Color painting collection and a certain strongest

The Tennis Youth Friendship Match has officially started. With one win and one loss in the two games in the morning, the third game is quite important.

And the players in the third singles match are:

Moth Orchid Hall vs. Bobby Marks.

Qingxue’s three little ones in the stands:

"That's great, you are the strongest night moth senior!"

"The third game is guaranteed!"

Hidden in the crowd, Noctua Zhengdao took out his mobile phone: "Hello?"

What was said on the other side, Ye Mo Zhengdao frowned: "I see, I will arrive at the airport in the afternoon."

When he hung up the phone, the panda looked up and asked, "Can't we stay and watch my brother's game this afternoon?"

"Sorry, Panda." Ye Mo Zhengdao's face became more serious because of his bad mood: "I have a task in the afternoon, so I can't watch Lan Tang's game with you."

The panda's ears drooped.

The three sitting in the most conspicuous front row seats:

"Oh, Lan Tang's game is next, I'm about to fall asleep."

"Enlightenment, although this kind of competition is really boring, you can't disrespect other contestants."

"Huh? Jay, do you have a problem with justice?"

"......" There was another quarrel.

............

Takeshi Momoshiro was holding a tray of hamburgers, and Kaidou Kaoru and Qing Xue, who were also carrying food, turned their heads back and forth, looking for people from the same school everywhere.

"Ah," Takeshi Momoshi pointed at the young man with black long wavy hair walking with a group of people wearing strange black clothes, "Isn't this Senior Night Moth, hello! Senior Night Moth !"

The corners of Kaitang Xun's eyes twitched: "You bastard, don't wave like a fool at such a close distance!"

Lan Tang, who was chatting with Wujo Wu, Xia Youjie and Nitro, stopped in his tracks, but for a moment, he nodded to Takeshi Momoshiro and left chatting and laughing with the people around him.

Takeshi Taocheng saw clearly the faint smile in the golden-green eyes of Lantang, who was always indifferent, when he was with those strangely dressed people, and he was a little envious: "Senior Noctuctus can also You're laughing...but you're so indifferent to us, Senior Night Moth."

Kaitang Kaoru snorted coldly: "Hmph, he just doesn't want to have anything to do with you idiot."

"What did you say?!"

"I said you are stupid!"

the other side.

Gojo Satoru hung on Lantang's body and asked lazily, "Lantang, do you know the person who just greeted you?"

Lan Tang has a very good memory, so he still remembers: "It should be from Qingxue, what's wrong?"

"Hmph, hum." The white-haired young man tightened his arms around Lan Tang's shoulders, and jumped onto Lan Tang's body.

Pausing skillfully, Wujo Wuneng jumped steadily onto Lantang on his back, holding the two trays and remained motionless: "?"

"It's nothing~" Gojo Satoru lay on Lan Tang's body with his back arched, his two long legs encircled Lan Tang's waist, he narrowed his eyes happily, and closed his long snow-colored eyelashes like butterfly wings, covering his eyes. Eyes like blue crystals, and an unconscious possessive desire deep in his eyes.

Lan Tang was puzzled for a moment and then relieved.

With this tone, at least Wu was very happy.

Although I don't know the reason, it should be related to Qingxue.

Then it's not a big deal.

Calmly listening to two people whose combined mental age is no more than six years old began to quarrel in their ears about "should they walk by themselves?" Gentleman Lantang, who has never had such a friendship-like bond, did not ignore the family's nitrate : "Do they fight often?"

Jia Ruozi nodded fiercely, just trying to let a reliable person take care of it.

Lan Tang sighed a little: "The relationship between them is really good."

Gojo Satoru who heard it: "...vomit!"

Xia Youjie who heard it said, "...vomit!"

Jia Ruozi's expression was speechless for a moment: "......Ah, isn't it?"

...........

However, Lantang didn't take what happened just now, but Takeshi Momoshiro still cared a little bit.

