The boring beginning, playing and playing, is exciting, the speed is getting faster and faster, the strength is getting bigger and bigger, and the sound of "bang bang bang" is full of blood.

"So fast!"

"Maori seniors are quite powerful."

"Of course, he is the trump card of our Lihai University."

"But I think Nioh is even better, he's scoring all the time."

The player who had just exaggerated glanced at the score and stopped talking.

……

Mori Shouzaburo looked at the white hair opposite, he often skips training, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't have strength, but the first-year juniors opposite him made him feel the pressure.

"Poof~!"

Nioh smiled and looked at the Maori senior opposite, he would not show mercy, especially when there was a small minister watching, "Senior, I won this game." ”

Maori didn't speak.

On the side of the court, the players of the second and third grades of Lihai University were cheering him on.

"Maori, haha, you have to come on, beat him!"

"Kill the majesty of the first grade!"

"That's it, you're our trump card, and it's too embarrassing to lose to a first-grader!"

"Maori, the face of our seniors is all saved by you alone."

"That's right, Matsumoto definitely won't be able to beat Yukimura."

Acting Minister Matsumoto: "......".

Come on, come on, but there's no need to involve him.

"It's noisy!"

Maori looked at the group of teammates who were jumping up and down, clearly uneasy, kind, and even gloating, and said that he hoped they would win, but in fact he wished he would lose.

Well, it must be revenge for his frequent skipping of training.

The heart eye is too small.

Nioh looked at the group of people who were heckling, and his smile was even brighter, the training of the Lihai University Tennis Club was not the heaviest but heavier, and every player was required to complete it meticulously, which was no room for kindness.

Stern and even harsh, but it does not mean that their relationship is not good, on the contrary, in the days of sweating together, Nioh can even proudly say that the cohesion of their tennis club is also without dead ends.

Just look at the Maori seniors and his teammates.

"The popularity of the seniors is very good, I really envy the seniors." Nioh spoke with a wicked amusement.

Maori puffed out his face directly.

"What do you mean?" As soon as Marui heard Nioh's words, he paused for a moment, instantly understood, and jumped up directly, "Nioh, come on!" ”

He won't lose when it comes to coming on.

This cheer, the first-year team members also cheered Nioh on.

Maori is even more angry, listening to the encouragement of the juniors, how normal, how sincere.

Returning the ball hard, it wasn't that easy to win against him.

This game is all about tennis, but the speed, strength, skill, etc. alone are enough to dazzle and amaze these players.

And then.

It's over.

Six to zero.

Maori was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Is he a genius?

That's definitely yes.

But why was it cut to zero?

Or was it shaved by the little white hair of the first grade?

The second- and third-year team members who had just started to coax were quiet at this time, and Miyazawa thought for a while and said, "Maori, don't worry, I was also cut by Yukimura." ”

"And me."

"I'm also cut to pieces by Nioh."

……

Maori looked at his teammates, these are all positive or quasi-positive selections, even if the strength is not as good as him, but don't forget that last year they won the runner-up in the national competition.

So, isn't his strength insufficient?

Is this year's first-year freshman too strong?

I have to say, Maori feels comforted.

While a group of people were surrounding Mori, Nioh had already returned to Yukimura's side, walking on the left, Sanada, Marui, and Kuwabara, who he was looking at on the right, were on his left, and Yanagi was on Sanada's right.

Yukimura, who wore a yellow jersey jacket, walked in the middle, "Maori seniors. ”

"Yukimura."

Even if Mori skipped training, he still knew the six members of Yukimura.

"It's ugly to lose!"

The smiling Yukimura's words were not gentle at all.

Maori: "!! ”。

I want to cry in my heart!

"The next time my seniors skip training, think about this game."

Yukimura feels that he is not a minister yet, even if he is very dissatisfied with the behavior of his predecessors who skip training, it is not easy to say too much, and with so many players here now, he also wants to save a little face for his seniors.

It's just that after he became a minister, if his seniors still skipped training, he wouldn't be polite.

Maori looked at the six who left in style, and looked at his teammates with aggrieved eyes, but there was no writing in it, "Hurry up and say something to comfort me".

Teammates: "......".

"Mori, Yukimura is right, you really lose ugly." Miyamoto spoke.

Maori: "......".

Is it really good for someone who has also been cut to zero to say this?

"Who told you to skip training!"

Matsumoto said angrily: "If you think about it a little, you will know that Yukimura is such a gentle person, and his intention in saying this is just to want you to train well, and you are embarrassed to be wronged." ”

"That's it, Maori, you're a senior, it's time to be sensible."

"Yukimura didn't say anything when he cut us down before, no, he cares about us a lot."

"Maori, it's time for you to reflect."

Maori: "!! ”。

It's too much.

Yukimura, Yukimura.

You've only been with him for a long time.

We've been fighting side by side for a year, right, isn't it so unreliable?

"Matsumoto, it seems that the next match between you and Yukimura will be?"

Miyamoto reminded.

Jun Matsumoto nodded with a serious face, "Don't worry, I'll do my best not to be cut to zero." ”

"Come on!"

One by one, his teammates took turns patting Matsumoto's shoulder, and Mori, who had just been in the center, was pushed to the edge.

Mori looked at Matsumoto, who was unproductive, thought about it, and decided to watch the match between the two.

How loud was the cheering just now.

How quiet the stadium was after the game.

Maori: "......".

Lost so quickly.

It was cut to zero.

"Yukimura, you're really welcome." Matsumoto regained his vision and said with a smile, "Can anyone really break this trick of yours?" ”

"Tanejima-senpai broke free with three balls."

Yukimura said this fact with a smile.

That's a kind of island, okay?

Matsumoto silently calculated the gap between him and Tanejima-senpai.

Forget it, still don't forget it.

The result will only be more heartbreaking.

"In the future, the Lihai Tennis Club will be handed over to you." Matsumoto opened his mouth and said, he didn't have much nostalgia for the position of minister, Yukimura's strength and hard work, he saw it in his eyes during this time, and there was nothing to worry about.

In the third year of the country, tennis is very important, but the matter of going to school is not sloppy.

"Senior, rest assured!"

Yukimura said in a firm tone: "I will definitely accomplish the goal that Tanejima's predecessors did not achieve, and lead the Lihai University Tennis Club to win the national championship!" ”

"Good."

Matsumoto's smile was more sincere.

Nioh looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but think of what happened to Tezuka in his previous life, in comparison, Lihai Da is really the best, with good seniors taking the lead, and the same is true when they become seniors in the future, and while caring for the juniors, it will also give the juniors enough room to grow.