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"I'm Asami Haneda, classmate Nakahara. This is the club application form. If you like a club, you can join and participate in activities with everyone."

She is a sunny girl with short hair. She has a very confident and hearty character with a slightly playful raised eyes. She has a soft smile on her face and holds a few pieces of paper in her slender fingers.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, she walked over while the other students were still watching curiously. She should be the class monitor.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little surprised. He thought that the position of class monitor should belong to the young master Atobe. Although he had already taken a Chinese class, he didn't listen to a word, and looked out the window with his hands on his face the whole time. Preoccupied.

Even though the teacher was citing the scriptures on the podium, and the students in the front, back, left, and right would sneak a few glances over from time to time, Zhongyuan Zhong also stood still.

Nakahara Chuya gradually moved his gaze upwards, and looked intently at the girl's cheek. Those eyes full of sincerity and enthusiasm almost made Nakahara Chuya run away. He turned his head straight and looked in the direction of Mr. Atobe.

The beautifully shaped knuckles tapped twice on the table, Keigo Atobe brushed the broken hair in front of his forehead, raised his chin slightly, and glanced at Nakahara Chuya with the end of his eyes, "I have several jobs, I have more There are important things to deal with."

The actions that are contrived by others are completely different in Atobe Keigo, as if they have a noble aura.Atobe Keigo has never doubted his own personality charm, he believes that everyone will be intoxicated by his magnificence.

Zhongyuan Zhong also "smacked" his lips, and then looked away blankly, which was to explain his doubts about why he was not the squad leader.

Keigo Atobe's arrogance is based on his absolute self-confidence, but he is well-known for the coordinated and orderly management of the class, and he will not be stingy with his appreciation.

He looked at the girl who looked unnatural under his gaze, and said sincerely, "Of course, Haneda-san is also very good. The teacher and classmates are very satisfied with her work."

Nakahara Chu also curled his lips, caught off guard Asami Haneda who looked at Keigo Atobe with red eyes and reverence, and was speechless for a while.

This school is poisonous, it has been poisoned by the name Keigo Atobe!

Originally, I was expecting Keigo Atobe to make a rescue, but after talking for a long time, I didn't get to the point. Nakahara also subconsciously wanted to press the hat, but he felt empty, and his lips pursed into a cold arc. I won't participate in such a boring thing..."

Asami Haneda was a little embarrassed, she tilted her head, and her thin hair fell to the side of her face. This young boy with red hair who is exquisite but has an unfriendly aura, his movements are a bit unnatural, as if there is something on the top of his head Yes, blinking fluttering eyes.

"This way..." This will reduce the chances of getting along with classmates.

The girl leaned forward because of confusion, and put her hands on the table. From this distance... Nakahara could also smell the faint lily fragrance from Haneda Asami's body, as well as the gradually enlarged girl's facial features.

Nakahara Chuya's pupils constricted, and he took a step back while sitting on the chair. His waist hit the desk of the classmate behind him, making a loud noise.

"He joined my uncle's tennis club!" Keigo Atobe picked up the thin club application form with his fingers, picked up a ballpoint pen from the table, ticked the box in the tennis club, and then Passed it to Asami Haneda, smiled gorgeously, "I'm sorry."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows at Zhong Ye's shy reaction.

A swear word was brewing in his throat, but he choked back stiffly under the girl's gaze. The veins on Zhongye's forehead bulged, and his back molars creaked.

Asami Haneda: Atobe-san is so handsome!

"Can you play tennis?"

Acting as a conscientious bodyguard, but he doesn't want to participate in extra things such as playing tennis. He puts his hands in his pockets and looks at Keigo Atobe who has changed into sportswear from a distance, "No, I won't learn I don't want to learn either!"

There is no need for him to pay attention to an aristocratic sport like tennis, let alone learn it.

"This is your sportswear." Keigo Atobe did not respond to the red-haired boy's words. He just took out a brand new set of clothes from the locker room and showed his attitude with practical actions.

"—I said, don't make decisions for me casually, even if I owe you a big favor!!" Nakahara Zhong also realized that he was being led by the nose, and his eyebrows were twisted into a ball , even the exposed small canine teeth revealed the owner's anger.

Slowly closing the zipper, Atobe Keigo said a reason that Chu Yuan could not refute, "A bodyguard must have the consciousness of a bodyguard, and you must follow me wherever I go."

He was so irritable that he scratched his hair, Nakahara Chuya had better think about how to get money quickly, otherwise Keigo Atobe would get beaten or he would go crazy! !

"My uncle's tennis club is the most gorgeous, not only has a large number of players, but also has strong strength..."

Nakahara Nakaya lazily followed behind, and he found that when the word tennis was mentioned, Keigo Atobe's words tended to develop incessantly.To paraphrase Keigo Atobe's words, it is "too gorgeous".

