Su Shuang's world is collapsing [Comprehensive]

But it’s not a holiday now, skipping class and going to fight in Osaka is a bit out of character; even if Xinya girl is now a paranoid + snake spirit, it’s inevitable to arrange such an event suddenly Too sad.

So Liu Quan decided—continue to place the play, and wait for a good time to come.

What's more, besides the friendship line of Master Atobe, she can't see any dawn. Recently, Master Atobe's official CP (heavy fog!) Tezuka Kunimitsu's friendship line has been added-and this line is even better than Atobe. The uncle's one is even worse.

Not only did they not have any old acquaintances, nor did they meet by chance—Tezuka’s geographical location was set in Germany for a long time to develop his career!

Moreover, Tezuka's mouthless attribute setting really made Liu Quan, who likes to write dialogues, drunk. Correct; the difficulty of gaining favorability is simply beyond the horizon.

But Tezuka's friendship line seems to have to be brushed, so Liu Quan is very troubled.

Speaking of the system bacteria, or the master author of this work, it’s really worthy of her to be able to make such a setting in this situation—as soon as they met, they directly hung out a full two weeks for her All kinds of "encounters", and finally directly resorted to the big move of "injury retreat" to prolong Tezuka's stay in the country, for her to use various intimate, well-behaved and understanding styles to brush up feelings while he is sick-even so Under the rare conditions, she didn't seem to have made much progress. It has to be said that she has fallen into the prestige of the first-time player who has broken through the hardships and passed the test before being selected!

Liu Quan walked into the tennis court with a heavy heart, and didn't even look around habitually as usual.

This habit of forgetting because of a heavy heart was rewarded in the next moment——

"Good day, Mr. Liuquan."

Said a calm and magnetic voice.

Liu Quan almost jumped up for a moment.

The owner of the voice seemed a little surprised by this overreaction.His steady voice sounded again.

"what happened?"

...Well, this kind of voice is so stable and reliable, it makes people feel a mysterious (?) emotion immediately after listening to it.

Liu Quan patted his heart, then turned his head away, showing a standard one-toothed smile.

"Good day, Tezuka-kun."

Obviously Tezuka has seen the image of her wandering into the tennis court before, but unlike Mr. Atobe, who has a "responsible cock-woman attribute", he has a "responsible non-mouth attribute" ——From a certain pink to deep natural black sense, changing the word "mouthless attribute" to "boring attribute" should also be a bit subtle—so he didn't ask any questions about whether she has Rather than a question of concern or obsession, it raises a tennis-related question instead.

"You didn't come yesterday." His tone was just stating a fact, but it made her feel subtly weighed by criticism—this is probably the legendary "leader's aura".

Liu Quan froze for a moment, thought for a while, and felt that all the experiences yesterday were terrible and bloody, and almost all of them belonged to the category that he could not tell others. Only later in the afternoon, he was dragged away by Renzu and went to see a doctor for physical therapy It is still a safe and harmless topic; so in the end, he could only spread his hands and give a wry smile.

"I practiced too hard in the past month... I had to go to the doctor for a little treatment yesterday."

Tezuka was taken aback, remembering that since she was no longer a tennis player and did not participate in the tennis club, it was unlikely that she would have the means and equipment to assist her recovery after training.Such long-term accumulated fatigue and damage to the body will explode one day, and according to what she said, yesterday was undoubtedly that day.

Speaking of injury, although it is not a pleasant topic, it is more or less an important proposition that can affect their efforts, so he hesitated for a while, and said: "... If you think it is necessary, I can introduce you Go see a doctor who's really good at this."

The smile on Liu Quan's face froze for a moment, then he nodded with a smile again and said, "Okay, okay! This proposal is really great... If this is the case, I will accept your kindness without hesitation, thank you, my hands Tsuka-kun."

...I always feel that today's style of painting is a bit out of harmony, is it his illusion?

Such thoughts flashed through Tezuka's mind for a moment.He didn't say it, but simply reported the doctor's name, address and contact information, and watched her type quickly on the phone with her fingers to input and save the information one by one.

The line that follows her could easily sink any sympathetic soul.

"Speaking of which, I don't have a doctor in my address book..." She seemed to be trying to look relaxed in order to get rid of this terrible topic related to "doctor" and "injury".

"I must have deleted all the names of those doctors when I was in the second grade. ...Ah, actually, I should keep a few people, so that now when I exercise too much and feel that something is wrong with my body, I know I should ask. Who is it?" She put away her phone and gave him a grateful smile.

Tezuka didn't know what to do next.

He originally had this kind of non-verbal setting, plus he was a bit hard on girls, and Liu Quan's attitude of "talking about the cruel facts that ruin lives in a light-hearted and joking tone" actually treats anyone For anyone who remembers her brilliant talent and has compassion and kindness for its passing, it's MAX effect; so it makes him feel a little bit worse.

However, he thought about it carefully, and finally replied simply: "Dr. Naoki is an expert in this field, you can ask him any questions you have in the future."

She seemed a little surprised, she tilted her head slightly to look at him for a few seconds, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Tezuka-kun probably didn't intend to say that you would go out to say hello to this Dr. Naoki, and ask him to take care of me, a paranoid, in the future, right?" She said with a smile, "However, if you think about it, you will understand ——In the final analysis, how could Dr. Naoki remember who I am? Without Tezuka-kun’s recommendation, I wouldn’t have received such good treatment, right?… So, I really want to thank you for that.”

The hidden intention was suddenly exposed so bluntly, Tezuka felt a bit embarrassed and uncomfortable for a while.He groaned and turned his face away.

"...It's nothing." He replied with a bit of a firm tone.

Liu Quan maintained a smile on his face, looked at his stiff expression, and for some reason suddenly remembered a post he had read, which asked to describe "Everyone, tell me which minister you admire the most, about the other party What is the one thing that impresses you the most?"

The author must be an admirer of the head of the tennis department and also a student of Seigaku, because the incident described in the reply about Tezuka should be the scene that Seigaku's students have the most opportunity to see.

"I remember one time during the club work, Tezuka-kun asked Kaidou-kun to run around the playground ten extra laps for some reason. Just when Kaidou-kun was so exhausted and out of breath after running countless laps, Tezuka-kun suddenly appeared , when Haitang-kun is not paying attention, silently put down a bottle of water on the sidelines where Haitang-kun will definitely pass by... This kind of silent but firm encouragement and care behind him at critical moments is the greatest encouragement to the younger generations."That reply said so.

The silent but firm encouragement and care behind you... huh?

Liu Quan's eyes flickered lightly, and he suddenly felt that his previous fake smile, which was to cover up the bad facts he had faced and the desperate predicament that he had to face since entering the game, was slowly injected into his face. Some real ingredients.

You are really a reliable minister, Tezuka-kun.

Liu Quan blinked his eyes, and suddenly felt a desire to respond to a whimsical line.