But that's not the point.

The older brother is very unhappy now!

The arrogant young man crossed his arms and scolded: "I will pay attention to the problem with my eyes you mentioned. Next time if you find any problems with me, just tell me directly. There is no point in beating around the bush!"

I am not a stubborn person who won't listen to advice! Especially what Jingguang said!

The little trick was discovered!

Atobe Keimitsu's ears turned red with embarrassment, and he put his fingers together and rubbed the ground with his toes.

"oh..."

He was overthinking.

A brother is a brother. Even if he becomes a king, he is still the proud but not arrogant person.

"Fool."

Atobe Keigo looked at his brother and knew what he was thinking. He held his forehead with his hand and sighed helplessly, then put his hand down.

"How many balls could you serve just now?"

Atobe Kagemitsu looked at his brother in confusion: "What do you mean you can send as many as you want? Can you keep sending as many as you want?"

Atobe Keigo held his forehead with his hand: I forgot about my younger brother's terrifying physical strength and endurance. Plus, he has a special way of saving his energy. It's a bit silly of me to ask how many balls he can serve.

Is it possible that I am too tired today?

Atobe Keigo changed the question: "Since you came back and started practicing this, how long have you been practicing until you can serve this ball stably?"

"Well... I came back at 5:30, and the derivative ball took more than 20 minutes to adapt. It started at 6 o'clock at most... By the time you came back just now, it was about 2.5 hours."

Atobe Keigo: "You have been serving all this time? How many times have you served?"

Atobe Kagemitsu thought for a moment, then looked at the grid on the ground and said:

“153!”

On average, one per minute?

Atobe Keigo looked at his brother who was sweating but still full of energy: Such physical strength! I'm so jealous!!

After confirming again and again that Atobe Keigo was fine and could play the full game, Atobe Keigo returned to the serving point and continued his moves.

The two of them fought back and forth until half past ten!

It's been almost two hours and the score is only 5-5.

There is no other way. For the time being, Keigo Atobe has no way to deal with Keimitsu's nemesis "eyes" and his new trick.

He won Jingguang's serve, and Jingwu's serve himself. The battle between the two brothers was in a stalemate, and neither of them gave in.

Just when the two decided to have a showdown tonight,

Bang--

When Saori's mother came home late, she learned about the situation of her two sons and pushed open the door angrily.

"Atobe Keigo! Atobe Keigo! Go back and have dinner!!!"

As he was about to serve, Atobe Keimitsu threw the tennis ball high up and it hit him on the head.

“Ouch, that hurts!”

Jingguang rubbed his head and reunited with his brother with his tennis racket. Before the two brothers could put the racket back into the tennis bag, they were twisted by their mother's left ear and right ear and taken back to the main house.

Leaving Huadi behind to quickly and silently pack up everything,

Then he followed the two of them carrying three golf bags. It was very likely that Karaji would stay at the Totoro residence tonight.

Fortunately, the housekeeper had already called Huadi's family.

Atobe Keigo, whose left ear was twisted: "...I can walk by myself, Mom, please let me go first, this is not very elegant!"

Atobe Saori laughed angrily: "Not gorgeous, what the hell! Tell your mother I'm not gorgeous? Even if I'm not gorgeous, I'm still your mother!"

Atobe Kagemitsu on his right also hurriedly said, "Mom, I shouldn't have dragged my brother to practice so late, otherwise..."

"How about you let my brother go first?"

In fact, he was used to having his ears pulled by Grandpa Hua when he was a child, and his mother's hands were not very strong, cough cough.

Why don't you just let yourself go, you little idiot?

Saori Atobe rolled her eyes to the sky, and was so angry at these two guys that she was speechless.

The hurried steps paused.

Mrs. Atobe seemed to have listened to the advice and let go of her two sons' ears.