Net king Conan: blue iris

Five years later Wimbledon -

Ryoma ran to the living room.

"what…"

The dragon horse stopped, turned around and helped the person knocked down by him just now: "I'm sorry."

The one who was knocked down was a boy... right... He rubbed his arm and complained dissatisfiedly, "Why are you in such a hurry!"

"Sorry." He pulled his hat.

"Are you Echizen Ryoma?" He looked at him and asked.

He nodded, not wondering how he knew his name.

There are very few people who don't know themselves now. After all, I am already at the top of tennis, as long as I win this game.

The young man smiled slightly.

Ryoma was a little stunned, he didn't seem to understand what he meant, and before he could react, the boy turned and left.

"Echizen, you're here! Go! It's about to start!" Ryoma's manager, Kebin, saw Ryoma and quickly dragged him into the competition area.

Longma regained his senses and pulled his hat: "Oh."

Looking at the back of Longma being pulled away by the manager, the corner of the boy's mouth slightly raised: "Longma..."

"The following is Japanese player Ryomaechizen, who is playing against Chinese player Huanli."

"What?!" a voice yelled from the audience.

It is precisely because this is an important competition for Ryoma, and it is the top competition of Huanli, so anyone who can come will come. Hearing the name 'Huanli', everyone can't restrain their excitement... Could it be...

Ryoma's appearance drew bursts of cheers, while some people in the audience stood motionless looking at the other exit, how they wished...it was really her...

"Bang, bang, bang..."

They seem to be able to hear their own heartbeat clearly...

Ran held Kudo's hands tightly, and Haibara held Yukimura Seiichi's hand.

When that person came out completely, everyone's eyes were filled with disappointment, but disappointment... He is not Huanli; he is a boy.

Ryoma watched the boy walk to the net, he was stunned for a moment: "Uh...you are...the one just now..."

"Hello." The young man smiled and reached out his hand.

Ryoma tugged at his hat, turned around and walked back: "nadeamadadane."

Don't give your opponent any face.

"Xinyi...isn't Huanli..." Lan murmured softly.

Xinyi patted Lan on the shoulder with a smile, looked at the young man in the field, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's too early to make a conclusion."

"En." Hui Yuanai added.

"Shinichi?" Lan looked at Shinichi suspiciously, and saw the confident young man's smile that reassured her. Correspondingly, Yukimura and Ai smiled at each other.