[Net King + Patterns] Ugly Fish

The young man with the dark golden mushroom head faintly exuded the aura of [True King Ba Wushuang], and I almost couldn't pick up my chin. Everyone in the room fell silent, with different expressions, but they were more or less indifferent.

Thinking about it, even my own attention is focused on the intelligence gathering speed of Junior Brother Rijiruo, not to mention these handsome and rich teenagers.

Therefore, their next reaction is also reasonable.

"As expected of the intelligence leader——" Xiang Riyue was the one who exclaimed in a strange voice, leaned back slightly while speaking and stared at Hijiruo, and his public laughter was slightly teasing.

Rijiruo put the phone back in his pocket, a smile that was neither salty nor light, his eyelids rolled up, and his tone was also not good, "Thank you for the compliment——"

"Hmph!" Xiang Riyue turned his head with a grumpy face, sank into the sofa, looked at his companion, and narrowed his crystal blue eyes, "People from Yingde..."

"Yueren—" Ninzu Yushi suddenly interrupted those unfinished words, with an unclear expression on his face, "Just find out why the police came, and the rest has nothing to do with us."

Xiang Riyue's expression seemed to be dissatisfied, and there was an unconcealable ridicule floating in his eyes, the corner of his mouth curled up but he didn't say anything; Ninzu Yushi turned his head to look at Keigo, both of them had dark eyes, as if Thoughtful.

I huddled in the sofa, with a stiff face, not daring to breathe—see the situation, why didn’t the people in the tennis department notice that an outsider like me was still being pestered at the scene?

I don't have the slightest sense of existence at my age? !By the way... is it appropriate to get up and say goodbye now?

……

The group of people sitting in a group on the sofa became more and more relaxed. Maybe it was because the people present were too familiar with each other?The original posture of sitting upright has gradually become carefree, some are reclining on the sofa casually, some are stretching their arms and stretching their bodies, and some are mumbling next to their companions...

Seeing that the solemn atmosphere has changed drastically, there is a faint tendency to develop towards a more comfortable private conversation——The corners of my eyes can't help twitching, I opened my mouth and then closed it dejectedly.

No matter how ignorant I am, I know that speaking at a time like this is absolutely self-defeating, or should I wait to be found out... Uh~ let people 'please come out politely' along the way?

After making up my mind, I smoothed out the small creases accumulated at the corners of my eyes, sat with my chest hunched and my back lowered, and of course, I didn't forget to keep my gaze flat and stare straight at the girl who can make decisions here—the tennis club The leader, Keigo Atobe.

After a while, a group of people chirped and murmured even more unreasonably... Then, Xiang Riyue turned his head inadvertently, shifted his gaze to mine, and the smile in his eyes froze.

"Why are you here?!" He jumped up as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, his fingers were in the air, and he trembled slightly.

He howled so that everyone paused, and their eyes gathered at the same time, and then they all showed surprise.

'Fuck!Where did this thing come from! '——that's roughly what I read from those faces with different expressions.

So I looked around slowly and found Ryo Mingto in the crowd. I raised the corners of my mouth with difficulty, "I'm sorry...I was brought by the teacher with Mingto and the others."

Mingto Liang's eyes were full of astonishment, he was silent for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "You are still... ah."

'No, I'm not here, it's actually my remnant sitting there. '—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

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The two sides looked at each other, and someone beside them broke the silence.

"There should be nothing to do next, you can go back to class." Keigo Atobe's voice was lazy and elegant, the corners of his deep and slender eyes slanted, he pulled out his arm and slightly raised his hand towards the door, gestured "please" Actions.

"Ah-oh~ I'll take my leave first." Finally, when I received the expected eviction order, I jumped up and ran out in a hurry.

Just as he rushed to the door, he put his hand on the doorknob and before he could open it, Keigo Atobe said coldly, "Are you all planning to skip class? In front of me?"

The people staying in the room let out one after another decadent sighs, and then there were rustling sounds, and their steady steps gradually approached the exit; I immediately opened the door, rushed to the corridor with a stride, pressed against the corner, and walked quickly with my head buried.

The sense of presence lingered behind me, and the cork-floored corridor echoed with dull, regular footsteps; no one spoke, but there was a strange attention lingering on me all the time.

Not long after, those people from the tennis club came up from behind and passed me one after another.

Because I lowered my head, I couldn't see the expressions of these people passing by. I just saw a pair of long legs in light gray plaid pants walking across the field of vision; It quickly disappeared following the footsteps of its companions.

I counted my steps and measured the corridor outside the conference room, and I didn't raise my head until the voices of the tennis club gradually faded away.

I paused slightly, and I let out a long breath, and raised my hand to press the silently vibrating mobile phone in the pocket of my skirt——Who is this?

Probe took out the phone from his pocket, and after a closer look, I squinted my eyes.

Caller ID... Is it Kiichi Matsuyama who disappeared for several days?

I looked up and glanced at the distance, just in time to see the backs of a group of people from the tennis club turning the corner. After thinking about it, I pressed the answer button, and I slowed down my already snail-like pace. movement.

