Favorability system of color control

When he took the stage to give a speech, he could see that Qingxianji Ryo had fallen asleep at a glance. Atobe suppressed a little helpless emotion and devoted himself to his speech. Finally, he snapped his fingers and declared to everyone: "I am the king."

It elicited a scream that almost shattered the glass.

Shinobu Yushi looked seriously at the radiant Atobe Keigo on the stage, even he seemed to be aroused by the doomed king at that moment.

"Fortunately, I didn't miss this sentence." Qingxian Siliang yawned again, then wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and raised his eyebrows at the ninja boy who turned to look at him, "Did you get moved by Xiaojing's words?"

"The king sees the king, dead chess." Yushi Ninzu touched his chin, "It's really unexpected that you have such a good relationship with him."

"Because I'm not the king, my family's king is still approving documents honestly in the United States." Qingxian Siliang leaned back lazily on the chair, "Xiaojing will definitely join the student union and tennis club, what are your plans?"

Ninja Yuuji just looked at him with a smile.

"Laughing like a fox." Qingxian Siliang commented rather disgustingly, just as Ninzu Yushi was about to protest his tone, his eyes suddenly softened, and his gentleness was unbelievable.

——It wasn't until two years later that the two had become very good friends that Renzu finally admitted that he was curious about what story Qingxian Siliang had in his heart, and wanted to get that kind of gentle gaze, so he finally made up his mind to have a relationship with Qingxian Siliang become friends.

Qingxian Siliang sat by the window of the dessert shop: "I didn't expect you to come back from the United States. I thought I could see you only when my brother called me during the holidays."

"Brother Jian really told me to tell you that you are going to America to accompany him this holiday." After the young man with dark green hair finished his message, he lowered his head and concentrated on eating his own dessert, and finally added a complaint, "He That's what the holidays say."

Qingxian Siliang changed the subject: "I heard you are going to Qingxue?"

Echizen Ryoma nodded: "The old man asked me to go. I want to go to school with Xiaoliang."

He was too lazy to worry about the child's refusal to call him brother, so he comforted him: "I have a good relationship with the tennis minister of Qingxue, I will ask him to take care of you, and I will try my best to visit you - you can eat at my place on weekends Cake, but with the same moderation as burgers.”

The boy's response to the last sentence was to look up at the wall clock in the store: "Ah, it's time to go."

The reason why he called Xiaoliang today was because there happened to be a match, so Xiaoliang could go home with him for dinner after watching his match.Well, going to Xiaoliang's house for dinner is the same.

I have always come and gone by family car or picked up by a bamboo horse. In the past two years, I have been out more. Ninzu Yushi, who will arrange everything, has no objection to the itinerary. He has a bad sense of direction, so he knows the way and when to leave This kind of thing has no right to speak.

As soon as I thought of Ninzu Yushi, the other party called, with a bit of frustration in Kansai accent: "Xiaoliang, Mingming Jibu said that he didn't ask you out today, why are you still not at home? I found a new cafe, the proprietress White and beautiful."

That's right, one of the reasons for the rapid improvement of the relationship between these two people is that they both have the attribute of face control.

"Ah, because I made an appointment with Ryoma to go to his game before. Take me there next time." But... "Xiao Jing asked me to go to the concert at night, he didn't tell you that I don't have time during the day at home?"

Ninjutsu Yushi over there pushed his glasses: "Not at all."

Echizen Ryoma, who was walking ahead looking at the road map, grabbed his coat: "Do you have an appointment tonight?"

Qingxian Temple gave him a gesture, and then hung up Yushi Ninzu: "Well, Xiaojing said that he would pick me up at 07:30 to attend a piano concert."

That means we can have dinner together.The unsatisfied young boy curled his lips and directly pulled him onto the tram, and found a random seat to sit down.

Then Echizen Ryoma lowered his hat and leaned his head on his shoulder very skillfully, feeling the strength of Kiyokanji Ryo's chin gently resting on the top of his head, and fell asleep in peace.

Two teenagers, one big and one small, hugged each other for a nap, and the people who got on the bus later consciously or unconsciously lowered their voices.

but--

"Idiots! Don't you even know what grip you use? If you want topspin, you need to use a Western grip, like this..."

This sentence was followed by the wind caused by the swing of the racket, Kiyokanji Ryo squeezed the tennis racket that almost touched his forehead, but before he could speak, Echizen Ryoma pulled the hatred first: "It's so noisy. "

It is true that the three boys in high school uniforms kept talking as soon as they got in the car. Qingxianji Ryo closed his eyes and didn't want to answer. This sentence was too loud and the act of swinging the racket in the car was too dangerous.

The little girl with twin twists sitting opposite had turned pale with fright.

Qingxian Siliang thought for a while, took out a piece of chocolate from his bag and threw it to the girl: "Don't be afraid."

The girl caught it in a hurry and thanked him softly.

Well, what a shy little girl.

Echizen Ryoma, who was sitting next to him and pointed out that the high school student who just spoke was not holding his racket correctly, picked up his tennis bag: "Xiao Liang, let's go."

