I Never Hang Up When I Play Tennis

"cut."

Sanada was speechless, and then used it as fast as the wind.

6:0.

Sanada wins.

The national competition ended with Rikkai's victory.

Total score, 30.

Kurobe Yukio, looking at Sanada with bright eyes, the current goal, not breaking the Iron Man, has long been ignored by him.

(Good, good, good, Sanada Genichiro, good, very good.)

(And Yanagi Renji, also a genius.)

Thinking of the age of Sanada and Yanagi, Kurobe Yukio calmed down, there were still two and a half years left.

(It seems that today is not in vain.) Kurobe Yukio smiled.

Takamura nodded.

3-0 win, barely meeting expectations.

So next, is it possible to go to U17?

Takamura's eyes drifted into the distance.

"Come on, Vantage." Atobe left.

People who know Atobe can see that the "August 13" in Atobe's heart is anxious.

"This year's Rikkai is really strong and terrifying. If it's next year..." Sweat dripped down Shiraishi's face.

Such Rikkai, he really doesn't know what to win.

"You don't need to worry about other people, as long as we rest and do our best." Xiu slapped Shiraishi with a slap.

"Training with all your strength, playing with all your strength, even if you lose, your skills are not as good as others, and you have a clear conscience."

Xiu's words caused the quiet boy beside him to raise his eyebrows.

"Shitenhouji?" Fuji thought to himself.

"Maybe, it's a good school."

Fuji Syusuke, has decided to transfer schools, the only hesitation is where to transfer.

It now appears that Shitenhouji can be considered.

As for the organizing committee, they frowned.

This year's Rikkai won the championship with an absolute advantage, and the lineup was dominated by freshmen.

Then next year, Rikkai's strength must be even more terrifying.

No matter who you play, it's a 3-0 sweep, just like this year.

No, it can't be like this. If there are two less games, how much will the naming fee and advertising fee be reduced?

Or, change the format? Do you have to play five games per game?

Dozens of more games, advertising costs can increase again.

Looking at each other, the members of the organizing committee could see each other's meaning.

After tacit understanding, he smiled again and awarded the champion.

After the award, Takamura went to the club to train again.

The improvement of strength is just so boring and uninteresting.

Only by practicing day after day and enduring the unacceptable loneliness and loneliness can we continue to reach the peak.

"Chairman, Takamura-kun is here." In the club, Chairman Nakaju Yangxiang received the news.

"Okay, here he is.

Zhongju Yangxiang paced, today, the club will have a distinguished guest, that is the U17 head coach three Mifūne Nyudō three.

Zhongju Yangxiang also said something, so he invited three Mifūne Nyudō three to come.

Just to show San Mifūne Nyudō San, the real genius - Makoto Takamura.

Once you see Makoto Takamura, the resources leaking from San Mifūne Nyudō's hands are enough to make Yang Xiang's mouth full of oil.

As for Takamura's inability to enter the three eyes of Mifūne Nyudō three?

That's simply not possible.

Let's put it this way, if even Makoto Takamura is not a genius, then Zhongju Yangxiang is willing to dig out his eyeballs as a bubble.

"Haha, Coach Mifune, hurry up, you will have a big surprise today.

"Ah yawn," San Mifūne Nyudō yawned as he walked slowly towards the Zhongju Club.

Every now and then, take a few sips from the jug.

Not in a hurry at all.

In contrast, Zhongju Yangxiang was anxious.

Because according to Takamura's schedule, he was about to leave.

"Takamura-kun, can you wait a moment?" Nakaju Yangxiang smiled.

"What's wrong?""

"That's it, Zhongju Yangxiang gritted his teeth and said his plan.

"I intend to introduce a distinguished guest to you."

"Japan U17 head coach, Mr. San Mifūne Nyudō San."

It's him.

Takamura was taken aback.

After thinking about it, Takamura smiled lightly.

Now is not the best time to join u17.

Takamura, Mifūne Nyudō begged him to join, rather than eagerly joining, as if he couldn't wait.

"Sorry, I still have something to do, I have to go first."

"Can't you wait? Takamura-kun, you probably don't know what u17 means. 35

"Mr. Yangxiang Zhongju, I know the meaning of U17. U17, World Cup.

It's just that my schedule tells me that I'm going back to rest. Self-discipline is the source of my strength.

In fact, after possessing the ability to manipulate cells, Takamura's strict schedule has been abolished.

Takamura said that, but he just didn't want to meet San Mifūne Nyudō San....

Zhongju Yangxiang was stunned, and there was no more doubt about Takamura's achievements.

Appreciation for Takamura is more than words.

"Really not? Takamura-kun?"

"No. 35

"I see, Takamura-kun, please.

At this moment, Zhongju Yangxiang put his status very low.

Because self-discipline is what top athletes must insist on.

Long-term self-discipline can greatly prolong an athlete's career and help athletes better break through the peak.

With Makoto Takamura's talent, strength, and strict self-discipline, the last shortcoming was filled.

If nothing happens, professional players are just the starting point for Takamura.

(Maybe, Makoto Takamura, will be Japan's second Grand Slam winner.)

Thinking of this, Nakaju Yangxiang did not want to offend Takamura more and more.

Half an hour later, three Mifūne Nyudō three were long overdue.

"What's the matter.

"That's right, I'm here to introduce a genius named Makoto Takamura. Nakaju Yang Xiang respectfully said.

Makoto Takamura?

Three Mifūne Nyudō three frowned.

Have not heard.

"How big?

"Country One""

.

Normally, three Mifūne Nyudō three are concerned about Guosan, who is about to join the u17 seedlings.

"What about others?"

"already left."

"Oh," San Mifūne Nyudō San lost interest.

Anyway, it is at most national level, which is nothing in U17.

Not meeting me is Makoto Takamura's biggest regret in this life.

1.9

As for Zhongju Yangxiang, he smiled and sat next to him.

Mr. Mifune, being late today may be the thing you regret most in the future. You regret meeting a treasure, a real treasure that is destined to shock the world.

Takamura returned home to find that the room had not been cleaned for two days.

I knew something happened to Yuuki.

Investigating the surveillance, understanding some things, and thinking about it, Takamura immediately rushed to Akutsu's house and saw Yuuki who was constantly drinking.

"It's you, Makoto-kun." Yuuki smiled and continued to drink, obviously drunk.

Takamura didn't speak, just sat silently.

Because he knew that Yuuki at this time only needed company and talk.

"Aren knew that I was working as a nanny for you. He was very angry, he felt that the money I earned was not clean, and he said that he would cut off the mother-son relationship with me..."