Net King: Starting from Li Hai as a substitute

Chapter 1 Showdown on the street court

Tokyo is one of the most developed areas for neon tennis. There are tennis courts almost everywhere, and public street courts can be seen everywhere.

At six o'clock in the afternoon on a Friday in the summer, it was the busiest time at the Tokyo Street courts. A large group of young people gathered at one of the tennis courts to watch the game.

There were two teenagers playing on the field, both of whom looked very young.

One of them had a shaved head and a tall, muscular body. It was obvious from a glance that he was very strong.

The other boy looks a bit younger, with a slightly thinner figure than the former. His fair skin and short dark hair complement each other, and his handsome face is particularly eye-catching. You can tell at a glance that he has good tennis skills.

At this time, the two were engaged in a fierce fight, and judging from the situation on the field, the boy with the short hair was obviously stronger than the boy with the black hair.

As soon as the black-haired boy hit the ball back from the bottom corner of the court, the short-haired boy immediately went to the net and whipped the ball to the other side of the bottom corner with a neat volley.

boom!
The yellow tennis ball flashed across the court in an instant, and flashed past the black-haired boy. The black-haired boy gritted his teeth and wanted to chase the tennis ball, but he seemed to be a little exhausted, and his running speed was clearly unable to catch up with the tennis ball. Eventually the tennis ball flew out of the court before the black-haired boy arrived.

"Game, Shunya Yoshida, 5-2."

"After a 2-minute rest, exchange venues."

The black-haired boy and the short-haired boy returned to their lounge seats. One lowered his head and panted with a gloomy expression, while the other held his head high and smiled broadly.

People on the sidelines of the court were very surprised when they saw this score.

"Are you kidding? Yoshida actually got the match point in Amamiya Izumi's hands? And he was still leading by a big score?"

"Really or not, his opponent is Amamiya Izumi, the 'street ball king' who has played hundreds of games in recent years without losing a single game. Even many junior high school students are not his opponents!"

"This guy Yoshida is really capable of defeating Izumi Amamiya. I thought he was bragging two days ago!"

"It seems like the boss of this street court needs to be replaced."

People on the sidelines expressed their emotions one after another, seeming to believe that the black-haired boy would definitely lose.

But at this time, someone also retorted: "Hey, hey, don't speak too soon. Never underestimate this guy Amamiya Izumi. Have you forgotten what happened before?"

The others' faces froze when they heard this, and their expressions suddenly became distorted, as if they had recalled some bad memories.

"Yeah! Maybe this guy is hiding his strength and then slaps us in the face hard when we all think he is going to lose!"

"Yes, considering the bad character of that guy Amamiya Izumi, he is very likely to do such a thing!"

"What do you mean it's possible? It's certain! This bastard must be hiding his strength!"

Others echoed, and it was easy to see from their tone and expressions that they had all been victims of Amamiya Izumi's tricks, and the impression was so profound that they are still unforgettable to this day.

However, some people also raised questions at this time: "But Amamiya Izumi looks like he's panting and sweating profusely, so he doesn't look like he can perform, does he?"

Others immediately reprimanded him after hearing this:
"You're so lax! It's because you have this kind of mentality that you get teased by him all the time!"

"Yes, even though he looks exhausted on the surface, maybe he is secretly laughing at us, despising us, and spurning us!"

"Anyway, no one should comment before the result of the game comes out, so as not to fall into Izumi Amamiya's trap."

People on the sidelines quickly reached a consensus on this, so the originally noisy stadium suddenly became quiet.

As one of the protagonists of this duel, Amamiya Izumi saw this scene with his peripheral vision, rolled his eyes slightly, and felt speechless in his heart: Am I so bad?How could I despise you and spurn you?

He picked up the towel on the seat and wiped his sweat, then covered his head to prevent others from seeing his expression. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Yoshida Junya who was drinking water on the bench on the right. "However, you should really be more serious. If you want to gain fame by defeating me, how can [-] yen be enough?" Amamiya Izumi raised the corners of his mouth in a slight arc, and there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Amamiya Izumi took off the towel covering his head, picked up the blue water bottle on the bench, opened it and took a sip. At the same time, he looked at a corner outside the venue and raised his eyebrows.

"The eighth game will start soon, please players from both sides get ready to play."

Following the referee's order, Izumi Amamiya and Shunya Yoshida both walked onto the court.

It's just that the smiling Yoshida Jun would not have thought that when he stepped onto the court, the situation that was originally good for him had quietly changed.

……

Outside the court, in the corner, a young man with curly yellow hair received the signal from Izumi Amamiya, nodded slightly to him, and then slowly exited the court.

The young man walked to a deserted place, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. After waiting for a while, the call was connected.

"Miura, why are you calling at this time?" A low and cautious voice came from the other side of the phone. If you listen carefully, you can hear some cheering sounds. It is obvious that this person is also near the stadium.

Miura Ryohei smiled and replied: "It's nothing, I just want to ask how you feel now. I gave 'defeat the most famous street tennis player in the neighborhood' to my brother as a birthday gift. You are really thoughtful as a brother." .”

"Is this why you called me? What, you still want to conduct a post-sales investigation?" The voice on the phone sounded impatient, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Haha, I'm not that boring. I called to tell you that Amamiya regretted it."

"Repented? What do you mean? You were paid!" The voice on the phone suddenly became urgent and sounded very angry.

"Don't worry, it's not that we just took the money and didn't do the work, it's just that Amamiya suddenly felt that it was a bit unworthy to sell the invincible golden body he created for just [-] yen. If it accidentally spreads in the future, It will also damage his reputation, so we plan to cancel this transaction, and I will return all the [-] yen to you later."

"Fart! Does that boy Amamiya Izumi care about this?"

"Hey, hey, don't talk nonsense. Our Amemiya has a very strong self-esteem, but out of your sincere affection for your brother, he also specially told me. If you want to maintain the deal, that's fine. It’s just...you have to pay more!" Miura Ryohei finally revealed his true intention.

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and then a voice with gritted teeth came from: "I knew it! You two bastards just want to raise the price!"

But then the voice became a little helpless: "Tell me, how much do you want to add?"

Miura had a bright smile on his face after hearing this: "No more, no more, just add [-] yen."

"Thirty thousand yen?" The man's voice suddenly became louder, "Why don't you go and grab it? I will give you another five thousand yen at most!"

"Oh? Do you think Amemiya's self-esteem is so cheap? He will definitely be unhappy if he finds out. If this happens, I can't guarantee what this game will be like." Miura seemed to have anticipated the opponent's reaction. Answer, his tone suddenly became playful.

"Too much bullying! Daydreaming! I will not agree to your conditions!" The person on the other end of the phone cursed and hung up the phone in anger.

Miura Ryohei looked at the hung up phone and shrugged: "Oh~ I have already advised you. If you don't listen, there is nothing you can do. I just pity that boy Yoshida."

Miura turned his attention to the other side of the court and looked at Junya Yoshida who was standing on the court ready to catch the ball from a distance with pity.

"I hope your brother can call again."

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(End of this chapter)