The revenge game of the princess through the net king

The weather in August is unseasonably hot.

The tall buildings in the city, reflecting the bright sunlight everywhere, are all blindingly white, and there is no place to find a cool place.

Today is August 8, the day before the national competition finals.

In the tennis club of the Affiliated Middle School of Tachikai University in Kanagawa, Seiichi Yukimura still folded his arms around his chest and put on his chosen coat. As usual, he stood aside and watched his teammates train, and occasionally he would go off the court to give individual guidance.It's just him now, no!To be precise, it should be more than a month, and he will be more or less absent-minded when doing these things.Although this summer was extremely hot, his heart was colder than winter.It's because the scorching sun is so hot that it can't be warm anyway.

Tomorrow is the final of the national competition, and it is also the second contest between him and Qingxue.That person did not see the first Kanto finals.This time, he hoped that that person would come to watch his game, even though he knew very well that it was impossible...

Thinking of Xie Moran, Yukimura Seiichi's mood became even more depressed.Even though it had been more than a month since Mo'er left, he still couldn't accept this fact.

She has left him forever...

Looking at his teammates sweating profusely on the court, a feeling called "ashamed" welled up in his heart. He realized that as the head of a team, he had ignored the expectations of his teammates for the sake of his children's personal relationships at such a critical moment. , In Xianichiro's original words - "It's so slack!"... This realization made him deeply loathe himself.How can he be their minister?Yukimura Seiichi, you are so irresponsible too.The sneer in his heart continued, but he was pale and weak.

I will miss her, I will think about her involuntarily, and I will think about her all the time.I would miss everything about her, her good, her bad, and everything about her.

no way!All this is out of his control.

"Ah, Li Haida's people are really not gorgeous, hey, Huadi?"

"Yes!"

Who else could say such provocative words except Mr. Atobe, who thinks he is gorgeous and unparalleled?

Seiichi Yukimura looked outside the tennis court, and Keigo Atobe walked over with one hand in his pocket, followed by Takahiro Kawaji who was still inseparable from him.It was a surprise that he was here in such hot weather.

Yukimura Seiichi did not show any surprise due to his good self-cultivation, he still looked so calm, staring at Keigo Atobe who was walking towards him, the corners of his lips curved just right.

"Atobe-kun is so idle. I'm really surprised that Atobe-kun is so idle when he has time to visit us unglamorous people." He smiled very softly.

On the one hand, the few who didn't concentrate on the training admired their ministers, and simply achieved the purpose of satirizing the enemy without firing a single soldier.When will I be able to cultivate to the level of the minister?

"Oh! I remembered now. Atobe-kun doesn't have to go to class or train the players of the tennis club. He should be so free!" Don't blame him, he was not in a good mood today, if you want to blame it, blame Atobe It was very unfortunate that Jingwu came today, and he provoked him and even the members of the tennis club... In other words, Keigo Atobe became his punching bag!

"You—" Keigo Atobe was too angry to speak.Hmph, it's their honor that Keigo Atobe can come to Lihai University!

He stared at the boy standing there unhappily, and then suddenly thought of something, with an unfathomable smile: "Xingcun, I have good news for you when I come today! I don't know if you want to hear it or not?"