The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Dan Shenggu, who just went to Zongwu High to inquire, brought back the answer to Wu.

"Ask for leave?"

Wu didn't even think that there was someone more unreliable than their coach.

"It is said that they should have a teacher leading the team, but it seems that they don't know where they went."

"...Hey, don't these guys look down on us too much?"

Now even Wu Ye, a newcomer who doesn't have any sense of belonging to the tennis club, feels a little upset. The coach doesn't show up, and the teacher who leads the team also disappears. Isn't this attitude too bad?

Moreover, those guys over there are not very serious guys, right?

The distance between the two sides is not too far, and Wu also easily saw the starting players on the Zongwu High side. He glanced at it, first of all, the first, ordinary-looking passers-by, no matter how you look at it, they are the kind who come to make up the number .

Then look back, the second one is a boy who looks like a girl, uh, no, that's a girl, right?Hello!There is a problem with the team formation over there!This is a men's tennis match!What's the matter with calling a girl out!

Suppressing the desire to complain in his heart, Wu Ye's eyes fell on the third person, who was a guy with arrogant blond hair.

As far as first impressions go, Wu is also eager to get the ball in his face.

As an ordinary human race who defines his role as a passerby and has survived in the outside world for seventeen years, Takeshi also has the same characteristics as many ordinary passers-by, well, the same characteristics as many ordinary male passers-by, then——

I hate shiny guys, especially those who look like the protagonist of life and are surrounded by everyone.

It would be better if the target is a woman, but if the target is a man...

"……accurate."

"Huh? Kosaka-san, what are you talking about?"

Dan Shenggu looked at Wu Ye who suddenly exuded strong hostility, and curiously followed his gaze to Zong Wu Gao's side:

"Could it be that you care about Hashan-san?"

"That guy's name is Hayama."

After squinting his eyes for a few more times and remembering the appearance of the blond guy, Wu Ye stopped paying attention to him, and instead asked Dan Shenggu:

"Your information is quite good, and you were able to find out his name."

"I'm not that boring."

Dan Shenggu turned his head disdainfully, and gestured to Wu Ye with his eyes:

"Look over there."

"Ok?"

Looking in the direction Danshenggu pointed out, the displeasure on Wu Ye's face instantly doubled.

In the stands, the students who came to cheer on the side of Zongwu High School all held banners and shouted a person's name with a unified slogan:

"Ha Shan-san, come on-!"

"That person's popularity looks super high."

Dan Shenggu folded his hands, observed the other party with a little interest, and then commented:

"In terms of appearance, it's true that ordinary people can't compare, but the most powerful thing is that person's aura, right? It feels like that group of people are not here to cheer for the tennis club, but to cheer for him alone."

Glancing at Wu Ye with a dark face, Dan Shenggu handed the racket to Wu Ye with a teasing smile and said:

"Unlike you, that guy's life is completely in the protagonist mode."

"whispering sound."

Wu Ye stood up and took the racket from Dan Shenggu, and said maliciously:

"Fortunately, that blond guy didn't play in the first game, otherwise I would definitely beat him to Yan Yi."

"Hehe, let me take this as your declaration of victory. Come on, Kosaka-san."

"You don't need to tell me I will."

Wu was also the starting player and was the first to play. At the beginning, his original intention was to end the game unassumingly, but after what happened just now, his mind changed.

Even if he can't beat Zong Wu Gao, he still wants to disgust this group of arrogant guys, especially that Hayama.

Before Wu Ye came to the net line, he first shook hands with the opponent's players. His opponent was the guy who looked like a passer-by, which unexpectedly matched his position.

At the end of the handshake, Wu did not return to the scene immediately, but started a conversation with the other party:

"Senior, do you mind if I ask you something?"

"Well, what?"

The other party's personality was the same as his appearance, and he was also a kind-hearted type. He didn't care about Wu Ye's abruptness. Seeing this, he said bluntly:

"Is that yellow hair your minister?"

"Yellow, yellow hair...?"

Seemingly intimidated by Wu Ye's merciless targeting, the other party showed a surprised expression, and then said with some embarrassment:

"No, Ha Shan is our foreign aid, and I am the head of the tennis department."

"..."