The Prince of Tennis

"Oh? Saitama Midoriyama, have you heard of this school?" Horio said to Katsuro and Katsuo with a look of disdain, "This kind of school that I have never heard of before, it's just like our Qingxue. It's a dead end!"

"If you haven't heard of it, it can only mean that you are too ignorant. ┡Novel┡" The dry voice sounded behind Horio in good time, saying: "Green Mountain Junior High is also the first qualifying school in the regional preliminaries in Saitama. All the way to the Kanto semi-finals, none of the teams can be underestimated. Fortunately, you are not an official player, otherwise you will definitely lose out because of your carelessness. It seems that I have to ask Haitang or Taocheng to ask when I am about to graduate. Don't let Horio be an official member easily."

"Ah! No, go to senior!" Horio's cry seemed to have lost tens of thousands of yuan, the kind of RMB.

"Saitama Midoriyama Middle School, they hired a powerful coach this year, called Ji Le Taizao. This person was also a professional player. Although there is no particularly brilliant record in the world, he has won four consecutive full-time titles. The champion of this trial." Fujimi said while watching the match off the court with a smile.

"No wonder their movements are so beautiful. It turns out that there are professional players as coaches!" Shengxiong couldn't help sighing.

"Look carefully, little monkeys!" Kawamura's hand was stuffed with a racket for unknown reasons, and now he was full of great power and couldn't vent, he had to wave the racket in his hand at the first grader, shouting Said: "They are not only beautiful in their actions, but their tactics are also very calm and calm. The distribution of physical strength and the cooperation between the players are already at an adult level!"

"It really feels against him to say the words calm and steady from the senior Kawamura in this state." Echizen curled his lips and put down the Pepsi in his hand, feeling his whole body shaking with excitement.

"Squeak..." Fujimi took a sip of the Coke in the canned package and whispered softly: "However, the game can't be won by tactics, and they are not adults. Well, having said that, Fujimine The drink is really delicious."

"Please beg you to be a senior, this is just ordinary Coke." Taocheng opened a can and took a sip, frowning and said: "You can't betray your morals just because it is a free drink!"

"It's really good to say." Kikumaru looked at the two large bags of Coke behind him and smiled: "Since Fujimine has brought drinks to the stadium, we no longer need to buy drinks."

"Papa." With the sound of the lighter being pressed, a smoke ring slowly rose up into the sky, gradually drifting away until no trace was visible.

"Oh? Master, are you here?" Fujimine walked out and looked at Minami Jiro who was smoking by the telephone pole, surprised: "Don't you need to ring the bell in the temple today?"

"It's been a long time since I came out. Come out and relax." Nanjiro happily smoked a cigarette and said: "It's not you kid. Recently, you have been too popular and forced Ryoma, this stinky boy, to lose energy every day."

"Oh, so you were worried about him." Fujimine said meaningfully.

"Not really! I came here to meet an old friend! Don't think too much, what does that kid have to do with me! Do you treat me as idle? I'm..." listened Nanjiro After Fujimine's words, his face suddenly became very exciting, and after a moment, he yelled and screamed, and his guilty conscience was unobstructed.

"I don't remember, when did you like to visit Coach Ryugasaki specifically." Fujimine smiled, and didn't ask much.This sloppy uncle seemed to be very innocent, but like Li Xiliang, his enlightenment and teachings to him are incalculable.In fact, there is nothing remarkable about himself. If it is said that he has made such a small amount of achievement, Fujimine believes that it should be attributed to himself...

Well, there is nothing grateful for this wretched face.

"It's better to go and eat something together, uncle." Fujimine saw through Minanjiro's cover and pulled his sleeves and said, "It's not a shame to love your son. Why should I hide it so tightly? By the way, I know a very delicious place that sells some Chinese snacks. The owner is very lazy, and he closes the stall every day when he earns 10,000 yen. It's hard to eat!"

"Bah! When did I take care of that stinky boy! Don't talk nonsense, Minami Jiro..." Minami Jiro still felt a little embarrassed. After all, he never appeared in front of everyone in the image of a loving father. When he yelled loudly and attracted everyone around him to look at him, he seemed to have caught a familiar figure in his peripheral vision.

Seeing this figure, Minami Jiro suddenly calmed down, and the smoke from his mouth could form a smoke ring again.He took a deep breath and said: "Who said I don't have an old friend here? I really didn't come to find that old woman. Look, my friend is there!"

"What? That uncle has a decent aura. He's obviously not the same as you, right?" Fujimine followed Nanjiro's fingers and looked to the opposite. A man in a baseball cap was standing outside the tennis court, it seemed because of the sun. It's too dazzling, so I wear a pair of sunglasses and can't see my face clearly.But the temperament of this person's whole body flowed out, as if the aura of a strong man like Yuan Yu Yuechi, even if only a small amount of carelessly leaked out, it made people feel terrified.

"That's impossible to know. He seems to have seen us, let's go." Minami Jiro smiled and said nonchalantly: "This is not a place to talk. Go find a quiet place. I also reminisce with him. Look at how he has grown up over the years."

"Huh... Huh... Nan... Mr. Nanjiro!" The man really chased him up, running hurriedly all the way, making him pant a little. With this, the master breath can be half gone.Fujimine couldn't help but looked at Minami Jiro, thinking that this guy wouldn't have any magic tricks, so that every serious person can be around him and involuntarily follow a little irregularity.

It seems that Minajiro's aura is a kind of magic like Zhongguo's cupping.This is what a narrator who is popular in Zhongguo said, Fujimine has never been to such a great treasure, um, yes, look at how sincere my face is.

"It's been a long time, Taizo!" As expected, Nanjiro knew the man, and he threw a cigarette at the man in a very familiar manner, and said, "Unexpectedly, your son has also come to participate in the Kanto Contest!"

"Yes, we are all old in a blink of an eye after so many years." Taizao said with some emotion.(To be continued.)