Zongman: I accidentally picked up a JK

[There are still a dozen chapters to end this volume]

Youyuu didn't bother them because he saw Sayu happily chatting with Yuko at noon.

When we got near the court, we saw Sakata, who was wearing tennis clothes and practicing juggling, surrounded by his classmates.

"Very professional." Youyou walked over, "Are you really ready to fight?"

"Since Iruma-san thinks he can represent the class, it would be a good idea to have a competition."

Sakata always felt that Yuu had a contemptuous attitude towards him, which made him very unhappy.

"It's unnecessary." Youjiu stretched his arms, "Is it okay to lend me a racket?"

"Iruma-san, don't you have a racket ready?"

"I don't play tennis either, so where would I get a racket?" Youyou shrugged. "Xiaoyou likes tennis, so I joined."

Arrogant, arrogant people are itchy.

You boasted like that at the school gate this morning, but you’ve never even played tennis?

Thinking about how he invited Sayu to play tennis but was rejected, Sakata wanted to teach this love-brained girl a lesson.

"Here." Sakata took out another racket from his bag and threw it to Youjiu.

Youjiu took it and swung it twice.

"It seems to be quite handy for taking photos of people."

I haven't played tennis for a long time, but I know a lot about it.

Among the anime I watched in my previous life, there was one called "The Prince of Tennis", which was quite good, but I stopped watching it after it developed into "The Murderous Prince".

Outspin serve, flying swallow back to the nest, spinning snake ball, Tezuka time...

I don’t know if these long-standing things can be replicated.

He has no skills in the technical area and he doesn't like any other sports except running.

You can tell from his serve that his posture is not standard at all. Sakata was disdainful in his heart. Such a serve would only make him lose a serve game in vain. How can such a person enjoy...

boom--

"???"

what sound?

Where's the ball?

The audience had the same idea. His serving posture was indeed not standard, but the posture of swinging the racket to exert force was full of violent aesthetics. The white short-sleeved shirt after taking off the formal jacket covered his muscle lines, which made some girls stare in amazement.

But a loud noise woke them up again. When they came to their senses, they saw the tennis ball embedded in the wire mesh still spinning, making a "hissing" sound.

Have they traveled to the second dimension?

"1:0" Youjiu put the racket on his shoulder, "No, the score should be 15:0. I know this common sense. Is there any more tennis ball? Should I go get it?"

Provocation! Absolutely provocative!

"Come again!" Sakata took out another tennis ball and threw it to Yuujiu.

It must be an accident. It's impossible that every time it happens -

Come again!

boom--

Come again!

Boom—bang—pop—

"Great strength brings about miracles, it is true."

Yuu looked at Sayu who was approaching and smiled at her.

"Xiaoyou, look forward to my confession to you after I win the championship!"

“What the hell!!!!”

Sayu regretted coming so early.

Especially when some of her classmates looked at her with that auntie smile...it was as if they were shipping her and Youjiu as a couple.

"Ogiwara-san, Iruma-san won!"

"Why did you come just now? Didn't you see how handsome I was just now?"

Several girls came over and surrounded Sayu, full of enthusiasm and kindness.

"Ah I……"

Sayu didn't know how to respond, she had never experienced such a situation before.

Yuko felt a sense of crisis. She had just become friends with Sayu, could it be that...

"Yuko, what should I do?" Sayu approached Yuko and asked in a low voice.

Subconscious reactions can prove a person's inner thoughts. Yuko felt relieved. It was her fault for doubting her friendship with Sayu.

"Believe in yourself, Sayu!" Yuko patted Sayu's arm.

"Yeah!" Sayou took a deep breath. She couldn't always trouble others.

Yuiko looked at Sayu, still feeling a little lost.

She only has Sayu...

"Masaka-san!"

She is a girl from Class B.

"Ah, huh?" Now it was Jie Zi's turn to be confused.

Her classmates actually talked to her?

"Are you friends with Ogiwara-san?" asked Yuiko, a girl from Class B.

""we are!""

After two identical replies, Yuiko and Sayu looked at each other.

It seems like I was asked the same question.

"Hello, Ogiwara-san! I've always wanted to talk to you. I'm from Class B..."

Again, most people are kind. As a group, they do not subjectively want to participate in isolating one person, but are just influenced by the environment and follow the crowd.

As long as there is an opportunity, they will become harmonious.

Yuujiu looked at Sayu, who seemed at a loss surrounded by her classmates, with a smile on her face.

Sayu, you should be happier.

"You can't take my place at the tennis match!"

A discordant roar was heard, and Youjiu looked at the "minority" like everyone else.

Sakata pointed at Hisahiru, looking angry, or perhaps jealous.

"You can't play tennis if you don't have any tennis skills!"

It was the first time that he was ignored by the crowd and the first time that he lost the attention of the people around him.

All this is because of Jiujiu, the man who won the tennis game he was so proud of just by using brute force!

"I really don't have any tennis skills, and I haven't learned it." Youjiu spread his hands, "Does it mean that only with tennis skills can you win?"

A knife stabbed Sakata's heart, he lost to Yuujiu who didn't know how to play tennis at all.

"you!"

"Oh yeah, you're the head of the tennis club, right? You must be very skilled, so you must win matches often, right?"

Another blow.

"Unlike me, who only knows brute force and accidentally defeated you, Buchou."

Swish, swish, swish——

"So you must be letting me go? How about another round?"

Swish, swish, swish——

"Just in time to teach me tennis, Sakata-san must be really good, right? It took all that strength to win the match."

Swish, swish, swish——

"One more round!" Sakata was furious. "I will definitely win! I will definitely win!"

Urgent, urgent.

"I don't mind." Youyou turned to look at Sayu, "It's a good opportunity for Sayu to see me playing tennis."

"I..." Sayu didn't know what to say when being stared at.

The classmates around her smiled like aunties again, and she became the center of the crowd again.

"Ogiwara-san, take a look! Iruma-san just now was so handsome!"

"I'm so envious of you, Ogiwara-san!"

There is a feeling of moral kidnapping. If it happened to someone else, it would just be an innocent girl who was forced into the atmosphere.

But Sayu, she couldn't refuse even if she was alone.

Because she couldn't refuse him from the moment she saw him...

"You annoying bastard..."

Didn't say yes, but didn't refuse either.

Sakata was completely devastated. The girl he had always wanted was shy because of another boy, and he was burning with jealousy, and just wanted to embarrass Youjiu in front of everyone.

In an irrational mood, his serve actually hit Youjiu directly in the face.

"Iruma-san!"

Sayu was subconsciously worried about Yuujiu's safety.

Subconscious reactions can prove a person's inner heart.

"Wow, so this is how the technique is used."

Youjiu had no need to worry at all. He took a step to the left before the ball hit him and swung the racket into a crescent shape with his right arm.

"Crescent Moon Sky Strike!"

It was just a little bit of a cliché in my mind, but what I actually shouted was:

"I learned!"

boom--

Sakata also reacted quickly. He couldn't avoid the ball heading towards his face, and his desire to survive made him block it with his racket.

Snapped--

A face with bruises shaped like the web of a racket, born in the hands of Yongjiu.