One day after the tennis club returned to their daily training, the sports committee member of Division C finally stopped Yukimura, who was about to go to the club office.

Although he was the sports committee member, Ohshima, who wore a pair of nerdy glasses, didn't dare to get close to Yukimura Kun, the "Class Belle" of Division C.

"Yukimura Kun …" What should I do? He's so handsome when I get close to him.

Yukimura looked at Ohshima in confusion. He glanced at the documents in Ohshima's hands and blinked as if he had just realized something. He said apologetically to Ohshima, "I'm sorry, Oshima-kun. I almost forgot to register for the tournament. Did I delay your work?"

"Ah, no, not at all …" Ohshima shook his head. "Tomorrow is the deadline. If Yukimura Kun wants to participate in any event, you'd better hurry up …"

Yukimura nodded and smiled embarrassedly. "I've been too relaxed recently. I even forgot about this."

He remembered that Sanada had mentioned something to him yesterday. At that time, he was thinking about something else and just nodded casually, as if he had agreed to something.

He rummaged through his schoolbag and remembered that Sanada had asked him if he wanted to participate in the event, and then asked his friend to fill in the form for him.

He took out a piece of paper from the folder. In the registration column for the tournament, there was the word "wild ball."

Yukimura smiled helplessly. Anyway, it was just for fun. This event was in line with Sanada's style.

He handed over the registration form. Ohshima was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he felt that the size of a tennis ball was about the same as a wild ball. That was probably the reason …

No one knew what the reason was, but Sanada was serious about winning.

Probably because his older brother liked wild ball, Sanada had a lot of newspapers and magazines at home when he was young. After all, it was the most popular sport in Japan. His older brother used to buy tickets to watch games at Koshien.

In contrast, Yukimura had little contact with things that he didn't care about. He only knew the rules of wild ball.

One afternoon, the two of them went to watch Tachikai's baseball practice before training.

Unlike Sanada, who strictly forbade unrelated people from watching outside the field since he became the deputy minister, the baseball department did not restrict the students from watching their own training. If anyone wanted to visit the department, they could even tell the minister.

Tachikaidai's sports club was quite famous, and the baseball club was as strong as the tennis club in the country. It was one of the top four teams in Kanto.

Junior high and senior high school had their daily training in the stadium. During practice matches, they would go to the university's field ball court to practice with their seniors.

Yukimura and Sanada were watching the Junior high team fight on the sidelines.

Unlike the individual strength of tennis, wild ball was centered around the pitcher, but everyone had to play a perfect team to score.

Sometimes, wild ball games could even drag on for a long time. Running for a long time and constantly accurate throws consumed a lot of the athletes' physical strength and mental strength. This was a sport that required a very high comprehensive quality.

In contrast, most tennis players were inclined to one or two outstanding types in the five dimensions.

Yukimura listened to Sanada's explanation and gradually understood some of the ways.

Just like the tennis club, the baseball team fought with senior players in their daily training. It was because of this that they could surpass the strength of the average Junior high students and dominate the country. However, Tachikaidai hadn't played against college students yet. He thought about it. Although he had never heard of any college seniors in Tachikaidai, it must be meaningful to practice together. In terms of physical fitness alone, they could purely suppress their opponents in terms of strength and speed. Compared with high school students, they could win and lose, but it wouldn't be so easy to play against college students.

There were many members who lacked physical strength, so it would be good to take this opportunity to practice.

If the members of the tennis club knew that it was Sanada who brought Yukimura to watch the wild ball game that led to so many desperate physical training and college student matches, they would definitely secretly curse Sanada.

With Sanada's strict character, even if it was a game, he would try his best to win.

Yukimura was the same as him in this regard. If he did something, he would definitely do it to the best of his ability.

Perhaps as others had guessed, Yukimura was also somewhat familiar with the wild ball, which was similar to the size of a tennis ball.

He was naturally sensitive to ball games, and he understood the principle of throwing a good ball just by watching the practice match.

The two of them borrowed basic equipment from the head of the wild ball club and found a corner to try playing. Sanada had always been good at it, and Yukimura quickly became proficient after getting started.

Compared to the pitcher, Yukimura preferred the hitter position.

Although the striking point of a tennis racket was much larger than that of a baseball bat, the "sweet area" in the center of the racket was the best position for skilled players to use the lightest force to return the gravity ball.

In this way, swinging a bat to hit the ball might be like tying a tennis racket with a horizontal line and a vertical line that was only as wide as an arm.

Yukimura felt the slender striking range and the best point of force of the bat, and seemed to have some ideas about how to use the tennis racket.

Except for some seniors who were going to be admitted to key schools, all the members of the tennis club participated in the game.

Yukimura and Sanada were assigned to different groups, and there were still quite a lot of participants in wild ball.

Sanada's group was quite strong, and for some reason, they were all wild ball enthusiasts. Yukimura's team, although almost all of them were accompanied by his friends and classmates, unexpectedly advanced all the way.

