The Chinese Soul of the Prince of tennis
1 I actually came to the world of the Internet King

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He slowly opened his heavy eyes, and what greeted his eyes was a stretch of snow-white.

"You're finally awake!" A teasing voice sounded in his ear.

Who was it? I was still surprised that there was someone beside me when my body reflexively sat up.

The people beside him were obviously shocked. He was slightly stunned, but he quickly recovered his original nonchalant expression.

I quietly looked at him. His dark blue hair was a little long, hanging down his neck to his shoulders. It seemed to have some big waves. He was wearing frameless glasses that symbolized elegance. He looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes were sharp. When he smiled, he gave off a sinister feeling.

Another child who matured early. However, this situation was becoming more and more common in society nowadays. It was better to be simple when it came to children. I thought as I looked around. This room looked like a hospital ward. Looks like I was sent to the hospital in time after falling down the stairs. Then the person beside me should be the kind person who sent me to the hospital.

She glanced at him again. He was quite good-looking, but unfortunately, he was a delinquent. He actually dyed his hair like that.

Just as I was letting my imagination run wild, I heard footsteps coming from outside the room.

Five meters, six people. Almost the moment he heard the footsteps, he instinctively made a judgment. The footsteps got closer and closer. I looked up at the door. The voice stopped at the door, and then the door opened.

"He's already awake? Ah!" The silver-haired youth who opened the door said as he ruffled his hair. He was sweating to death!

The six of them stood in the room. Including the one beside me, there were seven of them. I lay on the hospital bed and looked at this group of delinquents with messy hair and colorful contact lenses. Rich second-generation heir? The silver-haired youth seemed to be very dissatisfied with this atmosphere. He raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly,"What kind of unglamorous expression is that? Was he mesmerized by my magnificence? Huh?"

I turned my head and broke out in a cold sweat.

He had seen narcissistic people before, but he had never seen someone so narcissistic. This person wasn't afraid of being hit by a brick.

Could he be a fan of Sister Phoenix? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at him sympathetically.

"What kind of unglamorous look is that?”Ugh! He seemed to be angry!

"Um, who are you?" When I ask all the bad guys,

The young man frowned. Only then did I realize that they seemed to be speaking Japanese. But I haven't learned Japanese, so it's not convenient to communicate. While I was feeling troubled, a red-haired, short boy raised his head and asked the delinquent bespectacled youth beside me,""Yushi, what did she just say? It doesn't seem to be Japanese!" I suddenly realized that I could understand what they were saying. But I really haven't learned Japanese, and why are there so many Japanese delinquents here? Something was wrong! Something was wrong! I don't seem to understand many things. Why was it that I could hear footsteps from five meters away and instantly determine the distance and number of people? And my body's reaction speed is too fast. It's as if I've been specially trained, just like the people in martial arts novels. What was going on?

The delinquents on the side were also confused. The red-haired boy asked again,"Yushi, did she get hit by a car?”

A car? Didn't I fall from upstairs? But since I can understand Japanese, I should be able to speak it!

"Um, who are you?" Fortunately, he could say it. It seemed that the communication problem had been resolved.

"You don't know us?" The long-haired delinquent bespectacled youth next to me asked in surprise.

"Should I know you?" This time, it was my turn to be surprised.

Could this group of rich second-generation heirs who turned heads when they walked on the street be some internet celebrity?

The delinquent bespectacled youth didn't expect me to say this. He didn't know how to answer.

"Tsk." A scornful voice came from the crowd. A boy wearing a baseball cap said disdainfully,"Enough is enough! The truck stopped before you fell, so it didn't hit you at all. The doctor also said that you weren't injured at all. You're doing this to attract Atobe's attention, right? I've seen many girls like you.”

"You said I was hit by a truck?" He didn't fall down the stairs?

"I told you I didn't bump into you. Can't you tell if you're injured or not? Hey, don't tell me you hired the truck driver! Otherwise, why would so many people choose to go to the Atobu? It stopped right in front of you when you pushed Atobe away. To think of such a method to get close to us, you really put in a lot of effort.”After saying that, the delinquent in the baseball cap snorted. His tone was as contemptuous as it could be.

"So all of this was planned by her!”The red-haired boy suddenly understood and looked at me with disdain.

"Did you send me to the hospital?”He automatically ignored those words that he did not understand and continued to ask questions that he wanted to know.

"I say, are you pretending to have amnesia so that Atobe will take responsibility for you?”The bespectacled delinquent next to him smiled and said, even giving the arrogant silver-haired youth a malicious look. He looked like he was watching a good show.

