Male god collapses daily

The four eyes are facing each other, and above the head, there are beautiful fireworks that explode like blooming flowers.

The beauty of fireworks lies in the extreme splendor of that moment, which is eternal.

Yukimura raised his eyebrows, and then smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up. It was a beautiful smile, especially under the embellishment of fireworks all over the sky, "Okay, I agree."

Feng He hadn't caught up with his Patriarch's train of thought for a moment, "What?"

Yukimura's smile didn't change, his blushing color was like the surface of a lake with slight ripples, "Didn't you say that we will watch the fireworks together next year? I agree."

Feng He just wanted to support his forehead, "...Xingcun." What would happen to a master who occasionally had a particularly wicked taste? Apart from helplessness, it seemed that there was nothing but helplessness.

Of course, he didn't think about it. The root cause is that he indulged himself.

Yukimura seemed to find the helplessness in Feng He's eyes very interesting, and the next moment he laughed softly, "Do you want me to refuse?"

He asked very gently, as if without the slightest threat.

However, the strong desire to survive made Feng He shake his head almost without thinking, "No."

Fenghe's quick response made Yukimura smile even bigger, Fenghe is really cute sometimes.

The two talked for a long time, and Fuji, who was sitting next to Yukimura, also turned around, "What did you say so happily?" You didn't even watch such beautiful fireworks.

Yukimura turned his head, and his voice was uniquely gentle to his friends, "The wind said that we will watch the fireworks together in the coming year, and I agree."

Feng He doesn't want to say anything anymore, as expected, your master is your master, and you can always take all kinds of incredible things for granted.

"Eh?" Nodding his chin, he thought to himself, "Have you guys made an appointment to watch the fireworks together next year? It's really sad that you didn't call me."

He said and sighed pretendingly, as if he was really sad.

Feng He couldn't help but glanced at Bu Er, well, he should add that his friend is indeed his friend, and he can answer the conversation so smoothly.

Yukimura smiled, "Then you have to ask that guy." As Yukimura said, he motioned to look in the direction of Fenghe, he had no intention of letting someone stay out of the matter.

So Buer turned his head, and when he opened his eyes, the icy blue eyes were especially beautiful, even better than the sparks in the sky, "Wind?"

Fenghe has calmed down at this moment, breaking the pot and smashing it is nothing more than that, it is just a firework festival, "In the coming year, let's watch the fireworks together."

...Why does it always feel weird, this is obviously a trick for Gu Chizhi to chase after his girlfriend.

Why does it feel like he used it to date someone himself, and even dated two?

An illusion, it must be an illusion!

Bu Er immediately laughed out loud when he heard the words. The chestnut-haired boy smiled with eyebrows and eyes curved, and looked very gentle at the moment when the fireworks bloomed, "Hehe, good."

After all, it was not over yet, and Fuji turned to look at Yukimura again, "I also agreed." After a pause, "It's rare that Feng invites you so sincerely."

Yukimura nodded, and his voice was very gentle, "Yes."

Feng He glanced at the two big demon kings who almost smiled at each other, couldn't help but rolled his eyes in his heart, "When will you invite me too?"

He has been blackened so calmly now, as long as the expression on his face remains as still as a mountain, nothing can make him feel terrible.

"Invitation?" Fuji seemed to think about it seriously, "How about going to eat wasabi sushi together?"

Yukimura immediately smiled face-to-face, and the corners of Feng He's mouth almost twitched, "Thank you, but there's no need."

It's not that he can't figure it out, why make trouble for himself.

"What a pity," Fuji sighed, "I also sincerely invite you."

Feng He felt that if he didn't break out in silence, he would perish in silence. He didn't want to perish for the time being, so, "If you invite me sincerely, there are a few things I really want to eat."

"What is it?" Not only was it true, even Yukimura looked over curiously, but it was rare to hear Feng say that he had something he wanted to eat.

Feng He secretly smiled in his heart, a bit of a bad smile, and he opened his mouth with a long list of names, "Vinegar cabbage, sweet and sour pork ribs, fish-flavored shredded pork, sauerkraut vermicelli soup..."

Because Fenghe didn't know how to say the names of these dishes in Japanese, so he spoke Chinese, and he spoke it very quickly.

Now, even the two big demon kings didn't understand it well.

"I don't know." The genius Budu also has things he doesn't know.

"I've never heard of it," Yukimura also shook his head, "There are too many things to eat in China."

"Go and eat if you have the chance." Feng He felt that this was his sincere invitation.

He doesn't know what is going on with Yukimura, if nothing else, he can feel his full sincerity with just one sip.

"What kind of food are you talking about?" This is Marui who was moved by the news. "Is it a Chinese dessert?" His eyes lit up when he said it. When he went to China before, he was very satisfied.

