[Net King] Live up to the original

A good move is to retreat.

Guan Yue gritted his teeth and stood in front of Yukimura Seiichi's door. It was still early in the morning, but the room was empty. It was obvious that he wanted Guan Yue to go to school to find him.

Kana suddenly came out from the next door, her eyes were sleepy, as if she was woken up by him.The little girl was wearing a tender pink nightdress, rubbing her hazy eyes, trying her best to pretend to be awake, and raised her head and said, "Brother Ah Chu? Why do you wake up so early?"

"It's okay, you go back to sleep, it's too early." He couldn't tell the little girl that he was played by her brother, could he?There was no flaw on Guanyue's face, and Kana nodded and went back to the room without thinking too much.

Yukimura Seiichi, remember him, don't turn over this page until he has tortured you enough!

With a sullen face, Guanyue went back to bed and slept for a while, then put on her clothes and left.He wouldn't spend his sleep for this moment of refreshment—besides, he probably thought he would go there early, right?Then let them wait, otherwise how can it be called revenge.

Long-sleeved sweater, loose knee-length shorts, sneakers and white socks, standard sportswear.

How long has he been wearing it like this?

About as long as he hasn't played tennis.

He didn't bring a racket, and he wasn't going to play tennis. He didn't wear sportswear to fit in with the group, but he thought it would be ugly to stand among a group of athletic teenagers without wearing casual clothes. Standing out from the crowd was not such a legislation.

And, to be honest, isn't it enough for him to have this face?Why put so much thought on other aspects.

...Ahhh, I'm so upset, he almost forgot that there is Yukimura Seichi, a damned child who seems to be favored by God.

Really annoying.

Whether it is the love of tennis or the obsession with winning, I hate it the most.

Guanyue is familiar with Yukimura's elementary school, and it's not the first time to go to the tennis court, so nothing will happen if there is no one to lead the way.What's more, he still thought about wasting time and walked slowly.Even if he purposely took a nap, it was still too early, and there were only two or three people on the road who came to do morning exercises.Who made the morning exercise time come to an end, but still a little away from the morning rush hour?Just in line with Guanyue's mind, he was able to wander all the way to Nanxiangnan Primary School.

Yukimura Seiichi and his teammates are training on the tennis court.Guanyue simply found a clean place to sit around, which was exactly the same as the place he had found when he came here before. He wiped it several times and put paper on it. The person's movements are indeed elegant, like an unattainable superior, exuding nobility from the bottom of his bones.

In fact, he is a clean freak, nothing more.

Yukimura saw this scene from a distance, and couldn't help cursing in his heart.

"Don't you have something to ask me, why don't you go in?"

Yukimura's head was still covered with a towel, and there were still a few beads of sweat on his face that hadn't been wiped off.Guanyue glanced at him in distaste, stood up and threw the stuff into the trash can, and stopped when she was about five meters away from Xingcun.

"Hold on! You stay there!"

Yukimura raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard the words, and took a few steps forward tentatively, but he took a few steps forward to watch the moon and then backed away a few steps, and finally they chatted five meters apart.

"You hate the smell of sweat so much? Did you hate yourself when you finished playing?"

He left home early today and trained early. If it was normal time, the amount of training would be far below the standard that would make him sweat.In fact, he also hates sweating, and he also worked hard to watch the moon.

"How could I hate myself? Besides, I'll take a shower as soon as I finish playing, which is different from a person like you who sweats and comes to talk to people!" Guan Yue seldom showed a disgusted expression directly, most At the time, he hid it very well, but for some reason he suddenly didn't want to, anyway, the relationship between him and Yukimura was pretty good.

It's so cute~ Yukimura smiled.

"Then trouble the young master to wait for me for half an hour, and allow me to pack up and come to see you again?"

"Come back to me! Tell me who the young master is!"

(Of course it's you, my cutest, young master.)

Yukimura Seichi is in a good mood today.

