Tennis: Ice Emperor, Keigo Jibe!

Tokyo, Akihabara.

As a national tennis tournament, the popularity is quite high.

Especially Yuezhi Moonlight, a group of seeded players, will come to the competition.

Let more and more eyes be drawn to it.

Reporters from major tennis monthly magazines arrived as soon as possible.

They all want to take this opportunity to see the strength of these soon-to-be Neon U17 players.

“Senior, is there any powerful character appearing this time? I see how nervous you look. ”

“The National Middle School Tennis Tournament, there is still half a year, powerful people, should be training hard.”

Shibasaori looked to the side in disbelief, and complained towards Inoue Mamoru.

“Saori, let you do your homework seriously, and don’t listen.”

“In this competition, there are many top talents.”

“Byodoin Phoenix and Yuezhi Moonlight, they are all genius teenagers who have already obtained the qualification to join the U17 training camp.”

Compared to the immature Shibasa Saori, Inoue Mamoru’s years of experience have always been able to learn about the news of the explosion first.

Talented teenagers who are about to enter the U17 compete together.

Can this definitely make headlines?

“Hey, Saori, you’re distracted again? Listen carefully to what others are saying. ”

Looking back at Saori Shiba, Inoue Mamoru was helpless.

The little girl is good at everything, but she is often distracted.

“God, such a noble temperament, such a handsome teenager.”

Shibasaori complained about the air tube senior, Inoue Mamoru, staring at a teenager in the distance with a peach heart in his eyes.

“Inoue-senpai, I feel that the boy is very powerful, let’s go to the interview.”

Shibaori’s words fell, and he walked directly to the purple-gray short-haired boy alone.

Only then did Inoue Mamoru look up and be stunned when he saw the purple-gray short-haired boy.

“Is he?”

Keigo Jibe!!

The young master of the Jibu Foundation, the only heir.

Returning from abroad, taking control of the Ice Emperor Academy, and planning to change the neon tennis arena is well known.

I really haven’t seen Keigo Jibe with my own eyes.

But Inoue Mamoru still tried in every possible way to get a photo of Keigo Jibe.

Noble and gorgeous, neat purple-gray short hair, like a pendant, the birch land Chonghong.

Nothing stands out in the crowd.

Led by the Traces, the Ice Emperor’s main candidates are all wearing special tennis uniforms.

On the chest is an extremely brilliant ice flower.

“Saori wait for me!”

Discovering the identity of Keigo Jibe, Inoue Mamoru’s whole person was excited.

Trotting all the way, faster than Shiba-yar.

“Young Master Jibu, I am Mamoru Inoue, a reporter for a monthly tennis magazine.”

“If you can, can you please be interviewed by us?”

Well?

Yakuzu and the others were a little stunned when they heard Inoue’s words.

However, the subject of the interview was the minister.

The eyes of the Ice Emperor Zhengxuan all fell on the traces.

“Of course it’s no problem.”

Chuckling and looking at Inoue Mamoru, Jibu did not refuse the interview.

In the eyes of the Ministry of Traces, this is to lay a good foundation for the Ice Emperor Selection.

In the future, there will be many things about facing the camera and interviews.

There’s nothing wrong with getting used to it in advance.

Moreover, there is still some time before the official start of the competition.

Interviews don’t delay the game.

“Young Master Jibu, if I’m not mistaken.”

“You won the National Elementary School Tennis Tournament held in Kakisaka Park, right?”

Inoue Mamoru was very polite in the interview.

After all, in addition to the ridiculously strong tennis talent.

It is also the only heir of the Trace Consortium, which is the Trace Consortium at the head of the four major consortiums.

Inoue Mamoru’s many years of experience make him feel a little embarrassed and nervous at the moment.

It doesn’t matter if you track.

After all, everywhere you go, you are treated with the anger of the guests on the seat, and it is not once or twice.

I’ve long been used to it.

“It’s me.”

“Mr. Inoue doesn’t have to be so nervous, I’m not a monster, I can’t eat people.”

“If you have any questions you want to interview, you can say it slowly.”

Keigo Jibe has a very humble attitude, and Shibasaori only feels that the flowers are blooming in front of him, and spring is coming.

“Noble temperament, excellent tennis talent, and such humble and good speech.”

“I really like it.”

Inoue Mamoru was helpless.

Shibasa ori is a nymphomaniac, can you keep it.

So obvious, didn’t you see that the true master of the Ministry of Traces heard it?

However, both of Inoue Mamoru and the Trail Department subconsciously ignored Shibasaori.

Women, only affect the speed of the swing.

“If I remember correctly, the Ice Emperor Tennis Department only conducted an internal selection a few days ago, and there were eight main selections and four substitutes.”

“Now, shouldn’t we actively prepare for the regional qualifiers?”

Inoue kept his words, and before the Ministry of Traces could speak, Ryo Shishido said.

“That’s because the minister told us that only real combat can cultivate strong people.”

“Blindly burying your head and practicing hard, the effect is doubled with half the effort.”

This surprised Inoue Mamoru.

He clearly remembered that the tennis department of the Ice Emperor had just begun to reform.

Both the regular and the substitutes are first-year junior high school students.

With such a team, to participate in a national tennis tournament?

Facing a group of older players?

It’s too arrogant.

Recently, it has not been without figures.

For example, the kings of Kanagawa, Yukimura Seiichi and Sanada Shinichiro.

The two are talented and determined.

As soon as he joined Lihai University, he quickly became the leader of Lihai University’s tennis club.

But even so, they still managed to develop.

The Ice Emperor set off reforms, which can be said to have just been rebuilt.

How confident is this, dare to bring a group of first-grade candidates to participate in a competition of this scale?

How about training and training, accumulating strength, right?

Or are the first-year freshmen in the Ice Empire all freak-like geniuses like Jibu?

Inoue Mamoru couldn’t figure it out, but after taking a hard look at the tracks, he came up with a surprising idea.

“Perhaps, the neon tennis world that has been decaying for decades will really be changed by the Ministry of Traces.”

I don’t know why, but it was just the first time I saw the Ministry of Traces.

But Inoue Mamoru’s heart is quite confident in the tracks.