Net King Returns to the First Generation

"Ah, it's time for my game." Mao Li sat up from the bench in the rest area, and fiddled with his red curly hair: "You guys are quite efficient, I didn't even have time to fall asleep .”

"It's strange to be able to fall asleep in such a noisy environment." Liu Zai said lightly.

"Well, that's right." Molly shrugged.

He took out the racket from his bag, and seeing Nioh and Marui quarreling together, he walked over and touched Nioh's braid: "Hey, senior, I'm so sad. Ever since Nioh, you formed a team with someone else , completely forget about me."

His eyes glanced at the "other" who was sitting upright as if he hadn't experienced a strenuous exercise just now.

Liu Sheng pushed his glasses silently.

"How dare I forget you, senior? Pfft." King Ren turned his head and laughed, "You are much more useful than Liu Sheng, senior."

"Oh?" Maori raised his eyebrows, "While blocking the sun?"

"Then who told you, senior, that you are almost 1.9 meters tall." King Ni didn't mean to deny it at all.

"Hmm, you don't have to be envious, Xiao Niwang. According to your growth trend, 1.8 meters is not a problem." Mao Li laughed, "But Xiao Marui..."

"Hey, why is the war between the two of you spreading to me again!" Marui frowned as expected.

So there was another burst of laughter in the rest area.

Li Hai had already won two doubles matches, and they were complete victories, so he naturally had the energy to laugh and play.

In the rest area of ​​Sitianbao Temple, the atmosphere is completely different.

"I'm sorry." Koishikawa and Caiqian, who had returned, whispered in front of the rest area.

A mixture of frustration and sadness appeared on Caiqian's immature face: "I actually played such an embarrassing game, I am really angry with myself." It started from the etiquette before the game, and the opponent Playing around with this kind of thing.What was the pace of the game like?He can't remember now.

If you use that but Nioh Masaharu to comfort yourself and give yourself an excuse, then he is too cowardly, isn't he?

You will lose the game because you are not strong enough!

"No, there is nothing wrong with Caiqian." Standing aside, Xiao Shichuan sighed, "It's because I failed to cooperate well."

As a senior, standing on the court should play the role of guiding the younger generation.The result was that he was the first to be taken away from the rhythm and control...

As a result of the two people scrambling to blame themselves, the low air pressure hovering over the rest area of ​​Sitianbao Temple became more intense.

Looking at them, Baishi couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

To say that Shiraishi hadn't expected such an ending before, it wasn't like that.It can be predicted that after all, it is only a prediction, which is one of the self-requirements for a minister to consider comprehensively.Otherwise, who would have nothing to worry about when their team lost?

The immersive feeling is too painful.

No, I can't show it. My anxiety and worry can't be noticed by others.I am the minister of Sitianbao Temple.

Thinking of this, Baishi hid all the panic in his heart.He clapped his hands and smiled as usual: "It's all right, don't be discouraged! The game is about to start now!"

"However, if we lose three times in singles, we will lose." Caiqian raised his head slightly.

"Idiot! Don't say any unlucky words! Wouldn't it be better if you win next?" Baishi said so, turned his head to Qianye and said: "Is it, Qianye? Quick battle!"

After saying this, he noticed that something was wrong with the khaki-haired boy who had been standing beside him.

In the past, he was always an enthusiastic and violent young man, but now he was standing with slightly frowned brows and pursed lips, and there were traces of sweat on his temples.

"Qianya..." Shiraishi couldn't help showing a worried expression.

"Next, there will be a three-single match between Tachikai Omori Kosaburo and Shitenbaoji Shinozu Kenya. Please get ready."

"Sure enough, Kosaburo Mori was sent to the stage for the third singles match, Hara Tetsu." Osamu Watanabe bit his toothpick, with a smile of unknown meaning on the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Zhe, who was standing beside him, closed his eyes: "Of course."

Oops, the moment he saw Mori walking on the field, he had the urge to pick up the racket and go up. Obviously, he has decided to treat this game as a homework for the younger generations, right...

