Xiaojing, lie down and don't move

【Hee, Japan invites you to participate in the first match of the middle school student tennis tournament in Kanto. ] Liz was still wearing a black uniform, with a gentle smile on her fair face.

[Find other responsible persons. 】Lan Yanxi paused with her writing fingers, and said without raising her head.

【I see. ] Liz responded with a good temper, turned and walked out.

【......Wait a moment. 】Lan Yanxi threw away the pen in her hand and stretched out her hand to brush the hair in front of her forehead, and stopped the woman.

【Um? ] Liz turned around with the corners of her eyes bent.

[Let's book a plane ticket. 】Lan Yanxi rubbed her head, the expression on her face was unclear.

【OK. ] Liz nodded and backed out.

Lan Yanxi flicked her sore wrist, bowed her head in silence, her long hair lay on the table along her cheeks, covering his expression.

Is the Kanto competition already about to start?It has been so long that Keigo Atobe still hasn't put forward his conditions to himself. Maybe Atobe is considering his own value. In his opinion, Keigo Atobe is really not knowing what to do. Pay attention?It's a pity, if you can't grasp the opportunity, you will fly away, and you don't owe him anything now.

He didn't want to get in touch with Keigo Atobe at first, but this time he was suddenly a little tempted. Seeing how decadent that little leopard has become now has become one of his new hobbies. This competition will definitely be very interesting .

Lan Yanxi walked back to the table, sat on the red pine table, and pointed to a colored page in the magazine with her slender fingers——

The tennis world of middle school students is making waves again, and the first strong school in Kanto faces each other

[Ice Emperor vs. Qingxue? ...Classic double-part...]

Lan Yanxi whispered to herself, closed the magazine and put it back on the chair, picked up the pen holder and buried it in the document for a long time without looking up, the symphony of paper and pen tip resounded in the silent room, rustling into people's hearts.

The first day of the Kanto Competition

【Zhi Jisen Sports Park... Oh?Is it here? ] Lan Yanxi came here on foot in a rare good mood, and he was looking forward to seeing Atobe's frightened expression when he saw him.

Lan Yanxi was wearing a simple black casual outfit, her half-length black hair was tied to one side, dark sunglasses covered half of her face, her hands were casually put in her pockets, her eyes were sized up by the crowd, and her eyes were blocked There was a smile in his dark eyes.

【Ah, that man is so handsome! ] A girl in a gray and white uniform screamed with a blushing face.

【Where where?Wow~ Really handsome. ] The girl next to her followed her companion's line of sight, and also exclaimed when she saw the figure of the man.

[I say you guys, Atobe sama is the most perfect, what is that person, at best he has a good-looking face. ] At this time, another girl said dissatisfiedly, closing her eyes for worship, if you ignore her frequent winks.

Lan Yanxi raised the corners of her mouth slantingly, and looked at those blushing little girls with amused expression. He had never doubted his own charm, and such things had become normal to him; 'When I heard the name, I couldn't help but stop.

[Stop talking, he heard it. 】The girl who was still conscious stabbed her nympho companion.

【Ahhh~ He came over, so handsome. 】Obviously this nympho girl didn't hear her companion's reminder.

[Pretty lady, can you tell me where is your Atobe-sama? 】Lan Yanxi walked over lazily, with the elegance of aristocrats in every move, he held up the red-eyed girl's hand and gently kissed it, and asked gently.

【...That, that... Atobe sama is over there. 】The girl seemed to be under a gu, and followed the other party's words to point in one direction.

Lan Yanxi smiled and nodded [Thank you so much, lovely lady. 】After speaking, he turned and left.

By the pool not far away, a red-haired boy with a baby head looked at the man's back and smiled mischievously, turned around and walked towards his own venue.

With lazy steps, Lan Yanxi followed the voice to the loudest place; when he arrived at the destination, he couldn't help expressing his admiration for the grand occasion in front of him. The legendary Ice Emperor's support team was indeed a magical existence. The whole team Not as undisciplined as he thought. As an aristocratic school, Ice Emperor's composition is also the children of the upper class in Japan. Even if it is not as good as Atobe and others, it is definitely composed of self-cultivation; Under the leadership, the formation was listed, with specially-made support items in their hands, half men and half women, standing quietly on the sidelines, seizing the opportunity well, and shouting their own slogans at the right time when the people they admired needed encouragement.

Lan Yanxi was very lucky. When he sat on the stand, it happened to be the beginning of the battle between the two parts. He was facing the half-court where Atobu was. The little guy sat lazily on the chair with a confident expression on his face. Arrogant, I have to say that he likes such an energetic little guy; maybe his gaze is too hot, and the person being watched looks in his direction dissatisfied.

Lan Yanxi's eyes were full of smiles, and he was not in the embarrassment of being caught; he looked at Atobu's sea-blue pupils with his smiling eyes, but the expression of panic and struggle he was expecting did not appear there. In the blue, Ajibu just glanced at himself indifferently and then turned his eyes away, almost indifferent; Lan Yanxi touched his nose embarrassingly.

