Sports men will always fall in love with me

With permission, Qi Yuanlu packed his schoolbag after class and went to the tennis club.

Going to the sports club, wearing a short school uniform skirt is a bit too inappropriate, so Qi Yuanlu changed into his sportswear first.Although it is very different from the sportswear in the tennis club, it is also better than the pleated skirt.

Before I reached the gate of the tennis court, I could already hear the loud and powerful "bang bang" hitting the ball, as well as the cheers and applause of the students onlookers.

As the club that receives the most attention in the entire Ice Emperor, there are many girls and boys watching the daily training, but they can only watch from the sidelines. According to Yushi Ninata, outsiders are prohibited from entering the tennis club.

Urushien deer squeezed from the crowd to the side of the court. Through a tall metal guardrail, she could barely see the inside of the court. Ninzuzu and Hochotaro, who were a little familiar, were engaged in a fierce battle. In front of the locked stadium gate, I looked around in a little bewilderment.

"Do you have anything to do?" Seeing her dazed look, a boy in tennis club uniform stepped forward and explained kindly, "Non-club members are not allowed in the tennis club."

Wouldn't it be considered delusional if I said it was consented?

"I..." Qi Yuanlu hesitated, but was still about to say it.

"Let her in." A proud melodious voice sounded, Atobe Keigo crossed his arms, held his head high, and stood arrogantly on the coach's bench, his ice-blue eyes stared directly at the players fighting fiercely on the field, as if to The situation at the door is of no concern.

His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone amidst the deafening cheers and hitting the ball, making the whole stadium quiet for a moment.

"Ah...yes..." The boy opened the fence door and looked at the girl who was only as tall as his shoulders in surprise. Unrelated girls are not allowed to enter the tennis club, but what Atobe said himself, why is there an exception now?

Qiyuanlu hesitated and glanced at Atobe in the distance. He was wearing a blue and white sports coat, occupying a high place alone, exuding a powerful aura that people dare not approach, and he did not show any emotion at all. She was a little afraid to go forward.

She walked along the fence on the edge of the court and walked all the way to the corner of the stepped auditorium. From a high place, she could clearly see the layout of the entire tennis club and the situation of each match.In his eyes, is this the scene he sees?

After seeing a strange girl enter the stadium, the surrounding noise became louder.

Although he couldn't hear it, Qi Yuanlu could guess that he was probably saying why others could come in but he couldn't, so he felt aggrieved about it.

"I'm really sorry, I will finish collecting materials quickly and return you a pure land again." Qi Yuanlu thought silently.

She took out the palm-sized sketchbook and pen she had prepared, and sat in the audience to start sketching. This is how a tennis player takes off. The posture of swinging the arm is very powerful, and the movement of hitting the ball is also very graceful. Among them From the perspective of art appreciation, the best performer is Yushi Ninzu, who is a little more relaxed than others.

Qi Yuanlu was sketching with the fastest speed and the most serious attitude. This kind of training has been a long time for her, and she has to treat it with extreme concentration.

"It smells so good..."

Lacquer Garden Deer pulled out his thoughts immersed in painting, and turned his head to look at the boy who came to his side at some point. He has light-colored furry curly hair and an innocent baby face. He is obviously not short in height. , but curled up and squatted beside her like a docile little animal, You's sleepy eyes half-opened: "It smells so good."

fragrant?Qi Yuanlu pondered for a while, not knowing what he wanted to express, "Ah..."

She took out a fist-sized paper bag from her schoolbag, exuding a faint sweet aroma of butter and sugar: "Did you say this?"

These are cookies made in the afternoon home economics class. I am ashamed to say that home economics is an optional course in Teiko, and Qiyuanlu did not take it.

But it is compulsory for Bingdi’s home economics class. This is the first time she has entered the kitchen to make desserts, and she has undoubtedly failed. The matcha cookies she made are an unknown substance that is both soft and hard like a non-Newtonian fluid. It was as hard as a rock and strangely colored, and it was sent to the trash before you even tasted it.

The bag in her hand is the creation of her classmate Meijia, a fluffy and crispy butter cookie. She tasted a piece, and it was delicious, crispy, sweet and not greasy. She unwrapped the paper bag, revealing the thumb-sized cookie: "To Do you want to eat?"

"Can you?" Curly showed a child-like innocent smile, took out a piece and put it in his mouth without hesitation: "It's delicious!"

Seeing that he likes it, Qiyuanlu simply gave him the whole bag. He ate some in class, but there is not much left: "If you like it, take it and eat it."

Curly's eyes lit up like car lights at night, making people think of the little animals in the popular cute pet videos on the Internet. He took the cookie and said, "Thank you, my name is Jiro Akutagawa, this is you Did you do it?"

Akutagawa Jiro looks innocent, but he also has his own cleverness. Usually, many female classmates will bring him desserts made by himself. As long as he likes them and they are delicious, they will happily continue to bring him more desserts.

So he looked at the girl in front of him expectantly. She was wearing a loose Ice Empress tracksuit, with a round neckline bordered by a bony collarbone, and her fair and delicate face had green eyes as bright as the moon at night. Looks like a good baker.

