Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

The sound of bumps and screams sounded at the same time, which has almost become the norm, and those staff have long been used to it.And the middle-aged man who stayed in the dark and kept practicing dumbbell squats couldn't help but sneer: "If there is no door beam, you can probably grow another one meter."

"cut!"

The person who came, the spiritual coach of u-17 Saito, pouted and rubbed his swollen forehead. He walked to the desk, looked at the tactical coach Yukio Kurobe, who was looking at the planning table, and said with a smile, "You know what? , Three days ago, something big happened in Okinawa."

"Oh?"

Heibu said without raising his head: "Why, your idol girl group went to perform there again?"

"Hey, let's talk business."

Saito twitched the corners of his mouth, stopped quizzing, and said directly: "That Reinhardt was shriveled in Okinawa."

Reinhardt?

Hearing this, whether it was Kurobe or Tuozhi, the brows were all frowning.They seem to have heard this name before.After thinking about it, Kurobe said uncertainly: "The representative of the American u-17?"

"No!"

Saito shook his head and said, "Correct, it's the captain."

In September, Reinhardt was selected as the new captain of the US u-17.He even made no secret of his ambitions, and issued a gauntlet to big4 in front of countless reporters.

"What, he met Polk in Okinawa?"

Kurobe buried his head and continued to write and draw.For him, Reinhardt is certainly no small figure.Especially in high school tennis, as the only captain of the U.S. team that can compete with Europe, he can be described as a hot new star.

But for him, the more important thing is to prepare a training plan to deal with the revised rules of next year's World Series.

The old men of the World Tennis Association also have nothing to do.For the World Championship, it is obvious that high school students are the protagonists, and junior high school students have little chance to express themselves except to increase the burden on the national teams.

"Hey, that's Reinhardt."

Saito looked at the two of them speechlessly, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I thought you would be interested in the fact that he was injured by a Japanese junior high school student."

"what!"

Swish!

Kurobe stood up like a conditioned reflex, he stared at Saito and said, "That American captain was injured by a Japanese junior high school student?"

Saito looked at him blankly, nodded and said, "Um...ah!"

"interesting!"

Tuozhi, who was holding a dumbbell on the side, raised his brows involuntarily: "This is not a small incident, by the way..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help looking at Kurobe and said, "Aren't you thinking about how to deal with next year's competition? I think this is a good opportunity."

"Well……"

Saito next to him shook his head and said, "Our original plan was to consider recruiting those people after next year's national competition. It seems a bit unethical to select a single person now."

"No!"

Kurobe's eyes narrowed, and there was a faint gleam in the narrow slits of his eyes. The corners of his mouth raised an elegant arc, and said, "The Tennis Association is going to hold a trial recently, isn't it?"

Saito widened his eyes: "You mean..."

"Yes."

Kurobe nodded and said, "Why don't we add something to the basic reward for winning."

Immediately, the three looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Osaka Airport.

Shiraishi's flight arrived on time.

After getting off the plane, Shiraishi, who was dragging his suitcase, switched to the bus with ease, and returned to his home in the southeast corner.

night.

The mother prepared a sumptuous meal, and after the father had a few drinks, he began to ask about Shiraishi's experience in Okinawa.Shiraishi answered one by one, his father kept nodding, and his mother kept adding food to him.

At this moment, Shiraishi felt that he finally accepted this family.Finally, he let go of his grudges and became the Shiraishi Kuranosuke of this world.

That night, Shiraishi slept soundly.

The next day, after Baishi washed up, he came to the Sitianbao Temple early.First, he handed in his learning experience this week, and then he came to the tennis club.

boom!

boom!

In the stadium, the first-year players have changed into their official uniforms.From the beginning of this semester, they will be able to participate in the school's qualifying matches, and if they are lucky, they may even become the last of the nine main selections.

Because Yuan Zhe hasn't retired from the club, but in fact, he hasn't appeared in the tennis club for a long time.

After giving some pointers to the next grade, Shiraishi started to practice on his own.

By chance, he realized the profound meaning of another dimension.

But after all, it wasn't a solid practice, and he remembered that in the original book, in order to truly master this ability, the most basic condition seemed to be to practice ten balls in a row.

So, the first graders were called up by him.

Looking at the bewildered crowd, he smiled and said, "I count one, two, three, and everyone will serve me together."