[Net King] Gently kill the crane

Si Li's army took her into the army.

"Since you hate Atobe so much, why did you join the support group? There is obviously an easier way to live a stable life."

Hualun's innocent voice is just like her own appearance, soft and waxy, so gentle that it makes one's heart tickle.At this time, it sounded a little more ruthless.This unexpected counterattack made Miyoshi Tsurumi speechless and unable to move for a moment.

"Even if you have to join for fear of being excluded, there is no need to do this."

Hanawa naively pointed at the exquisite badge shining on Miyoshi Tsurumi's chest, "The key members of the Atobe support team actually hate Atobe to death. Hey, if I didn't know Tsurumi from the beginning, I would really put Tsuru See as a dual personality patient."

Holding the embarrassing badge, Miyoshi Tsurumi groaned in pain, "Please...don't mention this, okay?

That's right, in the past few months, she not only shamelessly joined the Atobe support group, but also became one of the important review team representatives of the Atobe support group in a very short period of time.

Where there are girls, there are disputes. Even Miyoshi Tsurumi, who is a woman, has to admit that this is the truth.The Atobe support group is full of girls, girls who are still in love with the same boy. It is destined to be a place full of open and secret struggles and turbulent undercurrents.During this period, factional disputes and balance of forces are as wonderful as a modern "Da Ao".

No, Miyoshi Tsurumi sincerely thinks that the neighboring country palace fighting drama "Golden Branch Desire" she has recently been obsessed with will be more vivid in comparison.

[In such a complex struggle situation and a huge number of support groups, it takes a lot of ability and scheming to fight a bloody path and climb to the throne of the backbone.Miyoshi Tsurumi is really someone who cannot be underestimated. 】

No matter who it is, it will be easy to think so.

Thinking of this, Miyoshi Tsurumi will deeply feel the pain of being shot in the knee.

"It's not my fault. By the time I realize it, I've already... been elected as the backbone..."

Perhaps the performance of Atobe's lack of intentions is too real, and those girls who are bound by group rules to barely live in harmony generally lack hostility towards Miyoshi Tsurumi.

The first election of representatives of the review team, in the fierce competition among various factions, representatives of several parties grabbed each other's collars at the meeting and started a fight on the spot. At the critical moment when the list of the last members of the review team was delayed, she, who was recognized as harmless, unexpectedly Inexplicable was launched as cannon fodder to represent the balance of all forces.

"Nice, you should understand me..." Miyoshi Tsurumi looked at her sadly, "Think about how I have to endure the desire to complain every week to write the first sentence for the support group magazine, racking my brains to use various A flashy adjective, a high praise for those "admirable spirits in Keigo Atobe" that I firmly believe never existed. Don't you think the price I paid is quite painful?"

"In my opinion, Tsurumi, you just got cheap and act good." Hanawa Naive, who has long been regarded as a trash can of bad emotions by Miyoshi Tsurumi, seems to be determined to carry out her cruelty to the end this time, and hit her mercilessly to the end.

Ah, indeed.

In front of her close friends, Miyoshi Tsurumi never denied that she took the initiative to join the support group, not only to avoid the possibility of being excluded, but also for the obvious benefits of the support group-participating in various leisure activities organized by the wealthy Atobe Entertainment resort style activities.

Just like, now...

As the only representative of the grassroots review team who has no followers of his own, Miyoshi Tsurumi has always been the unlucky reminder that the head of the team entrusted him with various writing tasks.

In line with the four-character golden principle of "being a low-key person", Miyoshi Tsurumi never refuses such insignificant matters that can be tolerated and passed.

Holding placards for Mr. Atobe is also a kind of writing work.

Standing in a bad location where you can hardly see the stadium, holding up a cheering sign that is so big that it covers the whole person, such a thankless chore is almost no one in the cheering team is willing to do.

As a key member, it is only natural to take the lead and set an example to take on such an errand—at least in the mouth of the head of the group.

So at this moment, Miyoshi Tsurumi is honestly holding up this huge support card, standing behind the dense crowd of people, cheering for the "sir" Keigo Atobe who can't see anyone at all.

Be patient for a while, and then you can go to the banquet hall to eat lunch carefully prepared by the Atobe chef.

Although the support group with a large number of people is just a buffet for self-use, it is not the same as the big meal for the main players in the tennis club, but considering the extravagant spirit of Mr. , Even if it is a buffet, we will never treat everyone badly.

Miyoshi Tsurumi lowered his head and stared intently at the black marble under his feet. The textures caused by millions of years of geological activities are intertwined in black and white, forming a psychedelic and wonderful picture.

Delicate and smooth.

The best beef is like this marble, with a delicate natural texture, which is the proof that the proportion of fat and muscle is just right.

