[Net King] The Redemption of the Night

Touching his nose: "I'm not saying you have anything to do with Tezuka, you are really good friends, aren't you?"

Fei Yong didn't know whether to answer or not, so he could only bow his head and remain silent.

"Actually, there is another reason why I asked you to be the manager of the tennis department, and it is also the most important reason."

Fei Yong didn't look up, and waited for Long Qi to continue speaking.

"Tezuka-kun's arm was injured in the first grade, and his arm is still recovering. I know how much everyone in the tennis team trusts and relies on Tezuka...so before the national competition, I don't want to Anything wrong with his arm."

Fei Yong's heart beat wildly: "...you can find a professional doctor."

Mr. Ryuzaki began to sigh: "If possible, of course I want to do that. But Tezuka doesn't want everyone to know about his injury, and he doesn't want it to affect everyone's morale. You should understand this. For the national competition, even if it is I don't think Tezuka-kun would listen to the advice of a professional doctor, but you... Fei Yong, it seems that Tezuka-kun is very willing to accept your suggestion."

Fei Yong frowned: "Teacher Ryuzaki overestimates me too much."

"It's really not there." Long Qi smiled and shook his head, looking at Fei Yong with his arms folded, "If you ask, he will at least listen."

Fei Yong was noncommittal, her heart was a little confused.

"Or, is Fei Yong willing to watch Tezuka-kun's injury worsen? In my opinion, Fei Yong should be a very gentle and kind girl. Regarding Tezuka's injury, Fei Yong should also be very concerned about it? If Fei Yong Join the tennis club, as the manager of the tennis club, everyone will be happy to listen to your suggestions. In this way, I won’t worry too much about their injuries. With your ability, you can let them participate in the competition with full marks.”

Fei Yong rubbed the brows under his bangs: "Mr. Ryuzaki, let me think about it..." Why did she feel a little shaken when she thought of helping Tezuka treat his arm in person.

Ryuzaki smiled: "Yes. You can think about it carefully. I won't ask you to do anything else. You just need to help everyone not get hurt, or if you get hurt, you can treat the wound in time."

Fei Yong thought for a while, finally rubbed his forehead, no longer hesitated: "It's just to save people, then I promise." This promise, Fei Yong himself didn't know who it was for.

Ryuzaki let out a breath, and a smile crept into the corner of his eyes: "I didn't expect it to be so difficult to convince you little girl."

Fei Yong smiled lightly, still serious: "I'm just afraid that joining the tennis society will cause trouble for everyone."

"Huh? Are you someone who will cause trouble for others?" Ryuzaki raised his eyebrows and smiled, with a bit of teasing in his eyes.

Fei Yong also smiled softly: "Not wanting to cause trouble and not being able to cause trouble are two different things."

"That's true." Ryuzaki nodded, and turned to pat Fei Yong's left shoulder vigorously, "Don't think about these things, come with me to meet the candidates of the tennis club!"

Fei Yong immediately stopped Mr. Ryuzaki: "Let's announce it tomorrow. I have something to go home early today."

"Huh? Are you in a hurry?"

Fei Yong tilted his head and thought for a while. She didn't have anything to deal with, but she just didn't think about how to face Tezuka.

"Alright then." Ryuzaki didn't want to force Fei Yong, after all, it was a pleasant surprise to be able to pull her into the tennis club.

"Thank you, Mr. Ryuzaki." Fei Yong bowed and thanked him.

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Tennis courts in the park near Scarlet Villa.

Chitose lay lazily on the bench next to him, Erlang's raised legs trembled, looking leisurely.

Fei Yong threw the yellow ball high with his right hand, and swung the racket with his left hand vigorously.

"Snapped--"

The yellow ball hit a groove on the opposite wall as if it had a spirit, bounced back, and hit back again.Repeatedly, the grooves on the wall became more and more obvious.

Qiantose Yin spat out the melon seeds in his mouth, and said in a ruffian way: "Hey, you don't even want your left hand anymore, or what?" The faint lingering fragrance in the stadium shows that Fei Yong's mood is not very stable now—— He also discovered this only recently. Fei Yong's mood swings are relatively large, when he sweats, or when he is sick or injured, the fragrance will be stronger. It is really a strange phenomenon.

Fei Yong didn't speak, just hit the yellow ball one after another, not only did the strength of his swing not weaken, but it became stronger and stronger.

Chitose Yin knocked two more melon seeds: "I said Fujiwara Ye... bah." Spitting out the melon seeds in his mouth, Chitose Yin continued to complain, "What the hell are you thinking? As soon as I come back you will Inexplicable."

Fei Yong pursed his lips: "I didn't let you follow me."

