[Net King] The best in this life

?Chapter 35

Du Shengli felt a shudder at the thought of herself.

"Girl", "Insecure"?

Such words are used on this person who has excellent grades, excellent motor skills and is the president of the tennis club. I always feel an inexplicable sense of "violation". In fact, she is the one who should really feel insecure. .

His identity is completely the attitude of a top student, the class monitor in the class, the president of the student union, and the president of the tennis club!

T^T Thinking of this, she felt chills running down her spine, and dark tremors surged all over her body.

It is said that there are gods three feet above her head, so what hangs on her top is definitely not a god, it is a sharp sword made of his precious status, hanging in the air, and then one day, sooner or later, she will be killed by this sword A sharp and sharp sword stabbed to death.

The tram is speeding, and the lights outside the window are dim. Because of the speeding car, various neon scenes are connected together, which is a vague and strange surprise.

Japan is a country with well-developed rail transportation.

The ones that run on the tracks on the ground are called trams, and the ones that run on the tracks underground are called subways, which run through the whole of Tokyo and even the whole of Japan.

The best embodiment of the convenience of rail transit is its punctuality, and another point is that it will not be congested.

From getting on the bus to getting off at the destination, it only took about 20 minutes.

Just got out of the car, not far away, the phone in his pocket beeped.

Du Shengli stopped in her tracks, guessing that it was most likely the owner of the original body, Tezuka Kunimitsu.Sure enough, it was him.

Really on time.

Are we there?Tezuka

When the restless and frightened heart saw this text message with the right time, a miraculous sense of stability gradually dispelled her uneasiness. It was a miraculous feeling.

She tapped the keys with her fingers.

The exchange of spirits, the inexplicable bond between the two, was not the loneliness of one person, perhaps, it was because of this that she reduced her little sense of helplessness.

When I got home, the elders of the family were just sitting in the living room...drinking tea!

The majestic Grandpa Tezuka held the newspaper, listened to the news, and focused on two things. When he heard the voice, he raised his eyes and glanced at her. After just this one glance, her back felt chilly again.

What a powerful aura!

Tezuka's mother and Tezuka's father were much more pleasing to the eye, and they let her go after asking some questions about whether they had eaten or not.Du Shengli felt that she would not be so stupid as to sit here and watch the news, drink tea and chat with them. This kind of feeling of early death and early death is good, but the process was too frightening, so it's better to avoid it.

A small bedroom, even if it is unfamiliar, is the only place where she can relax all guards.

Putting the schoolbag on the seat, lying down on the table, he let out a long breath.

Close your eyes and enjoy a moment of peace.

The window is open, and the spring breeze at night, slightly cool, blows the broken brown hair on the forehead, the tired eyes are closed, and the long eyelashes flicker slightly.The breath in the wind is refreshing and gentle, not to mention the rainy and silent spring breeze, mixed with the pure fragrance of cherry blossoms, just lying on my stomach, wanting to sleep comfortably.

When he woke up again, it was already midnight.

The curtains were blown up, making a loud noise.This is a residential area, without the sound of noisy buses, the whistle of private cars, and the frolicking and cursing of pedestrians on the street.

So quiet!

She blinked twice drowsily, staring at the blown curtains, the whirring sound, really, so quiet!

Her original home in Hangzhou was in the urban area, and the sound insulation was not very good. With the windows open, the bus in front of her and all kinds of noise can be heard clearly. Unlike here, it is so quiet that people have an illusion. In the past The dark nights are not dark nights, as if only such quiet ones are truly called nights!

After sleeping for a few hours, I gradually woke up a lot.

Then waking up brought even greater tension and panic, she... completely forgot about homework!

/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~ My heart is in tears!

She wailed countless times in her heart. When she was at her house before, she could have given him the homework. This body also acted for him, and the clothes were washed for him. Then, should she also do the homework for him? ? ?

If it is in China, she doesn't mind, because she understands everything.

But, it's Japanese now, it's completely different, and looking at the crooked, ugly baby-like font I wrote, it's completely incomparable with his handsome and suave font!At night, you have to look up the dictionary, write words you can't write, practice different styles of fonts, and look up at the sky. This is definitely the rhythm of committing crimes! ! ! ! ! !

"Tezuka Kunimitsu—I! Hate! You!"

She herself is the kind of person who either does not do it or does it perfectly, and then, she is sleepy and sleepy until two or three o'clock in the morning before she closes the book with her eyes closed, washes up and takes a bath in a hurry, and falls headfirst into the soft bed. Fell asleep on the bed.

The golden-red light in the sky rose from the eastern horizon, and the bird at the window stayed for a while, lowered its head to peck a pink cherry petal, heard the voice in the room, shook its head, and flew away quickly.

Beside the elegant gray printed pillow, there was a constant beeping, and a black mobile phone was constantly moving due to the vibration, and a string of numbers was displayed on the lit screen.This kind of vibration lasted for a long time, and finally, the person under the quilt slowly revealed half of his head, squinted his eyes, and groped for the phone.

Du Shengli really felt that it was in terribly painful pain, so she checked the time, it was only around six o'clock, and then looked at the string of numbers, even if she was confused and couldn't react for a while, she knew who it was.

"Hello—" The heavy nasal voice of lack of sleep, almost closed eyes, answered half asleep.

"Get up!" Completely, imperative two words.

She burrowed into the quilt, her mind still dazed, and murmured in a coquettish tone that she hadn't slept enough, just like when her father woke her up, she coquettishly stayed in bed.

There seemed to be no sound over there, and after a long pause, he continued: "Get up now, there will be early training in the tennis club in the morning."

"Hmm..." Let her sleep for a while, Shenma Tennis Club, Shenma trained early, she was so busy last night that she didn't sleep until late at night, "I didn't join the tennis club, I'm sleeping for a while..."

Well, sleep a little longer.

but……

The three words "Tennis Club" lingered in his head in a daze, tennis, tennis, tennis...

Eyes snapped open.

"Ah—tennis—"