Net King: This player is backed by justice

Chapter 173 The Prince of Badminton, Coach Ryuzaki called
"Let us congratulate Jinguji Hikari for winning this game!"

“At the same time, let us cheer loudly for this year’s national champion!”

"The name of this year's national champion is - Qingxue!"

"Shh!"

Waking up from sleep with a surging mood.

Looking at the familiar ceiling, consciousness slowly returned, Jinguji Hikari couldn't help but smile.

It seems that the excitement of winning the championship has not passed yet.

When I closed my eyes again, the scene of that day was vivid in my mind.

The cheers, the flashes, the ribbons, the overjoyed smiles of the teammates, and finally the glittering golden championship trophy exuding dreamy colors.

Now it is displayed in the school's trophy room.

Well, after the tennis club gets a few more trophies, maybe there will be a dedicated trophy display room.

After recalling the happy time, Jinguji Hikaru opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the medal belonging to the MVP player placed on the table. The golden luster gave Jinguji Hikaru an instant motivation to get up.

After a simple wash, Jinguji Hikari yawned and went downstairs wearing simple shorts and shorts, while casually pulling his hair with his hands.

I am so happy to not have hairline worries at such a young age.

"Morning!"

"Oh, good morning."

Seeing Jinguji Haru's surprised look, Jinguji Haru said casually: "There's no need to be so surprised, it's not too early to get up now."

"Hehe, isn't this rare?"

Jinguji Haru smiled and blinked, her big eyes were bright, but she said indifferently: "Then what do you have to do today? If not."

"Have."

Jinguji Hikaru interrupted Jinguji Haru's words while drinking hot milk.

Jinguji Haru, who was a little disappointed, puffed up his face without any trace, and then asked: "What's going on?"

There was no immediate answer. Jinguji Hikaru raised his eyes and glanced at Jinguji Haru. Then, while spreading pineapple jam on the bread, he said, "You won't attract boys if you like to inquire deeply."

Apply evenly and meticulously to every corner. Jinguji Hikaru deliberately applied a little more on the thick edge of the toast, and then stuffed it into his mouth with a look of enjoyment.

The sweet, sour and sweet feeling, and the fresh fruit pieces made Jinguji Hikari feel that his whole body was full of energy.

"I'm going to have a team-building activity with the tennis club members today."

"Oh."

Hearing what Jinguji Hikaru said, Jinguji Haru could only nod his head helplessly, but still said: "But if you said that I would annoy boys like this, why did you tell me?"

"Because even if you are like this, a boy who doesn't hate you must like you very much."

Jinguji Hikaru said calmly, worrying about the quality of his brother-in-law in the future.

Jinguji Haru's pretty face turned red.

"I, I'm still a primary school student, isn't it too early to say this?"

"I can't help it. Who told our family to look so standard?"

Jinguji Hikaru finished the toast in two bites, and then started eating fried eggs, sausages, steak, and a small portion of pasta.

Whose standard breakfast is 40 yuan?

After finishing breakfast and resting for a while, Jinguji Hikaru went out.

As for the theme of today’s team building activity -

"It's badminton!"

Kikumaru said cheerfully.

Dashi was slightly disappointed.

“Honestly, I still think the atmosphere in a bowling alley is more appropriate.”

Fuji Shusuke also looked regretful.

"If you want to relax, billiards is actually quite good."

Inui Sadaharu adjusted his glasses and suggested: "Honestly, beach volleyball."

"Agan, stop talking!"

Before Inui Sadaharu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jinguji Hikaru.

Seeing the latter's unexpected and slightly innocent and aggrieved look, Jinguji Hikaru said seriously: "Promise me, try not to play beach volleyball in the future. It's easy to catch a cold, and it's easy to hold on."

I always felt that there was something in Jinguji Hikari's words, but Inui Sadaharu had no evidence.

All in all, today's team building of the Qingxue Tennis Club focuses on badminton and dinner parties.

If you are having a dinner party, of course you have to exercise a lot before eating more deliciously.

"Then, let's compete!"

Kikumaru said with high spirits.

"The last few will share the cost of the dinner for a while."

Of course, no one had any objections.

We still waited until we entered the library to discuss the grouping.

A group of people walked into the badminton hall lively.

So many young guys came in at once, which immediately attracted the attention of those who were exercising in the venue.

Well, all of them look very healthy and can easily fight.

The eyes of several white-collar men flashed with nostalgia and envy.

