The king of the net relies on Echizen Ryoma

Chapter 331 Uncharacteristic Ryoma
Chapter 331 Uncharacteristic Ryoma
After finally seeing the gate of an apartment not far away, I always feel that this 5-minute journey seems extremely long today.

When he ran to the gate, he was out of breath and had no time to rest. He raised his fist and slapped the gate of the other party's house frantically.

This crazy, frequencyless, and deafening slapping sound lasted for about a few seconds. Finally, the people in the room couldn't stand it and rushed over, opened the door, and at the same time yelled at the outside in annoyance, "It's so hard!" Knock on the door, looking for death!"

But when the people inside saw the people outside the door clearly, their anger quickly turned into astonishment, "Ryoma? At this time... you shouldn't be competing?"

"Kabin, do you know where Xiaoying is?" Ryoma asked eagerly, ignoring Kaibin's question.

"Xiaoying? Are you talking about the Ministry of Japan?" Kebin thought for a while, then looked back at the wall clock in the house, which was pointing to 1:[-] p.m. "Well... she should still be working at this time..."

"Work?" Ryoma heard, obviously confused and clueless.

Kebin understood at a glance that Atobe didn't allow himself to tell Ryoma about her work at the tennis club, and she didn't tell Ryoma herself. It seemed that she had made up her mind not to tell him.

But...Looking at Ryoma's anxious look, telling him is really the right thing...

Kebin slightly pursed his lips, and leaned lazily against the doorframe, "What? Didn't she tell you? It's at the Tennis Club of Terry and the others..."

Before he finished speaking slowly, Ryoma grabbed him and forced him to ask, "Where is it?"

Kaibin looked at Echizen Ryoma, who was supposed to be calm and calm, looking completely different at the moment, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to tease him, "Uh... I can't tell, let me take you there."

When Ryoma and Kebin rushed to the tennis club, Hotaru was having a practice match with an American girl who had only practiced tennis for more than a month. The purpose of the practice match now is not to win, but to let her adapt to various unexpected situations in the game And the psychological pressure when facing a strong opponent.

Watching and cheering on both sides of the stadium were a dozen beginners who came with her, all of them were girls, the youngest was only 13 years old, and the oldest was already 20 years old. Her task today is to compete with all these people once.

From morning to now, she has completed more than half of the guiding tasks, and now this girl is the third last one.

The third game was the opponent's serve game. The blond girl tossed the ball lightly and hit it awkwardly.

The strength is very weak, and the rotation speed is not enough. The ball slowly draws an arc in the air, and passes the net beautifully. For a beginner who has learned tennis for a month, it is already a very good result.

Taking a step forward with her left foot, she raised her head to see the timing of the tennis ball's fall, and slowly raised the racket to prepare to hit back. Just when the racket was about to touch the tennis ball, she suddenly heard another sound coming from not far away. The familiar voice "Xiaoying!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a rush of footsteps getting closer and closer, and the moment she was close at hand, she gave up hitting the ball that was within her reach, and couldn't help but turn around and look back.

She just moved half a step, and suddenly felt a weight on her body, and a hug suddenly came, her whole face was buried in the embrace of the rushing person, and her arms suddenly tightened, making her breathless angry...

(End of this chapter)