Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 38 Beichuan Sora vs Kikumaru Eiji

Night falls.

After Mamoru Inoue returned home.

He couldn't wait to start moving his hands.

I quickly turned on my computer and began to re-edit my previous report with the theme of 'Qingxue Revolution and Kitagawa Sora'.

Um.

It has been written for three weeks.

I have also been denied permission to publish reports.

When I think of this.

Inoue Mamoru was a little depressed.

With a 'click' sound, he threw away the pen, quickly took out his cell phone, and dialed out.

He wanted to 'theory' with his editor-in-chief again.

Why do you think the report I wrote is outrageous?

Where did you get the second grade?

Where is the exaggeration?

Where is it too much?

Where is it unrealistic?

They didn’t even give me the ‘wonderful’ title that I finally came up with. It was simply too much!!!

Then I thought about what I saw with my own eyes when I went to Qingxue today.

And those gains from the camera.

Inoue Mamoru is convinced.

Think again.

What I wrote is correct, and maybe even a little 'modest'.

I thought to myself: I must have a good show with the editor today and decide whether I win or lose, so that he can agree to publish this excellent report of mine.

...

"Dudududu..."

"Hey, Inoue, why are you calling me again at such a late hour?"

As soon as the call was connected.

Inoue Mamoru had so many rifts in his heart that he had not yet had time to express them.

Someone came directly from the opposite side to take the lead.

A slightly helpless voice kept ringing all the time.

"I've told you that the report you wrote is substandard and will never be published. It will damage the image of our magazine."

"You pester me like this every day, why are you so persistent?"

"Okay, don't try to convince me."

"I don't listen."

"I won't agree with it either."

In front of the mobile phone.

Inoue Mamoru opened his mouth and closed it again.

At this time.

The editor-in-chief took a preemptive strike and gave Inoue Mamoru no chance.

He continued.

"Read your report carefully yourself."

"Then what?" One man fought fiercely for several hours, swept through thousands of armies, and defeated the enemy with one enemy under the sunset. The sky was dark and the ground was dark, and blood flowed into rivers. The halberd stood beside him, sitting on the supreme throne, like this

Gods and demons are coming again'."

"Are you supposed to be writing fantasy light novels here?"

"We are called 'Professional Tennis Monthly', not 'Kadokawa Light Library'."

"Also, that title you made."

"——[The demon who rules the abyss and hell!]"

"Your protagonist is just a junior high school student who plays tennis. Do you think your title is appropriate? Isn't it outrageous?"

A series of words, a big outpouring.

Under the torrent, the editor on the other end of the phone seemed a little tired of 'theory'.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to question Inoue Mamoru, he stopped to take a breath.

And this time.

Mamoru Inoue, who finally spoke for the first time, quickly seized the opportunity.

Said firmly.

"I think it's appropriate, not outrageous at all, and even a little bit 'modest'."

"Coach Kitagawa should be more than this."

"I changed the title to - [The Lord on the Supreme Throne!], what do you think?"

Think again about what I saw today.

Inoue Mamoru thinks so with great certainty.

And the editor-in-chief on the other end.

“Puff~puff~puff~~~”

"Inoue, you are going to piss me off to death, and you are a little more modest."

It seemed like something sprayed out.

After a while.

The editor-in-chief didn’t care anymore.

"Forget it, I won't tell you anymore."

"Besides, please don't come to 'theory' with me again."

"I've been transferred this afternoon."

"The matters in Kyoto have nothing to do with me anymore. You can have a good 'theory' with your new editor later."

"Hey hey hey~~~Hahaha~~~"

Toot toot~~~

immediately.

Just as the editor was relieved, a beep sounded.

Inoue Mamoru was confused for a while.

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

Don't I have to argue with the editor so that my excellent report can be published?

Why did it disappear after just two sentences?

And, it seems, it seems...

My editor... ran away? The kind who bought tickets overnight?

Suddenly.

The air is quiet.

Dry and silent.

...

The next day.

April 30th.

Tuesday, afternoon.

The battle for the top four in the singles competition has officially begun.

Due to the small number of games, we did not choose to hold games in multiple venues at the same time in this round.

Kitagawa let all the members enter the No. 1 court.

Go on the court, prepare, and watch.

Of course, if you want to pick up the ball, let the person who was eliminated yesterday do it.

Kitagawa Sora said: Reasonable allocation!

Sideline.

Inoue Mamoru, who was well prepared and drove here in advance, was not in a hurry today.

Although he learned the sad news last night that his old friend, the editor-in-chief, had left, Inoue Mamoru quickly adjusted.

Put the focus on work.

In other words, it should be placed on the Qingxue Tennis Club side.

I thought to myself: I must take advantage of this on-campus open competition to perfect my excellent report again.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

Then there was a 'pop' sound.

Let the incoming new editor-in-chief surrender to this report.

Therefore.

"Pa-ta~pa-ta~pa-ta~"

Pressing the shutter button, the black camera in my hand kept clicking.

And the key goal.

Naturally, he was now standing in front of the net, spinning his racket, and Kikumaru guessed that Kitagawa was the first to go.

...

Bang~

The racket fell to the ground.

The letters on the handle are facing up, front side.

Eiji Kikumaru was lucky and got the right to serve.

"Yeah~~~ My luck looks very good today, Beichuan."

Immediately, the big chrysanthemum cat jumped up happily. Under the smile, its fangs were exposed, and the "V" for victory was already displayed in its hand.

The lively atmosphere full of childishness also infects others.

Even Kitagawa Sora secretly smiled in relief.

"Eiji, you can't beat me just by luck."

Greeted with a smile.

The two of them turned around and walked towards their corresponding areas.

...

From this point on the battle for the top four begins.

The referee for the subsequent singles matches will be Kato Enyu.

Therefore.

On the referee's bench.

Kato Enyu's command sounded directly.

"The school selection competition, the battle for the semi-finals, the first game."

"Kitagawa Sora VS Kikumaru Eiji, the winner will be decided in one set."

"Eiji Kikumaru serves, the game is over."

"The game begins."

...

Stand up and be silent.

People on the sidelines.

They all held their breath and stared at the field intently.

The members who have been eliminated are naturally ready to enjoy a beautiful game.

Naturally, Tezuka, Fuji and others wanted to see how capable Kitagawa Sora and Kikumaru were, so that they could study and prepare for the next battle.

Of course, the target is more Sora Beichuan.

After all, everyone knows that this unfathomable man has never shown his full strength.

Therefore.

Our data doctor——Mr. Inui Sadaharu.

My mood became a little overwhelming.

He quickly took out his notebook and pen and prepared to collect Sora Kitagawa's data.

...

On the field.

Kikumaru's toes and heels worked together, leaning forward and pulling back, adjusting his posture and looking for a feeling.

The tennis ball is in hand, moving back and forth.

Make a sound like ‘bang~bang~bang~’.

immediately.