Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

"Xiao Lin-kun."

Who knows, Shiraishi didn't speak, but that Miyamoto turned around.He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Xiao Lin deeply, and said, "I haven't asked you, why did you suddenly disappear. Oh, by the way, who is this disheveled person?"

"This……"

Hearing this, Xiao Lin's expression froze.

His face changed, and finally he put on a flattering smile and said, "Didn't I go to Mr. Yugi, right, this is Mr. Yugi, who ranks third in Japanese tennis."

"Hay!"

The voice just fell, but he saw Shanmu's feet together, and bowed [-] degrees to Miyamoto, saying: "My dear Shanmuyu, it is easy to receive an invitation from Mr. Miyamoto, I..."

"Are you the NO.3?"

After he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Miyamoto, but saw the other party shook his head with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "As far as the strength just now is concerned, with all due respect..."

"No!"

Seeing the change in Shanmu's face, he hurriedly said: "Miya, Mr. Miyamoto, I was not serious just now, I just accompany and accompany this person to simply play, my strength is far more than that..."

"Sure enough, you still hide your strength..."

Who knows, Shiraishi smiled and said, "The right side of your left foot must have suffered a dark injury, right? If I guessed correctly, this is a habit that has accumulated over the years. When you move, your body will always turn to the right."

"As for the wrist of your right hand, you should have just had a minor bone-setting operation. It's not like a training injury, but it's like the instinct to support it with your wrist when you fall outside."

Every time he said a word, Shanmu's face turned pale.

"Also, the left wrist..."

"Hey, what are you?"

At this time, Kobayashi looked at him with sharp eyes, he pointed at Shiraishi, and said, "This is the No. 3 in the Japanese tennis world, a real professional player, and you are worthy to guide him? Isn't that right, Sugigi... ?"

Saying that, he turned around, but only saw the pale face of Shanmu.Bean-sized beads of sweat gathered on the tip of his nose, but he didn't know it, and his body was trembling slightly.

"He He……"

His voice was a little knotted, his throat seemed to be stuck by something, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"What he said...was absolutely correct."

Next to him, a smile hung on the corner of Miyamoto's mouth, looking at Shanmu who was shaking, and said with a smile, "Really?"

"What, what's the situation?"

Xiao Lin's eyes trembled, and it was only then that he realized something was wrong.But just when he was about to ask Shanmu, the other party seemed to remember something, looked at Shiraishi with wide eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Shiro, Shiraishi, are you that Shiraishi? Shiraishi Kuranosuke from the Japan-Korea round robin?!! "

He finally remembered where he had seen this person.

The opponent was actually Baishi who showed his mighty power in the Japan-Korea round robin and completely defeated the South Korean team leader Park Dae-sung!

God!

What did he just say, what stupid things did he do!

At this moment, Shanmu has the urge to hit the wall.But seeing that Shiraishi's expression did not change, and the corner of Miyamoto's eyes was slightly playful, he quickly woke up and bowed twice in a row: "I'm very sorry, I'm very sorry!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left under Xiao Lin's stunned gaze.

"Forehead……"

Xiao Lin was also stunned, but he quickly reacted and said to Miyamoto: "Lord Miyamoto, but if Shanmu leaves, what about this guest?"

"I think you should think about your job."

Miyamoto raised his brows, his eyes flashed a bit of sternness, and said, "Why don't you hurry up, do you want me to send you?"

"no no!"

Xiao Lin's face changed greatly, and he quickly turned to leave.

In an instant, only Shiraishi, Miyamoto, and the stunned... Nanako were left in the stadium.

"The idiots are finally gone."

Miyamoto looked at Shiraishi and said with a smile, "How is it, let's talk?"

"Talk about what?"

Shiraishi looked at each other, his eyes narrowed into a line, and said, "That... guest?"

"Bingo!"

Miyamoto snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it's easy to chat with smart people. That Shanmu just now was found by my idiot subordinate and was a guest at the opening ceremony of the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition. However, you can also see Here, with this kind of technology..."

Speaking of this, he actually shrugged, and the mature and stable feeling on his body suddenly dissipated.

"This is who I am."

Seeing that Shiraishi was a little surprised, Miyamoto continued: "You know, you can't do my job without a little momentum. But to be honest, I don't like this feeling very much."

"Forehead……"

Looking at each other's appearance, Shiraishi and Nanako's mind couldn't help but have a lewd look of squinting and picking their noses.

Sure enough, will the students taught by the entering Taoist coach eventually become like this?