After packing up my luggage a little, I put it all into the large tennis bag I bought, and then put my favorite racket in, and then I went to a tennis shop in the United States to buy it.

If you don’t have any strong opponents, use this racket. If your opponent is very powerful, use that racket.

I lifted the ball belt, but the weight was fine, not heavy at all. Then I immediately went to the airport, and went to Qingxue first, and then went to the U-17 training site with everyone.

I rushed onto the plane wearing a pair of sunglasses, and then the plane took off after a while. However, the United States has been flying to Tokyo for a long time, so I started to take a nap in my arms with my tennis bag and still had to make up for my sleep.

Only then can you train better.

Tokyo...

"Hey, Tezuka, have you contacted Chiyo?" Fuji looked at Tezuka and asked with a worried tone.

"Not yet." Tezuka's answer this time was very refreshing.

Buji looked at everyone and sighed slightly, "It seems that everyone can't get together this time." Buji shook his head slightly, and then left. Tezuka looked at Buji speechlessly, this person

It's really weird.

"Xiao Jing, can't you get the phone through?" Ninzu looked at the skull who was about to fall down while pinching the phone, and spoke kindly.

"I don't know what that guy is doing again!" Jibu pressed down the blue veins that were about to emerge, and then pretended to speak very easily.

Ninzu looked at Jibu and was speechless. His younger brother was his fatal pussy. There was no way. Every time he met, he would quarrel and talk to him on the phone. "What did Qingxue say?"

"I haven't found it, na, Huadi?" Jibu said very easily. Huadi also answered the same as usual, but he looked at Jibu with a speechless look. This guy really knows how to pretend.

I held back my feet and held my glasses that were sliding down, and then pretended to be unaware of anything and turned my head.

This time I came back very low-key. I intercepted a taxi on the road and drove to Qingxue quickly. It was only eight o'clock now, so I probably haven't left school yet. I guess I can catch up with it.

Tennis Department? When I walked into the school, I found that I seemed to have forgotten how I was going. It was so unlucky. And my phone was out of battery. Damn, I really had a tone.

The tennis department, tennis department, tennis department all rely on memory. I wandered around for a while and finally found the tennis department, but why didn’t there be a single choice?

"Raiwei, where is the person?" I looked at the somewhat empty tennis court and blinked in confusion.

"Ah? Supervisor, the seniors all left at dawn, and they came just now and were busy leaving." Riowei touched the back of his head, and then spoke very depressedly. Why are the two most important people in the tennis department today?

They are all here so late? And they all come to ask their seniors, they are really too rash.

Hearing Hikaru's answer, I admitted that I was speechless, and Longma was even in front of me. I remember that Longma was almost late, so I had to hurry up and must not grab the ball, then

It's finished.

"By the way, there are volunteers in u-17." After saying this, I ran away in a hurry. I must not waste a minute, because this minute determines whether I can go to training.

After rushing out of school, I lowered my black hat brim, got on a taxi, and drove to the u-17 hostel. I thought, even if I couldn't catch up with Longma, it shouldn't be much worse.

"Young man, are you going to u-17?" The driver said in surprise, "Then are you a high school student?"

This time, the only one that junior high school students participated in. "No, this time they specially asked junior high school students to participate." I spoke lightly, leaned against the backrest, and drank a drink.

"Junior high school student? That must be a super junior high school student! That boy, are you a volunteer?" The driver looked at me from the rearview mirror in surprise.

The corners of my mouth are a little stiff. Does this young master look like a volunteer? The uncle's eyes are really not good enough. "I am a junior high school student who participated in the selection." After I finished speaking, the driver's smile became stiff. He didn't expect this young man to be

He turned out to be one of the super junior high school students.

"Haha, that boy's tennis must be very good?" The driver spoke awkwardly.
Chapter completed!