readytorunbook #269 - Double fashion show
#269 - Double fashion show
Subsequently.
The Neon Team and the French Team entered the stadium from opposite sides.
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"Child of God!"
"Camus!"
"Woah woah woah woah!!"
"Equatorial Phoenix!"
"Paris Show!"
"Both teams have such high face value!"
"There are so many highlights in this match!"
Discussions, cheers, and applause filled the entire venue in an instant.
Whether it was the Neon Team or the French Team, there were always a few well-known players.
Especially Yukimura and Camus, who heard uniform shouts when they entered the field.
"Now, the match between the Neon Team and the French Team is about to begin. Both sides, please prepare for doubles two!"
As the referee's announcement sounded.
The players from the Neon Team and the French Team entered the field.
The Neon Team sent out Shiraishi Kuranosuke and Kimijima Ikuto.
The French Team sent out Barthe and Moreau.
"Barthe and Moreau are going on!"
"So handsome! They look like models!"
"Take pictures quickly, there aren't many opportunities!"
The moment Barthe and Moreau entered the field, popular discussions arose.
Countless teenagers screamed, photography enthusiasts, and tennis reporters frantically pressed the shutter at this moment.
In the flashing lights and teenage screams, the two not only didn't show any nervousness.
But instead, they started walking the runway on the court.
They would strike a pose every certain distance, and each time they did, there would be more screams and shutter clicks.
"Do they think they're walking on a T-stage!"
Atobe's lips twitched slightly.
"In that case, the Neon Team can't lose in the beauty contest!"
Mifune Nyudo snorted and shouted, "Kimijima! Shiraishi! Use your charm to conquer them!"
"As expected, it still turned out like this."
Although reluctant, Kimijima Ikuto had already struck a pose and prepared to enter the field.
Subsequently, he directly walked onto the court to compete with Barthe and Moreau.
"What's going on! Isn't Shiraishi going to strike a pose?"
Toyama Kintaro pointed at Shiraishi Kuranosuke and said.
"Shhh..." This caused a whole round of hissing from the audience.
"Shiraishi is nervous."
Taneshima Shuji saw Shiraishi Kuranosuke's situation at a glance.
Court, in front of the net.
"Then I am indebted to you, Kimijima."
Barthe showed a smile.
"Are you talking about the incident where you were almost blocked by the French tennis world because you were too handsome?"
Kimijima Ikuto said lightly, "You don't have to take it to heart at all."
"But, let's not talk about these things during the match, let's fight with all our strength!"
Barthe's expression became serious.
"That's natural, but."
Kimijima Ikuto pushed his glasses: "Because we have a middle school student cheering for us, please be gentle and try not to hit him."
"Tennis isn't about winning based on age, right?"
Barthe looked at Shiraishi Kuranosuke: "Moreover, you underestimate Shiraishi too much."
"In that case, that's easy to handle."
After saying that, Kimijima Ikuto walked to the baseline.
"As expected of Kimijima! He's already started negotiating with the other party!"
Tono Atsukyo shouted excitedly.
Thus, in this atmosphere, the referee's voice sounded:
"Match start, best of five games, French team Barthe's serve!"
Baseline.
Da da da Barthe gently patted the tennis ball on the ground.
Whoosh The tennis ball flew into the sky, Barthe bent his knees, and at the moment when the tennis ball fell to the best position, he jumped up and swung his racket!
Bang The tennis ball produced a ripple of airflow at the moment it flew out.
The tennis ball flew rapidly to the opponent's court like a shooting star.
In the blink of an eye, the tennis ball had already landed on the opponent's court.
Kimijima Ikuto and Shiraishi Kuranosuke exchanged glances, and Shiraishi Kuranosuke nodded slightly.
Subsequently.
Kimijima Ikuto moved his whole body and rushed to the landing point.
He raised his arm from the lower right upwards, driving the power of his wrist, and collided the racket with the tennis ball, the tennis ball was instantly smashed!
The tennis ball carried an astonishing spin, with billowing smoke behind it, instantly tearing through the entire court.
Barthe seized the opportunity, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, his figure disappeared in place, and he swung his racket at the dead corner of the court's baseline!
Bang The tennis ball flew out of the baseline!
"15:0!"
The referee's voice sounded.
Barthe and Moreau began to strike poses.
The whole audience cheered and screamed.
"Shiraishi is too nervous."
Taneshima Shuji's eyes narrowed slightly: "That ball just now wasn't that special."
"If he can't even do this."
Equatorial Phoenix snorted: "That can only prove that he is not qualified to stand on this world!"
"No, Senior Equatorial."
Yukimura's purple eyes revealed a faint smile: "Senior Kimijima and Shiraishi seem to be planning something."
"Negotiation?"
Mitsugu Akuto's eyes flashed with the brilliance of data: "The two of them are very likely to have reached some kind of negotiation before the game."
"No matter what kind of negotiation it is, Kuranosuke will definitely not lose!"
Toyama Kintaro shouted with a smile.
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
At the same time, on the court.
At this time, Barthe continued to serve.
At the moment the tennis ball flew into the sky, Barthe jumped up and swung his racket powerfully!
Bang The tennis ball produced a powerful explosive force at the moment it touched the racket, and flew out like a sharp blade.
This time it was the same, only Kimijima Ikuto quickly moved on the court, preparing to receive this tennis ball.
Although he received it and returned it, the hitting point in the dead corner was still found.
"30:0!"
"40:0!"
Game, French team, score 1:0!"
The referee announced, while Barthe and Moreau began to strike poses again.
Instantly.
"Paris Fashion!"
"Paris Fashion!"
"Barthe! Moreau!"
The entire audience shouted.
At this time, although the two had won a point.
But it was still a bit strange, why was only Kimijima Ikuto receiving the tennis ball.
From just now, Shiraishi Kuranosuke was just watching the two of them playing tennis on the court.
There was no intention of taking action at all.
"Moreau, let's be more cautious."
Barthe said to Moreau while striking a pose.
Moreau nodded and continued to strike a pose.
It was Kimijima Ikuto's serve.
The tennis ball was thrown into the sky, Kimijima Ikuto's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he swung his racket directly at the tennis ball!
Bang The tennis ball produced a powerful explosive force at the moment it touched the racket, and flew out like a bullet, with billowing smoke on its trajectory.
The tennis ball slammed into the ground in the blink of an eye, leaving a trace.
At this time, Moreau rotated himself, first running to the side.
Seeing this, Kimijima Ikuto did not hesitate at all and ran in the opposite direction to where he turned.
Just then!
Moreau turned again and switched to the same direction as Kimijima Ikuto, and swung his racket at the tennis ball!
Bang The astonishing force immediately caused the tennis ball to produce a visible plume of smoke, and the tennis ball quickly flew towards the net like an arrow.
The tennis ball directly slammed into the baseline in the opposite direction of Kimijima Ikuto.
Then it went directly out of the court and slammed into the wall!
"15:0!"
"30:0!"
"40:0!"
Game, French team, score: 2:0!"
The referee announced.
"What's wrong with Shiraishi?"
Toyama Kintaro's face showed a little nervousness and shouted: "There's no way he couldn't receive that ball!"