Chapter 90 Chapter 90 Encounter
Chapter 90
The fierce battle lasted for three hours.
From the initial testing and competition, to Yukimura Seiichi's quick adjustment after being broken and York Brown's fancy showmanship with varied playing styles.
York Brown, who has been famous for a long time, has gradually put away his American sweetheart-like enthusiasm. The gloom between his eyebrows shows that he is not at ease at the moment.
There is no shortage of talent in tennis.
There is no shortage of teenage geniuses with no competition experience who stumble into the finals.
He just couldn't allow himself to be a stepping stone to genius.
It was not until this time that he revealed the burden he had been carrying to the media and the audience.
He began to fear.
The opposite of this is Yukimura Seiichi.
He has reached the finals. Regardless of winning or losing, he has reached new heights in the second leg of his career.
He was just excited.
His spiritual sea of consciousness seemed to tirelessly provide him with an endless supply of clear ideas.
Every direction of the ball and York's reaction seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times.
He could not feel the passage of time, nor could he feel the demand for his physical strength.
It was like reaching an unprecedented state, with the power to look down on everything.
York's son fell asleep in his mother's arms which were getting tighter and tighter, completely unaware of how nervous his mother was at the moment.
All the happiness before the game turned into nothing, and the media's constant scanning of the camera made it even more difficult to remain calm.
She prayed agonizingly, praying that her husband would be able to turn the tables quickly, praying that he would smile easily, and praying that he would be able to participate in the open tournament in a few days with a perfect record.
But victory does not favor the fearful.
It only likes those who are brave enough to challenge alone.
Amidst applause and cheers, Seiichi Yukimura won the first significant trophy of his career.
Even though it was just a points race, he still couldn't participate in the bigger competition to be held here in a few days.
but--
It was enough to comfort all his feelings about tennis.
He kissed his trophy affectionately and held it high.
The explosive news attracted the media's attention. Amid the sounds of shutters and flashes of lights, Yukimura Seiichi seemed to see someone he was familiar with.
He wanted to lock on that direction, but saw the coach shook his head imperceptibly. He had no choice but to put on a decent and warm smile and accept interviews from one company after another.
"First of all, Mr. Brown is an excellent tennis player. It is my honor to play against him..."
"A temporary victory or defeat is simply a matter of form and luck, and doesn't mean anything..."
"I will continue to work hard..."
...The Australian media has inherited the British media's tendency to play tricks, and the questions they ask are harsh and tricky.
Fortunately, Yukimura Seiichi believed that this should also be a compulsory course for an athlete, and he had been learning from Camus and others in the club before the game.
Today's perfect response actually makes the media feel a little regretful.
Where is the youthful arrogance you promised?
How come this smile and this response are more difficult to deal with than that of Tezuka Kunimitsu last year?
The audience dispersed and the media finally left him alone. Only then did Yukimura Seiichi have time to rest.
After sitting on a chair and replenishing some water, he took out his cell phone from his bag and smiled as he wanted to tell everyone the news.
Unexpectedly, the "Congratulations" that flashed by filled the entire screen. He found Xiangcheng, clicked on the chat interface, and stood up in surprise and looked around.
Despite Xiangcheng's questionable photography skills, he was able to capture a clear scene of the fireworks scattering as he held the trophy.
He made the call with trembling hands.
"Hello--"
Xiangcheng's drawn-out and smiling voice came to my ears.
Yukimura Seiichi looked around but couldn't find her, so he asked anxiously, "Where are you?"
He heard Xiangcheng holding the phone away and asking someone, "Where are we?"
It was unclear whose voice answered what, and Xiangcheng finally replied, "It's at the South Gate 2 of the tennis stadium!"
"Okay." Yukimura Seiichi had already put on his tennis bag, and it seemed as if he had generated endless strength, urging him to run in that direction.
His breathing was trembling and his steps were not very light, but at this moment, he couldn't wait to pick up his trophy and rush towards his surprise.
When he saw people gathered at the exit, he slowed down again.
His father, mother, Konatsu, Kaoru, Sanada, and Yanagi.
My eyes couldn't help but become moist.
Everyone noticed him then. Xiang Cheng and Xiao Xia came bounding over, "Surprise?"
"Um!"
Xiao Xia had already thrown herself on his legs: "Brother is so great!"
"Congratulations to Jingshi for winning its first championship!" Xiangcheng applauded him again.
Yukimura Seiichi smiled and handed her the trophy: "It's yours now."
"Wow," Xiangcheng held up the trophy with both hands, "It feels so different!"
She turned around and showed off to everyone, as if she was the one who received the award.
"I want one too, I want one too!" Xiao Xia jumped up, and Xiang Cheng was handed to her. Xiao Xia gently reached out and touched it, and exclaimed the same way Xiang Cheng did: "Wow!"
The three of them gathered together and began to study the trophy. Yukimura's parents, Sanada, and Yanagi had no choice but to come over and join the team.
It was Yukimura's father who reacted first and said thoughtfully, "How about we go back and study it later?"
"Oh oh oh," Xiangcheng grabbed the trophy again: "Yes!"
After they were all sitting in a taxi, Yukimura Seiichi asked Sanada, Yanagi, and Kaoru who were in the same car: "When did you get here?"