……

"Sakura...is it Sakura?" The boy's originally clear voice was slightly hoarse? "I'm Matsuyama."

"Well——" I brewed my emotions, tightened my throat, and replied in a tone that was overjoyed and cautious, "You...are you okay that day? How are you doing?"

"I'm so worried...I'm sorry..." He hesitated, but put his attitude to the lowest level first——I think um~ Girls who encounter similar incidents... probably have this kind of reaction, right?Who cares~ Anyway, my acting skills are poor.

The other end of the microphone fell silent, as if he didn't know what to say; after a while, I wonder if it was an illusion, when he spoke again, there was a slight sense of relaxation in his tone?

Next, Takashi Matsuyama comforted me in various ways, and through the microphone, I could see the extremely gentle and cautious smile on the face of the young man on the other end.

The two babbled and played Tai Chi with each other slowly; in the end, Comrade Matsuyama Kiichi asked me to have a date with me at night in a spring-like tone.

"Eh?" I was taken aback, rolled my eyes and looked up at the sky, completely forgetting to keep a shy tone.

Dating or something... forget it?

Xu Shi was aware of my hesitation at the moment, Matsuyama Kiichi expressed his absolute sincerity, paused for a moment, and said he would give me time to think about it, his tone seemed low.

After thinking about it, I responded vaguely with a wait-and-see attitude, neither affirming nor rejecting—it was not me who took Joe, but Matsuyama Kiichi's reaction was really intriguing.

He leaned forward and put his hot face on my ugly girl's cold ass (well - I used vulgar words and I introspected for three seconds) What kind of trouble is he trying to do?

It must not be a physical impulse, there must be some conspiracy, right?Do you want to be so curious? Hey!

……

It took me a while to end this phone call, which was not so much an invitation as it was an ambiguous and tentative phone call. I closed the phone, and at this time... the end of the corridor was just a short walk away.

I put the phone back into my pocket, and looked up casually as I came out of the corner—drink? !Dad was scared to death!

With a gasp, I stiffened and was almost blocked at the stairs. The person who stared at me expressionlessly had a heart attack.

Keigo Atobe was leaning against the wall, his gray-purple phoenix eyes were full of inscrutability; beside him stood Yuji Ninzu, his pupils hidden under the glasses with a smile flickered.

Both of them were silent, and their bodies were motionless; for a long time, seeing that they didn't respond, I swallowed bitterly, and dragged my feet carefully along the edge.

One step, two steps, three steps... When I stepped on the first step leading down, I took three steps and made two steps straight down.

I didn't know what the two of them were doing at the corner, and I didn't dare to guess how much the other party heard the conversation between Kiichi Matsuyama and me, so I just ran downstairs with my head buried, like an ostrich.

Based on the reputation in the school about being selected for the tennis club, I believe that no one bothers to argue with me. Speaking of which, it really doesn’t have much to do with it...so...uh~ at most, I’m obsessed with the weird things I’ve had with the tennis club recently Intersection, absolutely absolutely no delusions of God unfolding.

……Dividing line……

The afternoon of being visited by uninvited guests passed quickly, and before I could make up my mind, it was already school time.

Walking along the crowd to the gate of the school, I could see the heavy traffic outside from a distance. I took advantage of the Santiao’s car still struggling behind the traffic and took out the phone. I wanted to edit and send a text message to Kiichi Matsuyama.

——Maybe the sixth sense nerve is developing?I always feel that something bad will happen when I go out tonight.

Bowing his head, his subordinates kept pressing the buttons to input the um~ euphemisms in his mind, and the laughter in his ears was mixed with some extremely weird gasps?

That kind of gasping and timid low-pitched voice seemed to be the reaction of the girls when they lined up to welcome the main election of the tennis club.

But it's not right~ Where do they have the spare time to run to the school gate to shine at this time of day?Don't you all sweat your youth on the tennis court?

I looked up in a daze, and stared at the four people who occupied the temporary parking lane without guilt, were getting out of the slutty car that blinded many people's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes, and pretended to be leaning against the car door—the corners of their eyes twitched slightly.

How should I say it?At this moment, the small-scale sensation caused by the school gate more than ten meters away made me feel like a Chinese-style beauty who went to the wrong scene in an American sci-fi blockbuster.

What is Yingde F4 doing at the gate of Bingdi School to attract bees and butterflies? ! [Beep——] The studio of this guy is next door, dear!

The terrific boy with the worm head was full of impatience. The handsome boy next to him lowered his head slightly, with a calm and cool look. The eyes of the other two subtly neutralized the quiet and arrogant collision temperament of the other two.

Finally, standing two steps away from them, the handsome young man with a demure face, he was on the phone, looking around while talking, the next second, he seemed to see something, his eyes froze, then he closed the phone, and took a step...

As if strolling in the garden, with gentle smiles, the girls passing by all had flushed faces and glanced sideways.