Liu Zai finished the table tennis game and went to watch the final of the wild ball event.

In his own competition, he won the last match using the data, but he lost to a powerful Experiencer.

When he walked to the side of the court, he saw Yukimura's team and Sanada's team making pre-game arrangements.

He learned from the crowd that Yukimura's performance in the first few rounds was particularly outstanding. Except for the first round, when they were still working on their tacit understanding, his cooperation with his teammates was quite good, and his long play rate was so high that even Liu did not expect it.

What Liu did not know was that Yukimura was also very happy about his good luck. Two of his teammates were actually members of the track and field department, and their sprinting performance was quite good.

Although he himself was not talented in throwing the ball, he was quite good at controlling the ball as a hitter. He was very good at observing and influencing the mental state of the opponent, and his control of the court was terrible.

Therefore, when they entered the final, the saying "this team is the center of the hitter" spread.

Standing on the court, Yukimura was surprised to find that Sanada, who always liked to take the initiative to attack, was actually the catcher.

However, Sanada's defense was also very strong, and his judgment of the situation was also quite good, so it was understandable that he was the commander.

This time, Sanada, who understood Yukimura's strength, had already discussed the strategy with his teammates. If the opponent's ace could win, it would be enough to not let Yukimura play.

Therefore, after the opening two games, the two teams were in a stalemate. Yukimura's team maintained a good number of bases, and when Yukimura went to the lineup, their attacking efficiency almost doubled.

Seeing that the score was pulled apart, Sanada's team had no choice but to use the move that they had mentioned before to seal Yukimura.

The audience was extremely surprised to see that the pitcher actually threw three bad balls in the face of Xing Cun, who was once again in the batter's box. Such a mistake was simply giving Xing Cun a base.

The fourth ball flew to the catcher's side and was caught in his glove. This time, Yukimura was walked to the plate without even swinging his bat once.

This move was thoughtfully seen by some experts.

Although it gave the opponent four bad balls, it also defended the batter's offense at the same time, because if he was hit, it was obviously not something that could be settled with just first base.

Yukimura stood at first base and glanced at Sanada, who was steadily waiting in the receiving area. To be honest, this move was very risky. If the next batter was a hit or a home run, the loss would outweigh the gain.

It seemed that the opponent had completely understood his team of amateurs.

As expected of Sanada!

After Yukimura was sealed, Sanada's team went on the offensive. Although Yukimura tried to hit the ball, the opponent's path was not very ideal, and they were quickly overtaken.

Halfway through the game, the opponent's tactics and cooperation were quite good. In contrast, Yukimura's team's ace was continuously walking, and the others were gradually showing weaknesses that could not be compared to their opponents.

After all, playing against experienced players was still a weak foundation, and Sanada's team won the final victory.

However, when he came off the field, Yukimura still mocked his good friend in dissatisfaction.

"That was a very cunning move, Shinichiro." Yukimura raised his eyebrows. "You won't let me move if you can't beat me?"

Sanada smiled proudly, which was rare. "The combination of strength and tactics is the best victory, Seiichi."

Hmph, he would not admit that Shinichiro beat him anyway.

Yukimura thought angrily.

Although he lost the game, Yukimura was very happy to have made some new friends and discovered his good friend's outstanding leadership skills.

During the award ceremony, he stood next to Sanada with a smile on his face, and the reporters from the school's news agency took pictures of them. Yukimura had long been used to this kind of scene, but in the past, he was always the winner, and Sanada was the runner-up. Now that it was the other way around, he could understand his good friend's feelings.

"Sure enough, Shinichiro has always been like this …" Yukimura nodded pretentiously, and a trace of grievance and sadness appeared on his face. Even though Sanada knew that he was teasing him, he still helplessly patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

This scene was captured by the girls.

A few days later, Yukimura noticed a lot of people glancing at him on his way to the club.

He was puzzled, but he did not intend to care.

When he changed into his sportswear and arrived at the field, he found that a few members who were supposed to be training were gathered in a circle, talking about something.

"Wow!

This photo is so dangerous … "

"Little Yukimura is so photogenic, I'm so jealous!"

"What a rare melancholy scene, oh my ~"

"… Oh?

What photo, let me see it too! "

Hmm?

The three of them looked at each other and silently turned their heads. The main character of the topic was standing behind them, smiling softly and looking at them with his arms crossed.

"The National Conference is just around the corner, and Gross Profit -sama actually forgot about the enemy that he lost to. It seems that he is really broad-minded!"

"Although you won a few games, if you are so confident that you don't need to practice, Marui, why don't you play with me?"

"Also, Nin Of Gojoseon," Yukimura named them one by one, "It seems that the physical training menu that Sanada gave you is very easy. Hmm, do you want to tell him that you still have energy left?"