Liu gave a precise answer: "My plane landed around 10:30 yesterday morning Melbourne time. After resting, I checked into the hotel at 3:00 PM. I also went to the stadium to check it out in the afternoon."
Sanada and Kaoru nodded repeatedly.
Following Yanagi Renji is like having an external brain that is beyond compare. All they need to do is follow him.
"No wonder you didn't turn on the video yesterday afternoon." Yukimura turned his head to the left and thought of Xiangcheng who made a lot of excuses but refused to answer the video.
He didn't even think they would come...
Xiangcheng said proudly, "I told you you wouldn't expect that. Liu even gave me a bunch of plans and asked me to make them up based on your different reactions."
"Jieyuan," Liu said, "be careful with your words."
"Okay, okay, it's not a fabrication. It's a white lie~"
Yukimura's eyes sparkled with stars.
When the car arrived downstairs of the hotel, Yukimura was amused to find that everyone was staying in the same house as him.
“You guys…”
It makes my heart so soft.
Yukimura's parents took Xiaoxia out for a walk, and Xiangcheng, Sanada, Yanagi and others accompanied Yukimura to the hotel gym to stretch.
The club's therapist had been waiting for a long time. Yukimura lay skillfully on the massage chair and let the therapist pick up the fascia knife and operate repeatedly.
Those who saw it were Xiangcheng and the others started to grimace.
Yukimura Seiichi looked up at the three people's synchronized expressions of pain and said with amusement, "Why don't you guys exercise on your own for a while?"
Okay.
Sanada and Yanagi found some equipment they were interested in and started practicing. Xiangcheng turned around and came back to Yukimura, sitting casually on the carpet. She took out her cell phone with great interest and tried to capture the moment when his face changed.
Yukimura and the therapist constantly communicated in French about strength and muscle response.
Occasionally, my gaze returned to Xiangcheng, and I saw her giggling at the secretly taken photos.
"Kaoki," Yukimura Seiichi said helplessly, "What kind of ugly photos did you take?"
"No way! My photography skills have improved by leaps and bounds! Isn't your photo holding the trophy beautiful?"
"Speaking of which," Yukimura asked, "Why has there been such great progress?"
Kaoru wanted to say something, but held it back—however, her hesitation immediately allowed Yukimura to guess the answer: "Fuji?"
"Yeah, I got guessed again."
Xiangcheng hastily swore, "I absolutely only discussed photography techniques with him!"
"Hmm~" Yukimura made an ambiguous sound with his nasal tone.
Xiangcheng immediately blinked ingratiatingly: "Really!"
"It's okay," Yukimura said with a smile, "Fuji is indeed a good friend."
Xiangcheng tilted her head back and said, "Wow, you're not jealous anymore?"
Yukimura touched his nose and said, "Maybe I'm in the wrong."
"Ah," Xiangcheng leaned closer again: "It's over, have you done anything to offend me?"
Being easy to talk to is a bit like getting a new boyfriend.
...Although he thought he had become mature, Yukimura Seiichi still couldn't keep up with his girlfriend's train of thought.
Yanagi Renji's ears pricked up, and he found these two people still very interesting. Jieyuan was also much more lively than before.
The lively Yuihara Kaoru started researching whether there were any midnight snacks nearby.
Unfortunately, most of the shops were closed. Xiangcheng looked around but only saw a few Chinese restaurants.
Which one is good to eat...
Xiangcheng began to summon Yanagi Renji, who began to search for reviews without complaint. After Yukimura finished, he sent them to Xiangcheng along with the map route.
"Aren't you going?"
Yanagi Renji smiled and said, "Then let's not go."
Yukimura held down Xiangcheng's head as she tried to run out: "Wait, I still need to take a shower."
"Okay! Then I'll go change my clothes too!"
After that, the two of them happily left, leaving the two silent tools looking at each other in confusion: "So...are you really not going to invite us anymore?"
"Ah," Sanada said solemnly, "probably not."
Yukimura and Xiangcheng walked hand in hand on the streets of Melbourne at night. The security in the city was relatively good, and Xiangcheng, who was full, walked particularly slowly.
While sighing "I feel so full", he asked Seiichi Yukimura about his next itinerary.
Yukimura thought for a moment and said, "I don't have any other plans for the next two weeks. Camus is going to participate in the Open Tournament, so I should wait until he finishes the competition and then go back to France directly."
"Oh..." Xiang Cheng was a little disappointed: "So you won't be returning to Kanagawa for the time being?"
"Yeah," Yukimura also sighed, "I still need a lot of points, and this year will be very busy."
"It feels like I'm saying goodbye to you and so many others all at once," Xiangcheng looked up and counted: "Matsumoto-senpai, Abe-senpai and the others are graduating too."
"Life is just a constant stream of goodbyes."
Yukimura Seiichi squeezed her hand and said, "We'll meet again."
Xiangcheng smiled and explained everyone's plans: "Matsumoto-san will go to the United States to study management, Abe-san will follow Igarashi-san to the league, and Kobayashi-san plans to apply to several universities in Tokyo..."
Then she lowered her voice and said, "It seems that our Spring Festival is like a carnival that has been planned for a long time. Now that the dream has ended, it's time for everyone to leave."
Those who won this carnival became the history of Rikkai University and the pride of Rikkai University.
It’s just…she wants everyone to be together more.
"We will meet again," Yukimura kept repeating this sentence: "You see, we will be together again soon."
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