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

Two hours later.

On the tram back to school.

Kirihara wakes up from the bumps.

Several yellow-white figures came into view.

The figure looks very familiar.

Looking closely, Kirihara was suddenly excited, and his brain cleared up a lot.

“God… Kamisato-senpai!!! ”

“And Vice President Sanada! Yanagi-senpai! Senior Renwang!!??? ”

“Why is everyone here!”

Kirihara’s face was full of curiosity, and then began to reminisce.

A few fragments of memories appeared in my mind.

“No, I should be in Baochuan Middle School! Race against that bunch of guys! ”

“And that bastard, what about people?”

“Where am I now?”

Kirihara remembered something, and the whole person became a little excited.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was tired and dizzy just now, I’m afraid he would be able to teach that Hama a lesson now.

“Sit down, you.”

Marui reached out and pressed Kirihara back into his seat.

I was afraid that Kirihara would be caught off guard on the spot if he was excited.

They knew from the people in the tennis department of Baochuan Middle School that this guy had just played 48 consecutive matches.

And he hasn’t eaten, and the energy consumed alone is already very staggering.

It stands to reason that it should have reached the limit of Kirihara’s physical strength early.

I really don’t know what kind of obsession is what kind of obsession supports Kirihara’s ability to play 48 consecutive games.

“Senior Liu, you don’t know how hateful that Baochuan Middle School is!”

After sitting down, Kirihara still couldn’t stop, and he complained with a mouth.

“yes, it’s evil enough.”

The corners of Renwang’s mouth rose slightly.

The members of the Lihai University Tennis Department in the same carriage all smiled tacitly.

“That’s right! Kamisato-senpai, you also went to Takaragawa Middle School in the end, right?! How is that Hama? Are there still clamoring to compete with you? ”

Kirihara suddenly realized and hurriedly asked.

“He…”

Kamisaki made a thoughtful expression, and then couldn’t help but smile.

“He shouldn’t be able to shout about the game now…”

“Maybe I won’t race in my life.”

Baochuan Middle School Tennis Club.

Hama huddled in the corner of the tennis club in horror.

Disgraced.

Trembling.

Around him, there are still tennis balls everywhere.

There are also tennis rackets everywhere.

But at this moment, these things that often accompany him have become the things he fears the most in his eyes.

Just one glance at the tennis ball made him panic.

It’s clear.

Deep in his spirit, he has been damaged.

Panic is always present.

The permanent mental damage will cause him to feel uncontrollable fear after seeing the tennis ball.

Tennis, after that, would become a nightmare for his life.

Back to Lihai University.

God binds with the message he receives.

He has roughly figured out the real reason for his spiritual power.

“After a long day, the improvement of spiritual power has nothing to do with Aoi Huacun at all.”

“Served, I still tossed for half a day yesterday night.”

God was a little speechless.

The reasons for the improvement of his mental power are all reasons for Kirihara alone.

And the most important thing to be able to improve mental power is only one point.

That is.

Kirihara played yesterday evening, and all of them competed in the name of “Kamisato”.

And the three high schools in Saitama Prefecture are all because of their insults to Kamisato, so as to stimulate Kirihara and let Kirihara compete with them.

Essentially.

It is necessary to challenge the person himself, who wants to challenge God.

There is such a prerequisite in.

Kirihara of yesterday’s night’s game.

It’s equivalent to a race in the underworld.

He won 48 consecutive games, which is equivalent to 48 games in which God has avoided fishing!

This is why the gods can directly improve the three spiritual powers in one night.

It can be said.

Kirihara equals substitute training.

Yesterday, I burst the liver to help the gods brush the level.

Think of it this way.

Kamisato was inexplicably distressed by Kirihara.

“Kirihara is really a good boy, he was still a little too strict with him before.”

“I have to reflect on myself.”

God whispered a condemnation to himself.

But from his thoughtful expression, it is not difficult to see that his reflection should have lasted less than three seconds.

Also.

Shen Li has discovered a bug that can improve his spiritual power.

How can it be easily let go?

Just ask.

If there is a button in front of you, you know very well that you can get 200 pieces by pressing it, but you can only press it once a day, you hire others to press it, you can press it countless times a day, each time is 200 yuan, what will you do?

