Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

QP supporters chanted the name of their idol.

For other players, this is something to be extremely proud of.

But for QP, who was trained to win, these cheers and shouts were disrupting his thoughts.

It made it impossible for him to concentrate and better display his strength.

at this time.

This stern-looking young man did something that was difficult for everyone to understand.

He casually threw the tennis ball in his hand, and the referee asked about it.

"What's wrong?"

"The noise was so loud that I couldn't concentrate. As a referee, shouldn't I have stepped in to stop it?

If I can't handle it well, I will refuse to continue playing, okay?"

The cold words and matter-of-fact attitude made the referee feel a little helpless.

"Okay.. I understand."

Soon the live broadcast sounded.

"Everyone in the audience please cooperate and try to keep the venue quiet while the contestants get ready. Thank you for your cooperation."

Broadcast cut off.

There was a sigh in the venue.

But QP's supporters still support it as always.

"Tsk! That guy is so arrogant! He even dares to tell the audience to keep quiet! It's really infuriating! Senior Ghost must knock him down!"

Yue Ren spoke indignantly.

It really pissed him off!

However, Feng on the side had a different opinion and spoke weakly.

"But overly intense cheering will really affect the players' concentration. Actually, he's right..."

"Huh? Chotaro, can you say that again?"

Yue Ren stared at Feng fiercely.

Being taught a lesson by senior.

Feng lowered his head humbly and accepted the criticism from his senior.

At this moment, the two of them were like a docile big dog being scolded by a small, grumpy kitten.

"Hey, hey, hey! Taketo, whose apprentice are you teaching a lesson to? Is there something wrong with what Chotaro said?"

Seeing that Feng was at a disadvantage, Minghu immediately became restless and started arguing with Yueren.

Yue Ren, who had a bad temper, immediately started arguing with Ming Hu.

Feng and Cilang were caught in the middle and were in a dilemma.

Of course, Feng was the only one caught in a dilemma.

"Senior Meido, Senior Xianghi, please stop arguing. This is all my fault, so please stop arguing..."

"Get out of here! Chotaro! If someone bullies you, you have to fight back, even if it's a senior! I'll cover for you!"

Jiro, who was sitting between the two of them, was not disturbed at all, but was suddenly awakened by the sound of the broadcast.

After the broadcast ended, I went back to sleep.

The two of them were arguing with him in the middle, which did not affect his sleep quality at all.

There was a faint snoring sound and indistinct mumbling.

"Hehe~ Atobe... Ryuge. You guys are here... The cake is so delicious... Hehe~"

When they heard their names, they immediately quieted down, stopped arguing, and slowly looked around.

Yue Ren: "Phew~ I was so scared!"

Meihu: "Hey! Jilang, this is not the place for you to sleep! Get up now!"

Yue Ren: "That's so scary! They keep saying things that make my heart beat faster! I told you they wouldn't show up here!"

The two of them progressed from attacking each other to joining forces to attack Jiro.

The radio sounded.

The German team representatives are very accustomed to this.

No performance.

Only Bismarck, who loved the hustle and bustle, made a few comments.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it starts again."

On the contrary, all the members of the Japanese team found it incredible.

Isn't it something to be happy about when the audience cheers for you?

"People who are too calm will be unceremoniously ejected even if it's their own fans who affect their game. They feel like fake people."

After hearing Long Ge’s comments, Senior Qian opened his notebook.

Looking at the page that records the QP information.

"There are also rumors that he even ruthlessly abandoned his mentor who taught him how to play tennis since he was a child."

That's what it says.

But Long Ge noticed that the German team's coach looked very satisfied and proud of QP's performance.

Now she is a little skeptical about whether Senior Qian's information is reliable.

But the game was still going on and she had no time to care about these things.

The ghosts on the field didn't care much about QP's actions.

He snorted softly.

"Hmph, no matter what you do, it's all in vain. Just accept your fate."

destiny..

It has always been in your own hands.

QP's expression was stern.

"Destiny? Only those who are not good at playing football would talk about it. But I will control what you call destiny."

The referee gave the order.

The game continues.

After the venue returned to silence, QP on the field burst out with a completely different strength from before, instantly equalizing the situation.

Little Kelp naively thought.

"Wouldn't it be better to play the game quietly?"

Liu held his forehead and felt a headache.

Long Ge spoke frankly.

"That's just the opponent hiding his strength, there's no such thing as that. Little Kelp, that's not something you should learn."

After listening to Long Ge's explanation, Qi Yuan blushed and stuttered.

"No...no! I'm just curious!"

Looking at the arena, the still brave Ghost Boss was already secretly at a disadvantage.

"Is this really okay? Doesn't that mean Senior is going to lose the game?"

Kirihara looked a little worried.

"No way!"

Xiao Jin followed the ghost on the court closely.

"Uncle Ghost won't lose! Uncle Ghost has even more powerful tricks up his sleeve!"

Xiao Jin firmly believed that with Gui's strength, he would never lose to the poker-faced guy on the opposite side.

After being overtaken by the opponent by two points in a row, the resting ghost seemed to be in trouble.

Sit in a chair and meditate.

Coach Mifune, who was sitting in the coaching seat, was only busy picking his feet and had no intention of communicating with the ghost.

In such a situation where the player is suppressed by the opponent, the coach should provide guidance to the player.

The junior high school students were somewhat dissatisfied.

But I didn’t dare say it out loud.

The atmosphere is different when watching the German team.

QP, who is always cold and aloof no matter who he faces, behaves like an ordinary person in front of this coach.

Will proactively communicate with the coach.

“Although it was tiring, the game went as the coach predicted.”

The head coach of the German team sat on the chair in the coaching seat in an unusual posture.

"Well done, Bluebird, it was a fantastic match."

Faced with the coach's praise, QP obviously restrained his cold and aloof attitude.

The break is over.

QP had already entered the arena, and Gui was sitting on the lounge chair without moving.

Until the referee called out the ghost's name.

"Kiki Jujiro, please return to the competition venue as soon as possible!"

The ghost's unusual behavior made the middle school students in the audience worried.

Xiao Jin even shouted at the ghost who was concentrating with his eyes closed.

"Uncle Ghost!"

Ghost Boss picked up the racket and stood up.

"You're making so much noise, little brat, just be quiet!"

Then the Ghost Boss suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body was enveloped by incredible light.