This is the anti-theft badge.
The moment he spoke, he remembered the same scene.
It was even exactly the same.
Even the angle of the setting sun was the same.
And he stood from the perspective of a bystander.
He watched the silver-haired boy on the court spread his hands.
He said those words to the "prey" named Yanagi and named Billus.
He had clearly dreamed of it, but he had forgotten most of it after waking up.
But since he had forgotten, why did he have to remember it after he had actually done it?
Following the footsteps of others.
It was really disgusting.
Prince Ren almost couldn't suppress the low pressure.
Fortunately, Yanagi's expression was too obvious. That shocked look made Prince Ren feel a little better.
At least I'm not under the guidance of others.
Saying lines like a marionette?
I did think so.
I also had a plan to do so.
If there was a similarity …
It couldn't be a pure coincidence.
So what exactly did his dream represent?
Prince Ren finally made up his mind to figure it out.
He turned his head and overturned his previous plan.
Run to Yukimura and tell him that I tricked Yanagi into the tennis club. He's in your hands.
Yukimura: That's your partner. Thank you?
Prince Ren: Puri.
That's also your club member. He's also a future official member.
Yukimura said that you really have high hopes for him.
Yanagi's first club job began with a practice match.
"If his level isn't good enough, he can take a shot with the freshmen," Liu said with a notebook in his hand.
Sanada frowned slightly. His expression probably meant that new members naturally had to start with basic training.
But Kazuyanagi Yukimura believed that if Yanagi's level had reached a certain level, it would be more efficient to start a new stage of practice directly.
After all, Liu Sheng was not the simple-minded first-year student who had sent them a challenge letter full of typos.
He needed to sharpen his temper.
Kazuyanagi Yukimura trusted Prince Ren's judgment.
Even though Prince Ren kept saying that he didn't know whether Yanagi knew how to play tennis, they felt that there was no need to take Prince Ren's words as the truth.
That must be an excuse.
Prince Ren: "I feel wronged."
He didn't know how to do it now, but he would in the future.
He was very powerful.
He carried his racket onto the court.
He decided to give his future partner a loving education.
Whether he loved her or not was another matter.
The education was indeed very profound.
The teenager, who appeared particularly "annoying" on the field, showed obvious arrogance in both his expression and demeanor.
His swings were even more forceful than when he was practicing.
He took the victory without any hesitation.
With an indescribable expression, he said to Yanagi, "I'm waiting for you to catch up with me.
Lord Yanagi. "
"You're like a peacock looking for a mate," Marui ridiculed.
Prince Ren glanced at him, sneered, turned around, and walked away.
"Hey." Marui turned around with his arms crossed. "Jack, let's go practice too."
"Ah, yes!"
In less than two weeks, it would be the new year's Li Hai University Tennis Department's official tryouts.
Everyone could participate, including the first-year students.
He was Yukimura, who defeated the third-year senior in his freshman year and became the head of the department. He stood at the front of the team and put on his coat. "I'm looking forward to you standing in front of me, challenging me, and defeating me."
His tone wasn't heavy, but it was powerful.
He was only standing one step higher, but he seemed to be standing on the other side of the sky.
Prince Ren raised his head slightly and looked at him, unconsciously clenching his fists.
He wanted to win.
He wanted to surpass the mountains in front of him.
This was too difficult, but it wasn't impossible.
Then he would set a small goal first.
For example —
(Earn 100 million from him) Enter the official tryouts.
"Competitors …" Prince Ren stood in front of the list and raised his head to count them one by one.
Yukimura, Sanada, Liu, and a few seniors …
Marui: There's also me, the genius!
When he was counting his opponents, Yanagi quietly walked to his side. When Prince Ren was almost done, he suddenly said, "Prince Ren."
"Puri ~" Prince Ren blinked and turned his head. "Yanagi."
Yanagi walked over with a straight face.
After the first day of the competition, Yanagi didn't have any further contact with Prince Ren.
He got the training list from Kazuyanagi Yukimura and received Sanada's personal supervision.
"Although Prince Ren didn't ask directly, 'special training' is still necessary." The person who was always serious said so.
Yanagi was grateful for this, but at the same time, he was also a little resentful.
The target of his resentment was, of course, someone who was standing next to him now.
In fact, this resentment had accumulated to a certain extent, even deeper than Sanada's. These days, a certain "overly serious" colleague from the Disciplinary Department often asked him to play practice matches, and every time, the result was very one-sided.
But Yanagi still thought that the match with Prince Ren was more exciting.
They had clearly said that they were "comrades," but they were so quick to cast him aside …
"I thought I would be in the same group as you in the official tryouts," he said.
Prince Ren tapped on the list. "You're in the same group as Kazuyanagi.
That group also has senior Mōri. "
Mōri Susaburo.
Yanagi heard Prince Ren's emotional fluctuation when he said this name.
He was a little confused. "I don't think I've seen senior Mōri during practice."
He did receive special treatment. He didn't participate in the unified training of the other first-year students. Instead, he practiced with the second-year and third-year students. Even Kazuyanagi Yukimura gave him a lot of training programs that were only available to the official and reserve members.
Prince Ren was silent for a while, "I haven't seen him much either."
"…?"
"Senior joined the tennis club after the Kanto Tournament last year. He was a transfer student.
At that time, I was just an ordinary member. "
"'Ordinary' …?"
Prince Ren didn't care about the suspicion in Yanagi's words. He continued, "Speaking of which, senior Mōri didn't participate in the special training during the holidays."
"But you think he's very strong."
"That's because before joining the Li Hai University Tennis Department, senior Mōri was the official member of Shitianbao Temple." Prince Ren probably felt that he didn't explain it well enough.
