freenovelworld Chapter 8 Birthday gift, Xiao Heizi goes offline at the speed of light, Longma's interest
Chapter 8 Birthday gift, Xiao Heizi goes offline at the speed of light, Longma's interest
Two days later.
Liberty State, Florida.
Sandebook Tennis Center.
As the area with the best tennis atmosphere in the United States, it has a total of 45 professional tennis courts.
It can be said that whether it is used for daily training or large-scale competition venues, it is a good choice.
This is the venue for the Free State Youth Tennis Tournament.
At this moment.
A Porsche slowly stopped.
Bang~
A middle-aged white-haired man in a dark suit, a monocle, squinting his eyes the whole time and with a serious expression opened the car door.
Then Beichuan, wearing a sky blue short-sleeved sports shirt, light-colored sports shorts and a white baseball cap, got out of the car.
"Master Beichuan."
"This is the gift the master prepared for your twelfth birthday: three tennis rackets specially made for you."
Just as Kitagawa was about to walk into the stadium with his golf bag on his back, the housekeeper Kei Kamiya took out a new golf bag from the trunk and said to Kitagawa.
"Ok?"
After he finished speaking, Beichuan raised his eyebrows slightly, then turned around and looked.
"You know, the master is essentially a bachelor with no relatives or friends."
"When I was in service, apart from eating and sleeping, everything I did was about tennis."
"After retiring, I continued to manage the tennis club while looking for a suitable successor."
“So, I’m not very good at expressing my emotions.”
As if he could see what Kitagawa was thinking, the butler Kamiya Kei explained with a smile.
At the same time, he handed the new golf bag to Beichuan with both hands.
"Tell the old man I like the gift very much!"
He took the new golf bag, took out one of the rackets, swung it gently a few times, and felt the extremely perfect touch, then Beichuan said sincerely.
"I wish the young master a prosperous golf course!"
Butler Kamiya Keiichi gave his blessing solemnly.
"Ah."
Waving his hand, Beichuan walked straight into the arena under the opponent's gaze.
Free State Youth Tennis Tournament.
It is held every spring, with an elimination system where the winner is decided in one round.
The state competition lasts for two weeks, and the main competition only takes one day.
The contestants are between 9 and 13 years old.
There are two types of places for the competition. The first is the preliminaries held in each state of the Free State to compete for the state champion, with a total of 50 places.
The second type is more special, with only 7 places available, and is a referral privilege only available to large domestic tennis clubs.
At the same time, these 7 places do not require preliminary rounds.
And Beichuan is one of these seven places.
Originally, he didn't want to participate in this backdoor way, but the preliminary round officially kicked off two days ago, and it was too late in time.
Fortunately, after retiring, Brand did not do what Nanjiro Echizen did. Instead, he used his connections, status and previous bonuses to gradually establish a super-large tennis club with branches all over the world - HERO Tennis Club.
Because of its headquarters, the branch in the Free Country will receive a recommendation spot for the Youth Tennis Tournament every year.
It was not useful in the past, but it is useful now.
Let’s not talk about this for now.
After Beichuan arrived at the player sign-in area set up inside the Sandebook Tennis Center.
The contestants and spectators waiting for the main competition here instantly focused their attention on him.
"Is that... Echizen Ryoma?"
"How is that possible! Echizen Ryoma isn't that tall."
"A new face? Asian? If he's not among the state champions, then he must be a recommended player."
"Bah! He's still recommending players, isn't that just backdoor advice? Just because he's wearing the same baseball cap, you really think he's the three-peat champion Echizen Ryoma."
"You're talking nonsense! That's the son of the samurai Echizen Nanjiro!"
"..."
In an instant, all kinds of pessimistic words were heard one after another.
Until the end, these people ignored Kitagawa and started to discuss the popular seed player Echizen Ryoma.
"This is the contestant's number plate, please keep it."
"While waiting to go on stage, the in-venue announcement will notify you in advance."
The staff at the check-in counter said expressionlessly.
【No. 13.】
It's really an auspicious number.
After taking the number plate, Beichuan couldn't help but think.
As for what those people said, he didn't care.
Well, dogs bark at people, but people can't bark at dogs.
“Yo, yo, yo!”
"You're playing with fire, you Asian kid who got in through the backdoor."
"Wearing Echizen's hat makes you invincible? What a joke!"
"I advise you to collect it as soon as possible, otherwise you will be beaten into a pig's head and suffer enough."
"Echizen Ryoma, he's no exception. I'll make him suffer!"
"So listen, don't be silly, in this tennis arena, I'm the boss."
"When I flow, I shine brightly. It's time to let go of your pride!"
Just at this time.
A 13-year-old black contestant with dreadlocks blocked Beichuan's way and started shouting in a direct and abstract manner like a rapper.
[Little Blackie?]
[It’s so dark...]
Looking up and glancing at him, Beichuan complained in his heart.
Then he simply ignored the other party and walked towards the waiting area.
"FUCK!!!"
This behavior directly made the black guy who had the current Free Country version of T0buff angry and embarrassed.
Under the curse.
The guy took out a tennis ball from his pocket and threw it out, while swinging the racket in his hand fiercely.
boom!
Accompanied by a crisp collision sound.
The tennis ball was like a stream of yellow-green light, heading straight towards the back of Kitagawa's head.
"Tsk..."
"What a deep-rooted mean nature!"
Beichuan's childish voice slowly emerged.
And when the black player looked again.
Instead of seeing Kitagawa being hit by the tennis ball, he saw a tennis ball coming right in front of him.
"what?!"
Almost like lightning.
The little black guy's instinct for survival made him subconsciously dodge to the left.
Immediately afterwards, the tennis ball brushed past the black player's right ear and shot out.
With a swish, a splash of bright red appeared.
The severe pain made him break out in cold sweats.
Looking at Beichuan's back, a hint of fear instantly rose in her pupils, and her crotch became wet.
Because if he hadn't dodged just now, he would have been shot in the head on the spot.
And just when everyone around focused their attention.
pat!
There was a muffled sound behind him.
Looking back subconsciously.
A young man wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and a white baseball cap with a big red R on it caught the tennis ball steadily with his left hand.
"What a clown!" After taking a look at the little black guy, Echizen Ryoma shifted his gaze to Kitagawa who was leaving.
"There's an interesting guy coming to this year's Free State Youth Tennis Tournament..."
After saying that.
Echizen Ryoma also walked straight towards the drawing area.