The students of Nanshonan Elementary School saw the gentle smile of the male god that made people feel like a spring breeze all day, and couldn't help but wonder who could make the notoriously difficult Yukimura Seiichi feel so good.

Members of the tennis club who know part of the inside story have deep merits and fame.

But they dare not say QAQ.

It wasn't until a certain high-grade girl with self-sufficient beauty blocked Yukimura's male god at the door of the class that people were lucky enough to learn a little bit of the inside story.

"Hmm... ask me why I'm in such a good mood today?" Seiichi Yukimura leaned against the door frame at that time, his smile deepened, "Probably because I was scratched by a stray cat this morning."

Is their male god sick?

Is it nice to be scratched by a stray cat?

Minami Shonan Elementary School's fans of Seiichi Yukimura began to think deeply.

Smart people quickly realized that wild cats might not be real wild cats, but they were still confused about other things.

The members of the tennis club kept lasagna tears in their hearts, still silently hiding their achievements and fame.

On the other hand, the master, Ye Maojun, Chu Guanyue, who was speculated by Nanshonan Elementary School, was doing boring work watching DVDs at home.Why do you say boring?Because he often needs to watch a DVD more than a dozen times repeatedly, pausing, fast-forwarding, and replaying constantly.Why do you look at it this way?Guanyue would only say the name of Yukimura Seichi through gritted teeth, and there would be no more words after that.

It was in stark contrast to Yukimura Seiichi's good mood.

——Seiichi Yukimura asked him to sort out Lihai University's competition data from previous years. God knows what he wants these things for, who is about half a year away from entering junior high school.

Guan Yue, who said that he could not be subdued, finally succumbed to Yukimura Seiichi's obscenity/power - there is no way, who let his weakness be thoroughly understood by that guy, he can't even violate it even if he wants to.

Sure enough, he still hated Yukimura Seiichi, the most hated, even more hated than tennis.

That being said, Guanyue's job is not perfunctory. Since he promised, he will not simply take it over. He has always been serious, not to mention that this is half of his job in the first place?

Qian Zhenzhi can write blindly, and Guan Yue will naturally do it too.However, for the sake of precision and accuracy, he still chose the most common and tiring way.

Time always flies by when doing things. When Kana came back halfway, he was watching. When Yukimura’s mother started cooking, he was still biting the pen cap and thinking. Finally, he stopped writing and threw the notebook to Yukimura.

"Have you finished tidying up?" Yukimura took it and flipped through it twice. The neat handwriting was arranged on the notebook. Although it is not very beautiful, it is always pleasing to the eye.

"Are you kidding me? You want to finish sorting out Lihai University's game materials in one afternoon? Why don't you do it yourself when you are so good?" His wrists and knuckles were already stiff, and he was very uncomfortable after an afternoon of high-intensity writing. To adapt, he almost wrote ghost symbols that he couldn't recognize himself several times.Fortunately his pride stopped him—just kidding, if Yukimura saw that handwriting, he would die.

"Then—" What do you mean by that?

Yukimura raised his eyebrows, the second half of the sentence was known without the need for others.

"This book is finished, you hold it first, and I will write slowly later." The stiffness of the wrist was beyond his expectation, Guanyue shook his hand, and found that the flesh was almost numb.The knuckles moved a few times and nothing happened.

"You'd better give it to me after you finish writing it. It's useless now. I just want to find something for you to do." Yukimura smiled beautifully, but his words were completely different. Of course, it was for Guanyue.

This person's sinister intentions were completely exposed by himself, but he didn't seem to care.Although he had already guessed that this person was trying to punish him, Mr. Guanyue, who was still very upset when he heard it, snorted, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his hands, making it clear that he didn't want to care about people.

What a temper.

Yukimura laughed, went upstairs and put the notebook on the table in Kanzuki's room.

He described him as a little wild cat who can scratch people, which is really not wrong at all.

The author has something to say:

Half update get√, second half update at home next weekend x It’s too wasteful during the holidays. I only wrote so much. The little angels will watch it first and will finish it.

Love you guys, refills!

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Happy eating everyone!

2017