Natural cute girl

Respect is understandable. "Such an astonishing answer.

Damn rich man...

Atobe Keigo is worthy of being the emperor of the Ice Emperor and the young master of a big consortium. No matter when, where and under what circumstances, his handsome face is the infinite yearning of all girls. The elegant temperament that comes with it is shining bright stars wherever you go.

Not to mention his vigorous and perfect posture when he was playing. He only hit a few balls to demonstrate to her, and immediately attracted the heart-shaped eyes of the surrounding venues and passing women.

"See clearly." Keigo Atobe put down his racket and walked over, seeing her blank eyes as expected, "Ah huh? Are you intoxicated by my uncle's beauty?"

After saying that, Hua Yuanliang came back to his senses and nodded vigorously, "That's amazing..."

Hearing the answer he wanted, Atobe Keigo stroked the mole with satisfaction, "Then it's your turn, have you practiced your swing yet?"

"It's about the same..." Almost, I can only say that the movements are barely passable, but both Renzu and Feng have said before that her strength control is not good enough.

"Swipe a few times to show my uncle."

"Do you really want to wave?"

"Swipe."

Just wave it.

Huayuan Ryo took a deep breath, obediently clenched the racket and put it in a good posture, and swung it a few times meaningfully. From the eyes of others, the movements were a bit clumsy, and it seemed that he could not find the way, but in the eyes of Atobe Keigo, this clumsiness But her movements are in line with her baby face.

Ninja Yushi once said that she would always make extremely cute expressions and movements inadvertently. Cuteness is cute, but she is not artificial, and now it seems that it is indeed the case.

However, after practicing for a week, his swing is still at this level, and his progress is too slow.

Thinking of this, he walked over and grabbed her two wrists from behind to correct her posture like Ninja Yuuji did on the street tennis court before, "raise your hands a little higher, and swing your racket a little wider."

Being approached by a boy she likes so fiercely, even though Hanahara Ryo's personality is flat on weekdays, she is still a girl after all. Although Keigo Atobe's movements are the same as when Shinozu taught her before, but she feels completely different ah.

Her heart was beating faster, and she felt the piercing and scorching eyes threatening her, even if she kept telling herself in her heart:【He is just teaching me to play tennis, he is just teaching me to play tennis , he was just teaching me how to play tennis...] It also had no effect on calming down.

Volume 2 ◇044◆ Why are the ears so red

"Keep your hand at this height and wave it again." Keigo Atobe let go of his hand and stood behind her.

However, after he finished speaking, Hanahara Ryo didn't obediently swing his racket, but lowered his hands and lowered his head without saying a word. Looking carefully, the long blond hair combed into a high ponytail happened to reveal her ears. But at this moment, those small and round ears were glowing with an unusually obvious blush.

Atobe Keigo didn't think much about it either. In his opinion, there was nothing strange about his actions just now, let alone associating red ears with shyness, so he asked, "What's wrong with your ears? Huh?"

"Ah." Hanahara Liang was startled, suddenly dropped the racket, covered her ears with both hands and squatted down, "It's okay."

"Are you okay?" Atobe Keigo stared suspiciously at her two little hands tightly covering her ears, and took a few steps closer, but unexpectedly, it aroused a strong reaction from her.

I saw her stand up suddenly, and quickly moved away from Keigo Atobe by a few meters, but she still didn't let go of her hands covering her ears, her wide purple eyes were a little panicked, "I'm really fine."

"It's not a gorgeous reaction." Keigo Atobe snorted, and was too lazy to delve into the reason for her sudden abnormality.

After a while, feeling that her ears should have returned to normal and her heartbeat calmed down, Hanahara Liang carefully picked up the racket and started practicing at a place two meters away from Atobe. Of course, after Atobe's personal guidance just now, she Remember the posture clearly.

She didn't want to make another mistake and repeat what happened just now.

My heart can't stand it.

The following practice can be said to have been smooth. After confirming that there was no problem with her swing, Keigo Atobe began to teach her the most basic shots. At first, he threw the ball to her lightly, and then she Then use the racket to hit the ball. The strength and trajectory of the shot are not required. The goal is to get familiar with the feeling of hitting the ball.

But Keigo Atobe never expected that her reaction ability was extremely poor.

She didn't think of swinging until the ball had already landed when she threw it for the first time, and it was the same for the second, third, and ninth time.

In the end, he suppressed the anger that was about to erupt and threw the tenth ball. He thought that if he couldn't hit him again, he should be furious for a while and then leave immediately. In the end, he finally hit...

