Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 47
knock knock knock

"Come in." There was a knock on the door, and Sumire Ryuzaki knew that it was Fujiwara, and tidied up the documents on the table while speaking.

Fujiwara Kuna stood in front of her, exuding the aura of not getting close to strangers all over her body, with an expressionless face, and said in a cold tone that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, "Coach, are you looking for me?"

"Fujiwara," coach Ryuzaki looked at the girl who was very similar to Tezuka in front of him, and nodded secretly, with a satisfied look in his eyes, but he frowned slightly when he thought of something, "You four really don't like me. Are you going to participate in the qualifying competition?"

"Ah huh." Fujiwara narrowed his eyelids, and now they are in the second semester of the second grade, the number of women's tennis clubs has been reduced to 20 people, the third grade has left, and the freshmen of the first grade have only joined 4 people. Women's tennis, which was already inferior, got even worse because of the promotion of the third grade.Even so, they still didn't participate in the school's qualifying competition. Once Sakura was away, there was no need to participate.

It’s just that I didn’t expect that Qingxue’s women’s tennis team failed to qualify in the regional qualifiers, and even lost so badly, finishing last. The students in the school looked at the women’s tennis club members with mocking and contemptuous expressions. This is true of our school, let alone other schools.Therefore, no one participated in Qingxue's women's tennis club. It's no wonder that coach Ryuzaki would talk to her.

On the other hand, the men's net department is already strong, and now there is another Echizen Ryoma, who has entered the capital competition in a reckless manner. Last year, he lost to Bingdi, but this year, he made a perfect comeback and went all the way beautifully. win to the end.In comparison, the women's tennis is really disappointing.

"But, Qingxue's women's tennis..."

Fujiwara narrowed his eyelids, "We are waiting for someone."

After hearing Fujiwara's words, Ryuzaki Sumire rubbed her forehead helplessly. Since Fujiwara and others never played ball in school and only did basic training during training, she only knew Fujiwara Kuna, Goto Risa, Yagyu Yumiko and Kitajima Yuki, but the other four don't know or understand.

"Qing Xue loses like this... Can you see it?" Ryuzaki Sumire tried to persuade again.

Fujiwara Kuna didn't speak, and still stood expressionlessly, saying that it was a lie to say that he could see it, but so what if he couldn't?It's fine if you lose like that and don't train hard, but what are they doing?All of them are giving up on themselves, and they are obsessed with the men's online department.With all the signs, what can she say?
"Forget it, you go back." Coach Ryuzaki waved her hand, she also knew the attitude of the women's tennis team selection, so she didn't force her anymore, it was just a pity, and then suddenly remembered something, said, "By the way, Is Sakura coming back soon?"

"Ah, there are still seven months." Mentioning Yingyi, Fujiwara's icy aura faded a little, Yingyi was the only minister she recognized.

"Oh, is that so?" Coach Ryuzaki's eyes lit up, and the previous gloom disappeared, "February?"

"December 2."

"Well, in a few days, the eight-school boarding house will choose the main election against the West Coast of the United States. I'm not at school. If you need anything, call me."

"Ah um, I'll go first if I have nothing to do." Fujiwara nodded, and left after receiving coach Ryuzaki's consent.

"Coach." Not long after he left, Tezuka came to Coach Ryuzaki's office.

"Tezuka, how are you thinking?"

"Well, I'm going to Germany for treatment."

"Did you tell them?" Sumire Ryuzaki tapped the table lightly with her index finger.

A stream of light flashed on the lens, and Tezuka said lightly, "Not yet."

"Find a time to talk to them. By the way, write down this phone number. If there is anything you can talk to her about, especially in tennis, this person's strength is comparable to yours. Talk to her. There may be unexpected gains."

After receiving the number handed over by Sumire Ryuzaki, Tezuka narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes, "She is..."

"Edogawa, Sakuraichi." Ryuzaki Sumire stood up and walked to the window to watch the tennis court training and said slowly, "Although in my personal opinion, her strength is comparable to yours, but what is the truth? I don't know either. In other words, she has a mysterious strength, which is definitely much stronger than any of us guessed. It will definitely do you no harm if you communicate with her."

Tezuka was a little surprised, he had never heard her speak so highly of anyone except Echizen Nanjiro, and she was a girl.However, since Coach Ryuzaki made such an evaluation, he definitely wouldn't just talk about it, so he nodded, "Ah, I will."

