[Net King] Live up to the original

"No."

Guanyue stiffened her back and answered stiffly.

In fact, there is, although it is only a little, but it is indeed the feeling that he once saw Nanjiro play.His heart was pounding, as if it would rush out of his chest in the next second, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were glowing - the feeling that the thing in front of him was the whole world was really enough.

Obviously decided to give up, but still couldn't help but look at it, it was him who committed the crime.Guanyue was a little annoyed, why couldn't Yukimura respect his decision like Liu and Fuji?This has nothing to do with him, does it?

"I'm really sorry for causing you such trouble," Yukimura Seiichi still smiled, without any apology in his tone: "I just don't want a talented tennis player to give up tennis for some strange reason. .”

"You don't know anything." Guan Yue was irritated by the description of "strange", and the redness that had been suppressed hit her cheeks again, and she sneered.He didn't understand, why should these people who have never experienced anything point fingers in front of him, why can Yukimura Seiichi deny the decision he made by Guanyue with a single sentence?

—Very disgusting.

Guan Yue didn't know how to describe this feeling, the whole world's malice was attacking him, it was not swallowed or wrapped, it just shrouded around him, like air, not close, but everywhere.When Yukimura finished speaking, these things exploded in an instant, like a protective film, protecting him from the outside world. In contrast, he blurted out sharp words.

"Oh, you think you are so gentle, kind, and beautiful that the whole world is so angry with humans and gods, don't you? I'm sorry, I will solve my own affairs by myself, and don't bother you, thank you."

These words are intended to be cruel. The combination of "sorry" and "thank you" is always full of alienation, not to mention that this time it is obviously mocking.Yukimura Seiichi's appearance of wanting to save him is really the Holy Mother to him, and the "Holy Mother" here naturally has a derogatory meaning.

This is the face of the savior, showing a ferocious expression after death. Whether it was Hill at that time or Yukimura now, Guanyue firmly believed in it and dismissed it.

"Watching the moon." Yukimura's voice was still soft, completely unaffected by what he just said.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Facing Yukimura, who had lost her beautiful skin, Guanyue just wanted to escape, guilty and impatient, so he could only act like nothing happened just now.

"Remember that bet?"

"What, you want to break the contract?"

— "No, on the contrary,"

"I raise the stakes."

Yukimura smiled unfathomably, watched the moon, hated it, but could only pretend that the wind was calm, and Liu, who was resting on the court with insufficient physical strength, also came over, looked at the two of them up and down, left and right for a few times, It seems to be wondering about the weird atmosphere between them.

But Liu will not speak first, Yukimura had just finished speaking, and was looking forward to his answer, Guanyue raised his head, and the eyes that were still green from the corners of his eyes bumped into the eyes of a boy of the same age opposite him, "What bet?" ?”

"Start with tennis, and naturally end with tennis." Yukimura stuffed the racket he had been carrying in his hand into the ball bag, and also staggered the eyes that Guanyue bumped into on purpose, his tone was as firm as ever, " If I lose, I will accompany you and never touch tennis again."

This joke is a little too big.Guan Yue was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Yukimura has never been a liar, so he must have thought carefully about this sentence, but what he wants to know most is how good is Yukimura's chances of winning before he dares to bet on tennis .It seems that this bet is fair, one side plays tennis and the other does not play tennis, but everyone knows that whether to play tennis or not is just a psychological problem of Guanyue himself, but if Yukimura no longer plays tennis, he may lose a star in the world of tennis. A shining star, and also, a "god" of the future.

"No need."

Guanyue's attitude is very tough, but he is also very understated. Only he himself knows his heartbeat when he speaks, and there are still half a sentence behind.

Why bother, why bother.

Guanyue found that he seemed to be starting to fail to understand Yukimura Seichi.

--Oops.

The villain in his heart has shrunk into a ball, smiling wryly.The young man in front of him obviously hasn't taken a step yet, but Guanyue can't see his back.

If he can't even do it, then why should he look?

Guanyue followed Liu out of the park. The confrontation with Yukimura Seiichi had exhausted all his energy, leaving him exhausted. That guy could still make big strides, but Guanyue didn't even have the strength to taunt. lose.

—He can only slander in his heart,

Black belly.

How should these things be complained about?

Guanyue's expression is capitalized "Indifference.jpg", which is funny and helpless, and in the end he can only put on a look of "Really, I know".

He thought that Yukimura would have some clever tricks waiting for him, and after placing such a big bet, the result was no different from before.Taking him to Kanagawa Sea to paint, occasionally comparing him to two sketches, and the match where the opponent was completely abused... the same dialogue, even if he was touched at the beginning, it became unfeeling after so long.