'Yeah, it's been ignored. '

As Lan Yanxi thought in his heart, Jibu had indeed seen him. Jibu was not surprised by Lan Yanxi's appearance. A person who was not familiar with him could not attract the attention of Jibu. It was not long enough. Let Atobe adjust his mood, just because he is Keigo Atobe.

When he saw Lan Yanxi for a second, he didn't show the so-called surprise, he thought that his heart was strong enough to face the so-called dilapidated picture, so Atobe stood up, The bright sun shone on him, casting a heavy shadow behind him. He raised his head proudly, and turned his eyes slightly to the man who was sitting comfortably in the stands, smiling alluringly.

The corners of Lan Yanxi's mouth curled up into a bigger arc. He just listened to the cheers coming from Yinjibu's standing up, and looked at the young man's eyes slowly closing, with a radiant expression, like a god looking down on all living beings, then He is so invincible that he looks down on the world.He couldn't help suppressing the other emotions in his heart, and replaced it with pure appreciation; it was his respect for this classic game.

【ice King!ice King! 】

The support group sang a gorgeous movement, Atobe closed his eyes intoxicated, and took graceful steps with the mighty notes. Different voices converged into the belief in the king; The more dazzling existence, all the creatures in the space seem to bow down to his gorgeous publicity, willingly.

There is always a gorgeous and proud smile on the corner of Atobe's lips. With the slowly raised left hand, he opened his bright eyes and looked at the blackness without hesitation; it seemed to be saying, look, this is ice. The appearance of the King of Emperors, this is Keigo Atobe.

When the left hand points to the sky, Atobe's strong kingly spirit flows out naturally, flying domineeringly, but the gorgeous and elegant demeanor is enough to convince people.

[The winner is the Ice Emperor! 】

[The winner is Atobe! 】

Hundreds of Ice Emperor students changed their slogans neatly following Atobe's command, and the momentum shook the sky. At this moment, the entire arena is Atobe's stage, and he is the only protagonist in this game.A finger snapped straight up into the sky, the cadence of the voice stopped abruptly, the whole audience surrendered to Atobe's consciousness, silent, and the air stopped flowing as if frozen.

Lan Yanxi watched the beautiful slender fingers swipe across the zipper on her chest, the long-sleeved jacket was thrown high into the sky, and landed precisely on a corner of the auditorium, and she smiled.

[The little guy loves to show up just like in the legend. 】Lan Yanxi put her hand on her chin, her eyes full of interest.

Atobe is obviously very satisfied with the atmosphere he created; the arc of the corner of the raised mouth reveals an arrogant but imposing smile, and a bright light flashes in his eyes, which reflects the tear mole and adds a bit of magnificence arrogant and domineering.

【it is me. 】Atobe stood proudly in the center of the arena, still pointing to the sky with the same gesture, but with a completely different will.

Who is this for?Intentional or unintentional, it doesn't matter to Lan Yanxi now; he only heard the cheers suddenly ringing in his ears, it was the cheers for the Atobu; maybe he really underestimated this boy.

Surrounded by this warm atmosphere, Lan Yanxi was not affected. Obviously, he was not the only one, but also the cold boy opposite the little guy. Looking carefully, he was also a beautiful little guy named Tezuka Kunimitsu. ......Bar.

Seeing the cold young man spit out the cold words from his thin lips expressionlessly, Lan Yanxi smiled even more happily. Compared with the hot flame of the little guy, this young man is more like ice that has been frozen for several years , even under the collision.

[Have you played enough? 】Tezuka walked towards the net with a flat tone, indulgent as usual.

【Well, I'm satisfied. 】Atobe laughed arrogantly.

The two collided with right fists tacitly, with a similar momentum and a similar sense of presence.

The ball game started with the whistle of the referee. The little guy made a beautiful straight serve as soon as he came up. After the opponent calmly counterattacked, Atobu also moved confidently for a few steps and counterattacked easily, followed by a heavy smash. The racket in the opponent's hand.

Lan Yanxi adjusted his posture to make himself sit more comfortably, and his gaze stayed on Tezuka; even if he hadn't read manga, he could still see the uncoordinated left hand of the young man at this moment; Lan Yanxi saw The little guy caressed his cheek with his right hand, and looked at him sharply for a few seconds.

'oh?Did the little guy find it too? '

[Indulge in the beauty of this uncle. 】

Unsatisfactory, Lan Yanxi shrugged helplessly and continued to watch after hearing words that were different from what he thought.

【What's the matter, Tezuka?The speed has slowed down. 】Atobe smiled proudly, with an unknown provocation in his eyes.

[Beautiful interception. 】Tezuka's face was still unmoved, only appreciative praise.

【......Yeah? 】 Atobe responded meaningfully.

The ball was thrown high again; Lan Yanxi dared to conclude that the little guy must have discovered the abnormality of that arm, and a wicked smile evoked——

'Little guy, if you knew about this game, and even the final outcome, would you still be able to laugh so confidently and proudly? '