Seeing this, Atobe Keigo let out a long sigh of relief.

Suddenly I admire the patience of Feng Chotaro and Ninaku Yushi. How did they endure such a serious sports idiot?And look at Ryo Hanahara smiling slightly happy because he finally hit a ball, no matter how cute that smile is, he can't be happy anymore!

Teaching her to play tennis is a torture, a huge torture!

"Come here today, the rest you go back to practice."

"Practice by yourself...?"

"Anyone can do things like throwing the ball, right? Do you want me to accompany you to do such boring exercises and waste my precious time?!" Keigo Atobe was really impatient.

He doesn't have so much time to waste here with her, he can just practice by himself after being instructed on things like batting.

Tennis is such a relatively independent sport, success or failure can only be determined by one's own efforts, but it requires a little more guidance at the beginning.

"I see..." Hanahara Ryo walked to Keigo Atobe, who had already packed up his things and the club manager nodded to indicate that he was about to leave. "Atobe, thank you for teaching me tennis, and you should work hard for the trials next week."

Although it was no surprise for him to become a member of the official selection as a minister, she still wanted to say cheers to him. This was pure encouragement without reason or selfishness.

Atobe Keigo was stunned when he heard the words, and then returned the borrowed racket to the club's service staff before saying to her, "Take care of yourself, don't forget that there are still three weeks."

Well, three more weeks.

A month is actually just the blink of an eye.

After leaving the tennis club, the two left in different directions to the left and right after saying goodbye. Hanahara Ryo calmly looked back at Keigo Atobe's firm and upright back. After getting along for a long time, you will find that he is not what he looks like on the outside. So arrogant and untouchable.

The phrase "Take care of yourself, don't forget there are still three weeks." Can it be regarded as his concern about whether he can become the manager of the tennis department in a month?

Volume 2 ◇045 Fascist rule

The next day was Sunday, and Hanahara Ryo did not make an appointment with anyone in the tennis club to practice tennis, although she knew very well that as long as she asked Hocho Taro, he would definitely agree because of his good-natured personality and his inability to refuse seniors.

But she didn't want to delay Feng Changtaro's preparation for the main selection competition because of herself, so she finally chose to practice at home.

Therefore, Hua Yuantuo became the most innocent victim, and was coerced and lured by his sister to force him to throw the ball and pick it up, so as to meet her conditions for practicing hitting.

Hanahara Takuya wants to cry but has no tears.

My sister's sports idiot physique is well known. In the past, as long as there were extracurricular activities related to sports in the school in Osaka, the class would always ignore her as a transparent person, because she was born with a petite body and cuteness. The baby face looks like it has nothing to do with sports.

And now she learns tennis for Atobe Keigo on a whim, not only torturing herself, but also torturing others.

Hanahara Taku is the biggest victim.The most important thing is... he was persecuted and could not resist.

Fascist rule.

Taku Hanahara, who had endured the whole day on Sunday, finally couldn't bear it anymore. Early on Monday morning, he abandoned the morning practice of the basketball club and ran to the tennis club, asking for Keigo Atobe by name.

Unfortunately, he met Yushi Ninzu who had met once before. Under the enthusiastic guidance of Ninzu, Taku Hanahara successfully found Keigo Atobe.

To be honest, he inquired about many things about Keigo Atobe before this, and the girls in the class even selflessly donated their collection of Keigo Atobe’s photos for him to look at. Of course, I don’t know how to get them. up.

In the photo, he is already a perfect emperor with unique elegance, magnificence, and beauty, but when he saw the real person, Hanahara Taku was still shocked by the inherently powerful aura of the blond boy in front of him.

He even wondered if he was a girl, would he fall into it like his sister?It's a pity that he is a boy and has no love for women.

To get back to the topic, as soon as he saw Keigo Atobe, he instantly understood why his sister was persistent, but there must be a limit to persistence, and forcing yourself to learn something that you are not good at is not persistence but a fool.

"Huh? Are you Hanahara's younger brother?"

"Yes, but I came to you with something very important to say."

"what's up?"

"Actually, my sister is a sports idiot. No matter how hard she tries, she won't be able to catch your serve in a month..."

"My uncle already knows..." Since I personally taught her tennis for an afternoon last time, I have thoroughly experienced the difficulty of teaching a sports idiot. It is a challenge that absolutely requires strong patience.

"You know? Then why..."

"This condition was agreed to by her herself, and my uncle also prevented it.