The clean sportswear was wet with sweat, and crystal beads of sweat flowed down the forehead to the neck, and finally disappeared under the invisible sportswear.Some should be students in the lower grades who are practicing their swings. Although they are boring, their movements are uniform, and some are practicing to play games.

Almost everyone who catches the eye is in such a state, such a state of being serious and burning themselves. Although the sun is hot, it can't stop their love for tennis.

"How is it, my uncle's tennis club is not bad!" I was late today, but I saw the scene where the minister was not there and the members were still training seriously, and Keigo Atobe had to say that he was very satisfied.

Zhongyuan Zhongya was stunned for a second, and then he heard a "be careful" with a protracted ending, which passed through most of the tennis court and sent it to Zhongyuan Zhongye's ear.

Then there was a sharp sound of wind piercing the air from the front side, and without thinking about it, his palm spontaneously went to block the "weapon" that was about to hit his head.

Like an inadvertent move, the movement was smooth and not sloppy at all, the yellow tennis ball stopped right in front of him, and when the super high speed was restrained, he reluctantly raised a few strands of hair on Nakahara Chuya's forehead.

"hiss---"

There was a sound of breathing in the surroundings, and Zhong Yuanzhong also held the yellow tennis ball, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he had a deeper understanding of the strength of this group of middle school students playing.

Although it wasn't enough to embarrass him, it was already quite remarkable for ordinary people, not to mention they were just students.

"What's the matter?" Surrounded by the eyes of many people, and the shocked eyes of Keigo Atobe next to him, Nakahara Nakata slowly opened his fingers, letting the tennis ball fall from his hand and bounced up another height.

He used to walk through the hail of bullets, facing the powerful rate of fire of the bullets and various strange abilities, but now it is just a wrong serve.

"........."

Lie, lie!Feng's serve is usually difficult to deal with. As teammates, they are the most aware of the power of the heavy artillery serve.All the draft players present at the moment thought so.

"Feng, don't be distracted, okay? It's really disgusting!!" Mingto Ryo raised his racket, and pointed dissatisfiedly at Feng Chotaro, who was standing still, not only made a serve error, but also didn't go all out for his senior. .

"I'm sorry, senior..." Hocho Taro bowed to Mingo Ryo. Although he did not control the direction well, he also exerted full strength in this ball.

"Sorry, you didn't hurt your wrist, did you?"

Ho Chotaro ran over, panting lightly, his eyes staring at Nakahara Chuya's wrist were full of panic and a bit of doubt.He suddenly had doubts about his ultra-high-speed serve, and the movement of the red-haired boy was as easy as crushing a mosquito.

"It's okay." Even standing there silently gave people a kind of power for no reason. Zhongyuan Zhong also shook his wrist left and right, and swept around the people who came up.

The very familiar face was the young man who had not been silenced the last time he witnessed the whole process of him climbing the window.

There is indeed no problem, except that the palms are a little red due to the friction of the ball, and the young man's wrists are relatively slender, perhaps because they are not exposed much, that part of the skin is so fair that the hidden blue blood vessels can be clearly seen.

No matter from what point, I can't convince myself that the boy has the power to be comparable to the heavy | serve. The hand holding the racket fell into a long-term confusion.

"Atobe, we heard about it, but we didn't expect him to be your cousin!"

Xiang Riyue turned over slightly in the air, his fiery red hair flew up, and his eyes were full of curiosity and exploration.

Atobe's cousin is not a flamboyant young master, on the contrary, he looks a bit rebellious, although he has already experienced Zhongyuan Zhongya's fierce appearance last time.

In fact, Chuya Nakahara felt offended when a group of people surrounded him. He glanced at Takahiro Kawaji, the tallest, unconsciously puffing his cheeks.

Wow, I'm so envious, but I can't say it!

It was the first time I saw Keigo Atobe personally bring people to the tennis club, which fully demonstrated the importance Atobe attaches to Chuya Nakahara.

The curiosity in Xiang Riyue's heart was overflowing, he blinked his eyes, wanting to find out what kind of monsters and ghosts are there in the Central Plains, "Atobe's cousin is our cousin..."

"Yueren?" Yushi Ninzu held his forehead and looked at Xiang Riyueren with helpless eyes. For this teammate, he was always worried that he would be implicated because of this mouth.

His eyes rolled around the cool Mingo Ryo and the expressionless Huachi, and then he glanced at Hikichiwaka and the blurred-eyed Akutagawa Jiro, knowing that there is no one who can fight, only he is a boy with red hair After the exchange, Yushi Ninzu cleared his throat and was about to speak.

"Chuya-kun is so small, it must be very comfortable to hold." Akutagawa Jirou rubbed his eyes before he could see Nakahara Chuya clearly in front of him. He sincerely expressed his truest thoughts in his heart. He happened to be missing a pillow. .

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