Tennis: You regret kicking me out of Qingxue now?

14.

In the street tennis court.

The others were silent.

Because they were all abused by the brown-haired boy.

So when the other party said tennis was simple with a look of disgust on his face, everyone had no way to refute and could only hold back in their hearts.

"It's boring, it's really boring! Never touch this kind of thing again!"

The brown-haired boy became more and more irritable: "That old man, what he said is all lies!"

"Tennis is really simple!"

Not long ago, an old man claimed to be the coach of a certain tennis club. It is said that the tennis club is pretty good and has had amazing results.

After watching a tennis match of the brown-haired boy, the other party thought he was a rare sports genius, so he invited him to join a certain tennis club.

As for what tennis club it was, the brown-haired boy had forgotten it. He was not willing to spend his time remembering these meaningless things. It seemed... there was a mountain?

But because the old man always persevered in persuading him, he also persisted a little bit and did not give up tennis so quickly, hoping to really find fun in tennis.

However, it is still the same as other sports.

There is no difficulty at all.

And no difficulty means... no fun!

Just when everyone felt frustrated and the brown-haired boy was annoyed, a voice finally came:

"I also think tennis is simple, why do they think it is difficult!"

Finally someone refuted the other party?

Wait...

What the hell!

Why is it another person who said tennis is simple? !

All the frustrated people looked in the direction of the voice along with the brown-haired boy.

Only to see a red-haired boy slowly walking over, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, coupled with his ridiculously high appearance, everyone felt a little bit of toothache!

Handsome!

Really handsome!

The brown-haired boy was also stunned, and then he pouted his lips in dissatisfaction, and his eyes became a little dangerous: "Who are you, who told you to casually interrupt my conversation?"

While speaking, the brown-haired boy looked at the red-haired boy provocatively.

Even though he agreed with what Matsuoka Rin said, he hated this feeling, especially the red-haired boy opposite him, who always gave him a strange feeling.

But...

Red hair!

The brown-haired boy stared at the other's red hair, thinking, as if red hair was also quite eye-catching? But he had wanted to dye his hair white for a long time...?

And the red-haired boy was naturally Matsuoka Rin.

"Me? My name is Matsuoka Rin."

Matsuoka Rin explained with a smile, showing his shark teeth, and looked at the brown-haired boy strangely.

For some reason, he always felt that this brown-haired boy looked familiar.

But in his memory, there was no such person at all.

Although his memory of the Prince of Tennis world was a little vague, he still remembered the people in front of him very clearly.

But he really couldn't remember who had brown hair in the early stage of the Prince of Tennis world?

While thinking.

"Rin Matsuoka? Wait? When did I ask you who..."

Akutsu Jin subconsciously retorted, but soon fell silent. It seemed that he really asked.

This made Agutsu Jin subconsciously want to be angry.

"Damn it, you, come and play a game with me!"

Under the irritable mood, Agutsu Jin completely forgot that he had just decided not to touch tennis again.

"Play a game? Sure."

Rin Matsuoka did not hesitate and answered quickly.

The reason why he came to the street tennis court was to play a game.

Otherwise, he would not have run from Hyotei to the street tennis court.

...

At the same time that Matsuoka Rin agreed to play with Agutsu Jin.

This is Yamabuki Junior High School.

"No, I'd better go now!"

Banda Kan'ya took a sip of tea and finally made up his mind.

He met a boy about a month ago.

Although the boy's personality is a bit difficult to deal with, he is sure that he is a rare tennis genius, no, a genius!!

He only played tennis for a short period of half a year in the sixth grade of elementary school, and when he picked up the racket again, he could easily reach the level of most talented first-year students.

An absolute sports genius!

This is also one of the reasons why Kan'ya Banda did not extend an olive branch to Rin Matsuoka immediately. He was still waiting and watching.

But before he could see a result, Rin Matsuoka went to Hyotei.

Although Kan'ya Banda is confident that the difficult guy is different from Rin Matsuoka, he can't get him to join Yamabuki, and others are even more hopeless.

But today, his right eyelid still twitched for some unknown reason.

So BandaKaneya decided to lobby that difficult guy again!

…

At the same time.

Street tennis court.

Rin Matsuoka and Jin Akutsu stood in the court.

A person in charge of the street tennis court was responsible for scoring the two.

In this world of tennis for all, even street tennis courts are very large and planned. Players who come can register their serial numbers or their names.

The serial number is the order of the time they come to this street tennis court.

Soon, the two of them made a simple guess.

"One set of six games, the first game, player No. 4347 serves!"

The person in charge quickly announced loudly.

The first game is Jin Akutsu's serve.

4347, this is the serial number when Jin Akutsu registered.

Baseline serving area.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Jin Akutsu slapped the tennis ball a little irritably, and at the same time glanced at Rin Matsuoka opposite, and his heart became more and more irritable.

He had originally planned to never touch tennis again, and when the old man came, he would tell him not to bother him anymore.

But he didn't expect that, by some strange coincidence, a game would start.

"Then let's get rid of him quickly!"

Akutsu snorted coldly. He really didn't want to touch this boring sport anymore, or rather, all these sports were boring!

"Hey, I'm serving the ball!"

"Swish!"

"Boom!"

It was just a hint, and Akutsu Jin didn't bother to care whether Matsuoka Rin reacted or not.

His knees bounced up, his muscles tensed, his eyes were like torches, and he caught the moment of the tennis ball and swung it down heavily.

After doing all this, Akutsu Jin had already retracted his racket.

The opponent was of the same age, and he was going all out, so there was no suspense in this ball.

This was confidence, and it was also a fact.

In an instant, a huge slapping sound came from the tennis ball.

From the sound of the ball hitting, we can see the power of the ball, which is definitely not weak.

"Oh?"

Rin Matsuoka looked at Akutsu Jin with some surprise, "It's a little interesting."

In his perception, this ball is indeed not bad.

But...

That's all!

"Bang!"

The tennis ball landed.

Akutsu Jin was very familiar with this sound, which made him feel bored, and it was like this again!

But the next moment, his whole body was stiff.

"0:15!"

The voice of the person in charge sounded.

What?

Who 15? !