On the eve of the Australian Open final, Julian Voss was just one step away from becoming the youngest Grand Slam player.
However, once the eyes are closed and then opened again——
He became Mio Kamiya who had just learned to crawl in Kanagawa.
Kamiya Mioto: "???"
This is the best time for him, and the worst time for his old enemy!
When I first stepped into a tennis club at the age of four,
Mioto saw the very familiar kite purple hair color.
At that time, Yukimura was the "Son of God" whose tennis was as elegant and elegant as a textbook.
Julian, on the other hand, is an "octopus" with twisted movements and weird postures.
As two extremes of beauty and ugliness, they always meet unexpectedly in the finals.
Seeing tears gathering in mini Yukimura's eyes,
Mioto picked up the little genius's phone and watch and took a photo.
Mioto Kamiya: "What could be more enjoyable than recording the dark history of an old enemy?"
But why has he become the number one fan of his old enemy after being recorded for a long time? ? ? ? ?
Intention: Hot blood will never be extinguished