"Eat?" Jackal also turned his head when he heard this, "What's delicious?"

"Is there something delicious?" Even Kirihara heard it, he was the same aggressive type, "What's delicious?"

So in an instant, other people heard it. Under the strong temptation of eating, this group of people ignored the fireworks, and their thoughts diverged to the food in an instant.

Especially since they all know that Feng He is very good at cooking, it is inevitable that they would like to eat someone's cooking.

You know, they won the national competition last year, but the hot pot made by Feng is delicious even thinking about it now.

When Gu Chi finally took a picture and came back, the group of people didn't know where the discussion had gone.

"What are you talking about so happily?" Gu Chi patted Feng He's shoulder inexplicably.

Feng He turned her head, her eyes almost lit up when she saw Gu Chi, "Everyone, Gu Chi said that if he goes to China next time, he will treat us to Beijing Roast Duck."

A dead fellow is not a poor one, Feng He felt that if he didn't bring out another scapegoat, he would probably have to cook a full banquet (?).

Well, Man Han Quan Banquet is a bit exaggerated.

"Ah?" Gu Chi was stunned by Feng He's sudden words, did he say that?

No, no, he seems to have agreed, but he didn't expect that Xiao He had so many friends.

However, when other people heard this, many people's eyes lit up.

"Please invite us to eat Peking duck." Qieyuan looked at the person standing beside Fenghe, "You are not that weird."

"Thank you." Niwang also smiled lazily and patted Gu Chi's shoulder.

"I heard that Peking duck is delicious." Marui blew a bubble, "It doesn't seem to be cheap."

"Gu Jun is so enthusiastic," Yagyu pushed his glasses when he heard Marui's words, and bowed solemnly to thank him, "Thank you very much."

Gu Chi had never seen such a polite person, he hurriedly returned the greeting, "Well, you are too polite, there is no need to thank you like that."

Feng He turned his face slightly, and secretly smiled in his heart, he knew that the Japanese etiquette was very lethal to the Chinese people who met for the first time.

Anyone who is a little polite will immediately be driven to nod and bow and be at a loss.

Look, even Gu Chi has not escaped this curse.

So a group of teenagers, under the sky full of fireworks, talked and laughed, played and played, wantonly enjoying the summer fireworks and their most beautiful and youthful years.

"Time flies by so fast." When Gu Chi woke up early that morning, he began to sigh, "It feels like I've only been here for a while, and I'm going back to my country."

Feng He ate his breakfast calmly, ignoring Gu Xijing's frequent glances at him.

He always felt that Gu Chi's nagging over and over again had a purpose, and it was better not to answer the conversation.

However, even if Feng He didn't want to hear it, Gu Chi didn't intend to let him go, "Xiao He, I'm going back to China, won't you be reluctant to part with me?"

Feng He put down his chopsticks, and said very calmly, "Be careful when you return to China." There was no other way, after being brushed by Gu Chi for several days, it was hard for him not to be calm, not to mention that he always had such a calm face.

"I don't want to go back to China until tomorrow." Gu Chi glanced at him sadly, "I can wait until tomorrow to say this." Really, Xiao He won't miss him at all.

Feng He really wanted to ignore the other party's plaintive eyes, but after all, Gu Chi came here specifically for fun, and it was a trip after graduating from junior high school, so he finally asked, "Where else do you want to go?"

He has chosen to take Gu Chi around Kanagawa, and he has also been to Tokyo, but these are all itineraries he made. I don't know if there is any place Gu Chi wants to go.

"The places you took me to play are very good," Gu Chi first praised, and then changed his tone, "But, hey, I have something else to do."

"What's the matter?" Feng He raised his head to look at people, after these few days, he knew how much Gu Chi could make a fuss.

As expected of a young man, he is full of energy, and dramatists are the most vigorous of them all.

"Isn't your tennis club number one in Japan?" Gu Chi finally didn't beat around the bush this time, but said directly, "But I only played one game with Niwang-kun alone, and I feel very sorry." He said Nodding vigorously, "I'm very sorry."

Feng He suddenly realized that this was the matter. He remembered that Gu Chi had mentioned that he wanted to play a game with someone.

"This matter is easy to handle," Feng He certainly would not refuse such a request, "But we have a lot of people in the tennis club, who do you want to play against?"

Anyway, it was summer vacation time, and he reckoned that most people in the tennis club had time, and it was very convenient for everyone except Budu who should be in Tokyo.

But even if Gu Chi wants to fight Fuji once, it's not too far to go to Tokyo.

Gu Chi's eyes lit up immediately, and he looked more authentic and believable than when he was acting all kinds of drama, "If you want to fight, of course you must fight with the strongest person."

