"Xingyan, is playing chess really that fun?"
Jiro Akutagawa sat under a tree in the backyard of his house, looking up at Xingyan who was rolling and jumping on the tree, using the tree to practice flexibility. He had no idea what this boy was thinking.
Since the end of last year's youth tennis tournament, Xing Yan has often come to his house to play.
At first he was very happy because Xingyan finally took the initiative to play with him.
But later he found out that the purpose of coming to his house was to play chess with his nagging father.
And he comes at least two or three times a week, making the atmosphere in their home more and more harmonious.
Because his father, who likes to nag, finally found someone who is willing to listen to him, his mother said that she would give Uncle Sakaki more gifts as a thank you, after all, he is her precious son who has worked hard.
"It's actually okay. Uncle Akutagawa may talk too much, but he's great at both shogi and go. I still have a lot to learn."
Xingyan jumped down from the tree and landed lightly without leaving any trace of damage on the grass.
Walking over to sit next to Jiro, Xingyan had a somewhat helpless tone in his voice when talking about Uncle Akutagawa.
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He was a little confused about his chatterbox attribute at first.
But he got used to it after hearing it so many times. If he thought about it from another perspective, the outside information mentioned by Uncle Akutagawa were all things that he was not allowed to access under normal circumstances.
"Take your time to learn. I'll go play tennis with Liang later. By the way, are you still going to participate in this year's youth tennis tournament?"
Jiro put his hands behind his head, lay on the grass under the tree and talked about his plans for the day.
Suddenly I remembered what Yue Ren said, that it’s time to register for the competition where Xingyan won the championship last year.
"I will definitely participate. Uncle Saito has already signed me up, but the result of asking him to sign me up is that I will have to play a lot fewer games."
Xingyan also lay down and looked at the tree canopy, feeling helpless about the uncle's insistence on sending him to the final round of the competition.
But he is now completely calm, unlike a year ago when he was desperate to play more games.
The impetuousness I felt when I first came into this world, as well as the sense of urgency to grow up, were all smoothed out during this year of playing chess and listening to people's nagging.
"Keep working hard! Try to win two consecutive championships and let those guys experience the fear of being crushed by kids again!"
Thinking of some reports from last year, Jiro feels that this year will be even more lively.
Moreover, this year they will go to the scene to cheer for Xingyan.
"Actually, my goal is to win the Triple Crown..."
Xing Yan raised his fingers, and the leaves blew in the wind, shattering the sunlight that was passing through.
Although he has calmed down a lot, his goal is still to win the championship.
Three champions, complete the main tasks of the system, and then arrange subsequent plans based on the tasks.
This year, there should be plot characters appearing, right?
However, there was a guy who still owed him a match. It was clearly agreed, but the guy just slipped away because of his father's job transfer. He will definitely not come here to compete this year...
Fortunately, there was no time limit for that task, otherwise, he would have gone to find someone in person long ago.
After a year, the system still refuses to tell him the identities of the targets of those random tasks. It's really too much...
.........
In the spring when flowers are blooming, this youth tennis competition was held at Kakigi Sports Park in Tokyo.
The competition is still scheduled to last two days. Like last year, he was directly recommended by professionals, skipping the early qualifying rounds and entering the competition directly.
I watched as the same host from last year came out and announced the start of this year's competition, followed by a draw to divide the groups.
"Three more groups."
Xingyan took the group he drew and went to the 3rd level, then returned to the waiting area, waiting for the competition to officially begin.
"Xingyan, I just saw a player who is the same age as us in the Group 1 competition area..."
Mukaito took his friends out for a walk and found someone who was the same age as them.
"What's the name of Group 1?"
Xing Yan was already in the waiting area of Group 3's competition venue. The competition order had not been announced yet, and he could not run to Group 1's competition area to look for anyone.
However, he had a feeling that being the same age as Jiro and Yueren and participating in this competition meant that he would definitely be a plot character.
I just don't know who this person is.
Tezuka Kunimitsu?
Or, Yukimura Seiichi?
Or maybe, Genichirō Sanada?
But according to the information he had received from the system before, if it was Sanada and Yukimura, then there should be two people.
So, it's Tezuka?
"His name is Sanada Genichirō, he looks quite cool, and Yueren tried to greet him, but he ignored us..."
Shishido Ryo leaned against the guardrail outside the field, very upset that his greeting was ignored by Gakuto just now.
So what if he can participate in the competition? What’s there to be proud of? Let Xingyan teach him a lesson tomorrow!
"Actually, I think he might not have heard it. It was very noisy over there, and there were a lot of people around him. I don't know what they were saying to him."
Jiro said awkwardly that it was possible that the other person didn't mean it.
Compared to the warm-up exercises of Group 3, the atmosphere in Group 1 was really bad. A group of people gathered around one person, and no one knew what they were talking about.
"Ji Lang, you actually spoke for that guy, I don't care, anyway, I remember his name, humph!"
Mukaihi Taketo was already unhappy about being ignored, and now seeing Jiro actually trying to defend that guy, he felt even worse.
He is his friend, how can I not stand on his side!
"Maybe something happened..."
Xingyan supported himself on the chair with his arms and jumped back to appear next to Xiangri Yueren.
He reached out and patted the angry guy on the arm, not quite understanding why Genichirō Sanada was being targeted at this time.
Although Sanada is not very old, he looks anxious. Someone is looking for trouble with him now. Who is so careless...
"That guy does seem a bit miserable..."
Xiangri Yueren got angry quickly, but now that his mindset has changed, he is no longer troubled by it.
However, he just sympathized in his heart. He still had to watch Xingyan's game next. As for how the other competitions went, it was something that the organizers and the boy's parents needed to pay attention to.
"Little guy, you are bullying me again, you should work harder in the game!"
Before the game started, the white-haired boy Shuji Tanejima ran over, rubbed Xingyan's head twice quickly, then stepped back with a smile.
"Tanejima Shuji, if you're not going to the competition, what are you doing here?"
Xingyan looked at Shuji Taneshima, who should be in the 14-year-old division this year, and was very disgusted by this guy's behavior of running around before the game.
Compared to Ochi Moonlight who occasionally goes out to play a game of tennis, this guy always goes to the school gate after school to block people and say he wants to play tennis, but...
I took him to play table tennis, billiards, bowling, golf, and even ice hockey, but I just wouldn't let him play tennis.
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