14.
Inside the street tennis court.
The others were silent.
Because they were all abused by that brown-haired girl.
So when the other party said with disgust on his face that tennis was simple, everyone had no way to refute it and could only keep it in their hearts.
"It's boring, it's really boring! I'll never touch this kind of thing again!"
The brown-haired 꿁뎃 became increasingly irritable: "That old man, everything he said was a lie!"
"Tennis is really simple!"
Not long ago, an old man claimed to be the coach of a certain tennis club. It was said that the tennis club was pretty good and had achieved some amazing results.
After watching a tennis match of the brown-haired boy, the other party thought he was a rare sports talent and invited him to join a certain tennis club.
As for what tennis club it was, the brown-haired guy had already forgotten. He was simply not willing to spend time remembering these meaningless things. It seemed like... what the hell?
But because the old man kept persuading him, he persisted a little and didn't give up tennis so quickly, hoping that he could really find fun in tennis.
But it’s still the same as any other sport.
There is no difficulty at all.
And no difficulty means... no fun!
Just when everyone was feeling frustrated and the brown-haired guy was getting irritated, a voice finally came:
"I also think tennis is quite simple, why do they think it is so difficult?"
Finally, someone refuted the other party?
etc……
What the hell!
Why is it another person who says tennis is simple? !
All the depressed people and the brown-haired girl looked in the direction where the sound came from.
They only saw a red-haired man slowly approaching with a faint smile on his lips. Combined with his ridiculously high looks, everyone felt a pang of jealousy!
handsome!
Really handsome!
The brown-haired man was also stunned, and then he curled his lips in dissatisfaction, his eyes became more dangerous: "Who are you? Who told you to casually interrupt my conversation?"
As he spoke, the brown-haired girl looked at the red-haired girl provocatively.
Even though he agreed with what Matsuoka Rin said, he hated this feeling, especially the red-haired girl opposite him, who always gave him a strange feeling.
but……
Red hair!
The brown-haired girl stared at the other's red hair, a little thoughtful, as if the red hair was also quite eye-catching? But he has wanted to dye his hair white for a long time...?
And the red-haired girl is naturally Matsuoka Rin.
"Me? My name is Matsuoka Rin."
Matsuoka Rin explained with a smile, showing his shark teeth, and looked at the brown-haired girl in a strange way.
He didn't know why, but he felt that this brown-haired girl looked familiar.
However, in his memory, there was no such person at all.
Although his memory of the Prince of Tennis world was a little vague, he still remembered the people in front of him very clearly.
But he really couldn't remember, in the Prince of Tennis world, who had brown hair in the early days?
While thinking.
"Matsuoka Rin? Wait? When did I ask you who you are…"
Akutsu Jin subconsciously refuted, but soon fell silent. It seemed that he really asked.
This made Akutsu Jin subconsciously want to get angry.
"Damn it, you, come and have a match with me!"
In his irritable mood, Jin Akutsu completely forgot his decision to never play tennis again.
"Want to play a game? Sure."
Matsuoka Rin didn't hesitate and answered quickly.
The reason he came to the street tennis court was to play the game.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have run all the way from Hyotei to the street tennis court.
…
At the same time that Matsuoka Rin agreed to compete with Akutsu Jin.
This is Yamabuki Junior High School.
"No, I'd better go now!"
Ban Tian Kanye took a sip of tea and finally made up his mind.
He met a girl about a month ago.
Although this guy's personality is a bit difficult to deal with, he is convinced that he is a rare tennis genius, no, a genius! !
After only having briefly played tennis for half a year in elementary school, he was able to easily reach the level of most talented first-graders when he picked up the racket again.
An absolute sports genius!
This is also one of the reasons why Kan'ya Banda did not extend an olive branch to Matsuoka Rin at the first time. He was still waiting and watching.
But before he could wait and see the result, Matsuoka Rin went to Hyotei.
Although Banda Mikiya was confident, that difficult guy was different from Matsuoka Rin. He couldn't get him to join Yamabuki, so the others were probably even more hopeless.
But today, his right eyelid still twitched for no apparent reason.
So Kan'ya Banda decided to lobby that difficult guy again!
…
at the same time.
Street tennis court.
Rin Matsuoka and Jin Akutsu were standing on the court.
A street tennis court manager was responsible for keeping score for the two men.
In this world of tennis for all, even street tennis courts are of a large scale and are well planned. Players can register their serial numbers or their names.
The serial number refers to the order in which you arrive at this street tennis court.
Soon, a simple guessing game was going on between the two.
"One set, first set, player 4347 serves!"
The person in charge quickly announced loudly.
The first game was Jin Akutsu's serve.
4347, this is the serial number when Akutsu Jin registered.
Baseline service area.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Akutsu Jin slapped the tennis ball impatiently, and at the same time glanced at Matsuoka Rin opposite him, becoming more and more angry.
He had originally planned to never touch tennis again, and when the old man came, he would tell him to stop bothering him.
But unexpectedly, by some strange coincidence, a game started.
"Then get rid of him quickly!"
Akutsu snorted coldly. He really didn't want to do this boring sport anymore. Or rather, all these sports were boring!
"Hey, I'm serving the ball!!"
“Swish!”
"boom--!"
It was just a hint, and Akutsu Jin didn't even bother to care whether Matsuoka Rin responded or not.
His knees bounced up, his muscles tensed, his eyes sharp, and he caught the moment of the tennis ball and swung it down hard.
After doing all this, Jin Akutsu had already put away his racket.
The opponent was of the same age as him and he was giving it his all, so there was no suspense about this goal.
This is confidence and also a fact.
In an instant, there was a loud slapping sound from the tennis ball.
From the sound of this hit, one can get a glimpse of the power of this ball, which is definitely not weak.
"oh?"
Matsuoka Rin looked at Akutsu Jin with some surprise, "That's a little more interesting."
In his perception, this ball was indeed quite good.
but……
That's all!
“Boom!”
The tennis ball lands.
Akutsu Jin was very familiar with this voice, which made him feel bored. And it was the same again!
But the next moment, his whole body stiffened.
"0:15!"
The voice of the person in charge sounded.
What?
Who 15? !
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