I Never Hang Up When I Play Tennis

Four games have been won, and the schedule has already passed halfway. In addition, the Han national team has already lost a game, and the Japanese team has basically settled in the group.

It is basically certain that he will participate in the finals of the next U17 World Cup.

In this regard, the Japanese team is very happy.

Takamura is calm.

Powerful.

Qualifying is only the most basic requirement.

If the North Korean team, Takamura can only experience——

sailing war,

key battle,

life and death battle,

battle of honor,

come back next time.

Sail again.

Takamura can go crazy.

No one can take ~ move these dragging legs.

the other side,

Qualifiers around the world are also in full swing - going on.

And, according to the pre-match predictions, the majors will win by points.

European Division, the center of world tennis.

In Group A, Germany and the Czech Republic are far ahead.

Group B, Spain and Greece, the two countries showed their super strength.

In Group C, France and Italy fought recklessly, and France won, but Italy's strength should not be underestimated.

In Group D, Switzerland and Russia, no team can stop them.

Group E, England and Denmark…

clap clap.

Everyone in the U17 base is hurrying to train.

Everyone was sweating.

Time is tight, there are too many powerful enemies in the world, and there is no room for relaxation.

"kindness?

Takamura was stunned, and had received the news of Echizen Nanjiro's return from Zhinao.

(This time, try to see the difference with Echizen Nanjiro.)

Takamura thought.

Immediately, after speaking to Sanchuan, Yiyi ran out.

Make three Mifūne Nyudō three extremely helpless.

Come as you want, leave as you want, what is U17?

Where is the face of the head coach?

What, Makoto Takamura, that's all right.

"I really envy Takamura classmate, you can leave at any time." Some people envy him, he is a senior in high school.

He wants to go out too.

Holidays once a month are too few.

"Don't think about it, unless you have the strength of Takamura classmate." Another person said, the envy in his tone was also great.

Looking at each other, the two of them sighed again, and began to train hard again.

Man, don't cry.

Stick to it for another 23 days, another 23 days, and there will be a day off.

Then, the two were even more sad.

23 days, how to boil it.

Echizen's house, Echizen Nanjiro just got home, and before his butt was hot, he heard the doorbell ring.

"Really, who." Nanjiro muttered, and when he opened the door, he found Makoto Takamura smiling.

"Hello, Nanjiro-senpai, today, I want to play a game with you.

Nanjiro: 66....99

Can I say no?

You are not a beauty, nor my fan, what's the benefit of fighting with you?

"Of course, I know it's unreasonable to visit rashly, so I brought some gifts."

Saying that, Takamura took out a present from her backpack.

That's a set of fitness books.

Of course, it's just the cover, and the content inside is a set of "Flower/Hua/Boy" magazines, which is the most exposed.

Echizen Nanjiro smiled.

Cloudy to clear.

Young people who are eager to learn should give more advice.

He, Echizen Nanjiro, is bound to grow up for the younger generation of the country.

"Cough, you fitness, is it authentic?" Nanjiro looked serious.

Takamura:

Why does Nanjiro look more and more wretched.

"Of course authentic.

"Okay, okay. Nanjiro nodded in satisfaction, the more he looked at Takamura, the more satisfied he was.

"Okay, the game, I agreed.

Nanjiro smiled happily.

Such an active, intelligent, and powerful junior, where can I find it?

If Ryoma was as smart as Takamura, Echizen Nanjiro would die laughing.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" Echizen Nanako's voice came.

As soon as I came, I saw Takamura.

Makoto Takamura left a deep impression on Nanako.

"It's you, Takamura-san.

"Hello, Miss Nanako.

"Is it here for Uncle?" Nanako smiled, "So, before the game, let's have some dessert."

"He doesn't necessarily know how to eat," Nanjiro said, looking at Takamura.

"You should already be a professional player, right? There are some things that you can't eat.

Takamura nodded, high-sugar foods, it is easy to cause changes in competitive state.

At this time, Echizen Nanako realized that it was the hard work of professional players.

Just like girls stay in shape.

This cannot be eaten, that cannot be eaten.

In this way, Nanako has a lot of sympathy for Takamura.

He glanced at Takamura in admiration.

"I was abrupt."

"It doesn't matter, the desserts made by Miss Nanako must be delicious. I must try them. It's fine to eat a little."

...... Ask for flowers·

Said Nanako was overjoyed.

Echizen Nanjiro frowned and said nothing.

Nanjiro is very clear about the truth of the simple words.

If it's Echizen Ryoma, don't say it, smoke him.

Even if they are professional players, they still dare to eat indiscriminately. They need the iron fist of love.

After a good cup of afternoon tea, after the break, the two were fighting.

"Let's talk about it first, you will pay for all the losses that will be caused later."

Tennis players are too destructive.

Nanjiro figured it out, after this game, the yard can be renovated.

Because of his early retirement, his wife Takeuchi Wheel is also a housewife, and Nanjiro's funds are not rich.

I can't wait to spend a penny in Bancheng.

"no problem.

'Boy, come first. ’

Takamura nodded.

Takamura doesn't plan to use his own serving skills.

Otherwise, even using the serve rule to drag Echizen Nanjiro into tiebreak is pointless.

Takamura has warmed up.

First of all, it is to turn on omniscience and omnipotence and detect everything on the court.

(Prediction, and, high priority, professional-level stunt.) Nanjiro smiled.

There was no movement from Nanjiro either.

It's just that, in the next second, the predictions for Nanjiro have all expired.

"This is one of the functions of impermanence, for all prediction moves, including but not limited to data tennis, predicting the future, and radiating talent." Nanjiro explained.

Takamura nodded.

At the level of Echizen and Nanjiro, any tricks have achieved the effect of magical skills.

"Miss Nanako, please walk away." Takamura said.

"Huh?" Nanako's eyes widened.

"If you're too far away, you won't be able to see the game."

Takamura:

You can't see clearly when you are close.

Takamura looked at Nanjiro with surprised eyes.

Echizen Nanako, don't even know the strength of a tennis master?

Echizen Nanjiro couldn't hold back his face.

Takamura guessed right, Echizen Nanako, really don't know.

She doesn't like tennis.

In Nanako's mind, tennis is just two racquets, a normal game of tennis.

Like football and basketball, normal sports.

I can't imagine how maddened the players would be.