But he didn't want to explain to Kazuyanagi that Shitianbao Temple was a strong team in the National Tournament. It was even a strong team in the Kanto Tournament. Just like Tachikai University, it had been winning the Kanto Tournament for many years.
"You should ask Liu."
He thought about it again and casually waved his hand. "Of course I don't know about this kind of thing."
Yanagi: "…"
He felt that it was hard to calm down.
He raised his head and glanced at the battle list. He found Sanada's name in Ren Wang's group.
The two people who gave him a lot of stimulation were in this group.
There were also some seniors whose names he had heard of but didn't have any in-depth interactions with.
He didn't know that he had asked Sanada to "teach Prince Ren a lesson" during training …
Forget it.
Yanagi imagined Sanada's expression and the impact this matter would have on his gentlemanly image. He regretfully gave up on this plan.
He missed Prince Ren's complicated expression.
Prince Ren: Although I'm not familiar with senior Mōri, I think I've dreamed of him before?
And when I saw this name, I had the urge to wave my hand and grit my teeth … Did I really lose to senior Mōri in the future?
He shook his head and felt that he had been influenced.
How could he really treat the dream as an advance dream? It was too unrealistic.
Prince Ren was in Group B of the official team.
Not only was there Sanada in this group, but there was also Jiyuan.
Other than them, Prince Ren didn't think there was anyone else he needed to pay attention to.
Of course, he didn't want to fail miserably, so he analyzed every opponent he was going to face in advance.
And the main focus was naturally Sanada.
"I really can't stand that guy …" Prince Ren sat under the table lamp and looked at Sanada's information as he muttered to himself.
He turned another page and wrote something in the notebook that no one but himself could understand.
That night, he had a rare dreamless night. When he woke up, he felt it was a pity that he didn't dream of beating Sanada to a pulp.
Tachikai University's official team competition was based on group points, not elimination.
This was for the sake of fairness, and also to prevent some people from having too low luck.
Of course, there was also a way to determine the groups. It was impossible to put everyone who had the ability to be in the same group. That would be too wasteful.
Prince Ren and Sanada's match happened to be in the first round.
On the first afternoon of the official team competition, the weather was good and there were many spectators.
Most of the people who weren't playing were gathered at the court.
Prince Ren was checking his racket and snorted when he saw so many people.
On the other hand, Marui nodded outside the court. Kazuyanagi said, "This match arrangement is really good."
Yanagi had only joined the tennis club for a few days, so he was curious about this scene.
He looked at the expressions of his companions and wondered if he should ask Liu in private. He and Kazuyanagi had the same interests and hobbies, so they had a good relationship.
But the people in the audience weren't as calm.
"It's him!"
Looking in the direction of the voice, Hai, a first-year student, stood not far away and pointed at Prince Ren with a look of realization.
Marui blew a bubble and ran over to pat Jiyuan's shoulder, "Hey."
"Wow." Jiyuan was shocked and turned around to complain, "Senior!"
"Sorry, sorry." Marui raised his eyebrows, "You seem to know Prince Ren?"
"Prince Ren?" Jiyuan repeated.
"The white-haired guy you were pointing at just now."
"Oh, I know him!" Jiyuan showed an indignant expression, "I was late because he pointed me in the wrong direction on the first day!"
Marui thought to himself, "Sure enough, Prince Ren would do something like that."
"Is that guy very good?
Can he beat … the vice-minister? "Jiyuan paused for a second before saying" vice-minister "and suddenly lowered his voice.
Marui knew that this kid was still not convinced and recognized Sanada's strength.
He was so cute and naive.
Marui thought to himself.
He looked at the court, "Can he beat … Prince Ren is not weak."
He looked at Sanada, who had a serious expression, and then looked at Prince Ren, who had a different aura than usual. He turned around and said, "What a selfish arrangement, minister."
Yukimura had walked into the crowd and put on a jacket. He smiled when he heard Marui's words.
He did not refute. Instead, he nodded, "Isn't it good?
Maybe it can solve the problem. "
"While you're at it, right?" Marui blew another bubble.
Pop.
The sound of the bubble popping matched the sound of Kazuyanagi closing his notebook.
Yukimura ignored his friend and looked at the court, "It's indeed a lively competition."
"What …" Jiyuan frowned, "I don't understand."
Marui patted the back of Jiyuan's head, "You'll understand when you watch."
"Oh." Jiyuan covered his head and glared at Marui.
He puffed out his chest and snorted, "He's going to lose to me anyway."
Their conversation was neither loud nor soft. The people who came to watch the competition could only hear the gist of it.
However, the ordinary members were also looking forward to the competition.
The second and third year students knew that Sanada and Prince Ren did not get along. They would often quarrel during practice. Most of the time, it was because Sanada did not like Prince Ren's attitude, and Prince Ren did not give in.
They wondered if Sanada would teach Prince Ren a lesson.
They could not help but think so.
This kind of thought could be easily seen from the expression, so Yukimura's smile deepened, and Ren Wang in the field lowered his head and showed a mocking expression.
"Are you ready?" The third year student who acted as the referee sat on the referee's chair.
He looked around, "Are you ready to start?"
Prince Ren walked in front of the net.
He touched the wrist guard that had already removed the lead and narrowed his eyes at Sanada.
That prim and proper face of his really pissed her off.
If he could make him change his expression, it would be better, right?
No matter what, he could not let Sanada be too proud. Piyo ~
He placed the racket on the ground and spun it with his fingers, "Which?"
“Rough.”
The racket fell to the ground.
Prince Ren bent down to pick up the racket, "I want the court over there."
He looked up and met Sanada's eyes. His lips curled up slightly.