Net King Returns to the First Generation

12-year-old Natsuki Kazuo encountered a strange thing.

In the mailbox at the door of her house, under a stack of advertisements, she found a snow-white envelope with the spring commemorative stamp on it. The address of Zhui Sheng's home was written on the envelope. The recipient wrote her pen name "Rong Sheng", and the signature was The meaningless "white-haired fox".

what is this?

Did someone send the wrong letter?

But... this address is indeed the Zhesheng House.

Could it be that he saw the short article he published in a magazine three months ago?

——Will this be your own reader?If so, what's going on with this address?

Natsuki Kaosheng took the letter home, thought twice, and opened it anyway.

Inside the envelope is plain white letter paper, the simplest style, and the handwriting written by the signature pen is neat and neat, which is the impression that "only adults would write it".There are a few paragraphs in it.

The general idea is that I saw the manuscript I submitted from the editor of the magazine, and thought it was very appetizing. I wanted to get to know it, but I felt that it was too abrupt, so I decided to write a letter and be a pen pal first.

what.

Xia Shu couldn't laugh or cry.

She folded the letter paper again, and still couldn't help but lighten her movements when she put it in the drawer.

Well, after all, this is my first... fan, right?

Thinking of this, Natsuki's mood became better.After hesitating for a while, she still tore a piece of paper from the notebook.

Pen pals, sounds like a very romantic thing.

Try it out.Nothing to lose anyway.

Also avoid the situation that if the gentleman fails to achieve his goal, he will go directly to his home.

Thinking so, she wrote down the address of the "white-haired fox" on the envelope with a sticky note, thinking about going to buy some stamps tomorrow.

On the other hand, after Nioh sent this letter, he temporarily put aside all expectations or calculations, and devoted himself to the Kanto competition.

The adjustment of the training volume, the adjustment of the load, and the re-mastering of the skills are very busy.

He was on the bench when he played against Yinhua, and Dayamabuki returned to the doubles position, but he was assigned to the singles three in the match against Liujiao, and met Liujiao's first-year regular selection.

Well, that guy's hair is obviously dyed at a glance.

Nioh was handsome with his pigtails, thinking casually, my hair color looks better.

——Fortunately, Saeki on the opposite side doesn't know about Nioh's mental activities at the moment.

——The youngsters who can play tricks like highlighting are all trendy youngsters.

——I mean, someone who sticks to his own style and has a unique fashion outlook.If the concept of fashion is questioned... you know.

And the game that deliberately hides clumsiness is not much to watch.

This was Nioh's first singles match in the middle school league, but he didn't intend to perform well.No phantom, no coherence, and no ego realm.Even the load was not removed, it was still the weight just added two days ago.

So much so that the combat power he showed was really not satisfactory.

Morikawa watched the game, thoughtful: "The increase in weight has a greater impact on Nioh than imagined. Is it really a physical problem?"

"Judging from the statistics, Nioh's physical fitness has improved quite a lot." Liu flipped through his notebook, "Compared to the data of the first week of training after being selected for the main election, his physical fitness has increased by 40.00%[-]."

"That means the base number is too low." Aso touched his chin and sighed, "King Ren is really a mystery."

If the technology has reached such a high level, even the guy Jusaburo can win (although the tricks and psychology take a lot of advantage), but he has such scumbag physical fitness...

I really don't know how to practice it.

"You should supervise him to eat nutritious meals. He is such a picky eater, and he doesn't eat much. It's normal for him to look so thin and not improve his physical fitness." Mao Li yawned, recalling the first time he Losing to Nioh in the main election, I couldn't help but feel depressed: I was really deceived by that guy from beginning to end.A coherence, a phantom, they obviously wouldn't lose so badly, but they lost in a short period of time.

If it drags on into a protracted battle, we still don't know who will win.

As a result, his fame in his life is like running water, and he can't even stand up to the dignity of his predecessors in front of King Ren.

#Every time I will be deceived by my partner who is one year younger, please ask for the psychological shadow area#

"Niou is also very aware of his own weaknesses." Yukimura said thoughtfully, "If the improvement in physical fitness is as great as Liu said, then it doesn't matter if we don't remind about it."

"It's just the score, it's still a bit ugly." He reached out and brushed the hairband on his forehead, "Give him some more pressure."

Saying so, Yukimura stood up from the chair in the rest area.

The game has already been decided.

"5-4, by Saeki."

"6-4, by Nioh. Game Nioh."

The last ball was won without any risk.

Niwang stood up and wiped his sweat.

Well, the weight added two days ago had a greater impact on me than I imagined, and I was actually won four rounds by that guy.

