The days when the military division mixed Lihai

Sitting in the VIP seat of the Ice Emperor, Liu Lianer was lowering her head to take notes, suddenly raised her head, pushed her eyes from just now, looked at her feet with interest and nodded, then continued to move her hands indifferently. ballpoint pen.

——Kanxi Wolf Lord, you can see that I don’t work, and I am also very puzzled when your minister is familiar with me enough to warmly invite me to watch the battle.

He solemnly wrote down the three words "conspiracy", then closed his notebook and sat upright, looking seriously at Bingdi Zhengxuan who was practicing.

In fact, Liu, who witnessed the training of the Ice Emperor, was quite moved. The deepest point was that the war caused by a cake was not their Li Haida's patent.

Atobe suppressed the twitching corners of his eyes and directed his loyal servants to throw Kohitake and Akutagawa Jiro and the box of cakes they were fighting for out of the tennis court, and announced loudly that after 10 minutes of intermission, he was holding a pure white towel Sitting next to Liu: "Ah, Mr. Liu, what do you think of our gorgeous Ice Emperor Army?"

Liu really wanted to be lazy and just answer this question with the phrase "It's not easy to raise a child" that he would say to the dark-faced Emperor every time after participating in his own ministry, but in order to take care of the young master's face, he just replied euphemistically. : "The main selection of Ice Emperor is very cute."

Atobe was startled, and after understanding what he meant, he coughed in embarrassment and asked, "How is your minister's condition?"

Liu was silent for a while, then turned his pen around unnaturally, and said after deliberation: "The doctor said that the recovery is still going well."

Atobe obviously didn't know Yukimura's decision to carry out conservative treatment, and didn't take Liu's evasive words seriously. He turned his head and said: "My uncle suggested that he transfer to another hospital as soon as possible. In any case, Tokyo Daiichi Hospital is better in terms of medical conditions." .”

Liu thanked him with a smile, and unconsciously grasped the white trousers on his body, and sighed in his heart: It seems that we have to hurry up and make Genichiro and I form a united front before coming back to Jingshi.

Liu thought for a while, then handed over the Data in his hand, and suggested softly: "Mr. Atobe, there is no harm in doing more physical exercises."

"You mean Yue Ren." Keigo Atobe took it, and after a cursory look, his silver-gray eyes flickered, he threw the towel on the seat, and looked at the group of Zhengxuan not far away. Said: "There are many shortcomings. Instead of telling them this, it is better to let them understand it in actual combat."

Liu Wusheng nodded in agreement, avoiding this sensitive topic: "Then Atobe-san, you called me this time to invite me to watch, you didn't want to see if I agree with you, did you?"

Atobe let out an "ah" in surprise, looked at him sideways as if thinking about it for a while, then turned around with a face of sudden realization and snapped his fingers beautifully at Hua.

"Thank you." Liu got up and took the invitation card from Sui Se, and after opening it, he was silent for a long while, and finally understood the deep meaning of Atobe's series of silly actions just now.

Atobu looked at the quartz clock hanging on the wall nonchalantly, clapped his hands to signal the chattering members over there to start practicing, and then explained to Junshi Liu, who had a slight twitch in the corner of his eyes: "Our director forced it on me, so Be sure to ask Liu Jun to pass it to Principal Lihai."

"Didn't those two dislike each other?" Liu Lian Er put away the invitation, and silently made the decision in her heart to plant the blame and blame her on her own emperor after returning home.

Atobe looked at him calmly for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "How about playing a game?"

Liu Po ​​glanced at him in surprise, smiled and shook his head and refused: "No, Atobu-kun, I don't dare to learn from your smash."

Liu unhurriedly found a reason for himself to be lazy: "I haven't participated in department work for a long time since I was hospitalized before. If my wrist is injured again, Genichiro's slap will definitely not show mercy."——As for hitting you, I still slap you Me, it depends on the mood of the old man at that time...

Atobe raised one eyebrow, seeing that he really didn't mean to, so he could only say: "Then another day." After he finished speaking, he looked at Liu who was nodding with a smile, and hummed half-truthfully, "How could that wood of Sanada hit you. "

The smile on the corners of Liu Wenyan's lips slowly widened, he opened his eyes to look at Yushi Ninzu who had been turning his head this way, and joked, "Why not, my relationship with him is not like you and Ninzu-kun."

Atobe was stunned for a while, then clenched his right hand into a fist in embarrassment, put it in front of his mouth, and coughed shortly, before replying after a long time: "I will trouble you about the invitation."

Liu Qing knew that he was changing the subject, so she didn't criticize him, so Quan Dang responded softly without noticing it.

Atobe couldn't say anything for a moment, got up from his seat, hung the towel in his hand on the chair and signaled: "I'm going to practice first."

Liu bowed his neck politely, touched the vibrating cell phone in his pocket, took it out, frowned at the completely unfamiliar number, and pressed the answer button.

Ninjazu touched the contact part with the racket lightly. The latter was giving orders to find Akutagawa who didn't know where to go to sleep. Feeling the touch of the racket, he stopped and turned to look at him inquiringly.

With a trademark smile on his face, Ren Zu lazily raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the rest area, without saying a word.