I don't know if there will be premium beef for today's lunch.

She couldn't help but let out a long sigh in her heart.

There may be a big meal for the ice emperor's main election, but there will be no buffet for the support team anyway.

It's a pity that Miyoshi Tsurumi has lived for more than ten years and has never eaten authentic Matsusaka beef.

"The support card is held too low!"

There was a sudden shock.

Too much indulging in beef fantasies, the arms that were originally raised up have unknowingly bent and drooped.She subconsciously agreed and stretched her arms upwards.

Um?and many more……

There seems to be something wrong.

Turning his head quickly, he met a familiar face that didn't deserve a beating.

My childhood sweetheart who was studying in the next class was smiling narrowly.

"Hey, hey, Tsurumi, what are you holding up?" He smirked, and read out the huge Chinese characters on it word by word, "Ji-bu-ming."

"With such bright red characters, Tsuru sees your heart is really moving." With such a heart-pounding evaluation.

Resisting the urge to hit that needy head with a support card, Miyoshi Tsurumi gritted his teeth and squeezed out a low "bah" from between his teeth.

The smile on the childhood sweetheart Jun's face became more carefree, but after two seconds, the flat smile successfully froze on his face.

Miyoshi Tsurumi put the huge support card on his shoulder.

"Don't move!" Resolutely stopped his attempt to break free, Tsurumi said impassionedly, "This is an important support card that carries the deep admiration and affection of countless girls in our Adobe support team. There must be no mistakes."

Taking advantage of the moment when her childhood sweetheart was in a daze, she took advantage of the situation and pushed the bracket supporting the support card firmly into his arms, "There is a support card for people, and you must not be injured if you lose the support card. This support card expresses not only Not only our thoughts, but also the representative of the perfect image of Mr. Keigo Atobe."

Before she finished speaking, she clearly saw her childhood sweetheart trying to throw "Keigo Atobe's face" on the ground and make up for her sins.

"I will record what you just did and send it to your minister, dear Mr. Liang."

Holding up the mobile phone with a built-in powerful camera, Miyoshi Tsurumi turned his head and smiled brightly, revealing a row of small white teeth shining with a healthy luster.

3 respective wars

Chapter [-] Acorns and Bobcats

Shishido Ryo.

A first-year student in Group B of Ice Emperor Academy, one of the regular members of the Tennis Club.

The above is the official identity of Shishido Ryo in the eyes of the Atobe Support Group.

However, for Miyoshi Tsurumi, the above information should be corrected as follows:

Shishido Ryo.

A childhood sweetheart with a poisonous tongue who is easy to pull with pigtails.

"What childhood sweetheart!"

Swinging that easy-to-tear braid, the young man slammed his fork in annoyance, "It's a shame!"

"Is it enough?" Childhood friend Ryo Shindo angrily forked a large piece of beef from his own plate and put it on the buffet plate held by Miyoshi Tsurumi devoutly.

"Oh, this size is fine! You are growing up, so remember to eat more~"

Examining the size of the beef on the plate, Miyoshi Tsuru encouraged his childhood sweetheart to not be polite when taking advantage of Keigo Atobe.He completely ignored his despicable act of using the video as a threat to snatch the lunch of the tennis club.

"Such a beautiful snowflake texture, it must be Matsusaka beef." After sniffing the aroma on the plate, Miyoshi Tsurumi nodded in satisfaction.Her childhood sweetheart who had known her for many years was hiding in a corner outside the restaurant, and she finally didn't have to hide her true nature and kept a so-called low profile.

"No matter what kind of beef is made into a steak, there is only one piece of brown!" After all, he could not harden his heart against the girl who grew up with him. Facing his childhood sweetheart with a sly smile, Shishido Ryo who had suffered a big loss could only complain resentfully. Two sentences, to vent the hatred in my heart.

"Liang, you are already a grown man, don't worry about it like a child, go back and eat!"

Miyoshi Tsurumi shrugged and walked towards the cafeteria with a beef plate in his hand.What wonderful expression was on the face of her childhood sweetheart who was left behind, and she could clearly imagine it without turning her head.

The restless bangs on the side of the face are shaking angrily at the moment.

Cockroach tentacles.

Since childhood, Miyoshi Tsurumi has always laughed at Shindo Ryo's hairstyle that he thought was cool.Although the young man with strong self-esteem is always jumping three feet high because of his blue veins, he never wants to trim his hair that is too long.

"Our private elementary school does not restrict students' hairstyles."

At that time, he would always harden his mouth and laugh at Miyoshi Tsurumi who was forced by the school to cut his hair short.

"What's so great about being private, isn't it because your father teaches in the Bingdi Childhood House?"