Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Shiraishi's mouth twitched.

He glanced at Nanjiro lightly, would the other party want to tell him the history of modern China?This is no different from getting a big axe in front of Luban's gate.

Fortunately, Nanjiro changed the subject and said, "But you know, tennis must be played with certain economic conditions."

In other words, it's a movement akin to aristocracy.

"However, the level of tennis in this country, in that environment, was no weaker than in Japan at the time."

Nanjiro shook his head and said, "I've never figured this out."

"And now, their lives have improved and more people are playing tennis..."

Speaking of this, he looked a little dignified and said: "And with China's population base, in the future, their tennis will become very scary."

The population of China is the sum of Japan, the United States, and Europe.Although now, the number of tennis population is far less than the three, but in the future, it may reach the sum of the three.

What a horrible thing that would be.

"I understand."

Shiraishi probably understood Minamijiro's worries.There has always been a strange phenomenon in Chinese sports. Once they have touched the essence of training in a certain competition, they will become the hegemons in the field.

Like... ping pong.

From Nanjiro's words, he probably guessed the current level of tennis in China.The average is above Japan, but there are no bad players or amazing talents.

As for whether China will provoke the tennis status of Europe and the United States in the future, Shiraishi is happy to have an opinion.

After all, his position has never changed.

Now he, if you want to describe it, is like a person with dual nationality of China and Japan.Wherever the development is good, he is happy to see it.

The words are far away.

Nanjiro continued: "As for South Korea, there is no need to take it to heart."

"No!"

Seemingly thinking of something, he looked at Shiraishi and said, "If you encounter South Korea in the round robin, you must be careful of their little moves."

Little action?

Shiraishi was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that in the original book, the team called the Republic of Xia Zhiguan actually locked the opponent in the bathroom.

"I see."

Shiraishi nodded earnestly, indeed, being defensive is a must.

"Probably, that's all, ah~ uh!"

Speaking of this, Nanjiro stretched his waist and said, "I'll go to bed first, you can chat with Nanako."

"Okay... um."

Just as Shiraishi got up, out of the corner of his eye glanced at Nanjiro's arms, revealing half of the xx magazine.

"Dad, I'm back."

At this moment, a clear voice sounded, a bit immature, and it seemed that the voice change period had not been completely passed.

Ok?

Hearing this, Shiraishi's feet that were about to move stopped.

"This is... Echizen Ryoma?"

In his mind, the slightly arrogant young man who pointed at his opponent with a racket and said, "It's still far away", could not help but come to his mind.

"strangeness."

Walking into the yard, Echizen frowned involuntarily.

He glanced at the big clock not far away, but he didn't see the sloppy figure of his father. When he walked over, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The atmosphere in the yard is a little different.

To be precise, it was the tennis court, and the feeling it gave him seemed to be very different from usual.

Faintly, there is a sense of... sharpness.

"Longma-kun is back."

At this time, Nanako, who had finished her housework, came out and looked at the handsome young man. She smiled and said, "It's a pity that I'm late, so I can only wait for dinner."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry... eh?"

Echizen shook his head and said, but when he was about to change his shoes and enter the house, his pupils shrank slightly: "Sister Nanako, are there any guests at home?"

"Oh, yes."

Nanako smiled and said, "Come in, let me introduce you."

"What, is Ryoma back?"

At this moment, Shiraishi came out, he looked at Echizen with a smile, and said, "Hello, I'm Shiraishi, Nanako's boyfriend."

"Male, boyfriend..."