Atobe looked over, and it turned out that Liu had already picked up the tennis bag and walked over, and the arc of the thin lips had disappeared.

Liu Lian'er bowed slightly to thank, and said indifferently: "I will deliver the invitation, but whether the principal will accept it is beyond my control."

Atobe returned the salute, and he continued: "It's getting late, I'll take my leave first, I'm sorry for bothering you for so long."

Atobe Keigo looked at his tall and slender back gradually walking away, touched the tear mole at the corner of his eyes and said: "It seems that something happened."

With a smile, he put his arms on his shoulders and said with his chin: "Xiao Jing, when you came over just now, I seemed to see Liu Jun answering the phone, maybe it was from the Emperor Iron Face."

Atobe squinted at him slightly angrily, pushed his elbow angrily, and walked to stand a few meters away from him without saying a word.

Shinobu shrugged without hesitation, pushed back the glasses that had slipped off, picked up the racket and smiled, "Let's play a game."

"It's too much, it's too much, why is that woman so arrogant?" Kirihara Chiya squatted on the car seat and threw the tennis bag aside.

Liu Lian'er, who was sitting in front of him, turned her head slightly and reminded softly, "You were the one who got into trouble and wanted to escape first, and it's your own fault to be caught and call your parents."

Kirihara thought for a while, stood up from his seat, leaned on the edge of the chair and sat down on the seat next to Liu, and said: "Senior Liu, I just want to play a game with Tezuka Kunimitsu, who would have thought You messed up Qingxue..." He took Liu's hand and his voice became weaker and weaker.

Liu smiled lightly and pulled his hand back, rubbed Kirihara's messy short hair and agreed: "I won't tell Genichiro about this, Chiya, don't worry, don't pretend to be pitiful."

Kirihara breathed a sigh of relief, took Liu's tennis bag that was leaning on the car wall and put it next to his tennis bag in the back seat, and after sitting back, he was still a little annoyed when he remembered all the things that happened this morning: "That woman is It's so disgusting, what a big deal, I still called you, Senior Liu."

Liu smiled and didn't answer the words, but he thought to himself that this is actually a good thing, according to your senior Liu's data, the chance of you passing a stop on the way back is as high as 73%.

Seeing him like this, Qieyuan was quiet for a while and then said: "Senior Liu, who is that woman? Why did Qingxue choose a girl to be the manager?"

Liu patted him on the head again, took out his notebook, flipped through a few pages, and read the text softly: "Qingxue's new manager after the start of this semester is called Hayakawa Jing."

He paused when he read this, and couldn't help thinking of his own emperor's cousin Shizu Ito with the same name, who was in a daze when he heard Kirihara urging him to continue reading.

Liu calmed down, threw out the wailing memories in his mind, and continued: "13 years old, 159 cm tall, unknown weight, about 50 kg by visual inspection, seems to be a relative of coach Ryuzaki."

"Hi," Kirihara pursed his lips and snorted disdainfully, "It turned out to be a back door for ties."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help repeating the same sentence for the third time: "It's really annoying, to actually ask Lihai University if we want to learn from their Qingxue training methods!"

"Why are you so arrogant?" Liu closed the notebook and put it back in his pocket: "Li Haida didn't become the king by copying other people's training methods." But in all fairness, doing that training method is really good.

Looking at the scene outside the car window, he reminded: "It's the late first-year election, he seems quite interesting."

Kirihara snorted softly, looked straight at Liu with blue eyes, and provocatively on the brows: "He is not the only one who has been selected as the first grader."

Liu Quandang didn't hear the voice of his words, and echoed casually: "That's not true, but Chiye lost quite badly when you were in the first grade."

Sure enough, the second-year ace player jumped up and shouted: "You three hit me one in a row!"

Liu pushed the man back to his seat, rubbed his hair and said, "Who made you stupid enough to challenge three at a time."

Qieyuan, who was brought up with an embarrassing matter, knocked his hand off, quickly turned back to the back seat and straightened his head with a blushing handsome face: "Senior Liu, stop talking!"

Liu Zheng smiled and watched him silently, and heard the loudspeaker, "The next stop is Shimu Junior High School Station, Shimu Junior High School Station! Is there any passenger who wants to get off?"

Liu Antan sighed, what a pity, it's rare to see this kid jumping.He stood up and took the tennis bag handed over by Kirihara and carried it on his shoulder.

"Senior Liu," Qieyuan pinched his shoulder strap and watched him walk towards the car door, with a strange brilliance in his eyes, he said every word: "I will definitely defeat you!"

When he finished speaking, Liu Lian Er had already got out of the car, smiling and looking at him through the car window when he heard this.

Kirihara stared at his slightly trembling eyelashes with a serious and firm face.

Then his Senior Liu took out a handkerchief from his pocket.

At that time, Kirihara thought that Li Haijun was amazing. He had taken out a notebook and a ballpoint pen in his pocket, and now he can still take out a handkerchief.

The miraculous Li Haijun held a clean white handkerchief and waved it at him, his thin lips slightly parted and raised a beautiful arc: "Go, Chi Ye."

Liu didn't turn and leave contentedly until he saw the familiar "stop, stop, I'm getting off" train disappearing from sight.