[Comprehensive] The whole world has a crush on male gods

"Yuan Shan... you are too rude!"

The dark green-haired boy stared at his little friend with some black lines. He looked at the excited and innocent Toyama Kintaro, stretched out his left hand and pinched his collar and pulled it back.

"Wow, monster, you are so annoying!" The red-haired boy pouted all of a sudden, "I am so happy chatting here, I am not allowed to ask a name."

The more Kintaro Toyama talked, the more angry he became, and he looked like a small animal with its hair blown up.

However, the movements of his hands completely exposed himself.

Toyama Kintaro is a junior high school student with a reputation for strange power. With a light struggle, he got rid of Echizen's restraints, and ran straight to Song Yiran, with childlike admiration in his eyes.

He was a little shorter than Song Yiran, and he stood on tiptoe cutely, trying to compare his height with Song Yiran.

"This stuff smells delicious - try it if you don't believe me!"

Kintaro Toyama handed out the paper bag in his hand, but he was a little disappointed when he saw that the black-haired boy was still smiling and didn't take it.

"Don't you want to eat... I finally got this reward." Toyama Kintaro's radiant eyes also dimmed suddenly, and then lit up again, "It doesn't matter if you don't eat, you can tell me yours." name?"

"Idiot, he is Song Qingran."

The dark green-haired boy rolled his eyes, "It's the Song Qingran you really want to defeat, and his real name is Song Yiran."

"Song Qingran...Song Yiran?" Toyama Kintaro was stunned.

"!!??"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" He clutched his red hair tightly, his expression faintly collapsed, "How could... how could he be Song Qingran!? Mingming Song Qingran should be someone who looks like a monkey, with wrists as thick as King Kong, a giant nearly three meters tall!?"

Song Yiran: ...

Echizen Ryoma: ...

His expression was still collapsing, and he kept wailing, "Damn it, that's what my first coach told me, Song Qingran can win the world tennis championship, how could it be someone who looks thinner than me... Where is such a good-looking person!?"

——I'm afraid you... have any misunderstanding about the title of World Tennis Champion, my child...

The more Song Yiran heard it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he had to pick up Kintaro Toyama's buried body, and lightly flicked the other party's forehead in front of the other party's dumbfounded eyes.

He used a little dark energy for this move, and the strength made the rough-skinned and thick-skinned Kintaro Toyama feel a bit of pain.

"Uh, it hurts..."

Kintaro Toyama rubbed his forehead, feeling the strength of the boy, and finally somewhat believed that the super good-looking person in front of him was the great devil in his heart.

#大魔王has a face that is more attractive than a princess. What should I do? Waiting online#

Pouted, Kintaro Toyama calmed down, and handed over the paper bag.

"I already know your name... If you don't accept it, it feels like I owe you something. Please, please accept it!"

"There's nothing wrong with this, it's just knowing the name, isn't it normal?" Song Yiran said a little funny.

"It's different...it's different!"

The red-haired boy insisted, with a very determined light in his eyes.

After staring at the other party's eyes for a while, Song Yiran reluctantly put on his coat, took out the racket from the ball bag, and smiled at Kintaro Toyama.

"Well, I'll accept your gift, and I'll help you win another one later. Don't refuse me then."

The red-haired boy was a little dumbfounded, and then he laughed foolishly, "Of course!"

Pressing hard on the top of his head with his hand, Echizen Ryoma felt a little uncomfortable, "Toyama, you are too rude to senior!"

"Monster, you still have the face to talk to me, you are the first to talk to me!"

…………

Song Yiran didn't care about the frolic of the two puppies behind him, he entered the training field, and as soon as he stepped into the field, the dozen or so automatic ball machines began to hit the ball sensitively, the electronic screen was counting, and there was a corresponding The higher the accuracy, the higher the reward.

"There are a lot of balls at once."

After a visual inspection, more than a dozen balls were hitting in different directions. Song Yiran turned on the zone all of a sudden, and his feet were extremely light, running back and forth towards different landing points.

Fortunately, there was a time lag between the servings of these dozens of machines. Even though it was very short, Song Yiran took advantage of this time and hit every ball back.

"Senior Song is so good! The balls... all hit back, even I missed one."

Kintaro Toyama sighed and clapped his hands excitedly.

Echizen Ryoma was staring at Song Yiran's footsteps and the sparkle in his eyes.

——Is this one of the realms of selflessness?Such a terrifying speed... But, I don't remember Wuwo having this move?

After passing the perfect score in the first round, the machines took a short break, and then they started to serve at the same time!

"That's right, the cancellation time is too late, I can't take it at all!"

Toyama Kintaro saw the familiar scene from the sidelines, and suddenly yelled.

Song Yiran was stunned for a moment. Due to the different landing angles, even if the serving time was exactly the same, there was an extremely small difference in the final landing time, which was almost negligible.

"hateful……"

Song Yiran's footsteps rubbed against the ground fiercely, making a "stab—" sound, and after receiving five consecutive balls, it was too late to catch other balls.

The numbers on the screen jumped, and finally, the second chance began.

The second time, it was still the same serving time, and Song Yiran stopped.

"Senior Song—Come on!"

Toyama Kintaro shouted from the sidelines.

——The juniors are watching over there...don't be ashamed.

Song Yiran raised his eyebrows, and those balls landed on all angles again.

Toyama Kintaro watched nervously, but suddenly found that there were more than a dozen black-haired boys!

They were out there, swinging their racquets at the same time, hitting those balls back flawlessly!

"It's so beautiful...perfect clearance!"

Without thinking about the reason for those clones at all, Toyama Kintaro just clapped his hands excitedly, while Echizen Ryoma pondered.

After a few seconds, a slender and smooth hand stopped in front of the red-haired boy.

"—your barbecue, junior."