Although he really wanted everyone to play a game, but as Xiao He said, there are quite a lot of people in their tennis club, so this time they probably don't have that much time.

Then, of course, if you choose the strongest one to compete!

"Xingcun?" Feng He immediately understood Gu Chi's meaning, "Okay, let me ask."

Should he say that he really deserves to be selected into the Chinese U-17 team?

Those who can stand out in the fierce competition are all people who are indispensable for talent and hard work, and basically have an incomparable enthusiasm for tennis.

Even Gu Chi who usually looks like Gu Chi is no exception. When it comes to tennis, that is a different attitude.

"Xiao He, Xiao He, you are the best." Gu Chi rushed over and hung on Feng He's body.

"Don't be coquettish!" Feng He stretched out his hand and tore the person off, "Otherwise I won't ask you for you."

"Okay, okay." Gu Chi curled his lips and didn't dare to rush over again. It seems that this time, Feng He's threat was also effective.

Feng He shook his head, took out the phone, "Hello, Yukimura?"

On the other side, Gu Chi looked helplessly at Feng He who was on the phone, almost pitiful.

After a while, Feng He hung up the phone, "It's ok, Yukimura agreed, this afternoon, I will take you to the tennis club I usually go to."

"Oh yeah!" In an instant, Gu Chi cheered, "Xiao He, Xiao He, lend me your racket."

"Okay." Feng He nodded, "Do you want to get used to the racket?" Although the difference in racket is not too huge for them, since Gu Chi is going to compete with Yukimura, of course, he must be more cautious.

"Go, go, go now." Gu Chi immediately put other playful thoughts behind him, "You warm up with me first, I haven't moved for a few days, and I don't know if my movements are slow."

Seeing Gu Chi's excited appearance, Feng He was also a little infected by him, "Then go."

These few days he played with Gu Chi, although he didn't forget to jog and swing practice every day, but he didn't go to the court for a few days.Before Yukimura came, he had already played with Gu Chi.

"Xiao He, you are also very happy." Gu Chi put his hand on Feng He's neck, but fortunately, he did not strangle him to death this time, "Do you also feel itchy after not playing for a few days?"

"A little bit." Feng He admitted it quite happily.

"Hahahaha, I knew it," Gu Chi laughed out loud, "Then let's go, what are you waiting for." He punched Feng He's shoulder, "I want to see if you have improved in the past six months. "

Feng He paused, "Take it easy."

"Huh?" Gu Chi didn't explain, what should I do?

Fenghe nodded, "If you don't want to lose too badly in the afternoon, then don't fight too hard in the morning." Could he be an easy person to deal with? If Gu Chi and his match go all out, they will definitely lose against Kamiyukimura in the afternoon No doubt about it.

Gu Chi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again, "Hey, Xiao He, you are so kind." Sure enough, Xiao He would still be on his side?

"I don't want you to lose face to the motherland." Feng He replied flatly.After all, Gu Chi is from China, so if he can play well, he will be proud of it.

Gu Chi glared at him unhappily, "Can't you say something nice?"

"I'm telling the truth." Feng He felt that he was honest and honest.

"Hey." Xiao He really doesn't love him anymore, it's all caused by the little fairies outside, he wants to hit the sky.

The two of them spoke without saying a word, and Feng He took the people directly to the tennis club he often went to. After a simple warm-up, he took out his two rackets, "See which one is more suitable for you to use. .”

Gu Chi was not too polite, a well-used racket would definitely get twice the result with half the effort on the court, so he took two of Feng He's rackets and tried them one by one, and swung them around.

Feng He waited patiently until Gu Chi chose a racket, "Just this one, it should be about the same weight as the one I'm used to."

"Well," Feng He picked up the remaining piece, "Go and try?" Tennis is a game, of course it's more interesting to play it.

"Okay." Gu Chi twirled the racket in his hand, already impatient.

On the court of the Kanagawa Tennis Club, two teenagers stood across the net.

"Xingmura-kun, I'm sorry to bother you to come here." When Gu Chi wanted to please, he was still a polite and shy boy.

It’s just that Li Haida and his group have all seen him as a showman, especially Yukimura who was impressed by him in Australia before, so he didn’t say much, just smiled, very polite, “ Gu Jun is too polite."

People in the Lihai Tennis Club will not be afraid of any challenge, no matter where the challenger comes from.

Moreover, Feng also mentioned that this Gu Jun used to be his partner, let him see what kind of strength the other party has.

"Then, shall we start?" Gu Chi and Yukimura were not particularly familiar with each other, so after a few polite greetings, we could get to the point.

Of course Yukimura had no objection, Li Haida's son of God immediately restrained his expression, and his momentum immediately changed, "Let's start."