"Their auras are similar." Taocheng watched Lan Tang chatting with three people in strange school uniforms, took a big bite of a hamburger and said vaguely: "That kind of feeling that you are not in the same world as others... …”

"Hmm, and the clothes are also very strange. Is it the uniform of which school?" Eiji Kikumaru nodded solemnly while eating French fries, then pointed to the night moth hiding behind the stone pillar in the hall and said: "That muscular uncle holding a panda doll also Wearing the same clothes as the friends of Senior Night Moth, meow."

"Hey? Where is it?" Takeshi Momoshiro stretched out his head and looked around.

"I didn't see it."

"That's right, Eiji, are you reading it wrong?"

"Huh? It was still there just now."

Night Moth walked quickly away from the people his son might know.

It wasn't that he didn't want to find his son, but that the little bastard Wujo Wu took all his students to eat with Lan Tang. What if he took the panda with him and exposed the magic world.

and many more.

Noctua stopped on the right path.

Night Moth walked quickly towards Lan Tang and the others on the right path.

His head must have been confused by Wujo Wuqi, if he wasn't with those two problem children who often go offline, he would have exposed the magic world.

"Panda, let's go find your brother, so that Wu and Jie don't accidentally reveal anything about the magic world."

"what?"

The panda scratched its head: "But, can't I still see my brother?"

"........."

Ye Mo Zhengdao stopped again, and looked at the panda in his arms.

Failed.

..........

Under the eyes of everyone, the singles match began.

The announcer was full of enthusiasm: "I kept everyone waiting, now the third singles match begins!"

"Kanto Youth Selection Team - Night Moth Orchid Hall!"

The tall young man was wearing fluffy earmuffs out of season, and a strand of long black wavy hair hung down to his chest, slightly covering his beautiful golden-green eyes. Even if he was expressionless, he could look elegant and cold Lan Tang, who could see a sense of melancholy in his appearance, was stunned by the American team who had listened to gossip at noon.

Of course, everyone who heard the rumors and regarded Lan Tang as a pervert was stunned.

Amid the deafening sound, they couldn't believe it.

Ye Molantang turned out to be such a beautiful young man?

This, this, this does not match the rumors!

The broadcaster was still dutifully broadcasting: "He is playing against the American West Coast Youth Selection Team—Bobby Marks!"

A tall and strong figure who looked like a stone monster came from the US team, waving three rackets in one hand.

The cheers died down in an instant.

Keigo Atobe of the same team tapped the mole at the corner of his eye: "It seems that the opponent is also a powerful player. The result of this game has already come out, right, Shinozu."

"Strength versus strength," Yushi Ninzu, who had just returned from a doubles match, wiped his sweat, "That's why we're sure to win."

Genichiro Sanada stared at him sternly: "Don't be too lax!"

Yukimura Seiichi smiled slightly.

in the stands.

Gan Zhenzhi pushed his glasses: "The probability that the opponent is a powerful type is 100%, and the probability of Yemo Lantang winning is 100%."

Takeshi Momoshiro raised his hand excitedly: "Go up, Senior Moth! Use the force you used to break the bed board when you were sleepwalking!"

"idiot."

"You viper! What are you talking about!"

On the tennis court, the tall, blond Bobby Marks and the slender, dark-haired Lan Tang stood facing each other.

On the clear big screen, it is like the familiar classic fairy tale-"Beauty and the Beast".

Bobby thought of what his teammates said before playing: "I went to inquire about it. The Japanese player seems to be one of the strongest tennis players. He is a powerful player just like you. You have to be careful."

"Ha!" Bobby looked at the person in front of him disdainfully.

It's just a little boy with a waist no thicker than his arm, and he even plays power tennis.

And this kind of indifferent eyes looking at ants......

The giant bent down: "HeypixyIwillgotobeatyoufiat."

(Hey, little guy, I'm going to teach you a lesson.)

Lan Tang glanced at the opposite side indifferently, his golden green eyes were calm and unwavering.

Game start.

In the sound of discussion in the audience.

In the loud cheering sound.

The yellow and white fluffy ball was thrown high.

With the sound of the cracking of the cement board, the entire venue was silent.

The strength and weakness were reversed in an instant, and some of the people in the quiet stands had expressions of horror and some expressions of astonishment, just like a frozen black and white silent film.

