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The thing is like this, a month ago, as usual, Fuji Zhouzhu accompanied his younger brother Fuji who fell in love with tennis, to the tennis court on the street to play. (The amount of plot needs, tamper with the original work~)

As soon as he got to the field, he found a group of people gathered together. Based on the principle of being a fool if there is excitement, Fujisuke dragged Yuta to squeeze into the crowd.

I saw a man with short brown hair, wearing a pair of glasses, with an expressionless face like an iceberg (well, I knew it was Mr. Tezuka at a glance, and it was Tezuka~). The two uncles with unknown faces (this is how they describe the gorgeous Jing Shao~), it seems that there is some dispute.

The uncle who looked like a cockroach said with a look of beating: "Boy, it's your luck that I see your racket. Get out of the way!"

Tezuka still held his iceberg face and said, "Please return it to me."

"Brat, who do you think you are? Have you never heard of a good horse with a good saddle? Our boss doesn't care about you for the sake of this shot, so get out of here!" Taking a step forward, he pointed at Tezuka and said disdainfully.

"Then let's play a game?" Tezuka glanced at them and said calmly.

"Stinky boy, you've lost your mind, the shoot is no longer yours, what do you use to fight our elder brother?" asked slyly.

"Hey, if you don't mind, just use mine!" Seeing this, a certain little bear who was afraid of chaos in the world appeared on the stage with a smile.

"En." Tezuka looked at the beautiful and clean boy in front of him, took the racket, then turned around, stared straight at the cockroach-faced uncle, and said in a commanding tone: "Compete with me now."

"You will regret it, don't say I won't give you a chance!" Uncle Cockroach Face regretted it after finishing speaking. "Damn it, you actually agreed." At that moment, the aura emanating from Tezuka made him feel irresistible, that kind of domineering arrogance.

"Is he a very interesting person?" Fuji raised his head slightly, opened his deep blue eyes, and said to himself.

"Tch, old idiot." Fuji Yuta said to Fuji's back.

"Hey, Yutai, let's watch the fun too!" As he said, he took Yuta's hand and rushed to the sidelines quickly.At this time, the game has already begun.

In the first game, Tezuka served.

The first game was over quickly, and Tezuka won 6-0.

"The opponent didn't even touch the ball. He is a very powerful opponent." Fujisuke murmured.

Bu Er Yu stared at the arena too intently, obviously heard what Bu Er said, and reflexively raised his head to look at Bu Er, "Isn't my brother better?

The onlookers were dumbfounded, and Uncle Cockroach Face shouted confidently: "It's so possible! Brat, it's all my fault for being too careless. I'll make you look good later."

Tezuka completely ignored his shouting, quietly waiting for the start of the second round.

As a result Tezuka won the game again 6-0.

Soon, the game is over. 6-0, from start to finish, Tezuka did not let the opponent receive a ball.

Going over to pick up his own racket on the sidelines, ignoring the unbelievable gasps of the crowd and the roar of his opponent, Tezuka walked up to Fuji as if no one was there, and handed the racket to Fuji "Thanks."

Fuji suddenly opened his eyes, left hand!The boy in front of me walked down from the field and handed the racket from his right hand to his left hand habitually. Is it a habit?Bu Er guessed.

There was a hint of amazement in Tezuka's eyes, what kind of eyes are those, like the cleanest sky, pure and reminiscent.Tezuka knew that he would never forget the scene in front of him.

However, a genius is a genius after all, and a king is worthy of being a king.Fuji quickly recovered his crooked eyebrows, and Tezuka immediately put away the astonishment in his eyes, making people suspect that it was just his own illusion.

"Hey, Fuji Zhouzhu, nice to meet you. This is my younger brother Fuji Yuta." Fuji maintained his gentle smile, stretched out his left hand and said.

"Tezuka Kunimitsu, nice to meet you." Tezuka held Fuji's outstretched hand without hesitation. (Don't ask me why it's not "nice to meet you"`)

"Hey, Tezuka is very good, is he from the tennis school?" Fuji asked consciously, the person in front of him had already aroused his interest, and he really wanted to have a close friendship.If the other party thinks the same way, will you tell your school?A genius thinks so.

"No, I will study at the Youth Academy next semester." Subconsciously, Tezuka replied like this, unable to explain why, simply hoping to see the boy in front of him.If I knew it, I would tell my school about it, so I would have a chance to meet you, right?Subconsciously think so.It's a pity that Tezuka didn't realize it now, and he didn't realize it until a long time later, when he completely lost the opportunity to own this person.

"Qingxue? You look good." The genius at this moment had no idea that his name would pop up when he was considering which school to attend in the future.

Playback ends.

The author has something to say:

Forehead. .The role of the young master here is a bit small. .