The Strongest Traverser

"Yes!" All the team members answered together.

"Then in the days to come, please continue to work hard. Today's club activities are here, let's disband it! First graders must remember to clean the court.

"Yes!" Then everyone sparsely walked towards the locker room. The remaining Mu Lin and several other first-year freshmen picked up the tennis **** on the ground and threw them into the baskets, and then put them back in the equipment room.

When Mu Lin was picking up the ball, he saw Ikeda standing outside the barbed wire of the tennis court.

"Hey, Heming, what are you doing here?" Mu Lin tilted his head and looked outside.

"I'm looking for you, brother, let's go back tonight together! My club activities have just ended."

"Okay! I picked up these **** and then sent them to the equipment room to go back. Will you wait for me?" As he said, he picked up another ball and threw it into the box.

"Then I'll help you! Brother Mu Lin" as he said, he walked around to the main entrance of the tennis court, and then ran in, squatting on the ground to help Mu Lin pick up the ball.

After returning home, Mu Lin stretched out, and the house was really clean. It feels much better than the mess in school.

Anyway, Mu Lin lacked neither money nor time. So he simply asked workers to build a tennis court directly in his yard. Although there is only oneself in the house now, it would be nice to play two games together if friends come in the future. So now there are parts of the yard under construction.

"Wow, it's a positive election!" An exclamation sounded in my ear while Mu Lin was doing basic training. When Mu Lin looked up, he saw a group of people wearing white and blue clothes walking in, and he could even feel the envy and desire of the people around him projected on the group of people.

"Is this the right player?" Mu Lin raised his head and took a serious look.

"I've heard seniors say it before. There are so many amazing people in the second grade. Senior Tezuka, Fuji, Kikumaru, Oishi, and Gan are all in the second grade, but they all become tennis players. The main force of the team! It's really amazing, seniors." A first-year student that Mu Lin was not familiar with was talking about.

Even the two stingers of Taocheng Haitang stopped talking about each other and looked at the candidates.

Although there are still a few Mu Lin who don't know each other, they are still in the third grade.

This first meeting was still very impactful for Mu Lin. Although he only regarded tennis as a leisure adjustment between traveling, he couldn't help but feel a little bit competitive now.

Just when Mu Lin was thinking about whether to invest more energy in tennis, he heard Tao Cheng next to him say.

"Ah, I have to work harder. I will definitely wear those clothes."

"Cut." This is Kaido Kaoru's response.

"Can I take you as a provocation? Do you want to fight? You gloomy fellow."

Then I heard someone next to me reluctantly say "Oh, it's starting again."

As Mu Lin in the same class as them, such scenes are also very common.

Even in the tennis club, it is not uncommon for them to play like this, which makes people feel that they are born with something wrong, even sometimes. If they were in the tennis club, they would go to the net and then to the court to make a difference. However, the level of the two people is very similar, but the outcome is unpredictable. So most people are already familiar with this kind of regular repertoire of the tennis club.

And although Mu Lin didn't like being involved in troublesome things. But he would not give up if there was a chance to watch a theater.

But Mu Lin's thoughts didn't work out, because immediately the two of them were stopped by the senior.

Really, Mu Lin glanced at his mouth boringly, slightly disappointed. If ordinary people saw him like this, they would probably think that Mu Lin showed this expression because Taocheng and Haitang were a little helpless. Who would have thought of him because he was a little lost because he didn't see it as a good show.

But not everyone hasn't noticed it. No two, as the rare sesame-stuffed glutinous rice **** in Qingxue, he knows this kind of lost mentality best after not seeing it as a good show. So when I saw Mu Lin's expression, I noticed him.

Fuji "Really interesting person!"

"What? What's wrong, Fuer?" Dashi turned to ask after hearing Fuer's words.

"It's nothing, I just saw an interesting person." In fact, Dashi has always appeared in the team as an image of caring about his peers, so Fuji is used to it.

After entering the tennis court, several people selected each other's opponents, and then went to practice matches. So Fuer didn't have time to pay attention to Mu Lin. That's what happened, but Mu Lin didn't expect to meet him again when he finished his work today, walked out of the tennis court, and was about to go to the bookstore to buy a few books after school.

"Hello there"

When Mu Lin was thinking about the problem, he was awakened by the phrase hello.

I saw Fuji-senpai sitting on the bench, still smiling. In fact, Fuji-senpai's smile is still very gentle. If Mu Lin didn't feel comfortable with his status as a senior, he might not be like this.

"Uh, it's the only senior, senior, why haven't you returned home? It's already so late.

Fuji-senior suddenly appeared in front of him. In fact, Mu Lin didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only say something like this tentatively.

After all, Mu Lin has only been in Japan for a short time, and he has not experienced the experience of traveling with seniors or elders. Feeling an embarrassment inexplicably.

But I didn’t expect Fuji’s senior to say, “Well, I’m waiting for you today. I heard that there is a first-year player who plays well, so I wanted to see it. Is it convenient to walk together?” He stood up and stood up. . . ,,.