"The most gentle tennis genius, a miraculous existence..."
In the coaching booth of Yamabuki, the smiling Kan'ya Banda looked towards Hyotei. After hearing what he said, several of Yamabuki's starting players were stunned.
"Sir, what miracle?"
Sengoku Kiyojun looked over curiously, and then found that the main players of Hyotei had gathered together and were eating cake before the game in a very unpresentable manner.
"Uchiha Xingyan was recently mentioned again by several British sports newspapers and was dubbed as the incarnation of a god..."
Mikiya Banda's eyes were always fixed on one target. He had seen the report this morning.
Moreover, compared to the previous reports which only used the name or some side photos captured when playing tennis, this time the report directly used the frontal photo.
Although he found it incredible, he still had a hunch that this young man was about to return to the world stage.
"The gods have descended to the world? That... the one whose cake was stolen?"
Sengoku Kiyosumi felt that he needed some quiet time.
...
...
Of course, he had heard of the name Uchiha Xingyan and had always admired him, but wasn't this so-called "God's Descendant" a bit too much?
God, that is not a title that a human can be given. Are those reporters and newspapers crazy?
"According to the data from the previous match, when they were fighting against Fudomine, they did show a godly smile..."
A short boy wearing a green headband ran in, holding a folder. He opened it, took out a page and handed it to Sengoku Kiyosumi.
These are all the information he collected, and several pages have Uchiha Xingyan's name written on them.
"It's troublesome, we have to fight three people alone..."
Sengoku Kiyosumi looked at the records above. In the Hyotei competition records of the metropolitan competition, that guy played singles three every morning.
Now, it's morning again...
Lucky Qianshi suddenly felt that he might have a miserable day.
As for the smile of the gods...
At this point, who would care about that kind of stuff? He doesn't want to compete with this world-class guy!
At this time, on the other side of Hyotei, Xingyan was holding the cake that Jiro had put in his hand, eating slowly, and listening to Yamabuki's conversation at the same time.
He really didn't know who gave the so-called god a name. This was simply trying to stir up hatred!
Is someone trying to discredit him, or do people in this world just like to use weird names when naming them...
By the way, there is also a Son of God in Rikkai University.
When we meet him in the future, that Son of God will want to put him in a sack, right?
"Xingyan, what's wrong? Is there any problem?"
Jilang was sitting next to him. He finished eating the piece of cake he had just taken from Xingyan. When he looked up, he found that Xingyan was distracted.
Is it because I’ve been too tired from training recently?
"I was just wondering who gave me that title. It was to push me straight to the sky..."
Xing Yan ate the small piece of cake in his hand, his eyes fierce, as if he was going to fight the person who gave him the nickname.
"What title?"
Jilang had not heard of this, so he looked at other people curiously, waiting for someone to clear his confusion for him.
"Wait, let me search... uh... this..."
Yuushi Oshitari took out his cell phone to search, then his fingers paused and he turned to look at Xingyan with a stiff expression.
Such an arrogant title doesn't sound like something Xing Yan would use at all.
But this place is England, and apart from Advisor Sakaki who was absent from the scene again this morning, no one would want to give Xingyan a title there, right?
"What's wrong? In yesterday's sports evening report, this... is this talking about Xing Yan?"
Jilang leaned over to take a look, then excitedly grabbed the person next to him to watch with him.
"Ah, huh? You've seen it too, don't you think this title fits the bill very well?"
Atobe laughed exaggeratedly twice and expressed his recognition and appreciation for the title.
It's just that he thinks it's good, but others don't agree.
Just like Xingyan said, this title is really too hateful.
"Atobe, I remember that Britain is your second home..."
Yuushi Oshitari raised his hand and pushed his glasses. He seemed to have discovered the person behind this title.
"What kind of unglamorous look is that? It's not my turn to do this kind of thing. But... now that this kind of news has appeared, Xingyan, are you hiding something from everyone?"
Atobe was very disgusted with Oshitari's speculation, but he suddenly thought that this could only have been done by Consultant Sakaki.
But there seems to be only one possible reason why Advisor Sakaki would do this.
"Well, I wanted to tell you after the tournament. I have already signed the contract. Once the process is completed, I will be a professional player."
Xing Yan nodded. Although he didn't mention it on his own initiative, he didn't intend to hide it.
"Professional...professional player, which club did you sign with, what is the salary, is there anything you must complete..."
Xiangri Yueren felt that he was frightened, but the key point now was that Xingyan was still so young, and whether he would be cheated if he signed with the company.
Not every professional player can receive preferential treatment, and some professional clubs are very strict with newcomers.
"mine."
Thinking of his company's new department that had not yet been made public, Xingyan smiled happily.
"What do you mean, yours? Yours? Yours? Or your own?"
Oshitari took off his glasses. He was afraid that there would be some explosive news soon and it would be bad if his glasses fell to the ground.
Although he has no prescription, he still would not be used to it if he suddenly stopped wearing glasses.
"Well, mine, although my dad is handling it, I am the investor."
Xingyan's smile was so bright and sunny that for a moment the regular players of Hyotei fell into a brief silence.
They seemed to have always known that Xingyan had financial resources that were not inferior to Jibe, but they always treated him like a child...
"It's over, it's over..."
Xiangri Yueren suddenly looked sad. He leaned against the guardrail holding his racket and squatted down dejectedly.
This sudden change attracted everyone's attention.
"Yue Ren, what's wrong with you?"
Yuushi Oshitari saw that his partner suddenly looked sad, so he went over to show his concern.
However, in the following...
"It's really over. I'm not going home. Jilang, you have to take me in. My dad will definitely nag me again. This incident is too serious. I guess I won't be able to play games for a month. It's too miserable..."
Mukaito suddenly jumped up, hugged Jiro's arm and began to beg for shelter.
"I think my dad won't be able to hold back this time, you know, after he opens his mouth..."
After being reminded by Yue Ren, Ji Lang also wilted in an instant.
Although his family won't urge him to learn Xingyan's efforts, his father has a nagging nature, and once he starts...
So far, Xingyan is the only one who can remain calm amidst the nagging.
"Well, then you should go to my house. My dad will give you some respect if you stay with me. At least it's better than your house..."
Yueren also thought of Uncle Akutagawa's nagging, and suddenly felt that the future was bleak.
In order to prevent both of them from collapsing, it would be safer to stay at home.
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