He put away his racket and walked to the net to shake hands with Zuobo: "Thank you for your advice."

"Well, thank you for your advice." Saiki boy of the sunshine department was taken aback by this sentence, and smiled with perfect eight white teeth.

It's really a completely different style from Fuji Shusuke's. I heard that the two of them are young tamers?

Could it be that Xiao Shuran has such different personalities?

Like Yukimura and Sanada?

Nioh turned around and walked into the team, and deliberately glanced at the blue and white sportswear in the team that greeted Saeki outside the field, and the squinting boy wearing this blue and white sportswear.

Fuji Shusuke……

He turned around and met Yukimura's soft smile.

"You look tired, Masaharu." Yukimura crossed his hands in front of his chest with his coat on. It was obviously a domineering posture, but he made it a bit more elegant: "It's easy to lose four rounds. It seems that the amount of exercise is not enough."

Puff?

No no no, every time you call me by my name is not good.

King Ren paused involuntarily, and the fox who had been talking about it froze with a smile.

"Before next week's game against Ice Emperor, after the daily training, let's run a few more laps around the court." Yukimura raised his head and thought silently for a while, "Well, just thirty laps. Willow?"

"It won't be a burden on physical development." Liu nodded while touching the notebook.

Yukimura smiled with satisfaction: "Then Sanada, remember to supervise."

"Will not let up!" Sanada pressed his hat.

Yes yes yes, I know you won't let up.

Nioh tugged at his pigtail depressedly.

Such depression dissipated when he found the expected reply letter when he returned home to tidy up the mailbox.

The word "Rongsheng" written on the envelope was Xia Shu's immature handwriting when he was young, which he was not familiar with, but it vaguely took on a delicate and timeless form later.

"Dear Mr. White Fox:

It is indeed a very interesting thing to write letters without meeting each other.I am very grateful that you like my work, and it is indeed a pleasant thing to be praised.It's just that it's a bit abrupt to write a letter like this without consulting others.

I have read Shunji Iwai's novel that you mentioned in your letter, and I didn't expect you to like such a fresh work.Personally, I like Junichiro Tanizaki's anthology.

As for the next work, well, actually I have been contributing?

I don't know when the second article will be published. Will you be a little disappointed in this?

……

I’m going to finish writing here, and I’ve talked a lot without realizing it.It turns out that writing letters is such an interesting thing.

Rong Sheng

June of Heisei X Year"

Nioh smoothed out the creases on the letter paper, took out a box from under the half doll at the head of the bed, put the letter paper in it, and put the box in the drawer.The slightly excited mood before calmed down, leaving behind a touch of joy.

He picked up his needle and thread and went on to make dolls.

In his previous life, Sanada wrote a set of words for each of them. Inspired by this, Nioh decided to make a doll for each of them.

That way birthday gifts don't have to be racked your brains.

Even if they give dolls every year on their birthdays, after six years, they can still make up a set of legions.

"Masaharu, come down to eat." It was the voice of a mother who rarely worked overtime.

Nioh responded and put the doll back to its original position.

When I went downstairs, I had already changed into a clean sweatshirt—the afternoon training was canceled due to today’s match, but I still had to go to the club for additional training in the evening.

He's now hitting two simultaneous balls from the machine -- slow progress, of course, thanks to weak, not yet fully developed muscle groups.

After all, before he picked up the racket again, he really didn't exercise much.

Step by step, step by step.

You can't hurt your body in order to make rapid progress.

According to the calculation modeling, if the muscles of my body start to rebuild at the current speed, and my strength and physical fitness gradually increase, I will be able to hit more than ten goals before I am promoted to the third grade.

In short, before re-entering the U17, you must reach the level of the senior year in the previous life.

Only in this way will he be able to compete with people like Yukimura Echizen on the road to tennis in the future.

In this way, thirty laps are absolutely necessary.Well, I have to increase my daily morning jogging. It seems that I am really kind to myself.

King Ni made a decision.

"Did anything good happen today? Masaharu is in a good mood." Nioh's mother was putting the bowls and chopsticks on the table, teasing her son casually.

King Ren was stunned for a moment.

very good mood?Well, maybe yes.

"Piyo~ I'm fine."

"Boys are starting to have little secrets too." Nioh's mother smiled knowingly.

How can you tell your mother about receiving a letter from someone you like?

Niwang ignored his mother's teasing words and looked at the dinner table.

"Is there a barbecue today? Boof!" King Ni walked towards the dining table at a sudden speed, "Mom asked me what's good, isn't that a good thing? It's better to have barbecue every day, boof!"