Prince of Tennis: I am a manager at Hyotei

"Hmm? No need at all. Come on, go to the headmaster first. I have some things to discuss with the first and second graders. These guys outside are so noisy."

Is it noisy? Compared to the cheers from Hyotei, it seems nothing.

"Okay then. I'll go first. Bye."

Feng walked towards the regular selection lounge, and Long Ge pushed open the second-year training ground.

"Tanaka, come here!"

The news spread quickly before I even noticed!

"Coach...Coach!"

Ruined!

"You two are quite talkative, aren't you? Go run a few laps first, and use up all that energy. Then come over to me for sparring practice. Run well, I'll be watching you two the whole time~"

"Yes!"

Sparring practice! This is really over...

"The other first and second years are having free practice. Hiyoshi and Sato are entering field B for practice."

"Yes!"

"minister!"

Atobe was wearing a coat, followed by a group of regular team members, "Well, why don't you go practice quickly, and you...!"

The corner of Atobe's mouth twitched. What kind of hairstyle is this? Who gave her that patch on her face?

It really goes against my aesthetic sense!

Without saying a word, he took out his cell phone from his pocket, dialed the number and said a few words to the person on the other end.

"Minister, what is my mission today..."

Before Long Ge could finish his words, something strange happened in the sky.

The propeller rotates rapidly, making a loud roar. This kind of scene can probably only be seen in TV dramas.

The helicopter landed in the middle of the field, and several doctors in white coats and masks descended, each carrying a medical kit, as they approached Atobe.

"Master Atobe!"

"Well, you came just in time. Let's see her face and deal with it properly."

"Yes!"

Atobe was very satisfied with the speed at which these people came, and the smile on his face never stopped.

People from other schools who came to watch Hyotei's training were all surprised by Atobe's generosity and opened their mouths wide. Is this the world of the rich?

A helicopter is just one phone call away!

I've been fooled by this Mr. Atobe again!

"Excuse me, young lady!"

After saying that, two female doctors came over, one held Long Ge's shoulders, and the other gently removed the exaggerated gauze on Long Ge's face.

"oops!"

"this!"

Both female doctors exclaimed at the same time!

It turns out that the gauze was not exaggerating, but the scratch on Long Ge's face was that big.

The abrasion was quite large, but fortunately it is not serious now.

It can be seen that it has obviously been treated professionally and medicine has been applied. The doctor judged the severity of the wound and it will heal in a few days.

He replaced the thick gauze on his face with a simple patch, which made him look more harmonious. He repeatedly reminded Long Ge to be careful and not to touch water in the next few days.

"Thank you... thank you."

He came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Long Ge was still somewhat confused.

Atobe's expression was serious. "This is... this is not a bruise."

It was not difficult for the players to see that this was obviously a scratch caused by the fast-moving ball.

Knowing that he couldn't hide it from Jibu, he simply stopped hiding it.

"I was playing a game with someone yesterday and got accidentally scratched by the ball."

His eyes were sincere and didn't look like he was lying.

Playing a game? Getting hurt?

It's really rare that someone can get benefits from the Dragon Singer.

"I originally wanted to invite him to enter Hyotei, but he didn't seem very willing. I played with him for so long, but I still couldn't 'impress' him."

This feeling of being touched is the one they know!

Long Ge said this with a look of regret on his face. He didn't show any dissatisfaction because of the injury on his face, but more of regret.

Anyone who can be noticed by Long Ge is definitely not simple, however.

Jibe came over and grabbed the other half of Longge's face, "Aren't you ashamed to be beaten like this, huh?"

Shaking away the hand that was pinching his cheek, Long Ge muttered, "Why are you embarrassing me? I won."

He was not unhappy about being hit by the ball, but instead became a little depressed after hearing what Atobe said about it being shameful.

Her eyes kept moving around on Tobe, and she couldn't hide the little thoughts in her heart at all.