The King of the Net's Trace Department Jingyan

Jing Yan and Qie Yuanxiang cuddled together for a while, and then the phone call from Amebu came.

"Jing Yan, have you gone home yet?"

"Hey, take good care of yourself, I may not be able to get away to see you these days."

Jing Yan hung up the phone inexplicably, he vaguely felt that something was going to happen, but it was just a thought, and he quickly put it behind him.

The legendary graduation festival is coming soon, Lihai University is filled with a lively atmosphere, the sadness of parting is not as strong as imagined, probably because most people will eventually be directly promoted to Lihai University High school.

The graduation festival will last for two days. On the first day, there will be a thrift market where junior and senior juniors who are about to graduate sell unwanted items. There will be a graduation party show and a fireworks display.

Jing Yan and Qieyuan arrived at the main venue of the second-hand goods market - Boulevard early.The boulevard is a promenade full of plane trees behind the teaching area of ​​Lihai University.Because the tennis department also has a booth, the two of them were sent to make the initial positioning. Their main business is to sell drinks. There will be a lot of people coming to the Lihai University Graduation Festival, so it is inevitable that drinks are a must.

"Let's put that outside the tent." Jing Yan pointed to the foam board printed with photos of all tennis club members.

"Huh?" Kirihara picked up the foam board in doubt: "Why? It's easy to break if you put it outside."

"The photos are for everyone to see, so of course they should be placed outside." Jing Yan opened his mouth expressionlessly and said nonsense.

"Yes." Kirihara obediently placed the foam board outside the tent, which was very obvious.

After they played for a while, people from the tennis club came one after another.

At 9:00, the graduation festival officially began, and tourists began to let in outside the school gate.

And the "SPORTS Beverages" store in the Tennis Department fell into a kind of chaos from the very beginning.

"Why are there so many people..." Marui looked helplessly at the crowd who had already lined up to buy.

"Here is a glass of orange juice!"

"I want a cup of mocha~"

Sanada pressed his hat when he heard these voices, and his dark face gradually became hot and red because of being busy.

"That way, you might be able to get first." Yukimura looked at the grand occasion in the booth and leaned against the door with a smile: "The reward for No.1 is very rich."

Each club will have its own sales booth, and half of the operating profit will be handed over to the club management department, and the top three clubs in the final turnover will receive different rewards. The final award is also a highlight of the graduation ceremony point.

"Why didn't the minister set up a stall to sell things?" Qieyuan asked the doubts in his heart when he was free.

"I have given away all my things, and there is nothing to sell." Surviving looked at the crowd outside and smiled, "Where is Jing Yan?" Certainly not something that a fool like Kirihara could do alone.

"It is said that something happened." Kirihara scratched his hair.

And where did Jing Yan go? It has to go back to the phone call he received from his father an hour ago:

Jing Yan was setting the cups but didn't want the phone to ring.

"Go home right away!" The deep and stern voice came from my father.

"I still have something to do here." Hearing the order, Jing Yan lowered his voice with some displeasure.

"Your promise, maybe it should come into effect now! The child of the Qiyuan family..." The man didn't finish the second half of his sentence, and hung up the phone.

But Jing Yan frowned tightly, knowing that.He originally thought that his father's attitude towards him should be indifferent, but now... Hearing the tone on the phone, it seemed a little different.

He suddenly thought of yesterday's phone call from the Ministry of Justice, that tone...

Telling Qieyuan in a hurry, Jing Yan took off his apron and left in a hurry.

When he walked to the door, he didn't expect that Atobe's car was already parked outside the school gate.

"Master Atobe, you are here." Seeing him coming out, the butler saluted and opened the car door.

Jing Yan's eyes darkened, and he got into the car.

From Kanagawa to Tokyo, the journey seemed to be extremely long under the silence. Jing Yan's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he kept thinking about various possibilities in his mind.

They finally arrived at the Atobe Mansion near lunchtime.

After getting off the car, Jingyan felt that the Atobe mansion was not peaceful. The guard at the gate was not on his post at this time, and he hurried towards the mansion.

As soon as he entered the room, Jing Yan discovered that the usually sparsely populated living room was full of people, including the guards at the door.As soon as the maid saw Jing Yan coming in, she walked over happily.

"Master Atobe, master has been waiting for you in the study for a long time."

"it is good."

Jing Yan went upstairs and walked towards the study.

"Father."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The man turned his back to the study door and looked out the window, his faint voice came from behind the desk.

"You know the distance from Kanagawa to Tokyo." Jing Yan said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Hehe, I didn't know that you are so uneducated!" The man turned around with a sneer, and looked directly at Jing Yan with deep eyes.

"Father certainly doesn't know how uneducated my abandoned son is." Jing Yan's light eyes swept across the man and then fixed on the photo frame by the window.

The man was taken aback when he heard this, his face was a little ugly.

"It seems that there is no need to say more." His tone was blunt: "Your promise. If you want to be with the Kirihara family boy, then leave Japan immediately! Otherwise..." The threat was not concealed.

"Father didn't know that I like Qieyuan from the first day." Jing Yan said slowly, "Why does he want me to leave now..."

Before the man could speak, he continued, "Is it because of my brother?"

"Or grandfather?" His eyes suddenly became sharp, and he stared straight at the man.

The author has something to say: I am very sorry, it has been stopped for so many days, I am really very sorry.

The class will start tomorrow. In the future, the update may maintain an average of one update every two days. Because there may be too many things to guarantee when there are too many things in the daily update, so it will be updated the next day.I hope everyone will forgive me.

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