Seeing the three of them stand up in fear, Yukimura curiously looked at the magazine they were holding. On the colorful cover, the enlarged photo was very eye-catching.

The young man in a white baseball uniform had his hair tied in a white headband, and his purple hair was draped over his face. He tilted his head slightly and looked down. There was a hint of disappointment and sadness in his expression, which made his originally delicate jade-like face blend with a heart-wrenching mortal aura. It was as if a once unreachable god had come to the human world with an injury.

At the bottom of the cover, there was a huge headline: Above Victory, The Beautiful Young Man of God.

Yukimura forced a smile and looked at the three people who were about to leave the magazine and run away.

What does this mean? Please explain.

Ahhhh, Yukimura's eyes said everything he wanted to say. So scary!

"It's a news magazine jointly organized by the National High School. It's the most popular school newspaper among students," Pearl. "

Liu, who watched the whole process, came over and explained to Yukimura. He nodded and greeted him, "This name refers to the campus people or events that are as eye-catching as pearls. The report is very realistic, but it's mixed with a lot of gossip and interesting things. Every year, there are various voting elections, such as' The Sports Festival Event You Don't Want to Participate in, '' The King of Haiyuan, '' The Seven Places for Successful Love Confessions, 'and so on."

Yukimura had heard of this magazine before. It seemed that because all the voting was anonymous, it was very popular. The magazine also accepted submissions, and many of the content was quite interesting.

However, although the magazine was not for commercial use, and there was no need for the subject's permission to be photographed during sports events, it was his first time being on the cover.

And the title was too …

Yukimura was a little embarrassed, but Liu's next sentence shocked him.

"The most authoritative voting is the 'Pearl' selection at the end of July every year before the summer vacation. It is the voting for the campus belle of Tachikaidai High School.

Over 2500 people participated in the voting, which accounted for 93.38% of the total number of people in the school.

And Seiichi … "Liu paused. In fact, he was a little amused, but on the surface, he did not want to fall into the trap, so he said calmly," Although I don't know who submitted your photo, this photo was chosen as the cover of this issue and participated in the selection of campus belle. And, the probability of Seiichi winning is … "

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For a moment, even the eavesdropping members could not help but turn to look at Yukimura's expression.

The head of the department had always disliked adjectives like "beautiful" and "like a girl." This time, he had touched a mine … Ah, they would not say that they contributed to one of the votes.

"Hmm?

I am honored to be liked by everyone, but the title of "belle" is not suitable for a domineering boy. "Yukimura glanced at the distracted members and remembered a few of them to prepare for additional training later.

"Although that's the case, the title that was recorded was actually 'Pearl'. According to the records of the past, the previous winners were not limited to girls. They were all people with high prestige and respect." Of course, their faces were all very beautiful.

Liu added quietly.

Although he was slightly comforted, Yukimura still decided to forget about it since the dust had settled. His hands were still itching to play basketball.

"Marui, since you are so happy, it seems that you also 'respect' me?" Yukimura looked at the bubble that Marui blew. "I really want to play with you!" This guy definitely voted too!

Marui -kun, go for it!

Hey, hey, don't be happy too early. We don't know who is next!

With the end of the final exams, Yukimura's first semester in the first grade also came to an end.

Although it was only a short four months, he seemed to have experienced many unforgettable events.

The first time he led the national level tennis team, the first time he dominated Kanto, the first time he lost to Shinichiro (even if it was not tennis), the first time he was selected as "school belle" … Although he did not know whether to laugh or cry at some of these events, these experiences seemed to have gradually created a historical image in the hearts of his classmates.

Yukimura did not know that the reason he received so many votes was not just because of his looks.

Even if some of the seniors already knew him in primary school, what really made people recognize and accept him was his overwhelming strength and his leading temperament.

What Liu didn't mention was that in the past, every campus character was a famous club head or student council president. They used their charisma to attract companions who were fighting for the same goal, and the appearance of these people when they fought in their respective fields were the real shining pearls.

Everyone who looked at them knew that they were the leaders who had achieved the prestige of being the kings of the sea for many years. They had used their charisma to lead the army of the strong to guard the throne generation after generation. They had stood on this beautiful seashore for a long time, like an impenetrable kingdom.

But Yukimura did not intend to stop at this beach.

Tachikai had dominated Kanto for too long, so long that it seemed that he no longer desired to be the top in the country.

But just being in the top four in the country was not enough. In his eyes, what he wanted to see most was the highest victory.

Since entering school this year, Yukimura and Sanada had said that Tachikai would dominate the world in their hands. But now, he wanted to be the undefeated king.

Last year's champion had declined, and it was time for a change of dynasty.

As for the other challengers who were accumulating strength and constantly growing, every failure would become their motivation.

Facing the nation in August, countless experts were about to draw blood with their swords as they rushed towards the final victory.

Tachikai could not just stand on the beach.

They had to stand at the top.