The Tennis Movie King: Enter Jiang Zuoduo

Chapter 15

"Hey. "

Ryūji looked at Irie's left hand.

"What's wrong with your hand?".

"I was bruised. "

Irie covered his left hand, and there was a little helplessness in his smile.

"This... Is it serious?".

Daqu Ryuji showed a strange look.

"Can I say it hurt?".

Irie said with a wry smile: "But it's okay, I'll recover in a few days." "

Hearing this, a trace of worry flashed in Daqu Ryuji's eyes: "You guys will be the Kansai Competition in a few days, right?"

Although it was not caused by himself, Irie was injured, and he was always a little worried.

"Don't worry, we are very strong, after all, we are also the second best middle school in the country. "

Irie listened to it and was a little surprised.

But immediately, he was a little jealous and said: "But our opponent in the first round is more difficult, it is Hyogo Middle School in Hyogo Prefecture, and their strength is very strong..."

"The third Hyogo junior high school in the country?".

Daqu Ryuji had some impressions of this school, and his face couldn't help but change: "Wait, what will happen if you lose?"

"I didn't make it to the national competition. "

Irie Sota replied subconsciously.

"Isn't that bad?".

"It's okay, my right hand can still be used, I can't lose. "

He said mildly.

"You're good at your right hand?".

Daqu Longci frowned slightly, and his expression was a little weird.

"I've been playing with my right hand for a couple of years. "

Irie replied, "Strange will be strange, but there are still a few days to prepare." "

"That's still bad....."

Daqu Longci spared his head, and he didn't know how to express it at all.

It stands to reason that this matter has nothing to do with him, but after a game, he has already been full of affection for this teenager, but because of restraint, it is still a hostile relationship. He wanted to help, but he didn't know how to do it.

Here's the problem.

Looking at Irie's lack of confidence, he knew that the injury was much more serious than he imagined.

"I'll go first. "

Irie nodded at him.

With that, turn and leave.

"Wait. "

Daqu Ryuji stopped the other party and said in a deep voice: "I will seriously consider the matter of joining the tennis club." "

Humans are emotional creatures.

Every thing Irie does can arouse his favor or sympathy, and it is impossible for him to refuse.

But whether to join or not is entirely up to his own volition, and he will think about it.

"No..."

Irie shook his head.

"What do you mean?".

Daqu Longci raised his eyebrows.

"It's our waywardness. "

Irie Sodo smiled bitterly: "You are used to being free, our arrival must give you a headache, right?"

"It's a little bit. "

Daqu Ryuji remembered the game that day and gritted his teeth.

Ever since Shuji Tanejima defeated him, he had become a little irritable and felt like his stable life had been disrupted.

"Look, you think so too. "

Irie said with a serious face: "Of course, we can still be friends." "

The words fell, and he didn't give Daqu Longji any chance to react this time, and left directly.

Daqu Ryuji looked at the other party's bleak back, and felt a little poignant under the street lamp.

"Friends..."

Daqu Longji raised his head and stared at the bright moon, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

He admits that he was moved and wanted to be more friends with Irie, and even joined the dance board for the sake of the other party.

But since the primary school club was targeted by the minister, he hated the words 'team' and 'companion' very much.

The more I wanted to join, the more I resisted.

He really wanted to be alone.

......

Daqu Ryuji returned home and lay on the bed, a little irritable.

"What the hell is wrong with me?".

"If you want to refuse, you will refuse tomorrow, why do you want so much?".

Daqu Ryuji muttered softly.

But he couldn't be tough, his own thoughts, he didn't know at all.

A wave of sleepiness hit, and Ryuji closed his eyes.

It wasn't long before his brows furrowed and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Whew!

Suddenly, he stretched out his body and woke up directly, looking a little dazed.

He dreamed.

A dream about Irie Sota.

He dreamed that because of a hand injury, Irie lost the competition, and Wuziban missed the national competition.

Afterwards.

Irie quit the tennis club and gave up tennis because of guilt.

"It can't be true..."

Daqu Ryuji raised his hands with some fear.

"It's just a dream, it can't be so serious. "

Irie doesn't look like someone who loses a game, and he doesn't look like someone who gives up tennis so easily.

......

The next day.

Daqu Longci arrived late, and casually passed by the classroom of the first class of three years, intending to see how the situation was in the river.

"Not there?".

"Impossible... It's not club time either. "

Because he soon saw the figure of Shuji Tanejima.

Day 3.

Daqu Ryuji still hasn't seen many Irie.

Day 4.

The same is true.

Finally, on the fifth day, Daqu Ryuji, who had just entered the school gate, found the figure of Irie Sota, but this time there was no room for him to breathe a sigh of relief.

Because... Irie wears a white bandage on his left hand.

Take three days off and wear a bandage.

"Is that dream true?" said Ryūji's face turned pale.

First lesson.

He was distracted, he couldn't listen to what the teacher said, and his mind was full of things about that dream.

He saw Irie's self-blame and pain.

Jingle bells.

Classes are over.

in the hallway.

Shuji Tanejima called Irie out.

"I ask you... What's the matter with your injury?".

"As you can see. "