"It is reported that the friendly tennis match between Japan and the United States will kick off in 10 days, and the Japanese team will arrive in the United States soon......"

"This friendly match is a grand event for the exchange of tennis between Japan and the United States, and the teams of both sides have extremely talented young players who have become famous......

"All parties showed great interest in this friendly match......

There was a faint shouting sound outside the window, and in the office, after closing the American media webpage browsing, Coach Ryuzaki pinched his eyebrows, and there was some inconspicuous worry in his eyes.

I don't know what will happen when I go to the United States.

Thinking of those phone calls a few days ago, Ryuzaki sighed, shook his head and stood up, ready to go downstairs to see the group of teenagers who were preparing for the national competition.

Where...... It's all "war" constantly.

Not only Coach Ryuzaki, but also the news of the friendly match in the American media has also been widely broadcast and publicized on the other side of the ocean, which has aroused the attention of many tennis fans and industry insiders.

But at the same time, on a special plane that was flying to the dream country, one of the main teams in the news, the Japanese team, fell into an almost dead silence.

Except for the roar outside the window, the only sound in the cabin could be heard from time to time tapping on the keyboard under the first finger and a low, slightly tired snoring.

As far as the eye can see, the portholes are pulled down the visors, and all the team members in the dimly lit cabin are falling into a deep stupor with their eyes closed.

Yesterday's one-day intensive training was three times as much as usual, and the perverted training content almost squeezed out everyone's last bit of strength.

After the end, the tired and paralyzed people came to the airport without resting, and the excessive load of the body led to this situation of "death" of all the people.

Tucked the blanket on the seat next to him and put it on Yamazawa's body, Hatsunama looked around, his eyes behind the lenses didn't flicker, he only retracted his gaze and didn't know what was being arranged by tapping on the keyboard.

"Hey! Jason! You're here too! ”

The sports reporters who were squatting at the airport were all familiar with each other, and they met and said hello at this moment.

"Yo! Haven't you arrived yet? ”

"It's coming, it's estimated to be coming out!"

Several people squatted on the ground with long guns and short cannons, chatting head to head.

"Hey, guys! Do you know where Japan's guidance comes from? ”

One of them spoke mysteriously, with a mysterious face that "I have a big secret in my mouth".

"Do you want to say...... He came out of MK? ”

But before he could say the suspense, the other person picked up the conversation, and laughed when he saw that the person was holding his breath and didn't come out, but the others looked at each other with a look of surprise.

“MK？ Just kidding. ”

"Yes, didn't you say he was only in his twenties......"

Professionals on this side of the mixed tennis world have heard of MK training camps, which have observation and selection points all over the world, and are based in Germany, where they are known for their extremely high-quality and high-intensity perverted training methods.

There are very few players who can come out of MK, but almost all of them can rush to the top with great strength; In addition, MK is very special in that it will not only attract golfers, but more precious than golfers, it will be the coaches it has trained single-handedly.

MK's coaches have long occupied most of the coaching seats of the world's top teams, and they continue to promote MK's golden sign with their unique and extremely accurate vision.

Every three years, MK sends out invitations to talented players who appreciate it, and each time it will not exceed the number of slaps, in addition, it can also be selected after observation, and the same process is strict, and lucky people are rare.

No one knows how to find or recruit those who are not the strongest but have a unique and discerning talent for coaching, only that every few years, one or two amazing and glamorous "finished products" will leave the factory and be coaxed by the teams.

Except for the players and coaches who came out of MK, no one knew how it was trained, and those who knew it were silent.

The only thing that is clear is that unless you pass the extremely difficult examination, you don't want to come out again if you go in, it is a fortress base like a prison.

Therefore, because of the many mysteries and strengths, MK training camp is also called "gold mecca" by some people in the industry, and is yearned for by many golfers.

"However, speaking of MK, isn't there one of the American teams who came out of there?"

mentioned this stubble, regardless of the truth or falsehood of the other party's guidance, several reporters invariably remembered the amazing and glamorous talent darling.

"Ahh

Everyone nodded in harmony, looking at the exit that had not yet come, and chatting together about gossip.

"Right...... The last time I wanted to interview her, I was rejected again. ”

"Hahaha! I admire you when I see her, and I interview her! ”

Recently, a person who has been known to have been out of MK for almost two years was also invited to join the team this time.

"Speaking of which, it's surprising that the young lady would agree to join the team. Doesn't she hardly participate in such exchange competitions? ”

"Grapevine...... There were people over there that she was interested in. ”

"Oh......"