After a while, the referee's trembling voice sounded: "Ye Mo Lan Tang, this ball is out of bounds."

.........

Lan Tang easily walked back with the racket, and Bobby behind him was so tired that he fell to the ground and was picked up by the medical staff.

At this moment, Lan Tang was no longer a beauty in the eyes of the audience.

Lan Tang became a black-haired evil spirit on the field!

After the game, Lan Tang, who left early after the game, came to the back door of the venue according to Wutiao Wutiao's text message, and saw You Xunran, who had taken a sportswear from someone who didn't know where, was swinging a tennis racket at him on the tennis court at the back door.

Lan Tang suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Lantang, let's play another game of tennis later!"

The premonition came true.

"Why, suddenly want to play tennis?!" Thinking of Gojo Satoru's 'bad habit' when playing tennis, Lan Tang tried to find out the reason and then refused.

Gojo Satoru said: "There's no other way, Jie said he doesn't believe I can beat Lantang, so I'll prove it to him."

Lan Tang: "!!!"

Lan Tang turned his head to look at Xia Youjie, and the black-haired fox showed a foolish look: "Yes, I want to see it."

Several people came from a distance, Lan Tang glanced at it: Good guy, I don’t know why people who didn’t compete came here, even the American team.

But he can only decide the outcome with one goal. Seeing that the players after the game seem to gather here intentionally or unintentionally, Lan Tang said in a low voice:

"Wu, I'm going to play tennis well this time..."

"Oh, the waistband of this trousers is so tight." The beautiful young man with white hair and blue eyes showed an innocent expression on his pure baby face, and then——

"Enlightenment——!!!" Lan Tang stretched out his hand subconsciously, and before he could say 'stop', the naughty cat on the opposite side snapped his own waistband with a 'snap'.

"......" Lan Tang was too late to stop.

"..." The boys from the tennis club ran over worriedly after receiving a mysterious text message.

"......" Several American tennis teenagers were caught off guard and froze in place.

Gojo Satoru opened his big eyes and looked at Lantang innocently.

What kind of bad intentions can five cats and cats have?

It's just that the pants are too tight, and it's all the pants' fault.

Keigo Atobe, who came out to watch the fun, covered his face: "It's really not gorgeous. I knew that he shouldn't be allowed to play in the game against Shitianbaoji in the national competition before."

Well now, the essence of funny tennis has been learned, and the only victim is the night moth Lantang.

Oh, and Ice Emperor's face.

The altar in Qingxue's heart shattered: "This, this is, one of the three strongest players in junior high school tennis???"

........

Even though his heart broke down and screamed, Lan Tang still maintained his demeanor firmly, but his eyes were straight and his face was slightly distorted.

However, he soon lost his expression.

"Enlightenment!!!" Lan Tang was about to go crazy, the elegant Frenchman refused his best friend to make a fool of himself in front of outsiders: "Put up my pants!"

In the past, when Lan Tang was in a frenzy, Mao Mao Wu would still reluctantly listen to the advice of the 'shit shovel officer'.

Because he knows the other party too well, whenever Gojo Satoru wants to say something violent, Lantang will precisely gag with sweets, stop him with a disapproving look, and use other things to divert Gojo Satoru's attention.

Even if the five cats are eager to try to make something bad, the shit shovel officer can see what the other party wants to do at a glance, and then use the iron fist of love to stop it temporarily, move the location to a non-public place, or allow the cat to do whatever it wants at home .

Anyway, there are tool people to clean up afterwards, and Lantang is not short of money.

Even if he has excess energy, Lan Tang can accompany him to find the curse spirit to vent his anger. Even if Gojo Gou is promoted to the special level, there are not many curses to be his opponents. A few super-level spell spirits or a few low-level spell spirits with strange abilities are collected as collections, which can be released to let him exercise his muscles and bones.

If it doesn't work, Lan Tang can fight Wutiao Wu by himself, heal the wound and wash it for nothing, and he will be a clean and well-behaved Wutiao cat again.

In short, as a young boy who grew up with Gojo Satoru, Lan Tang is already a mature excrement shoveler.

