Chapter 7 7 Kise Ryota!

Chapter 7 7. Kise Ryota!

The day always goes by very quickly, especially when there is something to do.

For those students who are full of energy, going to and from school is simply a time to eat.

"Classmate, are you really not considering joining the basketball club?"

"Based on your performance, it is very likely that you will become a regular candidate in the first grade."

The manager of the basketball department looked at the handsome yellow-haired freshman in front of him and said in an expectant tone.

This freshman named Kise Ryota was obviously his first contact with basketball, but just by watching from the sidelines, he seemed to have learned the skills of his seniors and was able to reproduce them.

She has never seen such a powerful person, a genius in the true sense.

"Sorry, tired of playing."

Although the basketball club has the strength to be a national champion, to be honest Kise is not very interested. He can easily imitate the movements made by that group of people. Although the speed, strength and softness of the body are still a little different, but that It's just a sign that his physical fitness is not up to standard.

Once he grows up, those difficult moves will be as easy as breathing.

Therefore, Kise did not intend to waste time in the basketball club. After all, there would come a time when he would no longer be interested, so it would be better to leave as soon as possible.

"etc!!"

Without any infatuation at all, Kise left the basketball club without any hesitation from others to dissuade him.

"Crash!"

After washing his slightly sweaty body in the sink, Kise's eyes were full of boredom.

"Aren't there any sports that make people shine?"

Kise wiped the water droplets with a towel and sighed. Because of his talent, he could learn anything very quickly, and he was especially good at imitating others.

Therefore, he has wanted to pursue some difficult challenges for a long time, but has not encountered any decent sports so far.

"By the way, did you know? I heard that the tennis club has been rebuilt."

"I know, it seems that the third-year seniors were forced to withdraw from the club, and the new first-year students reintegrated the tennis club."

"It's funny to say that there are all freshmen in there."

Two students passed by in the corridor, and Kise listened to their conversation quietly without any disturbance.

"Tennis?"

"It seems like I haven't played it before."

"But the kind of sport where you swing your racket and chase the ball shouldn't be difficult, just like table tennis."

Kise realized that he had never played tennis before, but in his impression it was not much different from table tennis.

With a boring attitude, Kise prepared to go to the classroom, pack his schoolbag and leave.

Class 9 in the first year...

This is the classroom where he is.

"Well, I remember that there seemed to be a classmate named Qingfeng in the class who was also playing tennis?"

Looking out the window, if Kise remembered correctly, it seemed that he could directly see the tennis court behind the teaching building from the classroom on the second floor.

And there is also a weirdo in their class who is keen on playing tennis.

Picking up his schoolbag, turning it over his shoulder, and holding it in his backhand, Kise approached the window and looked at the tennis court.

"Whoosh!"

"Snapped!"

(So ​​fast...and that action?)

Kise immediately recognized Aomine who was playing in the tennis court and was surprised by his performance.

In his sight, Aomine was fighting back with a completely irregular posture, but even with such an awkward posture, he could still easily hit the ball back into the opponent's court.

But this weird running movement makes it hard to believe that it is a racket-swinging movement.

"It looks interesting..."

Rarely, Kise looked a little fascinated. Just when he saw Bai Mao swinging his racket, something unbelievable happened.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!!!"

…………

"boom!"

The schoolbag hit the ground, and Kise showed an incomprehensible expression.

"what happened?"

He rested his hands on the window sill excitedly, stared at the ball on the tennis court with wide eyes, and was shocked.

At that moment, the white-haired man swung the racket, and the tennis ball emitted a harsh bird song, like many birds chirping in unison.

What was even more shocking was that Kise seemed to see blue lightning.

Is this tennis?

However, what was beyond his expectation was that although Qingfeng did not catch the fantasy return ball this time, he did touch it the next time.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!!!"

"Over there?"

Facing the "Chidori" attacking again, Aomine quickly turned around and ran, holding out his racket.

"Snapped!"

But it's a pity that the scratches on the top of the racket express the slightest distance.

"Hey, one more shot, Shirazu!"

"You are a monster, right? What are you doing these days without relying on your eyes, but purely on your senses? Are you no longer a human being? Have you evolved into a wild animal?"

"Fight quickly! Fight quickly!"

…………

Listening to the exchange between Aomine and Shirogane, Kise's arms began to tremble, and the fingers on the window sill unconsciously began to tighten.

"Oops……"

"I can't stop shaking."

"Isn't this true?"

It was completely an expression of excessive excitement, and Kise couldn't control the shaking all over his body.

baseball? basketball? swim? track and field? Table tennis? badminton?

Nothing could make Kise feel so shocked and excited.

That white-haired swing was beyond Kise's imagination.

A flash of lightning?

He seemed to be able to describe it like this. In the blink of an eye, the ball had already fallen to the opponent's court.

He couldn't catch the trajectory of the ball with his eyes.

Not to mention catching the ball, he tried to imitate the opponent's ordinary swinging action, but this time he didn't feel that he had learned anything.

Therefore, he was like taking hormones, and his whole body became "hot-blooded".

"Finally found it!"

"The sport that can make me pursue it!"

His mouth couldn't help but cracked into an arc, his eyes widened, and Huang Lai finally made up his mind.

He...!

Want to play tennis!

Thinking of this, Huang Lai didn't rush to leave the school, but stood on the second floor to observe the game between Bai Mao and Qingfeng until it was over, and he left the classroom with unfinished intentions.

On the way home, he deliberately walked into the bookstore and picked out a book "Basic Introduction to Tennis".

He had never played tennis before, although he had played table tennis, but the nature was completely different.

Therefore, it is necessary to understand the rules and basic gestures and grip methods.

Imitation also requires the most basic foundation. Just copying a tiger and drawing a cat is not enough.

"I have to get a tennis racket..."

"Okay! Let's go to the shopping street and go to the tennis club tomorrow!"

Already a little "hungry and thirsty", Huang Lai couldn't wait to run towards the shopping street.

(Tomorrow is really exciting...)

There has never been a day that Huang Lai looks forward to tomorrow so much.

So, in excitement, he spent a sleepless night in bed, but this is another story.