"What the hell is going on with this kid!"

Atobe Keigo was lying on the tennis court, the racket still in his hand, but he was too exhausted to continue.

On the other side of the tennis court, Ryoma Echizen was lying down with his racket in his arms, so tired that he was about to fall asleep.

"That's what I said, the genes of the Echizen family make people feel helpless..."

Xingyan came down from the referee's seat, walked over and grabbed Keigo Atobe, and put him on a recliner in the rest area.

Then he brought over the half-asleep Echizen Ryoma, and made the two guys, who ultimately lost the battle, lie down in a row.

"......"

Atobe Keigo doesn't want to talk at all now.

They played this game for half an afternoon. At the beginning, he won 4 points in a row. At that time, I thought this kid actually didn't have much strength.

But for some reason, Echizen Ryoma suddenly seemed to have evolved...

...

...

After catching up to 4:4, he had completed the waltz of destruction.

The result was just one point. Did that kid become stronger again?

The score is tied, 5:5...

After that, he grabbed another point, but the guy caught up to 6:6...

In the subsequent tie-break, he was working hard to improve his skills, and so was the other kid, only faster than him.

Until now, neither of them had the strength to pick up the racket. He suddenly understood what Xingyan had said before, which was the meaning of not being able to play against people from the Echizen family casually.

Regardless of winning or losing, the speed at which this kid grows is enough to make me, as his opponent, feel exhausted.

"Mr. Echizen, their match just ended... I'm so sorry, I might have to send him back later... No, it was a draw in the end, Ryoma is growing very fast... Yes, they are both very good boys... No problem, but I might have to bother Mr. Nanjiro more often in the future..."

Xingyan called Echizen Nanjiro, explained the current situation, and renegotiated the time to send Echizen Ryoma home.

Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone who was apparently complaining about his son but was actually showing off and being proud, Xingyan smiled and chatted for a few words before putting the phone back into Longma's pocket.

"What did the old man say again?"

After putting the phone back, Echizen Ryoma opened his eyes and felt inexplicably guilty when looking at Xingyan's smile.

That stinky old man in his family must have been laughing at him just now.

"He wants you to grow, but he's also worried that you'll get hurt along the way..."

Xingyan looked at Longma, who seemed to understand but not quite, and didn't say much.

Just now, Nanjiro Echizen formally asked him as a father not to compete with Ryoma.

This suggestion was exactly what he wanted, so he also brought up the idea of ​​looking for Echizen Nanji to play tennis.

Judging from the other party's tone, he not only doesn't mind, but seems to welcome it...

"Do you two have any requests for dinner?"

After lying down for about half an hour, Atobe Keigo stood up and stretched his body. Then he looked at the time and prepared to have someone prepare dinner.

"casual."

Echizen Ryoma also sat up, took his hat and put it on, feeling awkward about having to give his opinion on dinner at someone else's house.

"Chinese hot pot, that's what the Atobe family should have, right?"

Xing Yan was really rude.

He is not picky about food, but if he can choose, he will naturally bring up whatever he thinks of.

"You really are..."

Atobe was stunned for a moment, but although he was not very satisfied with this proposal, he still asked people to prepare it.

After dinner started, Xingyan drank iced drinks and ate spicy hot pot. On the opposite side, Atobe and Ryoma looked at the red soup base and, in rare tacit understanding, they both aimed at the clear soup.

"Let's go, I'll take you home!"

After dinner, Xingyan got on the Atobe family's car and was now going to take Echizen Ryoma home.

As for why he also got on this car, it was because he wanted to visit Echizen's house in order to be able to find Echizen Nanjiro to play tennis at any time in the future.

The system did not give him the task to compete with Ryoma Echizen, but he could guess that Nanjiro Echizen would definitely be able to do it.

The only prerequisite for accepting the task is that you must meet the person in person.

"Can I ask a question?"

Sitting in the car, Echizen Ryoma looked at Xingyan several times, and when they were about to reach his house, he couldn't help but spoke.

"What do you want to ask?"

Xingyan tilted his head to look over, very curious about what problem could have troubled Echizen Ryoma all the way.

"How did you achieve your height?"

Echizen Ryoma lowered his head, his hat blocking his face, so it was impossible to see his expression when he asked this question.

but...

The topic of height...

"Nutritious meals, eating more and exercising more, and having a relaxed and good mood."

Xingyan’s answer was simple.

However, this topic is just a joke.

When it comes down to it, height ultimately depends on genes. On this basis, the nutritional balance should be adjusted, and then exercise should be done.

Moreover, it’s not that Ryoma Echizen won’t grow tall, he just grew taller a little later.

With normal nutrition and exercise, it should not be difficult for him to grow to 1.8 meters in the future. After all, he has an older brother who is ahead of him, so I think he won't be much different.

"oh..."

Nodding, Echizen Ryoma didn't say anything else on this issue, but he must have some thoughts in his mind.

The car arrived at the door of Echizen's house. As soon as the two got out of the car, they saw Echizen Nanjiro open the door from the inside.

"Hey! You still remember to go home, little brat!"

Echizen Nanjiro leaned against the wall, and after glancing at Ryoma, he turned his gaze to Xingyan beside him.

They are both 12-year-old boys, but when his son stands next to the other boy, it's like they are two grades apart...

However, this kid is in really good shape, no wonder he said he wanted to play tennis with him.

"Old man, I'm going to go back and rest first."

Echizen Ryoma had suspected this before, and now he was even more certain that the two people knew each other.

Pulling down the brim of his hat, he walked past Echizen Nanjiro and into the gate.

"This brat... My brat has a bad temper and is causing you trouble."

Seeing his son returning home without even saying hello to his friends, Echizen Nanjiro felt a rare sense of embarrassment.

"It's okay. My friend thinks it's good to have an opponent like him. As for me... Uncle Echizen, don't worry. I'm not an obedient and sensible boy."

Xingyan leaned against the car door with his hands in his pockets. He did not say any hypocritical polite words in response to Echizen Nanjiro's comment that Ryoma had a bad temper.

It’s not a bad thing to have personality, and people are privileged.

"Hey, hey, hey, kid, calm down a bit. How can you say that about yourself..."

Echizen Nanjiro raised his hands to cover his face. It was the first time he heard someone introduce themselves in this way.

However, it is exactly as Long Ya said.

This kid's personality is completely opposite to his good-looking appearance. It would be terrible if you were deceived by his appearance.

"I just don't want to be misunderstood. What's Mr. Echizen's phone number? I'll call him when I have time."

Xingyan smiled, took out his cell phone and looked at Echizen Nanjiro.

Just kidding, he just doesn't like the good boy label.

But he should still be a good person considered by most people.