……

Seeing the approaching people approaching each other... the sight of the surroundings is like a shadow.

I turned back to look at the direction I came from, quietly moved a few steps obliquely on the flat ground, and then was so frightened by the focus of the other party's eyes that I couldn't speak.

I must be walking the wrong way!Ximen Zongjiro...how did he follow my deviated route and approach me with a determined smile of "you are the one who is hiding behind me"? !

As he approached the projection, his attention became more and more intense, until he stood still in front of him, and I couldn't hypnotize myself that the scene was an illusion.

What are you doing? !I looked around with 'what the hell!This handsome man's eyes are blurred by S, right? 'The crowd looked at the boy with his hands in his trouser pockets, full of classical atmosphere, and his mood was horrifying.

The two of them looked at each other, and my eyes went dark, as if through Ximen Zong Erlang's majestic figure, I could see the magnificent rumors on the campus.

"Ah um—it seems that you are very punctual." The voice that has become unknowingly familiar recently broke the strange calm.

I suddenly turned around and saw the main players of the tennis club standing a few meters away, raising the average score of Ice Emperor's beauty in an instant like a peacock spreading its tail; the leader, Keigo Atobe, frowned slightly, and his gray-purple phoenix eyes were blurred by the setting sun The light, flickering and flickering seems to have a profound meaning.

"Oh~ Since we met, let's go together, so we don't need to call again." Keigo Atobe said in a natural tone, with an expression that could not be refuted.

After making an inexplicable decision, he took the lead and walked towards the vehicles parked on the street. Ximen Zong Erlang followed with a seemingly amiable smile, and the others kept their eyes on me, ignoring me who was stiff.

I'm at a loss, what kind of divine development is this? !It must be the wrong way for me to look back!

……

Those people walked a short distance, and Mingto Liang's figure was slightly behind. Then he turned his head and growled awkwardly, "Follow me! What are you doing standing?"

I just stood there because I didn't know what to do~ I shook my head like a rattle.

"Mingto-san...why should I go?!" I'm not familiar with you guys!

"Cut! Trouble!" Ryo Mingto shook the ponytail behind his head, turned back impatiently, and said in a low voice, "Thank you! Isn't that person cleared of suspicion?"

"But that's a coincidence, right? I really deserve it!" I deliberately raised my voice, hoping that the people next to me with pricked ears could hear me clearly, "That kind of small thing...really... "You are Welcome…

The last half of the sentence disappeared on the tongue, because Mingto Ryo's face was so gloomy that water could be wrung out.

"If I tell you to go, just go, what are you talking about!" He frowned, his facial features were distorted enough to frighten children, and he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to grab my collar?

I was just about to raise my hand to resist, but by chance, the phone in my hand vibrated, and the screen flickered with a light blue light. I lowered my head and took a closer look, huh? !

My movements froze, and I raised my eyes to stare at Ryo Meito, who was ready to go, and I screamed in my heart that it was not good—— Kiichi Matsuyama... Every time it was Ryo Mingo who was present and calling? !What kind of logic is this? !

To accept or not to accept?After hesitating for a few seconds, I resolutely cut off the phone, swallowed bitterly, and smirked, "Then what...you are responsible for clarifying the rumors in the school, and I will go."

Mingo Ryo gave me a look of contempt, and replied in a rough voice, "Didn't you read the school rules of Hyodi? Whoever's personal guards cause trouble will be directly borne by that person."

Huh? !Another one?I silently wiped off the cold sweat, and then let go of my heart that was in the air.

———Yes, I must have been misled by those same humanities back then. Miss Santiao’s junior high school career did not have the impression of all kinds of rampant and domineering support clubs. There was cold violence and rejection, but it was not obvious, and Those situations don’t just happen here, they also existed in my original world.

……

Hesitating on the spot for a few seconds, I whispered to Ryo Mingo, "Uh~ I still don't bother, can you speak for me?"

It is one thing not to worry about all kinds of bullying, but it takes a lot of courage and resilience to be cossy among a group of beautiful men without shame and skin. I think that kind of ability is insufficient, so I am not sensitive.

"Whatever you want!" Mingto Ryo left without saying a word, turned back after a while, looked me up and down, his expression turned cold, "Just now... who called you?"

none of your business? !I twitched the corners of my mouth, forced myself to suppress the complaints back to the depths of my heart, thought for a while, looked over Mingto Liang, and looked at the large group of people who seemed to be waiting near the car not far away, and suddenly there was an extremely dark idea in my mind Thoughts came to mind.

I think maybe it was because of the overwhelming pressure during this period that caused the collapse of the three views?Otherwise, how could I have said such strange things?

"I'm going to see Kiichi Matsuyama." I narrowed my eyes, closed my mouth after speaking, lowered my head and switched to SMS mode, quickly wrote a few lines of subtitles, and raised my hand in front of him: He is the one who hurt Yoshino-senpai people?So you hate him.

Want revenge?

Do you want to chop up the person who killed Yoshino-senpai you admire?Do you want to cooperate with me?

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