Chitose Yin rolled his eyes: "Grandma, do you think I want to follow you? If it wasn't for fear of your inexplicable death, I wouldn't be bothered here to blow the cold wind with you."

Fei Yong caught the flying tennis ball and grabbed it tightly: "I don't die so easily."

Chitose raised an eyebrow: "Yes, you don't die that easily, at least you can't die until you find my brother."

Fei Yong put down his hand, turned his head to look at Chitose Yin: "Are you sure that painting is at Matsumoto Shizu's place?"

Chitose Yin rolled his eyes again: "You have asked me six times, Fujiwara Ye, when did you become such a cock?"

Fei Yong took off his glasses and rubbed his brows with his slender fingers: "Don't worry about the painting. You'll stay in the villa for a while and don't go anywhere." Chitose Yin told her that the painting was in the Matsumoto Jing is there, and Matsumoto Jing is a servant of the Xichuan family... This matter made her a little concerned.

Chitose frowned: "But two ordinary humans, even if they have the support of the Qichuan family, they should be nothing compared to the Zhuisheng family? What are you worried about?"

Fei Yong took a deep breath, put on his glasses and said, "What if I told you that Xicun Qiaozi is not an ordinary human being? Not only has he cultivated a monster with demonic power, but it is also possible to know Fei Yong Yuanyi... It should be said that I think she and Fei Yongyuan are in the same group...whether it is the golden horsetail or the painting, it belonged to Fei Yongyuan at the beginning, why did it fall into the hands of her and Matsumoto Jing ? Chitose Yin, have you made yourself stupid after sleeping for five years?"

Chitose Yin's expression became a little more serious, but he obviously still didn't believe it: "How could Fei Yong Yuanyi unite with others to deal with you? What happened between you? The boy in that painting... To be honest, that The painting is very weird, I always feel that it is very similar to the boy I met at your school this afternoon..." Chitose Yin felt a chill down his spine when he said this.

That painting is a picture of a snow scene, a small figure deep in the endless snow mountains.The figure was vague and small.Against the backdrop of the snow-capped mountains, it is a bit inconspicuous.But when Chitose Yin turned back and took a closer look again, he suddenly found that the boy in the painting seemed to be constantly moving forward, constantly approaching the real world... This feeling is really weird, as a strong vampire, Chitose Yin also A little frightened, he was still thinking, maybe one day that boy will really walk out of the painting? ——Of course, he didn't tell Fei Yong about this strange psychological feeling.After all, it was too embarrassing.

Fei Yong actually had a similar feeling.Just three months ago, on that snowy Sunday, Fei Yong looked at the boy standing in the snow, as if seeing the painting from that year.

Xue Guzi once handed Fei Yong the painting, and said that the painting was very important to her.

At that time, she trusted Fei Yong Yuanyi so much, so she gave the painting to him for safekeeping as a matter of course.I thought that the painting would disappear or be destroyed after the two broke up, but I didn't expect Chitose Yin to find this painting in Matsumoto Shizu's home, and found out that this painting was given to Matsumoto Shizu by Nishimura Hashiko.

One wave has not settled down, another wave has risen again, and the cuts continue to be chaotic.

Fei Yong frowned more and more tightly: "You go back first, I want to be alone."

Chitose sat on the bench with her legs bent: "Fujiwara Ye, you're not really worried about Nishimura Hashiko or Matsumoto Shizu, are you?"

Fei Yong froze for a moment, then tightened his grip on the racket: "Don't worry about it."

"Hey——" Chitose Yin sneered, "It's not that I want to care about you, I'm just wondering who is the person who can make you uneasy."

A small yellow ball whizzed past Chitose Yin's cheek, Chitose Yin just smiled indifferently.

"It's all right, why get angry."

"You're too curious." Fei Yong's cold voice was a bit hoarse with a bit of murderous intent.

"Tsk." Chitose grinned, "You humans are really boring, what you think and what you do are always different, what a trouble! If it were me, I would do what I think, so there are so many troubles can be found."

Fei Yong's hand holding the pat was a little loose, and a strange feeling gradually appeared in his heart: "Just do what you think in your heart?"

Chitose smiled faintly, blew on her fingernails and said, "Yeah, just do what you want, what else in this world can stop you?"

Fei Yong frowned: "Yes." And more than one, "I just want to understand why my heart has a different emotion?"

Chitose smiled complacently, got up and patted his pants and said, "It's not easy, because you're tempted." After finishing speaking, he said curiously, "I don't know who is so unfortunate that you fell in love with it?"

Fei Yong frowned even tighter, would a copy like her have a heart?Will you be tempted?

"Cut, forget it." The slender fingers dug their ears, looking like a rogue, "I didn't expect you to go crazy on the tennis court, and it was because of this reason.