However, there was a subtle and indescribable expression on Qiyuanlu's face. She smiled dryly and shook her head: "My name is Qiyuanlu. This is made by my classmate. I am a poor cook."

"Is that so..." Akutagawa Jirou's expression was a bit lonely but not disappointed.

After all, Atobu alone can supply all his needs. He ate the few cookies left in a few bites, and was going to find a good place to rest. After all, playing tennis all the time was too tiring.

Qi Yuanlu also picked up the pen again and continued to sketch.

It's not like Akutagawa Jiro didn't wonder why there were girls in the tennis court.But if he could come in, Atobe must have agreed. He squatted on the spot curiously, wanting to see what she was doing.

Then he saw many figures swinging rackets in the little book that didn't slap him: "This is Yushi!"

Although there were no facial features on the figures, he recognized them for some reason, including Yushi, Hochotaro, and Xiang Hiyue...

Urushizono Ka nodded, because he felt that Ninzu Yuuji's movements were neat and elegant, so he drew several without knowing it. Sketching is not like sketching, which requires so many details, and only uses concise lines to draw the dynamics of the characters concisely. , with a few strokes to show the players' flying hair, fluttering clothes, and smooth curves of limb muscles to reflect the vivid human body.

"It's amazing, it's amazing! Can you draw for me too?" Akutagawa Jirou looked excited, and his tone seemed to be coquettish.

"it is good……"

Before Qi Yuanlu could agree, he was interrupted by a proud voice.

"Jiro Akutagawa! Hurry up and play the game for me, Huadi, bring him here." The ice emperor with an angry face strode towards the corner with great strides.

Even after a few more years, Atobe still can't tolerate lazy guys who don't train seriously in his tennis club. Every time he has to look for Akutagawa Jiro who is sleeping in various strange places, it really makes him unable to keep calm .

But today's Akutagawa Jiro not only didn't hide and sleep, but also walked towards him with excitement on his face: "Atobe, who am I competing with!"

Keigo Atobe's fierce momentum faltered, and he looked at Jiro Akutagawa hesitantly: "Go to Court No. 1 soon."

At this time, Atobu was only a few meters away from the deer in the lacquer garden.It might take less than a second if you were running, but Atobe didn't even glance at this corner.

So Qiyuanlu didn't have the courage to take a step at all. She opened her mouth and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Thank you, Atobe-senpai."

Atobe turned half sideways, the sun cast a gentle halo on his cold side face, and his arrogance and contemptuous sea-blue eyes seemed to soften a little, arrogance was just his character, and there was absolutely nothing uncomfortable in his eyes Sarcasm and ridicule, "Does your mouth only say words of thanks?"

He turned around and left without a trace of wobble in his steps.

Urushienka was taken aback. Indeed, the number of times he met Atobe-senpai was only two times, and they were all unilateral expressions of gratitude by Urushienka. This should not be considered a good thing in dealing with people.

Qi Yuanlu, who sat down again, completely lost her mood for sketching. She only had one thought in her mind, what should I prepare for the gift?

In terms of wealth, she is no match for Atobe, and it is nonsense to want to buy what Atobe wants but doesn't have;

In addition, she can say that the only thing she is good at is painting.

So the next day, Renzu took over a cardboard box wrapped in kraft paper that was the size of an idol's peripheral poster. Qi Yuanlu yawned, with a tired face as if he hadn't slept all night: "Excuse me, please help me." Can I give it to Atobe-senpai?"

After class, Ninzu, who was given a heavy responsibility, came to Atobe's office with a cardboard box. Atobe still had a boring expression that he didn't want to talk to you.

As if holding something precious, Shinobu gently placed the paper box in his hand on the table in front of Atobe, and asked curiously: "Xiaojing, what did you do to my poor schoolgirl? Afraid of you?"

Atobe raised his eyebrows, "What can I do? You have time to ask such boring questions, why don't you run ten more laps."

Renzu seemed to suddenly remember that he had something urgent to do, and hurriedly waved his hands: "By the way, the Yueren came to find me just now, so I'll go first."

As the door closed with a "boom", Atobe put down the foreign document that he didn't read a single word in, looked at the plain paper box that he would never take a second look on the road, and stretched out his hand to unpack it. , is a painting.

Urushienka did not see Atobe's next game yesterday.So she painted the scene she saw when she came to the tennis court for the first time. She had forgotten who the opponent was, and only remembered Keigo Atobe, whose hair was flying high and full of indomitable momentum, jumping and flying like an eagle hitting the sky Free and healthy posture.

"Towards destruction - waltz..."

Atobe Keigo flying into the sky is more brilliant than the sun behind him, making people unable to look away at all, his body is covered with a layer of golden veil, his expression cannot be seen clearly in the backlight, only a pair of sharp and focused eyes are clearly visible , there are dripping beads of sweat on the raised arms, and smooth muscles under the raised hem, which fully demonstrates his leaping strength and speed, like the gods depicted by believers, full of light, hope and passion approval.

Atobe Keigo sat in the leather seat tailored for him, crossed his legs, tapped the tear mole under his eyes with his right hand, and said with a faint smile: "It's pretty gorgeous."

The author has something to say: You are cool (Fingering Department)

我无了，躺倒感谢在2022-03-0600:09:55-2022-03-0800:34:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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