Press the explosion, of course!!!

I even want to hire a robot, ten times a second, twenty-four hours a day!!!!!

Now.

Now that you already know, you can let others help you “train” in this way.

The gods have already begun to plan an earth-shattering and crazy event.

“Hello, is it Mr. Inoue from Tennis Monthly?”

“I am a god.”

“I would like to ask you to send me a message.”

“Oh? Just in time to have one of my stories to publish? ”

“That’s no problem, let’s talk.”

“At 8 o’clock in the evening, break the café.”

Night sleep.

8 o’clock.

Shenli arrived on time, and just opened the curtain, and on a small table at the door, a figure was also about to sit down, obviously the other party had just arrived.

“Inoue is very punctual.”

“Where, it’s already late, our profession, we should wait early.”

Mamoru Inoue showed a little apology on his face.

Apparently feeling a little embarrassed to be found out.

But God doesn’t pay much attention to these.

“Hello, a cup of Americano.”

Mamoru Inoue said to the waiter, and then asked Kamisa.

“Kamisato-san, what do you want?”

“Hot milk.”

Kamisato smiled, seeing that Mamoru Inoue was a little peculiar, and added.

“Drinking coffee in the evening, I can’t sleep, hot milk is better, and beauty.”

After quipping.

The two got down to business.

“Kamisato-san, this is a report about you that our monthly tennis magazine will publish tomorrow.”

“You see, where is inappropriate, you can notify me to change.”

Mamoru Inoue took out a document from the briefcase at his side and handed it to Kamisato.

The latter reached out and took it.

“Your company is really a little different from other newspapers.”

Shen Li couldn’t help but sigh.

“Yes, after all, there are some reports in the article that may have an impact on the parties, so it is better to obtain the consent of the parties.”

Mamoru Inoue explained.

After all, their monthly tennis magazine is a well-known magazine.

Great attention is paid to the details of this possibility of giving rise to a lawsuit.

Kamisaki nodded and roughly looked at the title of the article.

[Lihai Dawang, the first person in middle school tennis! ] The true strength of the gods is a big conjecture! (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Novel Network!) ）

This title… Good pretending ratio.

However, it’s good to put a little on the outside.

Kamisaki acquiesced to the title and continued to look at the content of the article.

The content of the article is relatively simple.

And it’s also very objective.

Most of them are based on the evaluation of Kamisaki and Tezuka.

It is worth mentioning.

Even Fudomomine’s Tachibana Yoshitaira evaluation of Kamisato and that match were also written.

Not only that.

There is also the match with Kirihara at the beginning, and the match against Yakuzu later.

Although I don’t know how Mamoru Inoue knew.

But so far, all three competitions in which Kamisato has shot have been written.

It can be seen from this that Mamoru Inoue has always been very concerned about the gods and has been paying attention to them for a long time.

“There is nothing wrong with it, the article is very authoritative and factual, not particularly exaggerated.”

“Worthy of Mr. Inoue.”

Kamisato closed the article and handed it back to Mamoru Inoue.

Meanwhile.

The waiter also brought the hot milk and Americano coffee that he had just ordered.

“Thank you.”

Kamisaki smiled at the waiter.

“No… No. ”

The waiter is a girl with a double ponytail and a slightly immature face, who looks like a student who has come to work part-time.

It is estimated that many students work part-time, which is not surprising.

The amiable aura in the gods made the waiter’s ears quickly red, and he ran away as if he were fleeing.

This scene was seen by Mamoru Inoue.

He couldn’t help but feel the special feeling in his heart.

In the face of adults, I can know etiquette, understand humility, and be comprehensive.

In the face of peers or young people, the unique affinity and unique temperament are also male and female.

Is this god in front of him really 15 years old?

It’s really impressive.

“Kamisato-san, I don’t know what happened when you asked me out today?”

Mamoru Inoue asked, picking up the coffee and taking a sip before putting it back on the holder.

“I want Mr. Inoue to help me announce a message.”

“Oh? Please say. ”

Shen Li said with a smile: “In order to improve the overall tennis level of Neon National Middle School students and create a golden tennis era, Lihai Daishen Li Shen sincerely invites Neon schools to go to Lihai University to exchange names, and those who come will not refuse.”

“What?!”

