Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

With the end of the short training, the Bingdi team's first candidates have once again returned to the daily life of the campus.

With the exception of the people from Xiangriyake, everyone else was very satisfied with the beach trip in Chiba Prefecture. Because of the emergence of Qingxue, they have seen many new and different variables.

After inquiring about the whole process of this short training from Shangshang Yu, Xiang Riyue was greatly stimulated.

Beaches, seas, food, where is this special training? Is it just for traveling and playing? Why did he need to train hard when he was selected, and the only time he did not enter the first team, everyone went to play happily.

Such a sense of the ultimate drop caused him to receive tons of crit. And this puzzled question later troubled him for a long time.

Time flies quietly.

In a blink of an eye, this semester without competition is about to come to an end, and the atmosphere of the tennis clubs of various schools has also become a bit sentimental.

Compared to some unscrupulous villains, most seniors in the tennis club will still treat their juniors kindly, leaving a kind of inherited emotion between the upper and lower grades.

The lounge of the Bingdi Tennis Club.

Rarely, the trace department came here early this morning. Since this semester, the trace department changed from the vice president of the student union to the president, his affairs have obviously increased.

Today can be said to be the farewell ceremony of their Ice Emperor Tennis Club. The third-year seniors will graduate at the end of December and then enter the high school of their choice. The clubs joined in middle school will also come to an end at this time.

"Minister of the Track Department, the Tennis Department...I will ask you from now on!"

Both hands passed the gray and white two-tone coat that only belonged to the ice emperor's choice, and the expressions of the two old people, Kai Tian Xin and Sakamoto Yuji, were very complicated.

They are very fortunate that the Ice Emperor Tennis Club is about to usher in true glory, but they regret that they can no longer participate in it.

In this whole process, they are both witnesses and part of the builders

After Atobe accepted the two men's formal clothes selection, Nobuyuki Kaida and Yushi Sakamoto respectfully bowed to Atobe.

Although the ruins belonged to their juniors, he was the Ice Emperor who could accomplish their unfinished goals.

The regrets that belonged to the previous generations of predecessors may be filled in the hands of the trace department.

Speaking of which, this year they are actually only one step away. But it's just a step away from them...

Looking at the two people's resignation, the other first-year candidates did not speak, but silently watched the handover between Haitian Xin and Sakamoto Yuji, and exited the lounge.

Although they didn't have any special words to each other, they already felt the will of the other party.

He gently patted the two neatly stacked jackets beside him, and there was a bit of dazzling light in the eyes of the trace department. The ministerial responsibility that cannot be ignored once again appeared on his shoulders.

"Our goal for next year!"

With one hand raised above his head, the trace department gave a magnificent roar.

"National Champion!" *n

The eyes of everyone underneath are shining brightly, and they will not regret to miss it again next year. The next champion will be brought back by the Ice Emperor himself.

"Very good! Your uncle has received your will. Let us do it next year."

With the slender palms close together, the sonorous and powerful speech made by Trace Department made the sentiment of the whole lounge fade by three points.

Ajutsu lowered his eyelids, and he just yelled out unconsciously just now. This feeling of excitement made him feel a little eager to go for a ride on the court.

Outside the lounge.

Listening to the speech that belonged to the future of Ice Emperor, Haitian Xin and Yuji Sakamoto looked at each other, faintly faintly faintly concealing the sparkle that had originally appeared in the corner of their eyes, and the two smiled silently.

They are also about to open a new chapter in their lives, which may have nothing to do with tennis, but they also need to continue to work hard.

But what they learned from tennis will definitely make them unforgettable for a lifetime.

the other side.

The changes in the Youth Tennis Club were silent.

When Yamato and Tezuka practiced their hands, they cleaned up a lot of pests.

In this graduation season, Yamato Daisuke has completely relieved his responsibility after talking to Tezuka for the last time, and he believes that Tezuka will do better than him.

Although he has not achieved his goal of entering the country in the past three years, with his pursuit of happiness, he asks himself that he has no more regrets.

And before he left, Qingxue also found the person it was really waiting for.

In his eyes, Kunimitsu Tezuka's tennis quality is infinite possibilities. This infinity refers not only to Tezuka's individual, but also to the youth school as a whole.

He saw thoroughly that the group of people gathered around Tezuka had the purest love for tennis.

Wave goodbye.

Looking at Minister Yamato, who was getting away, he didn't know when he had already walked to Tezuka's side.

Looking down at Tezuka's Zhengxuan jacket, he sighed softly, "Minister Yamato is still so free and easy."

Although Tezuka became the minister early because of the catalysis of certain things, but before that, Minister Yamato had never treated them badly in these first grades.

For Yamato Daisuke, Fuji is still very respectful in his heart, and his empathy, even though he was in that position at the time, could not well resolve the conflicts and contradictions faced by the youth school at that time.

The palm of his coat was slightly hardened, and Tezuka felt that this might not only be a coat, but also a heavy responsibility.

"Fuji, let's go, our Qingxue will not stop like this."

Hearing Tezuka's words, Fujitsu's eyes opened slightly. Tezuka's emotions today seemed a bit agitated, and he rarely said such straightforward words.

"This may be the change in youth growth."

For some reason, looking at Tezuka's increasingly majestic figure from the back, such a sentence appeared in Fuji's heart.

"Hey, has it started to snow..."

Seeing the gray sky began to fall into pieces of snowflakes, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to catch one of them. Suddenly, a hint of coolness came from the palm of his hand.

"Huh~"

Breathing out a cloud of white air, with a smile on Fuji's face, he caught up with Tezuka who was standing not far away waiting for him.

"It's snowing, it's really early this year."

"Yes."

"Do you have any places you want to go during the winter vacation, Tezuka."

"Maybe to climb the snow mountain."

"Snow Mountain? That's really good..."

"Um……"

...

The two stood side by side, and the voice of the conversation kept going away like this.

This early snow, not too soon, also became the final farewell of each school.

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