This is also the reason why Noctua Motha thought Gojo Satoru was a good kid at the beginning, although this impression was broken by the vicious Wutiao Maomao after school started.However, Gojo Satoru is no longer the former Gojo Satoru, he has evolved under the leadership of his highly specialized canine friends!

In addition, some things were not settled in time because Lantang went to participate in the youth training camp, so after Wujo · Elementary School Student · Wu Tiao took revenge on a bunch of 'culprits' about that incident, he has been secretly poking around. By the way, interest is added to the book, just waiting for Lan Tang to come back from the training camp to make trouble.

Facts have proved that when a cat insists on making trouble, no matter how good a shit shoveler is, it can't stop it.

Lan Tang stared nervously at Wutiao Wu's waistband whose elastic was torn off.

Seeing the waistband of the sweatpants dangerously crumbling in front of his eyes, about to fall off in unknown jumps and runs, seeing Gojo Satoru jumping around without any scruples, Lan Tang couldn't move away from himself. Sight.

Enlightenment!You have learned badly!

At this moment, Lan Tang missed Wujo Wu before he entered the Conjuration College.

Although I will still do this kind of thing, at least I will pay attention to the occasion!

Tennis teenagers from the United States: "......"

Ah, so this is the truth about the crotch-staring maniac?

The French, who don't care about this aspect, are forced to such an extent.

It is indeed the most unlimited country in private.

Japanese.

Amazing!

..........

Hu Lai's game ended after Gojo Satoru jumped up and smashed.

The tennis ball fell behind Lantang with a 'snap'.

Needle drop could be heard all around, Lan Tang was holding Wu Wu's trousers, his arms were so strong that he directly pressed down the net that separated them.

Under the half-lifted trousers was another pair—exactly the same trousers.

"........"

Lan Tang's face was as dark as ink.

However, the most important thing for a good troublemaker is to be able to read people's faces, even the black faces in front of them, and Gojo Satoru fits perfectly.

"Wow! Lan Tang is lecherous, even if he stares at his cock, he even stretches out his hand!"

'Crack! '

Lan Tang forcibly pinched a crack in the solid wood handle.

Lan Tang has not been so angry for a long, long, long time.

Crow-black long hair danced wildly, and the shadow on Lan Tang's face was like a distorted ghost's face.

At this moment, Lan Tang was like a demon god descending.

"Five-points-enlightenment!!!"

Everyone couldn't help but retreated to the distance to watch from a distance. Bobby Marks, who was psychologically shadowed by Lantang's tennis ball, broke into a cold sweat with trepidation, and the face of the strong man like a stone monster turned pale.

The black demon on the field has evolved into a black-haired devil!

Two figures, one black and one white, one in front and one behind, chased and fled.

Jia Ruozi looked at Xia Youjie: "Do you want to play like this?"

"......" Xia Youjie smiled: "No, I just said that I am not a person without integrity."

So you encouraged Satoru to play tennis with Night Moth to decide the outcome?

Jia Ruozi took a look at this black belly, and said sincerely: "I think Ye Mosang will definitely beat you up if he finds out."

"Will not,"

"After all, Enlightenment was eager to try, I just gave him an excuse."

Although I don't know what kind of conflict they had that made Gojo Satoru stay up all night, but in the end he was the one watching the fun.

Xia Youjie smiled and narrowed his eyes, like a fox watching a cat doing something stupid.

But what's wrong with cats?

It's just that I want to add an unforgettable black history to the shit shovel officer who has done wrong things.

Lan Tang, who came home at night, was exhausted.

Is it his delusion?

Feeling very restless today.

The author has something to say: Lan Tang: If I really become the devil king, then I must be in charge of 'Rage'.

The only happy thing today is that the notoriety of the crotch staring madman has been cleared in a small area~

Today, I would also like to thank the beneficiary fathers for their overlord tickets! ! !

By the way, is there any white liquid at the end of the month?

.感谢在2021-01-2817:00:47~2021-01-3021:02:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Coal Maomao, Yuexia Qingwu 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：鹿白术30瓶；月下青梧10瓶；Coisíní、兮君5瓶；晴栀风轻3瓶；正在编辑中请稍后……1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!