"If you sent me to the hospital, then thank you. However, can you tell me where I am? Well, I mean, which country, which city, which hospital. Thank you." After saying that, I quietly waited for them to answer, hoping that my bad premonition would not be true. I prayed to myself.

"I said, you're almost done! How long do you want to pretend? Do you think we're all fools?" The man in the hat was starting to get angry.

"Um, Elder Xuehu, I think she really lost her memory.”A youth with short silver hair said.

Yes! He was a very clean young man. The initial judgment was that he was an introvert, the kind of person who was a good person at first sight. She smiled and nodded at him, thanking him for speaking up for her. He was actually embarrassed.

Seeing that I couldn't ask any valuable questions, I began to look around again to see if I could find anything that could solve my confusion. She saw a women's backpack beside the pillow and glanced at the boys in front of her. It couldn't be theirs! Forget it, let's see it first.

He poured everything in his backpack onto the bed and began to rummage through it. He picked up a small cartoon mirror and opened it. He was stunned and couldn't move.

Who was the person inside? He had a head of straight black hair, bangs that covered his eyebrows, slightly pale skin, and a pair of big black eyes that were looking at him with surprise. I quickly found a student ID card from the rest of my belongings. The face in the photo was exactly the same as the face in the mirror.

"Ito ~ First meeting?" He recited the unfamiliar name with some difficulty and analyzed it quietly. In the end, I had to believe that I had transmigrated.

What he feared came true. I admit that when I was crazy about time travel novels, I did look forward to time travel every day, but now I'm in my twenties.

She was already past the age of fantasizing. She looked at the unfamiliar face in the mirror again. He was so young. He shouldn't be more than fifteen years old! "What happened to the patient?" An old doctor wearing a white pendant was led in. It seemed that the group of delinquents had also lost their confidence because of my strange actions.

"Doctor, she seems to have lost her memory." The introverted youth hurriedly explained.

"Memory loss?" The doctor looked at me in confusion and asked,""Do you remember your name?”

"It's probably called Ito Chujian!"

"Roughly?" The old doctor didn't understand at first, but when he saw the student ID in my hand, he understood. "Then do you still remember who your parents are?”

I shook my head. After asking a few more questions, the old doctor brought me for a full-body checkup. The final result was that she might have been hit in the head by the car, causing her to lose her memory.

"Atobe, it looks like you really have to take responsibility for her.”The bespectacled youth gloated.

I continued to ignore what I should ignore. I turned around and asked the introverted teenager,"Um, do you know how to get to Lihai University?”

"Why are you going to Lihai University?" The silver-haired narcissist frowned and said unhappily.

I pointed at the student ID card and said," It says that I should be a second-year student at Lihai University's affiliated high school. If I go to Lihai University, I should be able to find out who my parents are and where I live.”

"I will send someone to investigate this. The doctor said that you'll be staying in the hospital for observation for a while.”

"I'm fine now ~~"

Before I could finish, the narcissist said,"If I say you can stay, then stay."”Then, he snapped his fingers to signal for everyone to leave. I was left alone in the ward, speechless.

Forget it, he had someone to help him anyway. It would be a waste not to take it. I'd better take the time to think about these messy things while I stay in the hospital for observation.

First of all, I transmigrated to a little girl named Ito Hatsune. The reason was that she fell down the stairs and was hit by a car here. Then, she was saved by a group of delinquents. One of them was called Yushi, another was called Meito, and the last was called Atobe. However, I seem to have heard of the name Atobe somewhere. And this is Ito.

The girl she first met was a second-year student from Lihai University's affiliated middle school. Wait a minute, establish a large ocean, a king establishing a large ocean? And that Atobe, could his full name be Atobe Keigo? Could it be that I'm the King of the Net? So, the group of people I thought were delinquents just now are the main candidates for the Ice Emperor's tennis club! This world of OMG was too crazy! Doesn't transmigration usually lead to the past or the future? If I really want to wear it, I'd rather go to the Northern Song Dynasty. There were heroes everywhere. Maybe he could even see Zhan Yumao and Fifth Master Bai. He could even become a heroine! But speaking of heroines, this body seemed to have many secrets.

However, with my current condition, I still need time to figure this out. Anyway, there was still a long way to go. Let's talk about the future later!

The most important thing now is to figure out my current identity. Who exactly was this Ito Chujian?

。。。。。。The author's words…

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