[Comprehensive] Is the heroine still pretending to be good today?

Zhong Ye hung up the phone, and after briefly registering at the guard, he walked slowly into this quaint school with a strong academic style.

This was the first time he entered the school, and the boys and girls walking towards him were all dressed in simple and neat uniforms, and they were full of youthful atmosphere.Zhong Ye, who was dressed in punk, walked among them, suddenly looking extremely abrupt, like the crane among the chickens, and everyone passing by had to stop their eyes on him for a few seconds.

Under the reminder of Hotaru Akutagawa, and with his good sense of direction, he arrived at the tennis court of Likai University in less than 10 minutes.

A circle of young girls stood outside the strong barbed wire. They stared at the main candidates in the middle field with blushing faces, and covered their mouths with their hands, for fear that a scream would leak from their throats and attract the death gaze of Genichiro Sanada.

Hotaru Akutagawa looked at the message from Nakaya on Line.

Chuya: I'm here.

The girl pursed two small pear dimples at the corners of her mouth, and trot out of the tennis court with a bright smile.With just one glance, she saw the handsome young man standing not far away.The petite body flew into Nakaya's arms like a pigeon returning to its nest, Akutagawa Hotaru raised her head and stared at him with burning eyes, "I miss you so much."

Hearing the girl act coquettishly naturally, Chuya rubbed her little head with a smile.He lowered his head slightly, and breathed out the warm breath ambiguously on the girl's small and delicate earlobe, "Me too."

This action instantly burned the girl's face red, and the blood gradually spread downward.She bit her thin lips lightly, her eyes were sparkling with water, like the sparkling light on the surface of a clear lake.She stretched out her hand and unceremoniously pushed the orange-haired boy who was sending hormones to her away.

"Don't turn on the screen."

Zhong also took a step back, looking down at the shy girl in front of him, his heart trembled.He rolled his Adam's apple unconsciously, lowered the hat on his head, and let out a low, hoarse laugh.

Ci Lang, who walked out of the tennis court with his sister, saw this scene in his eyes.He ground his teeth, gritted his teeth and murmured, "You little dwarf, see if I don't blow you up!"

Then he took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.A young man with curly hair walked towards them quickly, and inserted/inserted between them regardless, like an oversized light bulb.

Chuya suddenly remembered his duel with him at this time, the orange-haired boy held his forehead helplessly, "Brother, how do you want to compare?"

The young man said "Brother" hoarsely, and immediately set Ci Lang on fire.With his hands on his hips, he said with a look of disgust, "Don't call me brother. And we're playing tennis!"

For Cilang's refusal to call him brother, Chuuya is not disappointed, on the contrary he is relieved, he really can't get used to it now.

Then, he moved the tips of his ears and asked hesitantly, "Tennis?"

"Yes." Cilang smiled provocatively, "You must be afraid, right? If you lose to me, then hurry up and leave Xiaoying."

"Hey, Jiro, don't go too far." Akutagawa Hotaru patted his curly hair with a palm, with anger in her voice, "I don't agree."

Zhong also met Cilang's confident phoenix eyes, and a faint light flashed in the blue pupils, "If I win, will you not stop us from now on?"

Being asked such a question, Ci Lang clenched his hands tightly into fists, he raised his head, his eyes were heavy, "Yes."

He didn't believe that he would lose to the little man in front of him.

Zhong also raised his chin, with a vigorous smile on the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I promise you."

Hotaru Akutagawa saw these two people ignore her directly and decided to fight, and suddenly her face puffed up with anger.She stretched out her hand, viciously pinched the flesh around Chuya's waist, twisted it, and couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Can you play tennis?"

"will not."

When Hotaru Akutagawa heard this, her eyes widened, and she almost gave up on the spot, "You won't agree?!"

Zhong patted her little head without paying much attention, "Don't worry."

Akutagawa Hotaru gritted her teeth and slandered silently, why do you make me feel at ease like this?Forget it, if the time comes, I will also lose, so I will renege on the debt, and I will not break up anyway.

Jiro took out his tennis racket from his backpack, and put on his lucky bracelet on his wrist.He suddenly thought of something, turned his head and asked Chuya, "Do you have a tennis racket?"

Zhong also scratched his cheek in embarrassment, how could he bring such a thing when he went out.

"No."

After thinking for a moment, Cilang threw his spare racket to Chuya, and walked towards the tennis court energetically.

At this moment, he was not sleepy at all, but extremely excited.

The orange-haired boy took the flying racket and held it uncomfortably.Chu also knew nothing about tennis, let alone the rules of the game.

Seeing that Hotaru Akutagawa couldn't persuade him, she had to quickly explain the rules to him.

"Just hit it back, right?" Chuya raised his eyebrows and quickly grasped the core.

"Don't cross the line." The girl stretched out her fingers and pointed at a few white lines on the ground, reminding her.

Chuya took off the hat on his head and put it on Akutagawa Hotaru's little head, there was no tension in the duel in his voice, "Look, I'll finish it soon, and then I'll take you to dinner."

After saying this, he walked slowly to the field opposite Ci Lang.The orange-haired boy raised his lips and smiled flamboyantly, his azure blue pupils were filled with bright light, "Shall we start now?"

Cirou stared at him blankly, even though he knew that his opponent was a pure rookie who had never played tennis, he would not let it go this time.

After a whistle, the game began.

Hotaru Akutagawa stood beside Atobe, his mind was in a mess, and he suddenly didn't dare to watch the game.She covered her eyes with her hands, and whispered to Atobe, "Whoever wins, let me know."

Atobe raised his eyebrows, tapped the tear mole under his eyes, and said in a gorgeous and magnetic voice, "Chuya-kun doesn't know how to play tennis."

"Yes." The girl complained with a puffy face, "But, how did you find out, Atobe?"

"Wrong grip position."

Akutagawa Hotaru suddenly realized that she just forgot to correct his posture.Thinking of this, the girl suddenly froze.

Forget it, you probably can't win anyway, skip it.

On the field, Cilang kept a cold face, and directly showed his state during the competition.

The yellow-green tennis ball broke through the air and rushed towards Zhongye like a small cannonball.

Good dynamic vision made it easy for Nakaya to see through the trajectory of the small ball. He jumped up lightly and swung the racket strangely.Before the tennis ball landed, he caught it.

At a certain moment, this high-speed moving ball suddenly stopped in front of his racket.A red light loomed on its furry surface, and Zhongye waved forward casually.

The tennis ball flew to the opposite court at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye. "Bang", there was a muffled sound, and a small hole suddenly appeared on the ground.

The tennis ball sank deep into the pit like this.

In the huge tennis court, there was no sound.Akutagawa Hotaru blinked, she seriously suspected that she was hallucinating.

Otherwise, how could you see Zhong also beating Cilang?is that a lie?

The author has something to say: ooc belongs to me.

Cuckoo cluck cluck cluck.

Still here I ask everyone to pay attention to the new article that is being updated daily in the column, "N ways to molested the hat stand", about the paranoid and violent little soft girl X ten centimeter figure who beats the enemy family.

My Chuya figure can talk, how to break it?

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