Yuan Zhe opened his eyes and pursed his lips.He turned his head slightly, and saw Qian also picked up the racket placed beside the chair, with a serious expression on his face that he had never seen before.He saw fear and withdrawal in those eyes that were always alive.

Xiaoqian also...

Yuan Zhe suppressed that sigh.

"Kenya-kun, let's go with all our energy~" Xiaochun, who also noticed something wrong with Kenya, tried to attract Kenya's attention with his joking tone and movements, in order to achieve the purpose of relaxing.But……

Qian didn't look back.No response at all.

"Ah!" Xiaochun clenched his fists on his chin in disbelief, shaking his head from side to side: "Why, why won't you complain to me~! Scoundrel~"

Qian also turned his head when he heard the words, and cast a sharp look.

Xiaochun froze in place for two seconds, sighed softly: "But that scary expression is so touching~"

"What, do you want to have an affair? Haru! Do you want to die?!" Yuji who was standing next to him uttered such lines reflexively.

Qian Ye didn't want to pay attention to this pair of pseudo-gay partners at all.

His eyes shifted to Baishi on the other side: "Baishi, get ready to warm up."

Eh?

Shiraishi looked at Kenya with wide eyes in surprise.

"I'll definitely let you play!" The boy who left these words had unprecedented firmness in his eyes.

Shiraishi could see Kenya's determination from that look, although he still felt that Kenya's condition was not very good, he still laughed, clenched his fists and said to Kenya: "Well, please!"

As if hearing something that could give him confidence and strength, Qian also slightly raised the corners of his lips, turned and walked onto the court.

After witnessing this scene, Osamu Watanabe turned his head and asked, "How is it, Yuan Zhe? Do you think Qianye..."

"No way." Disappointed, Yuan Zhe closed his eyes and said such words mercilessly.

"Can't you?" Watanabe Osamu repeated.

"To actually go on stage without making any complaints about Xiaochun's absolute joke, he is too unfunny." Yuan Zhe said with his eyes closed.

"So it refers to this..." Osamu Watanabe said helplessly.

It's just that both of them knew in their hearts that it wasn't just this that didn't work.

When Maori stood on the court, his aura was completely different from usual.Taciturn, arrogant, merciless, ruthless to opponents and ruthless to himself, and will do whatever it takes to win.It is a typical Lihai big impression.

When they shook hands, they were touched and released, and even "please advise me" was perfunctory, and the back of turning around and walking towards his own half also had an arrogant background.

In the past, when encountering such an opponent, Qian would definitely provoke a few words unconvinced, but...

He gritted his teeth and looked at Maori's back, clenched his fists fiercely and walked back to his half.

The right to the ball belongs to Sitian Baosi.

Hit the tennis ball to the ground and catch it.Qian Ye, who was doing this back and forth, made Yuan Zhe on the sidelines sigh: "It's completely tense, over there."

He turned his head to see Baishi who was nervous and concerned, and complained helplessly: "This is the same."

Once he stood on the field, Mao Li always had a mocking smile on his lips that was not pleasing to the eye.

Nioh once complained: "Senior, you are always like this, but the opponent's firepower is all directed at me."

"That's because you're the one with the mocking effect, little Nioh." Mao Li bowed and put on Nioh's shoulder with a smile.

"Obviously senior, your taunting effect is better." Ren Wang spread his hands, "They just see that I can deal with it better. Puff."

"Well, let me thank you, buddy?"

King Ni squinted at the senior who said "agree, agree quickly", turned around mercilessly, and walked away with his pigtails: "Senior, you should hurry back and play singles."

"Hey, is the one-year friendship so shallow?"

"Senior, that's enough. It's been said that you are the one who goes to play singles first. I've always been in the doubles position."

The only people who can say such things to Maori are his teammates.

On weekdays, he is lazy and always skips training, even if he is caught and supervised to make up for training, he looks like he can't cheer up.He seems not to care, but he really pays attention to every move of the tennis club.

When the younger generations have crises and problems, they don't hesitate to stand up and use their seniority to suppress possible disturbances, and then retreat after the matter is resolved.It is the image of such a reliable senior.

