Roland Garros Stadium,

Jingguang sat in the audience, looking forward to Jingichi's appearance.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the finals of this open tournament. Now let me introduce today's finalists. The first player to take the stage is Yukimura Seiichi from the Japanese team—"

“Ohhhhh—”

"Yukimura Yukimura——"

Half of the stands were instantly lit up, with many of Yukimura Seiichi's fans wearing cheering uniforms and waving their cheering items.

"His opponent, today's other player, is, by chance, another Japanese player, Kunimitsu Tezuka from the German team—"

"Tezuka Tezuka—"

“Aaaaaa——”

If the audience in this half came for Yukimura Seiichi, the audience in the other half came for Tezuka Kunimitsu.

These two often meet in international competitions, and so far, the wins and losses are mixed.

Therefore, people often joke about their "enemy" relationship on social media, and votes are held on various forums to bet on who will win.

Jingguang was wearing a silver-purple-violet cheering T-shirt represented by Yukimura Seiichi, a Yukimura-related hat on his head, ribbons tied on his hands, and a cheering flag and cheering stick in his hands.

Except for the support T-shirt which he got from the fan club in advance, the others were given to him by fans in Jing City when they saw him wearing the uniform before entering the venue.

Such a handsome guy doesn't look out of place at all among the audience.

After all, most of the two fans playing on the court today are relatively young, and there are many handsome men and beautiful women.

"Come on Yukimura..."

Led by the surrounding atmosphere, Jingguang followed the enthusiastic young lady next to him and transformed himself into a qualified little fan, cheering and clapping along with the crowd from time to time.

Yukimura Seiichi on the court was concentrating on looking at the cold-faced, brown-haired young man wearing glasses across the net.

"Tezuka, I haven't seen you for half a year, and you haven't changed at all."

"Ah, I won't be careless."

Yukimura Seiichi smiled, "Then I won't be polite."

Having said that, he didn't hold back at all and used his "sixth sense" right from the start!

Tezuka Kunimitsu's years in Germany were not in vain.

The score between the two was very close.

If you get one point, I'll chase you for two points. We'll fight each other and refuse to give in.

The audience's heartstrings followed the yellow-green tennis ball, spinning left and right.

The commentator was explaining while watching.

Buzz buzz buzz

Jing Guang was concentrating on watching Jing Ichi on the field, but was distracted by the vibration of his cell phone in his inner pocket.

Frown.

Who? This will bother him.

When he opened his phone, he saw a string of numbers mixed with various strange characters, and his expression changed visibly.

Then he glanced at Jingshi, messaged Jingshi's agent, and quickly left his seat.

"Sniper, 28th floor, Wenger Hotel, XX Street, UK, AK in danger. -H"

The nickname "H" is the name between Kurosawa and him.

When they first met, he called him "Old Black" and he called him "Little Ghost".

Later, when he left a message for that person, it became J, and when he sent a message, it became H.

That guy would never lie to him about his family. He disdains lying. The most he does is hide the truth.

AK is the abbreviation of Atobe keigo.

Jingguang went to a deserted place and made a phone call.

The person on the other end picked up after three rings.

"......"

Jing Guang couldn't hold back his impatience and ruthlessness, "What's going on?"

A sneer came from the other end: "What? Are you anxious, kid? After not seeing you for several years, you are still so childish and impatient?"

"I don't have time for your taunts. Where are you?"