That idiot Yukimura seemed unaware of his change, not even a slight change in his smile, which made Guanyue very tired.Anyone with an IQ knows that Yukimura is not really stupid, not to mention that Guanyue has no intention of being a fool at all, so, what kind of tricks does Yukimura have left for him?

What else could make Seiichi Yukimura, who is far more shrewd than ordinary people, bet his entire life?

If Yukimura Seichi was here, he would definitely smile and say that you think too much.Everyone believed in his rationality, but they all forgot that he was still a person with supremacy of intuition, and this intuition could even surpass reason and control everything about him.He didn't have any back tricks, he just firmly believed in the fact that "Guan Yue loves tennis". He didn't expect other people to spread things like this, although he was quite happy to see it come true.

However, he was lost in thought while looking at his sketchbook, and he didn't care whether the model Mr. who was already in the same pose on the opposite side was uncomfortable.Guan Yue sat on the window sill, the bones in her back were stiff.This was originally a very casual and comfortable position, but no matter what position I keep for a long time, I can't continue to feel comfortable, except for sleeping.Guanyue could almost hear the creaking of his spine, but he was not allowed to move yet.

"Isn't it alright..." Guanyue's tone was calm and unwavering, the villain in his heart had already begun to roll and roll, but the surface remained calm. God knows how he survived these three hours. If he is not allowed to move around, he will die. Abandoned.

"Eh? Didn't I say? You've been able to move around a long time ago. The outline was drawn an hour ago." Yukimura looked up in surprise, glanced at the time, and smiled beautifully, but it could only make Guanyue rise for a while. A desire to beat him up.

——No way, this person really, really deserves a beating.

Guan Yue jumped off the window sill, because his muscles were already stiff, and he almost fell down. Fortunately, his previous motor nerves were still there, so he didn't give Yukimura a chance to laugh at him, even if that kind of ridicule seemed to outsiders to laugh a little brighter .

He is so gentle and kind that he doesn't have the same knowledge as that kind of person, Guanyue took a deep breath, and suppressed his thoughts of going to beat Yukimura, completely forgetting that he could not beat the boy in front of him in any aspect.

"Yukimura Seiichi, do you know that I really want to beat you right now?"

Yukimura lowered his head and continued the work at hand. The shadows drawn by the pencil were of different shades. With just a few strokes, he outlined the boy's demeanor, smirking and annoyed, but only on this paper.When Guanyue was just sitting there, the indifference exuded from the inside out was drawn by this soft-looking boy. Even though the nib of the brush is green, no one can draw better than him.

It's the beauty of the Chinese New Year.

This is emotion.Because of familiarity, I can notice every inch of the other person's demeanor; because of understanding, I know what should be highlighted and where should be downplayed; presented above.

Guanyue sat one meter away from Yukimura's back, not too far away, just enough to see every movement of Yukimura.Obviously it is an ordinary move, but because of the beauty of the master, the whole world is lit up. Yukimura's gestures are no different from the painters he has seen before Guanyue, but what he does is very tasteful, with a kind of Unique beauty.

——No wonder he was able to seduce so many girls to come and see him.

Kanyue, who was looking up and down Yukimura with strange eyes, forgot that he himself was also one of the onlookers. Although at first most of the girls came for Yukimura, but afterward, everyone knew about Yukimura's side. There is a young boy with good looks, who never leaves the field to comment on the game but hits the nail on the head. This alone is not known by how many girls remember it.

"Hey, watch the moon."

When there was only a small area left to be painted, Yukimura suddenly made a noise, which shocked Guanyue, who was thinking about it, and almost fell off his chair. Fortunately, with the foreshadowing, he saved his reputation after a little support. So he pretended to be calm: "What's wrong with you?"

"What do you think I put this painting in the art exhibition? Teacher Qingshui asked me to submit three paintings. This painting is not bad. It must be easy to pass the review of Teacher Qingshui."

"How dare you put the painting you drew for me in the art exhibition?"

As expected, he became angry from embarrassment.

"How could it be, I'm so kind, just kidding." Yukimura carefully lifted the drawing paper, shook off the scraps of eraser, then patted it, raised his head and smiled obediently at Guanyue.

God damn well behaved.

Guanyue once again expressed his desire to complain, and was choked and speechless.

"Whatever you want." Finally, Kanyue turned her head away, not looking at Yukimura's smile anymore.

Yukimura said something in a low voice, Guanyue could only hear a vague "I", and then he couldn't hear anything.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

Guan Yue looked back suspiciously, but didn't see anything wrong.

How could he be willing?

How could he be willing.

Yukimura smiled without saying a word.

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