Yukimura once lamented that Mori is also Nioh, one or two people who stand behind and refuse to go to the front.

But the Lihai University Tennis Club was able to run forward in such a harmonious and cheerful manner, it was indeed due to them standing behind and watching the crowd running ahead.

To his teammates, Mao Li, who is a reliable senior, has a very different image in the eyes of his opponents.

The annoying arc of the mouth when swinging the racket, and the arrogant and contemptuous eyes that constantly projected over.

Even if he didn't say a word, many opponents became enraged and lost their minds under the pressure of his aura.

And when the opponent was Kenya, a young man who was good at speed but couldn't show it in this game for some reason, Mao Li, who had no burden at all, brought out his full sea-style style of play to the fullest.

"Game Lihai, Maori, 1-0"

"Game Lihai, Maori, 2-0"

"Game Lihai, Maori, 3-0"

A smash with a slight jump in front of the net, and won the three rounds without any effort.

Qian also only had the strength left to stare at the tennis ball behind him.

"Impossible, Kenya can't get a single point..." Shiraishi couldn't hide his worried expression anymore.

"Is it because speed tennis doesn't work?" Zazen stretched out his hand and grabbed the armrest in front of him.

"That's not the case." Yuan Zhe's words attracted the attention of others.His expression was rare and serious: "In the match just now, Kenya's speed was slightly better than Maori's."

Yuan Zhe knows Mao Li too well.

It was precisely because of Guo Yishi's failure that he paid special attention to Maori's every move and every progress.

Compared with the previous year, Maori didn't play this year mostly because of his singles second position, and his speed can only be said to be almost the same as Qian's.That guy was originally skilled, with good physical fitness, and his strength and physical strength were not weak.The mental strength, which was originally weak, has also improved rapidly due to some unknown reason, which is already shocking at a rough glance. (Nioh: Look, senior, don’t you have to thank me? Your mental strength is improving so fast~ poof~)

The only thing that Kenya can beat Mori is speed.

As long as you can grasp this advantage...

"Yes, we can definitely catch up!" Hearing this, Baishi clenched his fists and forcibly boosted his morale.

Yuan Zhe shook his head and raised his eyes: "The problem is, Qian can also notice this."

what……

Shiraishi froze in place.

Kenya, who didn't know how much his teammates in the rest area were worried about him, just held the racket and looked at Mouri who slapped the tennis ball to the ground in a casual posture.Sweat slipped from his temples, but he didn't have the energy to wipe it off: why, why doesn't my speed tennis work?

He turned his head sideways, facing Baishi with a melancholy expression in his unsmiling eyes.

It can't end with me... He gritted his teeth: In that case, with my normal tennis ball...

On the opposite side, Mao Li swung his racket vigorously, which was a high-speed serve.

"It can't be like that!" Qian also yelled and ran towards the direction of the ball, swung his forehand and caught it!

But such humility made Baishi stunned.

Mao Li's next blow landed safely and securely before even Qian could catch up.

"0-15"

"What's wrong?!"

"I can definitely catch the ball like usual!"

The rest area was in chaos, and Shiraishi just looked at Kenya who was getting more and more flustered in the arena without saying a word.

"0-30"

"I always feel that it's like Minister Shiraishi's action." I don't know who sighed.

Baishi silently clenched his fists: "Qianye..."

Yuan Zhe sighed, and frowned with one hand in his pocket: "Really, I gave up halfway."

If you can't even grasp the only advantage of speed, there will be only one result in this game...

He glanced at Molly, who still had that annoying smile on his face.It's really annoying.

"0-40"

Kenya's racket fell to the ground because of Mori's strong hit.

He didn't bother to pick it up, his mind was full of disbelief: why...why!

"Kenya! Don't worry, play your own tennis!" Shiraishi couldn't help shouting.

Because that doesn't work, I'm going to lose now!Qian, who was running, also retorted in his heart.He hastily returned a forehand swipe, and seeing the angle of Mao Li's swing, he hurried to the net: the next ball will land in front!

To his surprise, Maori's ball was a lob.

