"15-0."
"If you feel very sad, just remove the seal on your arm, and maybe you can lose more gracefully." Kamishiro Lan said softly with a calm expression.
"30-0."
Shiraishi stood there and let the ball slide past him.
"This is too much. He has no idea how hard the minister works." The regulars from Shitenhoji couldn't stand it anymore. They didn't want to just watch Shiraishi being humiliated, and they even wanted to rush into the venue.
"Shut up, everyone. Don't affect the game." Watanabe's eyes turned cold and he scolded, "This is a game that may affect Shiraishi's life. Watch carefully, the game is not over yet!"
Under Watanabe's rare severity, the regulars suppressed their inner anger.
Watanabe looked at the game solemnly, muttering to himself, "This must be a very uncomfortable feeling. Let him see your tennis ball, Shiraishi!"
......
"Facing stronger opponents, my tennis is completely vulnerable." Shiraishi closed his eyes, feeling pain in his heart.
"I have worked hard for several years to embark on this path, but today it is completely denied?"
If the foundation he has accumulated now is a river, then Kamishiro Lan's foundation is a sea with no end in sight.
"But my tennis is not mediocre." Shiraishi opened his eyes and slowly raised his head.
"40-0." The tennis ball passed by and Kamishiro Ai scored again, but Shiraishi's expression remained calm.
Others also noticed that something seemed to have changed about Bai Shi at this moment.
"There's nothing wrong with a balanced and well-rounded tennis style, it's just that this is too rigid." A look of enlightenment flashed in Shiraishi's eyes.
“Make effective adjustments based on the situation and gather the advantages of other people’s styles into your own.”
Bai Shi's eyes lit up and his aura soared.
"Have you regained your fighting spirit? Interesting, I hope you can hold on for a while." Seeing Shiraishi's change, Kamishiro Lan curled up the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled.
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