As for the white-collar lady beside them, her eyes were shining, and she looked at Jinguji Hikari and his group from time to time, while also discussing in a low voice.

My brother is so tender and my sister is so loving.The grandparents just showed kind smiles and stopped asking.

There are seven people in total, so Jinguji and the others only rented two venues.

Because the number of people was evenly distributed, one person had a bye.

But before that.

"Everyone, this is a new drink I recently developed, called garlic juice. Are you interested?"

Garlic sauce.
It's not like eating hot pot.

Kikumaru looked at the people around him with some worry, and whispered: "There are other people here, why don't we forget about it, in case we make a fool of ourselves then?"

When Inui Sadaharu heard this, he immediately smiled lightly.

"Oh, Kikumaru, are you scared?"

! ! ! ! !

"Come on! come on!"

Come on, you're not Aaron.

Jinguji Hikari watched things gradually develop in a dangerous direction and was powerless to stop it.

After all, if you think about it, there is a high probability that Gan Sadaharu’s garlic sauce cannot be used to make hot pot.

By the way, Jinguji's is just spicy with garlic paste, oyster sauce, sesame oil, green onions, coriander, and millet.

Tahini or something, so weird.

Very simple rules, just the loser and the garlic sauce. Let’s start grouping.

"Hey, I accidentally got a bye. What good luck."

Kawamura Takashi rubbed his head naively, showed the bye draw in his hand, and said embarrassedly.

This made Inge Sadaharu shed tears of envy.

I was envious because Takashi Kawamura had a bye, and the tears came out because...
"Let's go, Agan."

Jinguji Hikari put his arm around Inui Sadaharu's shoulders, as if a senior in school was bullying a junior, and said maliciously: "Your garlic juice sounds terrible, do you want to drink it and see?"

Inui Sadaharu was put on the shoulder by Jinguji Hikari, and his body stiffened for a moment, and he said in a somewhat unnatural tone: "Well, what about that, let's compete first."

"Oh, if you lift a badminton, you can win me!"

Jinguji Hikaru raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile: "Why, the data in tennis can still be used in badminton?"

"Then do you know the brand and material of the badminton racket, the poundage of the string, the brand and material of the badminton racket, as well as the ventilation speed, friction, and air humidity of the venue?"

"The most important thing is that as your opponent, my data, you"

Seeing Sadaharu's face becoming increasingly livid, stiff and bitter, Hikaru Jinguji patted Sadaharu's shoulder meaningfully and gave him a look that was asking for blessings.

Although in Inui Sadaharu's opinion, Jinguji Hikaru's eyes were like the devil's evil smile.

God, why on earth am I so unlucky?

Inui Sadaharu lost the game as expected.

The results of other people's competitions were also determined.

"Look at how awesome my uncle Kikumaru is!"

Kikumaru in front of the net got up high and smashed hard.

"Hmph, it's still too early to win against me."

A cold light flashed in Fuji's eyes, and he hit the brown bear directly into the net.

"Oh!"

what!
Kikumaru turned around and looked at the tennis ball falling on the baseline, holding his head in grief and anger.

"Ah, just a little bit close!"

"What a shame, Kikumaru."

Fuji smiled.

"Then, please use it."

Kikumaru looked at the haggard-looking Inui Sadaharu (who had finished drinking the garlic juice) and tremblingly handed over a glass of drink that exuded an indescribable luster, with despair in his eyes.

Kikumaru, die!

Oishi also lost to Tezuka Kunimitsu.

Dashi, died.

After a series of games, the final winner still had to be decided between Hikari Jinguji and Kunimitsu Tezuka.

Dang Dang Dang Dang!
Jinguji Hikaru and Tezuka Kunimitsu stood on both sides of the court.

Jinguji Hikaru chuckled: "Tezuka, I never thought I would be standing here competing with you."

Tezuka Kunimitsu nodded.

"Let's concentrate on it! Jinguji Temple!"

The war is about to break out, but at this moment.
"Jinguji, your phone number!"

"Ah, thanks."

Jinguji Hikaru took the phone and saw it was Coach Ryuzaki.

"Hey, coach, what's going on?"

Ok?
Jinguji Hikaru turned his head and glanced at Tezuka Kunimitsu opposite him, and replied: "Yes, Tezuka is with me."

After hearing this, everyone became curious.

Do you have anything to do with Jinguji and Tezuka?
After hearing Coach Ryuzaki's words, Jinguji Hikari's expression became strange.

(End of this chapter)