Outside the stadium, Feng He put his hands in his trouser pockets casually, looking a little relaxed, and he was also a little curious about how this game would develop.

Although Yukimura's strength has been greatly improved after the U-17 training, Gu Chi also came from the training camp. He was selected into the Chinese Expeditionary Force, and his strength is also strong. From his own fight with Gu Chi It can be seen in that game.

What's more, after such a long time, Feng He also watched the game between Gu Chi and Niwang before, and Gu Chi's attacking method is something that even he would like to admire.

So what will happen after meeting the Son of God?

In the very beginning of the match, due to lack of knowledge of the opponent's information, there were more or less tentative elements.

Yukimura's tennis can be said to be perfectly strong, but Gu Chi is not weak either. His tennis is just like what Feng He has seen before, with the coolness and sharpness of a swordsman.

Different from Sanada's powerful frontal attack, Gu Chi's tennis has the meticulous moves of traditional Chinese martial arts.

Although he can also maintain a completely offensive state, he is also not blindly offensive. He is very good at seizing opportunities and waiting for opportunities.

It will not panic because of attack, nor will it be easy to break because it is too sharp.

"It's no wonder you can break through Tezuka's field head-on." Outside the court, Feng He praised lightly, "But in the future, it may not be so simple."

It's time to start Yukimura's tennis.

The tennis minister of Lihai University, the origin of the title of "Son of God" lies in his unrivaled mental strength on the court.

The ubiquitous and powerful sense of envelopment, while giving you strong oppression, gradually deprives you of your five senses.

When people cannot see, hear, feel pain, or touch, they will naturally fall into mental breakdown.

The current Gu Chi just crashed into Yukimura's tennis ball.

Sight was the first thing to go, and suddenly, there was nothing to see.

At that moment, no matter how tough people are, they will inevitably be shocked.

Then, Gu Chi remembered what Feng He had mentioned before, that the strength of Yukimura's tennis was not only the perfect technique, but also the powerful spiritual pressure on the opponent.

So is he caught up in Yukimura's tennis world on the court?

After all, Gu Chi is also experienced in tennis and has received various high-intensity and rigorous training in the U-17 training camp in China, so after a moment of panic, he regained his composure.

Can't see, he can still hear and feel tennis balls.

But this kind of thinking didn't last long, and soon, even other feelings disappeared, and even the racket in his hand could no longer be felt.

The whole person is like falling into a heavy darkness.

Right on the court, the moment Gu Chi stopped moving and his eyes were blank, Feng He knew that at this moment he was completely deprived of his five senses.

Frowning slightly worried, Feng He wondered if it would be better to tell Gu Chi more about Yukimura's tennis before the match.

After all, it is not uncommon for him to see someone who has completely lost confidence in tennis because he was deprived of his five senses on the court.

But such thoughts only exist in Fenghe's mind for a moment.

The next moment, he shook his head in his heart, Yukimura's tennis was terrible, but he also saw that Gu Chi's tennis, if he wanted to go further, he was short of such a finishing touch.

If Gu Chi can overcome this obstacle in this step, then his tennis will definitely be able to climb to a higher place.

What's more, even if he can tell this game, what about Gu Chi's next game, and the next game?

They are all teenagers playing tennis, and Fenghe can more or less understand the opponent's thoughts. If he wants to stand on a higher ground, in fact, on this court, most of the time, he has to fight alone.

So now, he can only rely on Gu Chi himself.

Can you break free from the terrible situation where Yukimura wiped out the five senses and go to the next level?

Even though he was thinking this way, Feng He still involuntarily took half a step forward, staring at the court holding the racket, like a black-haired boy who couldn't move even half a step.

At that moment, he kept panting, and the expression on his face was blank mixed with fear.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to be only a moment.

As if he suddenly realized his situation, Gu Chi on the court suddenly moved.

Feng He raised his eyes suddenly, could it be that he has broken free from the state of extinguishing the five senses?

As soon as such thoughts arose, they were immediately suppressed by Feng He.

Gu Chi's movements were still chaotic, and his eyes didn't seem to have any focus, obviously he didn't break free from that state.

But even so, he didn't stop running and swinging on the court.Even if you fall down, get up again immediately and continue.

Keep trying and trying again without giving up hope.

Feng He raised his eyebrows, then slightly hooked the corners of his lips, that's right, this is just like the boy in his memory.

Only at this moment did he fully combine the somewhat thin impression of the young man in the memory given by the system with the present young man, giving life to him.

From then on, Gu Chi will no longer be the Gu Chi in memory, but a living, flesh and blood, real individual.

Those memories also became vivid from this moment.

Come on, young man Gu Chi, it's up to you to see where you can go!