beside him, the aura on the ghost's body was dark and obscure, undulating. Suddenly, the eyes of Shura under the red hair opened, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Head coach! Why did you hand him over to Germany?? ”

Mifune didn't speak, and the atmosphere was even more depressed!

"He is not Germanic, and the last three generations have been in Japan, so why would the other side threaten us with international negotiations?" The voice is like a powerful thunderbolt, and the questioning is chiseled!

Mifune still didn't speak, seeing that the situation was not good, Phoenix was ready to open his mouth to break the siege. At this time, Mifune raised his head, his face was full of exhaustion, this weakness startled the phoenix beside him, and the aura on the ghost's body also decreased a lot.

"Because" the voice trembled, as if the old man was dying, and he had long lost the ruthlessness of the training team members.

"Because, we are Japan! It's the desert of tennis," Kurobe interrupted suddenly, exhaustion and helplessness in his tone. "Tennis Desert?!"

The dark aura on the ghost's body dissipated, as if he thought of something, and his eyes were stunned. The phoenix sighed and lowered her hands like a helpless child

In the practice room, Kirihara is playing against Caizen.

At this moment, he has opened the realm of selflessness, however, his strength has increased greatly, but he is unable to defeat his opponent. The other party is like a ghostly cloud, the breath is difficult to catch, looking at the '3:3' on the score board, he sighed in his heart:

"Worthy of the people of the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple! This guy is very strong! ”

He is very familiar with the trick of being able to conjure up others before money. Suffering is a blessing, and for more than two years, he has not planted on this. However, the feeling given to him by the person on the other side was a little different from that of the fox.

He couldn't catch his opponent's movements, and could only feel them after the tennis ball was knocked out. The other party seems to be wrapped in mist, like a cloud!

"Could it be him!"

Kirihara's eyes widened as if he had thought of something, but then suppressed the thought. The guy in front of him can't reach that point, that would be terrifying!

A wave of blood permeated the surface of his skin, and his black hair turned snow-white. In Caiqian's eyes, Kirihara's aura rose suddenly, but there was no evil.

"Tread"

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the hall, and the voice of the person who came came majestically: "Chiya! Stop the game and follow me! ”

"And you, Nioh! Stop playing, follow me! ”

Heizenyuki, who was pranking Kenya, stopped his movements and turned into Nioh dressed in blue, he looked at the person in front of him and wondered, "Sanada, what's wrong?" ”

Sanada Jian shook his eyebrows: "Go pick up someone!" ”

Pick up people?

Kirihara was stunned, and the blood-red color faded. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he was pleasantly surprised: "Is he back?" ”

Nioh's racket paused as well, his face trembling, and a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. Compared with Kirihara, who is straightforward by nature, he has a deeper mind, and his emotional changes are almost non-existent.

"Are you back?" Cai Qian had a smile on his face, and his slightly deep eyes blinked.

"What's the situation?" Qian also looked at the strange atmosphere on the field blankly, and couldn't help but speak. However, Nioh just smiled and shook his head, apologized, and left with Sanada Kirihara.

And after a few people left, his eyes under his brown bangs also blinked, and his thoughts surged: "Are you back, that guy!" ”

When the three of them arrived at the hall, Saito and Yanagi were already waiting there. Seeing the sweat that had not yet dissipated, Liu nodded, very satisfied.

"Let's go!" Saito nodded, got into the car with a few people, and drove towards the airport

At the same time, Shiraishi also finished reading the information that Qianchuan had received. The brows furrowed into an inverted figure, and Nanako next to her looked distressed, she stepped forward, put her hands on his temples, and rubbed them gently.

Shiraishi's body shook and then calmed down. When he thinks about things, he easily brings himself into it and is very sensitive to external objects. Turning his head and looking at the data on the computer again, he was in a very uneasy mood.

"Vissarionovich was once considered a lifelong enemy by Polk?" However, when he was 15 years old, he suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already the captain of the Cypriot team! If it weren't for patience, I wouldn't have been able to find it at all.

"He's from Serbia and Montenegro, right?" Shiraishi's heart moved, and something suddenly came to mind.

"Da Da Da"

Hands quickly tapped on the keyboard, pressed enter, and in an instant, several huge keywords appeared on the screen.

"That's exactly what happened"

Looking at the line of 'International Tennis Talent Exchange Program' in front of him, which was depicted in thick red lines, Shiraishi couldn't calm down for a long time. He looked up, his eyes shining with wisdom.

"So, he's the one on our side?"

At the airport, it is already five o'clock in the afternoon, look at the time, the other party's plane is almost there.

Saito parked the car, while the other four had already entered the hall. Kirihara looked around eagerly, but there were hundreds of thousands of people entering and leaving Melbourne every day, and in the vast sea of people, he could only see the surging heads, and he could only distinguish between whites and yellows.

"Akaya, don't be in a hurry!" Sanada said in a flat tone.

However, his trembling hands on his cuffs could not hide from Yanagi and Nioh. Among the several people, the most excited is not Kirihara, but this guy. The two looked at each other and smiled, but they didn't break it.

After a while, Saito walked over and beckoned a few people to sit down.

As the minutes passed, the flow of people gradually decreased, but the frequency of the plane by Yukimura was still missing. Kirihara was a little anxious and muttered, "Coach Saito, did you mistake the time?" ”

Seeing Kirihara's cute face, Saito twitched his cheeks, and then said indifferently: "That's right." It should be a delay! ”

At this time, a staff member looked like a person walking towards this side, Kirihara's eyes lit up, and he suddenly rushed to the other party. The white security guard was startled, and immediately glared at the Asian imp in front of him.

"Hey, when will XX9527 arrive?"

Listening to Kirihara's description in Japanese-English, the white security guard was stunned at first, and then replied in standard Japanese: "I'm sorry, this flight is not available at this airport!" ”

No?

Not only Kirihara, but the four people behind him were also stunned. Saito took out his mobile phone and shook it in front of the security guard, and explained it again in English, but the answer he got was still no.

"I said, is this the old man, the head coach is fixing us?" Kirihara thought of the beach race a few days ago and couldn't help but say.

The Sanada three frowned and thought about it, but they reluctantly found that this possibility was very high.

Saito was stunned on the spot, could it really be that the head coach of the entrance was angry with himself? Thinking about the signing of the agreement for the exchange program, he was one of them, and the whole person shuddered.

At this time, a clear voice said, "Everyone, what are you doing here?" ”

Hearing the sound, several people turned their heads to look at each other at the same time. I saw a young man with a suitcase, wearing light blue clothes, and flowing blue hair looking at a few people. The eyes are as deep as the stars, shimmering with blue brilliance, like a whirlpool, and can devour people's spirits.

The temperament is dusty, like a son of God!

Note: The previous chapter time has been modified, and Yukimura set off a few hours before their race.