After walking with Echizen Ryoma for five or six minutes, Kiyokenji Ryo, who had a bad sense of direction but had a good memory, had to stop the young boy who was still trying to find his way: "We passed this place before. "

Echizen Ryoma nodded to indicate that he knew: "Wait for me a moment." He did come back soon, "Ask for the way, and it is said that the exit is to the south."

However, after the two of them walked out of the South Exit and searched for a while, they still did not see the so-called Kakigizaka Tennis Court. As the game time approached, Echizen Ryoma finally asked another passer-by, but was told that they should actually go to the North Exit .

Echizen Ryoma, who missed the game, was in a bad mood: "Xiaoliang, come home with me for dinner tonight."

Qingxian Temple shook his phone at him coldly: "Just now Zhou Zhu said that no one will be at his house tonight, and he asked me to eat sushi together, and I have already agreed."

The little boy, who was in a worse mood, lay on his back on the grass: "Then you go back first, I will go home after a while."

"...Ryoma, are you alright?" He stretched out his hand to rub the boy's hair, "Well, anyway, Ryoma, you will definitely win this game, and next time you meet Ryoma, you may not win a game, I will go and cheer for you gone."

"It's a deal." Echizen Ryoma sat up straight and stretched out his little finger, "Pull the hook. Then you will come out to play tennis with me every weekend."

After Qingxianji Ryo hooked up with the young boy and promised to bring grilled fish to cheer him up next time, Fujisuke called: "Is the route so complicated that you can't explain it clearly with text messages?"

Fuji Zhouzhu's chuckle came from the phone: "Let me pick you up."

"...I really just rarely need to take the tram." Not at all.

"I'll wait for you at the gate of the Kakigizaka Tennis Court."

"Hello! Zhou Zhu? You mean you've arrived at the Kakigizaka Tennis Court?" He remembered that he didn't tell the other party where he was watching the match.

"After all, there is only one place where there will be a match today."

Sure enough, it is not easy to be called a genius, no matter if it is from Bingdi or Qingxue.

Qingxian Siliang clenched the phone: "Ryoma, I'm leaving first. You go home early at night, call or text me when you get home—"

"I see." Echizen Ryoma assured him, raising a hand.

It has to be said that when Fuji Shusuke wants to play a prank, it looks pretty harmless.But Qingxian Siliang, who had known him for a long time, just became more vigilant.

Qingxian Temple poured a cup of herbal tea, carefully fiddled with the sushi in front of him with a wooden stick: "...Zhou Zhu, are you sure you won't put wasabi on my sushi 'again' tonight?"

Fuji Zhouzhu looked back at him innocently: "It's delicious."

Being able to successfully tease Xiaoliang is really a very fulfilling thing, but he still knows enough is enough.

So I took out the camera that Xiaoliang gave me last year from my bag and handed it over, "Look at the photos I took recently?"

"Eh? Was this picture taken at my house? I never thought that there is such a place in my house..." Well, Zhou Zhu is indeed a good boy with a delicate and soft heart. If he can only tease people other than him It's even better.

When Keigo Atobe called, he was euphemistically raising the matter to the smiling Fuji Shusuke.

"Xiao Jing, isn't it only 06:30? I promise I will be there on time at 07:30." He handed the camera back to Fuji Shusuke, looking at the time in confusion.

After taking a shower, Mr. Atobe, who was standing by the window with a glass of non-alcoholic champagne, glanced at the familiar car parked outside his villa: "Here you go."

"Hmm, Yushi? Did you invite him tonight?" Seeing Fujisuke stretching his paws towards the few pieces of sushi he had left, he hurriedly moved the plate towards him, Fujisuke made a regretful look, and he spoke Unconsciously, with a smile, "If I knew it earlier, I would have invited Chotaro and the others out."

"Who are you with?" Keigo Atobe, who was keen, noticed something, "Don't be distracted when talking to me!"

"Hi, hi. But arranging a date for three people is not like what you would do, Xiao Jing, well, I'll be there soon, see you later." Before going to the appointment, Zhou Zhu must be sent back.

In fact, he wanted to say that Keigo Atobe, who had already prepared clothes for him, stared at the hung up phone for a while, then sent a text message, and then brushed his hair, ready to suppress the uninvited and destroy him and the bamboo horse The duo's own genius for dating.

Accompanying Fuji Zhousuke, he walked back slowly, and halfway through, Fuji Zhouzhu slammed his right fist on the palm of his left hand and made a dazed look: "Hey, Xiao Liang, my sister said before that she wanted to ask you to take me in tonight."

... So he was being teased again, right?

Qingxian Siliang felt a little helpless and rushed forward to ruffle the boy's soft chestnut hair: "If I'm late, Xiaojing will be very angry."

"Then transfer to Qingxue." Fuji boy suggested with a smile, "The atmosphere is much better than Bingdi."

Qingxian Temple shrugged coldly: "Xiaojing will definitely throw me back to Bingdi with a handbag."