"I'm so tired." Sakura put down the pen in her hand and leaned against the chair, took off the hat, reached out and rubbed between her eyebrows, turned her head to look out of the window, the naked eye could see that the scorching heat had scorched the air crookedly.Looking back at the calendar on the table, it is already July 2006, 7, and the company is fully on track, and it seems that they can return to Japan in advance.

beep~

The text message sounded, and Sakura picked up the mobile phone on the table. At this time, it should be the training video sent by Fujiwara. She couldn't participate in their training, so she asked Fujiwara to record the training process and pass it to her. She watched it Afterwards, write down the comments and areas for improvement and send them to her by email, and then Fujiwara will start targeted training according to the guidance she sent.

Judging from the videos sent over the past year and a half, the players' skills are obviously improving constantly, thinking of Sakura, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Fingers opened the code lock, and when he saw the Chinese characters of Coach Longzaki, his eyebrows were slightly raised. What does she want to do with her?So I opened it and saw that it was also a video!Sakura closed her eyelids, and clicked the play with some doubts.

"Well, everyone," on the phone, Gan wearing high-reflective glasses took out a cup of blue liquid and said to the team members, "The loser will drink punishment tea."

"Hey!!! This, this is..." Ju Wan carefully dipped a little into his mouth, and then his face suddenly changed, "Ahhhh! What is this?! It's so bad."

A white light flashed on the dry lens, "Hehe, green vinegar."

……

"Is it a new dried variety? Haha, I don't know how it tastes." The boy with chestnut hair took the small cup of green vinegar.

"Ahhhh, that pair is useless, hey!!! No, Fuji, how are you doing?"

"I can't stand even Buer..."

……

After clicking pause, the five fingers rotated the phone nimbly, and the corner of Ying's mouth raised a playful arc, "It turns out that I'm afraid of green vinegar, it's really interesting."

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The dark green of the grass has gradually turned to withered yellow. The national competition has already begun. The second match of Qingxue is against Shitenbaoji. Tezuka has also returned from Germany and is ready for the competition.

"Hey, Tezuka, is your arm completely healed?" Fuji Shusuke stood on the left side of Tezuka Kunimitsu, with his left hand resting on his right elbow, his index finger gently supporting his chin, with an elegant smile on his face .

"Ah huh." Tezuka folded his arms around his chest, and responded lightly habitually, but the phoenix eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were watching the Echizen match in the stadium. When his qualifying match was about to start, He took out the mobile phone from his trousers purse and handed it to Fuji, saying, "Excuse me."

"Well, Tezuka actually brought a mobile phone." Taking Tezuka's mobile phone, Fuji still had that elegant smile on his face, and said slightly teasingly, "I really didn't expect that."

"Ah." Ignoring Fuji's wicked tone, Tezuka took off his coat and walked into the court.

"Tezuka has recently brought his mobile phone to school with a 100% probability, and it has started since he came back in mid-June. Well, 6% of the usage is for sending text messages, 65.11% for calling, and 23.76% for checking information on the Internet , 5.13% are other factors. It can be seen that the person he texts with is very important to him, and 6% are girls, 78.12% are boys, um, who is it? I’m really curious.”

He closed the notebook with a snap, and a flash of light flashed on his highly reflective glasses, and his eyes fell on the mobile phone in his second hand. His hot eyes seemed to want to make a hole in the mobile phone, so that he could have a better look. What secrets are hidden inside.

"Why do you want to see it?" Bu Er turned his head to look at him, there was still a soft smile on his pretty face.

Knowing his natural instincts, he pushed his glasses dryly, turned his head and looked at the venue, "No, thank you." Although he really wanted to know Tezuka's secret information, the things on his phone were personal things after all, and he still respected basic privacy. If it can be done, it will not hurt the friendship for the sake of data, let alone the other party is Tezuka!
"Really, but it seems interesting..."

hum~
Before he could finish speaking, the phone in his hand vibrated suddenly.Fujisuke was stunned for a moment, then looked down, and saw a small picture on the lighted-up screen indicating the text message was flashing in the center, and at the same time there were a few Japanese words above the text message flashing, the moment he saw these Japanese texts , Buer trembled, and the fingers holding the phone gradually turned white.

The scorching wind swept across the eyes, and the flying green leaves curled up in light green arcs, proving the traces of the wind, the chestnut hair fluttered gently, and the tight eyelids under the forehead suddenly opened, revealing the deep and mysterious The ice blue, the deep vortex swirls rapidly in it, completely submerging those few Japanese words.

"Sakura······一" Fuji murmured in a low voice, and the hand holding the phone suddenly tightened.

(End of this chapter)