Mamoru Inoue couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows, and he couldn’t help but be surprised in his heart.

All the time.

Most of Lihai refused to visit foreign schools, and even the interview was uniformly rejected.

Now, God is ready to let go.

What’s at stake…

The more Mamoru Inoue thought about it, the more frightened he felt, and he couldn’t help but remind.

“Kamisato-san, I have to tell you something.”

“Originally, the Lihai University Tennis Department already had a high reputation, and after opening, there must be many people who came to challenge.”

“What’s more, this news, with this article report we will release tomorrow, I can only say…”

“There will definitely be no less than double digits in the number of people who go to the Lihai Grand Challenge every day.”

“This is likely to affect the normal club activities of your tennis club.”

“‘Are you sure?’

Mamoru Inoue shows the power involved.

However.

Kamisaki just smiled faintly and stared at Mamoru Inoue seriously.

“Mr. Inoue, tennis is a competitive sport, and tennis enthusiasts all over the country are eager to improve their skills.”

“And the best way to improve your skills is to gain experience in constant games and confrontations.”

“We Lihai University is truly the first tennis school in China, and while enjoying popularity, we should also provide sufficient benign development for the national middle school tennis community, and better expand and promote the influence of national middle school tennis.”

“Sharing and win-win, creating brilliance together.”

“Create a golden age of middle school tennis.”

“To promote the development of tennis in China, only such a big sea can be worthy of the name [king].”

“Isn’t it?”

Finish speaking.

Kamisato revealed a modest and gentle smile, took a sip of the hot milk in front of him, and looked at Mamoru Inoue who was dumbfounded on the opposite side, and slandered in his heart:

“Just kidding, seeing people talking about people, hell talking about ghosts, the surface pattern is beautiful, I will come when I open my mouth, this must not bluff you stunned?”

“Too… It’s wonderful! ”

At this moment, Mamoru Inoue was shocked in his heart.

God’s words, what a powerful pattern!

Are these words really something that a 15-year-old middle school student can say?

The pattern is too big!

“Promote the development of domestic tennis and create a golden tennis prosperous era!”

What a great ambition!!

What an amazing vision!!!

“Sharing and win-win, creating brilliance together.”

What an atmosphere!

How generous!

This is the Lihai !!!

This is the !!! in God

Mamoru Inoue’s eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Kamisato.

This moment.

He couldn’t seem to think of Kamisato as a 15-year-old junior high school student.

“Kamisato-san, it’s amazing to say!”

“In the domestic tennis world, I am really lucky to have a leader like you.”

Inoue calmed the excitement in his heart and praised from the heart.

“Where, in a high position, I have also been thinking that I can do something for the national junior high school tennis world (good Zhao Hao), this is what I should do.”

The face of the god is full of kindness, only humility, and the breath emanating from his body seems to become tall in this scene.

In Mamoru Inoue’s eyes, the gods became more sacred.

This person will definitely have a lot to do in the future!!!

Mamoru Inoue is determined.

“Don’t worry, I will definitely help with the things explained by Kamisato-san!”

“The cost thing…”

“No need!”

Before Kamisato finished speaking, Inoue Mamoru immediately interrupted and spoke solemnly.

“Kamisato classmates have made such contributions and deeds to the domestic tennis industry, and I am ashamed of myself as a monthly tennis reporter who has been in office for many years!”

“If you even have to charge for this kind of thing, then I’m simply sorry for my current position!”

Mamoru Inoue exudes an aura of righteousness.

Looking at it, he was obviously infected by the gods.

“That’s really please Mr. Inoue, and in the future junior high school tennis world, I will definitely remember your contribution.”

God stood up and praised at the right time.

It turns out.

Saying good things with a good hand, appropriate kind words, can bring a lot of benefits, and it is also convenient to do things.

This does not.

Kamisato not only paid for free the publication of a monthly tennis magazine.

Also saved a bill for a coffee.

It’s not a god.

It’s really Mamoru Inoue who won’t let him settle the bill, but he can’t help it!

After leaving the café.

As if he had beaten chicken blood, Inoue Mamoru returned to the club the same way, working overtime to sort out what Kamisato said today.

Very attentive.

As for the gods?

After returning home, I drank hot milk and slept soundly!

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