HBWnovel Chapter 117 Who Is Echizen Ryoma
Chapter 117 Who Is Echizen Ryoma
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The narrator of this chapter is Tan Taiyi
"Qingxue, Qingxue, Qingxue." "Investigate, investigate, investigate."
In the afternoon, on the path next to the arena, I ran and chanted.
I'm Taichi Tan, the new first-year manager of the tennis club at Yamabuki Junior High School, on my way to investigate Seigaku.
Our Yamabuki Junior High School won the morning semi-final because the opponent forfeited.Fudo Peak, our opponent, had a car accident on the way to the game.Fortunately, it was just a minor injury, nothing serious.However, even if they don't abstain, I believe our team will win.
It is said that our opponent Qingxue in the final also won without a fight.Their opponents in the semifinals, Yinhuazhong, all had stomachaches for some reason.Food poisoning?
Our team is a strong doubles team, and both doubles teams are national-level.Originally, singles was our weak point, but this year, our singles team has not only Sengoku-senpai but also Akutsu-senpai, and our strength has been greatly enhanced.
Although everyone is a little afraid of Akutsu-senpai, but I admire him very much.He had everything I wanted but didn't have the best physical condition to play tennis.He never participated in practice, but he was unbeatable on the team.
I heard from the seniors that Qingxue is the opposite of us, it is a very strong singles team.In the match between Qingxue and us last year, after losing two doubles games in a row, their current minister Tezuka defeated Sengoku Sengoku in the third singles match, turning the situation around and winning three games in a row, turning defeat into victory.
Because of this, it is necessary to investigate Qingxue's singles players.Although the guy who will face Akutsu-senpai is doomed to fail, but it is good to have something to say and be prepared.
After the second doubles was undoubtedly won by our team, I took advantage of the break between games and sneaked out to gather information.
The headband seems to be a little loose.This headband belongs to Akutsu-senpai.Although he threw it away and didn't want it, he didn't mind that I washed it and used it for myself.Akutsu-senpai is actually not as scary as others imagined.
As I was running, my eyes suddenly went dark and I couldn't see anything.
"Ah—what's going on! I can't see anything!" I staggered a few steps staggering from side to side.
Suddenly, he tripped over something and fell down with a "plop".
"What happened?!" Blind? !I frantically reached out and fumbled.
Why is it not the hard and cold concrete floor or the prickly grass, but the warm and flexible touch?
"Hey, the headband fell off." One finger hooked my headband down, and what instantly caught my eyes was a pair of clear but flamboyant amber eyes.
"Ah, really, thank you..." As if being sucked into those eyes, I stared blankly and murmured.
Like the shade of a tree covering the scorching sun, his slender eyelashes covered his eyes, he raised his head and took a sip of his drink.
"No thanks. But—" he said lazily, "can you get off me?"
"Ah! I'm so sorry!" It was only then that I noticed that I was lying on top of him like an octopus, and hurriedly scrambled aside, kneeling and watching him.
Sitting there with his back against the big tree, he put one hand on his bent knee and held Fanta in the other while drinking with his head up.Through the leaves, the sunlight dappled onto his delicate face under the messy black hair.
Why does his face look more delicate than mine, and his figure looks as short as mine, but he naturally exudes an aura that makes people dare not speak rashly?This momentum is somewhat similar to that of Senior Akutsu.
Wait a minute, the words on the front of his short-sleeved sweatshirt—"You are a student of Qingxue?!" I whispered.
"Yeah~" He glanced at me and drank to himself.
"Great! Ah... no."
He looked at me incoherently a little surprised.
My face turned red, and I hurriedly covered it up, "Are you also going to cheer for 'him' today?"
"he?"
"That first-year candidate named Echizen Ryoma!" I wondered, everyone in Seigaku should know about it, right?
He seemed to have been choked by Fanta.
"He's amazing!" I clenched my fists and raised my eyes to look at the sky and said eagerly, "Although he's in the same first grade as me, he can be selected to compete with Senior Akutsu! I really want to see with my own eyes what kind of character he is. people!"
That Echizen Ryoma must have the enviable physical condition of Akutsu-senpai.
"Can you help me and provide me with some information?" I begged and looked at the half-lying, half-sitting boy under the tree, drinking Fanta indiscriminately.
"Whatever~" He glanced at me lightly.
"It's a lie! That first-year's height is only 151cm!" I yelled in disbelief, "It's about the same as me~ Compared with Senior Akutsu, the difference is too much!"
He glanced at me.
"Ah, nothing." I quickly smirked.How can I say that Echizen Ryoma is also the idol of their first-year youth school? It's really not good for me to say that.
Pointing his head at him, the headband fell off to cover his eyes again.Hastily helped him up, I held his hand and shook it up and down, "This time it's thanks to you, thank you!"
Standing up, I breathed a sigh of relief, "I didn't expect to be a short guy in the first-year selection of Qingxue, ha~" If this is the case, Akutsu-senpai is sure to win.
Amber eyes stared at me, and he asked in a drawn out voice, "Are you also in the tennis club?"
Ah, I said the wrong thing again. "Well," I looked down at him, "but it's not a player, it's just a manager."
"En(ěn)~" His penetrating eyes made me involuntarily hide my eyes aside.
"I'm so short, huh," I mutter under my breath.
He stared straight at me and said nothing.
"Mr. Ryoma~Senior Dashi's competition is about to start!" Not far away, someone greeted here.
He turned his head and looked, "Ah. Got it~"
"Ryoma..." I repeated in a low voice, a little dazed.
Standing up, he put on his hat, and picked up the football shirt under his buttocks—it was the blue and white shirt that Qingxue had just selected.
Putting the shirt on at random, the blue and white shirt has a chest, and the name is outlined in a thin black line under the Qingxue logo.
After walking a few steps, I turned around and his smile dazzled my eyes, "Tennis is not just about size."
Looking at his back, my headband fell off again.But I understand that no matter how many times the headband falls off, that dazzling and vivid impression cannot be erased...