Ignorantly wrote down their hearts, and everyone was about to continue the discussion, but one of the sharp-eyed glanced back and caught a glimpse of the shadow.

"Hey! Here it comes! It's out! ”

Slowly walking out of the exit was a group of people from the Japanese team.

Led by the long-standing Hatsumei, the team members in all black training uniforms carried bags and walked out with large and small suitcases.

It's just that......

Several reporters took a few photos "click", looked at the bright skylight, and were a little puzzled, why this group of people are like wilted flowers, each yawning and having no energy, and the plane for more than ten hours has not been said to be good?

"Oops......"

Walking in the line, Leo, who was right in front of Sakurano and Izuyin, yawned, glanced at the reporter who was clicking not far away, and muttered indistinctly.

"Pat pat pat and shoot anywhere. It's all to blame on that cold-faced devil, who made us sleepy and tearful one by one, and it didn't look good on camera. ”

"Hello! What are your expectations for this visit? Do you have any goals for the results of the friendly matches? ”

Before the group could take a few steps, a swarm of reporters surrounded them, but they were extremely enthusiastic.

But......

The reporters looked at the team members who rubbed their eyes and ignored them, and were extremely flexible enough to squeeze through the crowd and get out, and they were speechless for a moment, and they could only look at the few people who had fled away before they could see their faces clearly.

Fortunately...... The reporters' starry eyes returned to the first name, who was still surrounded and did not move, and the girl next to him who looked delicate and well-behaved with half of her face covered, full of anticipation.

"Hello, please say a few words."

"There is anticipation. There are goals. ”

"Good, good! Can you elaborate on that! ”

Hatsuna took off his glasses, looked at the flashing lights of the reporters, Zangjin's sharp eyes flashed, and led the girl next to him to slowly walk out under the escort of the guards who came.

"No comment."

The cold and flat voice revealed a hint of desperate banter in a kind of noise.

The reporters who stayed in place looked at the team that had gone away, and said with tears on their faces that they would not play their cards according to the routine...... How are they going to pick it up......

"The Japanese team arrived in the United States, and everyone was tired and seemed unprepared for the game!"

"The Japanese coach said he was looking forward to the game and hiding the winning ace!"

"...... of the Japanese Team Members"

In the midst of many new news, the Japanese players who exploded said they didn't have time to care about their sleepy-eyed airport appearance.

Because......

"Everyone works in groups to do 300 rounds of training, and one group of daily training."

Hatsuna watched the team members get out of the car one by one, and there was a hint of unexpectedly accustomed despair in their tired eyes, so he helped his glasses and pushed the door open.

"I really want to know why he has set up a training ground before he came to the United States......"

The luggage was loaded directly into the truck, and the rest of the team was pulled directly to a private training venue, where they cried without tears in the face of the huge empty court.

"Can you eat and practice again! I didn't eat the plane meal! ”

Leo, who had slept directly after the meal, fell to his knees weakly in the bright venue, grabbed the ground with his head, and wept bitterly.

"Can you not be so ruthless, so ruthless, so unreasonable!"

As everyone knows, Leo, who has become the mascot of the team for everyone to watch and entertain in boring training, is still crying, but he doesn't notice the slowly approaching ...... The figure.

"At the end of today's training, you can do another 200 squats, and you won't be allowed to eat dinner if you can't finish it."

A bolt from the blue!

Leo looked up stupidly and looked at the back of Hatsuna, who had already walked away...... Two lines of tears were shed in the wind.

It's not his fault that he's too handsome......

Why did he have to bear all the pain......

"Hey!"

After watching the farce in the distance, Izuku turned his head and shook it in front of Sakurano, who had been looking at the void from time to time since he got off the plane.

"Come back to your senses!"

"Huh?"

In the middle of the night, he woke up suddenly, and Sakurano looked away, only to see some complicated eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Shaking his head with a complicated face, Izumi watched Sakurano turn around and was about to walk away to train beside Xia Luo, but he still couldn't help but ask.

"When are you going to go back?"

"Go back?"

Stunned for a moment, Sakurano stopped and reacted.

She looked at the eyes that were a little complicated and hid a lot of more than just expectation or something, and smiled, and the ink in her eyes faded.

"I want to go back right away."

"Nope."

She paused, and the gloom on her face had faded at the mention of it, and there was only a faint smile, with a shallow hint of relief from her heart.

"I want to see him right away."

Hearing the flat voice say such clear and firm words, Izumi was stunned and looked at the back of the person who walked away for a long time, and the mood in his eyes changed several times, and finally ......

She just, smiled.

Bright and proud...... Let go of your worries.

Like an aged knot...... Finally unraveled.

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