Facing the morning glow, Yuan strode into Mountain Blowing Middle School.
Cherry blossoms fell, and a faint fragrance lingered in his nose. It made his spirit suddenly rise, as if his entire person had been sublimated.
As the new semester began, the entire school regained its vitality. The girls in sailor suits came and went like beautiful scenery. Accompanied by the dancing cherry blossoms, there was a feeling that had never been felt in Germany.
Like tennis, this was a new atmosphere that belonged to Tokyo, full of vitality.
After asking the passers-by, Yuan arrived at the teaching office. Along the way, the girls gathered together in groups and occasionally lowered their heads to discuss this new classmate. Words like "handsome" and "Prince Charming" could be vaguely heard. He was already used to this source.
He remembered that when he was in Ber, the open-minded white female classmate even hinted that he could do it. However, he remembered what Elder Ban had told him and tactfully rejected him. It was not that he was Liu Xiahui, but that he was only fourteen years old, fourteen years old!
Unless it was a case of sperm going to the brain, which normal person would lose their virginity at the age of fourteen? This was especially true for tennis players like him, who aimed for the top. This stage was a critical time for physical development. Between sex and dreams, anyone with a brain would choose the latter.
Not long after, he arrived at the entrance of the teaching office. After knocking on the door a few times politely, he received permission to enter. As soon as he entered, he saw a plump middle-aged woman sitting at the desk. She was the dean.
It was very normal. Those who could get to this position in the school were either women or bald men.
Because Elder Ban had already informed him beforehand and he was a top student transferred from Germany, the director did not make things difficult for him. The whole process was just a formality. After getting a piece of paper, Yuan went to the class teacher's office.
As soon as he entered, he saw a woman holding a book. She was about 165 cm tall and wore a professional teacher's outfit that accentuated her beautiful figure. Her oval-shaped face and exquisite facial features were very sexy. However, her clear eyes seemed to be able to see through her thoughts, making people not dare to have too many thoughts about her.
This was Minamoto's form teacher, Maki Hasegawa.
Seeing the handsome young man in front of him, Hasegawa's eyes lit up.""You must be Student Yuan?"
Genesis nodded.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the classroom!"
The beautiful teacher said as she led the way. Yuan was behind her. After taking a few glances at her figure, he turned to look at the layout of the surrounding buildings. The school was built in 1934 and had quite a history. Most of the buildings maintained the style of the Shōwa period.
Because it was a private high school, the development of Yamabuki was completely dependent on financial groups and corporations. Just like the Atobe Corporation behind Frost Monarch, the Mitsui Corporation that Yamabuki belonged to was also a giant in Japan. Yuan, who didn't care about these things at first, was still shocked after understanding them in depth. No wonder his father, who had always been stubborn, didn't object when he entered the mountain.
He remembered that the old man once said that a professional tennis player could not only be related to tennis. Even a lone warrior like Minamijiro was said to be inextricably linked to a big tycoon in the country.
From the looks of it, Mitsui, who was behind Shan Chui, might be a good choice to become a pro player.
As the source thought spun, Hasegawa, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and said in a voice like an oriole,"We're here, Yuan. You should sort out your language first. We'll introduce ourselves later.”
"Yes."
Looking at the beautiful teacher's back, Yuan shrugged. Self-introductions were so boring.
After a while, Hasegawa opened the door and said to Genesis,""Come on, Yuan."
Third year A class, the best class in Shan Chui Middle School. Inside the classroom, the tables were no different from those of the third-year high school monks in Yuan's previous life. There were piles of books that made one's eyelids twitch.
At this moment, when they heard the beautiful form teacher say that a new student had arrived, many students in the classroom raised their eyebrows, but their gazes quickly returned to their books. That matter had nothing to do with them.
At this moment, a deep and magnetic voice sounded,""Hello everyone, my name is Shunyi, Yuan Shunyi!”
Many people were attracted by this voice. They looked up, but their gazes could no longer shift away.
"So handsome!"
This was the unanimous thought of the girls in the class. The big boy in front of them was full of sunshine, as if he was a gift from Amaterasu. As for the few boys, they also smiled kindly. With this strong classmate, it would be much easier for them to participate in sports events in the future.
After all, this was Class A. For them, who only cared about scores, the sports meet was really torturous.
After a simple self-introduction, Yuan was assigned to a table with an ordinary-looking girl. The girl's name was Tomoori Mishima. When she saw her new classmate sitting at the same table as her, she almost fainted from happiness. If looks could kill, then the fierce gazes of the surrounding girls could almost kill her a thousand times over.
The first period was a math class with a beautiful teacher. It was hard to imagine that such a beautiful teacher was actually the best math teacher in Shanchui.
The pretty teacher's class always passed very quickly. Not long after, the bell rang.
"Wow!"
Not long after the teacher left, a few exclamations came from the front row. Yuan frowned and looked over. He saw a young man with orange hair walking and stopping between the girls, constantly posing. It was the lucky Qianshi that Elder Ban had given to Yuan Liwei a few days ago.
"Qianshi?" When Yuan looked over in surprise, Qian Shi also walked over.
The smile on his face disappeared, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. Traces of cold light seeped out from the gaps. Qian Shi was still unable to let go of the fact that he had lost to the person in front of him. Furthermore, Tian Yuan's lecture made Qian Shi, who had always been self-centered, very unhappy.
"Report to the tennis club after school. Also, the regional qualifiers will start tomorrow, so be prepared.”
"Oh?" Yuan dragged out his voice and placed his hands behind his head. He lazily stretched his waist and smiled,"Regional qualifiers? Shouldn't it be your responsibility to take care of that level of trash?”
"Trash?"
The veins on Qian Shi's forehead bulged when he heard the other party's words. The cold light in his eyes could no longer be concealed."Say that again?"
"Oh? Are you angry?" Origin slowly sat up straight and smiled.""Could it be that you can't even handle people like Green Mountain and Gang Jing?”
The cold light in Qian Shi's eyes was still gathering, but his aura had already weakened.
"What are you looking at? Do you think you can be a match for Tezuka and Atobe? Not to mention them, if you can win three rounds without using second-hand skills, I'll have a whole new level of respect for you!”The aura around the source slowly rose, making Qianshi feel as if he was facing Tezuka and Atobe.
The other party stood up and left the table to walk to the window. Looking at the scenery of cherry blossoms dancing outside the window, he sighed and said,"Qian Shi is pure and pure, Shan Chui's strong solo player! If you didn't have a true understanding, perhaps you wouldn't even be qualified to fight your way into the country with us.”
He did not care about Qian Shi at all. The cold light in his eyes turned into fighting spirit, and his entire body surged with an aura that made the other party's expression change.
"The world of tennis is much bigger than you can imagine!”
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