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Everyone looked at Camus who made an invitation to the racket in disbelief. They were not surprised by his absurd behavior at this time, but they were surprised that as the leader of the French team, Camus actually chose to play at this moment!

"The leader of the French team has appeared!"

"That Camus! He's actually playing now!"

"Team Neon was completely caught off guard!"

Ignoring all the noisy sounds in the court, Camus looked at his racket affectionately and intently, as if he had received some response, and a loving smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you for your company, my love!"

He carefully held his racket with both hands in tandem, protecting it in his arms, and then slowly walked onto the court step by step, with agility, rhythm and charm like a dance.

"Hey! No!"

"Is it really Camus who appears!"

"In that case, wouldn't Duke's plan fail?"

The high school students were all thinking speechlessly, with complicated expressions.

They even speculated that Mifune Irido had already guessed that Camus would play as the No. 3 singles player and deliberately arranged this.

However, the deal was already done, and they couldn't help but think too much. What they were more curious about now was whether Souji Hata could defeat Camus.

You know, the opponent is known as the revolutionary who started the tennis revolution in France.

Looking at the elegant and noble Camus with curly hair, Soji Hata felt that he could even see many pink bubbles popping up from his body, targeting his racket.

"Hello, Mr. Hatada."

Soji Hata took the initiative and said.

"Ah hello."

Miu nodded gracefully, and then looked at Souji Hata with meaningful eyes.

"Actually, I didn't originally plan to play as the No. 3 singles player!"

Souji Hatada was stunned, what does this sentence mean?

Then, I heard Camus say to himself: "However, I am very curious about you. To be honest, your football skills make me quite interesting, so I want to have a good chat with them."

"Let's talk? Tennis?"

If Hata Souji remembers correctly, the last person who tried to negotiate with Tennis had already lost.

"You seem surprised."

Camus' eyes are like calm lake water, gentle and mysterious.

"Don't find it difficult to accept. After all, before the revolution succeeds, not being understood seems to be the right norm."

Then, under Souji Hatada's strange eyes, Camus turned his head towards the racket in his arms and said affectionately: "But you will always be with me, my love~~~"

Why do you look so greasy at such a young age?

Souji Hata forced a smile on his lips, and Camus caught a glimpse of this smile.

"My dear, it seems that our love is still too advanced and cannot be understood by ordinary people. But fortunately, we still have each other."

After being glanced at and saying these words, Hata Souji had every reason to suspect that he was an ordinary person as Camus said.

You yourself know that you are too ahead of your time, so don’t blame others without permission!

Wei Wei felt a little unhappy, and Souji Hatada suddenly thought of an idea.

"Ahem, you two really love each other."

Camus glanced at Bantian Souji blankly.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, but there's a slight problem."

"What?"

"Are you going to sleep together or in separate rooms at night?"

"sleep together."

"Then may I ask, what role does your spare racket play between you and your lover?"

"...We all understand each other."

"So, if your racquet string is broken, does it count as disfigurement for your lover? Does changing the string count as plastic surgery?"

"...No matter what she becomes, I still love her deeply."

"So which lover is this? After playing tennis for such a long time, you must have had several lovers. Which one impressed you the most?"

"this......"

Camus's face became more and more frozen.

"Can you tell me about the good memories you have with the previous ones? I believe they all left good memories in your memory."

"Of course... of course, but I don't want to say it."

Hatada Souji seemed not to notice Camus' increasingly stiff expression, and said carelessly.

"Ah, I understand. So, are they still well preserved? Senior is really a nostalgic person."

"Peng!"

In one sentence, Camus's heart was shaken, and his whole person's aura became flustered and heavy to a degree visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, the Neon Team players off the court felt amused.

Fuji Shusuke smiled softly and showed his original expression, "I see, fighting fire with fire?"

Inui Sadaharu: "I'm afraid the only thing that can defeat love is love."

Atobe Keigo looked at Hata Souji with amusement, "That boy seems to know a lot."

Hatada Souji looked at the flustered Camus with a smile, and said proudly, Hehe, you are trying to drag me into love, and I am laughing at you because you don't understand love at all.

But fortunately Camus is not a neon man, otherwise it would be solved by saying: They are all my wings.

"Last question, if your mother and the racket fall into the water, who will you save?"

...

...

...

"Peng!"

As if his computer was down, Camus's eyes were straight, his face was tangled and confused, and his speech was incoherent.

"Save...save..."

"Okay, let's leave this problem until you get home and tell your lover. She won't make it difficult for you, right?"

It’s killing people and punishing the heart! It’s simply killing people and punishing the heart!

Seeing Souji Hatada messing up the French team's Camus with just a few words, everyone in the Neon team couldn't help but smile.

It seemed like we had a big advantage from the start.

"The game starts, and the French team Camus will serve first!"

Camus is worthy of being Camus. After experiencing the brief panic just now, he gradually calmed down after Souji Hatada left.

Well, although in retrospect I still feel a little bit uneasy.

"Don't worry, my dear, I will use a cruel defeat to punish this evil person who provoked our feelings."

Camus first looked at his racket affectionately, and then looked affectionately at the tennis ball in his hand.

"You will help me, right."

Of course, in the eyes of Souji Hatada, this scene is no different from a large-scale cheating scene, but now he does not intend to interfere with words. First, Camus's concentration has greatly improved when he entered the game, and his love for tennis has also reached a new level.

It is an incredible degree that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Now, he only has tennis in his eyes, and the words of others can no longer affect him.

The other one is...

"I love you!"

Camus whispered word by word like an oath, threw the tennis ball into the air, and hit it.

"Peng!"

A huge pink heart-shaped halo surrounded the tennis ball and flew towards Souji Hatada.

To be honest, Soji Hata was a little worried about Camus's aesthetics.

Seeing the huge love flying towards him, Souji Hatada looked serious. The clothes on his body moved freely without any wind, and his whole person was indescribably elegant and chic.

There is no woman in my heart, so I draw my sword to the God of Nature.
To be continued...