Tennis: People are big in Lihai, with hands in pockets

Walk out of Chengcheng Shonan.

Kamisato and Kirihara strolled through the streets of Kyoto.

Because they have to compete the day after tomorrow, they can’t return to Kanagawa in a short time.

Thereupon.

Kamisato found an inn in Kyoto and opened a double room for three days.

“Kamisato-senpai, when do we start training!?”

As soon as he put down his tennis bag at the hotel, Kirihara couldn’t wait to ask.

Apparently.

He was excited because he was going to compete.

Although he did not catch the promotion match of Lihai University today, it was already a surprise for him to be able to play tennis in Kyoto.

Especially being able to compete with people in Chengcheng Shonan is a surprise for him.

For the group of barbarians who were disrespectful to their predecessors in the gods, he couldn’t help but want to beat them with tennis.

“No rush.”

“You preview this first.”

Kamisaki said, taking out a yellow book from the small bag he accompanied and threw it to Kirihara.

Kirihara took it and looked at it, it was thick about a few hundred pages, and he couldn’t help but have a headache.

It’s okay to play tennis, but let him learn….

“Slightly like a tennis ball?”

Kirihara glanced at the title of the book and frowned slightly.

When he opened it, the dense words made him feel dizzy.

Such a thick book is simply killing him!

“Kamisato-senpai, this…”

“If you train, you shouldn’t be on the tennis court?”

“Or the kind of tennis ball machine on the street!” This reading book… It’s useless, right? ”

Kirihara’s face is livid.

Given the choice, he would rather stay all night on the tennis court than read the book.

“Huh?!”

Kamisato glared at Kirihara.

“Remember what Sanada said when you asked you to follow me?”

Threat!

The threat of red fruit!

Whenever it is better to use Sanada, the old father, to put pressure on Kirihara, it is better than anything.

Sure enough.

Hearing Shen Li’s words, Kirihara honestly opened “Micro Like a Tennis Ball” despite his face being like a bitter melon.

“Kamisato-senpai, this… There are so many of this, I can’t finish reading it! ”

Kirihara’s face was bitter, and he wanted to cry without tears.

“I didn’t let you read them all, just read the two articles [Curveball Solution] and [Irregular Bouncing Ball].”

Under the direction of God.

Kirihara stiffened his head and turned over [Curved Ball Solution] and [Irregular Bouncing Ball].

This look.

It just fascinated him.

Although he understood the above content, he still felt that it helped him.

In particular, the [Irregular Bouncing Ball] chapter seems to help his [Knuckle Serve].

But the above content is obscure

Kirihara didn’t fully understand the whole article.

“I’m done reading it, Kamisato-senpai.”

Closing the book, Kirihara said honestly.

But there was no response

Turning his head, he saw that Kami-ri had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Kirihara’s face turned dark, and he gently pushed Shen Li’s arm before waking him up.

“Okay, now let’s start learning the theory.”

“Tonight you eat the theory thoroughly, and tomorrow you will go to the street ball machine application training.”

God said in his heart, empty-handed to begin speaking.

“Wait, Kamisato-senpai, don’t you take the book?”

Kirihara was curious.

This “Micro Like Tennis” has a large number of pages, and the article is divided into many summaries, which is dazzling just by looking at it.

God does not take books to read, how to speak.

Just when Kirihara was wondering.

God’s next words made him dumbfounded.

“It’s okay, this book is a summary written when I was bored, and I remember the general content.”

Kamisaki’s tone was calm.

It’s like saying something very commonplace.

“！！！？？？？”

“You….. What you wrote?!! ”

Kirihara was stunned suddenly, his eyes widened, and his mouth was so wide that he could swallow an egg.

Whoops!!

With strong doubt, Kirihara flipped the yellow book in his hand.

God knew what he wanted to do, so he opened his mouth to remind him.

“If you want to see the author’s name, sit in the corner on the last page.”

“At that time, in order to keep a low profile, the publishing house was specially printed in that corner.”

Kirihara quickly turned to the last page.

Really.

In the upper left corner of the last page, an inconspicuous paragraph is written.

[Writing: God in the Underworld].

[Written by: Kamisato Inside].

[Copyright: Kamisato Underworld].

The three lines are very small, but clearly visible.

If it weren’t for God’s reminder, he wouldn’t have noticed.

“It’s true…”

“This book was written by Kamisato’s seniors???!”

Kirihara was stunned.

He knows that God is so bullish, but he doesn’t know that God is so bullish!

Although he only read two articles from the book.

But in the case of half-understanding, I can still feel that I have benefited a lot.

This book completely subverts the training of traditional tennis.

Theorized tennis!

Anyone who can familiarize themselves with this book and be able to apply all the chapters in it to the end!

Kirihara believes that there is no problem with tennis reaching the national level.

Served!

Kirihara was once again convinced of Kamisato!

The inner worship of God +1!

Looking at Kirihara’s adoring gaze, Kamisaki shook his head.

“It’s a normal thing, don’t get excited.”

“Sort out your mood, when I read the book just now, what I didn’t understand, ask now, I’ll explain it to you.”

Get straight to the chase.

As Kirihara asked questions, Kamisaki began to explain him in detail.

……

Half an hour later.

“There are many ways to control an irregular bouncing ball.”

“With the friction of the net, through the serve technique, as well as the angle and force of the swing.”

“It’s like…”

God was explaining endlessly.

But soon.

He heard a subtle snoring.

When I looked back, my face suddenly darkened.

Kirihara this guy has fallen asleep on the table.

“Snap!!”

Walking up to Kirihara, he slapped him on the back of the head without hesitation.

A crisp voice sounded.

Kirihara screamed and woke up immediately.

“I’m dry mouthed, you’re sleeping here!”

“Do you want me to tell Sanada?”

Kamisato frowned slightly, and his tone was slightly dissatisfied.

Once again, he moved out of Kirihara’s old father, Sanada, to suppress it.

Hearing Sanada, Kirihara suddenly fell asleep.

“It’s not.”

“Senior Kamisato, I don’t understand!”

“You’re talking too fast!”

Kirihara said with a grievance on his face.

“Don’t understand?”

“I’m lecturing at Americana, one hundred thousand a lesson!”

“You said you didn’t understand?”

Kirihara only promised to speak: “One hundred thousand… It doesn’t seem to be much. ”

“One hundred thousand knives.”

God is not angry in the reminder.

It was because time was money when I lectured at Americana, so I needed to speak so quickly.

“Shhhhhh

“100,000 knives?!!”

Cut the original hood and gasp.

He also thought it was 100,000 cherry blossom coins, which was really not much.

But a hundred thousand knives… He couldn’t imagine it.

I didn’t expect the class I listened to to be so valuable!

Kirihara regained his spirits and said to Kamisato-senpai: “Kamisato-senpai! I’m ready! ”

“Go to bed when you’re ready.”

“Eh?!!”

Kirihara was dumbfounded, not knowing what Kamito meant.

“I’ve already said it again, it’s probably enough for you, tomorrow you can go to the street tennis area to actually use it.”

“Sleepy, I’ll sleep first.”

Finish speaking.

Under Kirihara’s stunned gaze, Kamisaki lay down on his bed.

Kirihara began to cry without tears.

Missed out!

Thinking that he had just slept soundly, Kirihara couldn’t wait to give himself two slaps.

100,000 knives a lesson of course explanation.

I just slept!

Damn it!

Damn it!

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