Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

After all, high school students are older and more attractive than junior high school students.

Winning or losing doesn't matter.

Mifune has achieved his goal and relieved the embarrassment of the junior high school students.At the same time, it also gave high school students back their confidence.

night.

Outside a five-star hotel in Melbourne.

"Pay attention to your etiquette."

Saito said worriedly: "There are leaders and representatives of various countries, and there are many big media. You can't say anything that shouldn't be said."

"Ok, so, can we go in?"

Byodoin waved his hand with an impatient look on his face.Kurobe shook his head secretly, he had already guessed that this person's character was well-received by Mifune, sloppy, and did not pay attention to etiquette.It's no surprise to say this.

Immediately, he turned his attention to Shiraishi in a white suit: "Jun Shiraishi, please."

"Ah."

Shiraishi nodded, but he was a little surprised by what Kurobe called him.However, since he has become the team leader, with his character, he will naturally not mess around.

"Let's go, senior."

He smiled and deliberately slowed down, letting Byodoin walk ahead.

"This kid."

The latter narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.At the same time, I glanced at Shiraishi Gao in my heart. "It's no wonder that at such a young age, he has such a terrifying psychological capacity."

Victory is not arrogant, but a humble attitude.

In exchange for someone with an arrogant personality, I am afraid that he has already swelled to an unknown place.But Shiraishi has a humble and polite attitude, which made Byodoin recognize him in tennis, and then recognize each other in life.

The two walked in, and suddenly a special waiter came to lead the way.

The second floor of the hotel.

The light is a little dim, but it is not the kind of oppressive darkness, but a very dark gray style, which looks very mysterious and very layout.

There are dozens of round tables in the hall.

The table is set according to the team's ranking, and the higher the position, the higher the ranking.

The representatives of other countries were already seated, and like Shiraishi and Byodoin, these people were all dressed in suits and dressed formally.

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, a strong voice sounded.Immediately afterwards, a crisp footstep sounded behind Shiraishi.I saw one person pushing the crowd away, walking forward like a bulldozer.

"This man is so arrogant!"

"Yeah, it's so unpretentious, this is the venue for the lottery. No matter how high his ranking is, he can't mess around, right?"

"Idiot, that's Federer from Switzerland!"

A sneer sounded: "Do you think he is rude?"

"When, of course not..."

The person who spoke before swallowed his saliva, that was the second in the world.

When the strength of the two sides is equal, he will complain and even get angry.And when there is a gap in strength between the two sides, although he dare not talk back, he is still dissatisfied.But when there is a huge disparity in strength and there is no comparison at all, the weak can only be in awe.

And the Swiss team is obviously a formidable team!

Just being the second in the world is enough to stop most people's mouths.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way for me."

Federer stepped forward and opened the bottom twenty teams.But when he came to Chen Xuan, the latter narrowed his eyes, but under Wen Rujian's gesture, he did not attack.

21, 20, 19!

People from these three countries did not dare to complain about Federer, so they avoided it in an instant.The last one left is Shiraishi and Byodoin.

"Step aside!"

Federer snorted coldly and raised his hand to push the two away.

Snapped!

however.

He was caught.

"court death!"

Federer was furious in his heart. In the bottom [-] team, someone dared to stop him?However, when he raised his head and saw the terrifying eyes of the other party, his eyelids trembled subconsciously.

"Ping, Byodoin Phoenix..."

As if he had seen a ghost, his body trembled instinctively.

"You let me go?"

Byodoin looked at him coldly: "Is that what Amadis taught you?"