Qian also stopped in a hurry, his eyes widened due to extreme tension, he turned around and watched the tennis ball land on the bottom line lightly and neatly.There was a soft bang.

"Game Tachimi Maori, 4-0"

Qian also looked at the tennis ball and clearly heard his panting and rapid heartbeat.

And the noise around.

It's as if... those people are laughing at him.

No, it shouldn't be like this!

Why, there is no way to fight back? !

No, it shouldn't be like this.At the same moment, Baishi also cried out in his heart.

Qianye, why do you want to imitate my movements?Obviously, your tennis is speed tennis!

Stupid!My basic tennis is based on countless swings and speculations, and the strength bonus brought by the gold weight in my hand!

Qianye, you... are used to more fancy hitting methods, and the "perfect tennis" you use, in the eyes of the opponent, isn't it the same as a clown?

Baishi's hand holding the armrest was shaking so hard that he was also sweating profusely before he knew it.Sweat slid down his cheeks to his chin, and then dropped to the ground.Completely different from the usual calm and confident minister, Shiraishi could only grit his teeth and say, "Kenya, you have to play speed tennis at your own speed. You can definitely catch up!" His voice was so hoarse that it was scary.

But these humble people didn't listen at all.

Holding the tennis ball in his hand, he fell into absolute confusion: neither the speed nor the basic style of play worked... What should I do, what should I do...?

He raised his eyes, and Mao Li opposite him stung his eyes with a mocking smile that seemed to have never changed since the beginning of the game: Baishi must be played!

With this belief, he threw the tennis ball high, jumped up, and swung the racket!

however……

"Game Tachimi Maori, 5-0"

In the end... what should I do!

It seems that no matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape!

What am I...

Ken Ye's hesitation gradually spread to every movement of his swing.

Looking at such a clumsy move, Yukimura couldn't help but chuckled and said, "It looks like Senior is going to win."

"There is no doubt about the victory." Liu Zai continued, "Although for some reason, the opponent did not show the strength it should have in the data. It is a good thing for us, Li Haida."

"Senior, I wish I had always been so motivated." Yukimura smiled and blinked, "That would make it easier for me."

"Seichi, thinking about this, it's better to think about letting Genichiro relax one day." Liu used this metaphor to express his noncommittal to Yukimura's idea.

So Yukimura shrugged: "I'm just thinking about it."

"Too slack!" Sanada, who had been teased unknowingly by two friends, didn't realize until the end of the conversation. He had no way to refute, so he had to put his face on the brim of his hat again with a habitual helplessness. .

The game on the field gradually came to an end.

At the end of the match, it was another lob that lifted the weight lightly.Qian, who ran to the net ahead of time as before but saw Maori suddenly change the course of the ball, also opened his eyes wide, turned around and ran with all his strength: "I can't let you succeed!"

I can catch it... I can definitely catch it!

"Okay! Catch up!" Shiraishi on the sidelines looked at this scene with hope.

Staring at the tennis ball, he couldn't think about anything else. Qian, who was jumping towards the landing point with the racket in his right hand, also prayed in his heart, he must, must catch it!

His body was completely turned sideways, parallel to the ground. Seeing that the tennis ball was about to touch the surface of the racket while skating, he quickly picked up the racket with his wrist.

Under his gaze, the tennis ball and the top of the racket brushed and missed.

The tennis ball hits the ground, and the racket swings upwards into the air.

actually...

Qian, who fell to the ground, screamed in pain regardless of his face.He lay on the ground, and the referee's cold voice rang in his ears.

"The game is over! Gamewonby Tatsumi, Mori Kosaburo. 6-0"

how can that be possible……

How come, I can't catch up...

Qian also lay on the ground unable to open his eyes.

Yuan Zhe on the sidelines closed his eyes again: "Speed ​​tennis, once you turn it off, the engine will cool down."

Still lost, it was worse than he thought.

I don't know if that kid Qianye has figured it out, playing such an ugly game...

No, no, Yuan Zhe, you have to calm down.

He took one last look at Mao Li who was slowly walking back to Lihai's rest area, and swallowed the little bit of remorse and deep melancholy that couldn't help but surfaced in his heart.