Net king and colleagues: cool view and full moon

Mizuki tugged at Kaibin, panting heavily: "We..."

Kebin broke away from her, glanced out through the window, and said in a low voice: "Now they have caught a girl."

"Are you two bastards hiding in the pavilion? Come out quickly, or I'm not sure what to do with this chick!" The sultry voice came over, mixed with Miura's screams.

"Vice President Mochizuki!"

His face sank like water.

"No, obviously we did nothing wrong, you won't let us out?" Mizuki grabbed Zhizi's wrist, his voice trembling.She actually didn't want to have any contact with Zhizi, but she could tell that Zhizi was the leader of these people.

Kaibin clenched his fists, and was about to open the door to go out, but was stopped by Mizuki: "Don't go out, we don't know that girl anyway..."

Zhizi went to touch his mobile phone, only to realize that he had forgotten to bring it - but until now, it should be useless to call anyone, after all, they have already blocked the door.

Narusawa and Chiba are already on the phone, but the signal here seems to be not very good.

Before she could figure out what to do, the sound of footsteps at the door was getting closer.

The breathing of everyone in the pavilion became more and more clear.Mizuki hid in the corner behind the door in desperation, Zhizi glanced at her and said nothing.

A young man kicked open the door, Zhizi pushed Kaibin in front of him, and another wooden door just blocked his figure.

"What's the matter?" Zhizi tried to calm down, "My members are in a meeting, and no one seems to know you." She glanced quickly, and there were two people holding steel pipes behind her, and there was another person not far away. There were three or four young people, including Miura who looked a little frightened.

The other party didn't come in, but just glanced at her, as if surprised by a little girl standing in front of her: "Come out."

Zhizi once again reminded himself not to panic, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter? It's better to be clear."

"That girl is a member of your club." The other party glanced at the dozen or so middle school students in the pavilion, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Let them come out." After saying that, he turned around and took a few steps, and even flung him at her Door.

For a moment, Zhizi was in a state of confusion.

Panic and fear will not have any effect. The other six or seven people look like gangsters, but they are not very good at fighting, so they can't fight head-on.

Then hand over Mizuki and Kebin?She has no way to make such a decision, depending on how fierce the other party is, God knows what will happen to these two guys. Although they are not her friends, since they have the intention of protecting them just now, they cannot easily compromise.What's more, Mizuki is not a trouble-free person, and what will happen next is not certain.

Just procrastinate like this?It doesn't seem to work, when the boss-looking young man loses patience, he will be finished. No matter whether it is breaking in or doing something to Miura, she must not allow this to happen, and half of her members are girls!

After hesitating for a few breaths, some girls who were already frightened were asking what to do.

Zhizi felt that these 2 minutes were extremely difficult.She took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Chengze, you continue to contact other people. Chiba, you boys guard the door and play by ear. I'll go out and have a look."

Chiba's pupils shrank: "Vice President, I will accompany you out."

"No, you stay here."

Chiba hesitated for a moment, but didn't insist anymore.Four or five boys blocked the girls behind and didn't speak again.

Zhizi looked at Kaibin with cold eyes: "Kaibin, you and Mizuki don't show up—if the situation is not so bad. But I will put the ugly words here first. If it really gets to that point, I can't Protecting you——you understand." In any case, the most important thing to her is Miura outside and the members inside.

Kaibin originally wanted to go out, but he was worried that he would add fuel to the fire. Hearing this, he said without hesitation: "I listen to you. But...they are looking for me, her," he pointed to Mizuki, "If possible, let her stay with your members."

Zhizi nodded.At the same time Chiba pulled Mizuki over there.

Zhizi opened the door and walked out, feeling like a martyr.She has to protect her members, even if she can't - no matter how she counts, it's her fault. To put it too exaggeratedly, if she ordered Mizuki and Kaibin to leave immediately, they should not be affected. Not to mention Miura.

As soon as Zhizi came out, she closed the door with her backhand. Miura breathed a sigh of relief almost instantly, but in the next second her expression became terrified again, because she was the only one who came out.

"vice president!"

Zhizi gave her the same smile as usual.But she knew that she must have had an ugly smile, because the other party's eyes were not only terrified but also worried.

The handsome young man who looked like a boss looked very handsome. He seemed to be the age of a high school student, not much older than them.But there was a hostility in his eyes that shouldn't belong to a student.

Zhizi marveled at his miraculous mind, that he was able to carefully observe the other person's appearance at this time.

"I'm the person in charge of the club. If you really have something to do, just come to me." Zhizi came to him, seeing that the other party hadn't spoken for a long time, he simply spoke first.

The other party took a step forward, pouted and said, "Are you sure?"

Zhizi stiffened without backing away, and said, "That's right." She didn't know what to say next, she thought of a lot of things when she just left the house, but now she felt that she had forgotten all of them in a hurry.

The other party stared at her for a while, but said nothing.

Miura seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and said with a trembling voice: "We...we are from the Hyotei Academy."

"ice King?"

"Brother, it's that noble academy."

Several other youths looked at each other, and hesitated for a while.

Their eldest brother didn't seem to listen to anything, and he smiled slowly: "Your boys are all dead, Vice President Mochizuki?" Let such a girl stand alone.

Unlike what he said just now, his voice was lowered this time.

Zhizi heard the signs, although he was worried but didn't dare to show it, he calmed down and said: "I don't know what happened, but it's not good to hold a strange girl hostage, isn't it?"

"Mochizuki Chiko, I know you." After saying this, the other party winked at the two young men behind Miura.

In the next second, Miura had already run to Zhizi's side: "Vice President..."

Zhizi really didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward, but he also guessed that the next step might not be that simple.

But different from what she expected, the other party immediately greeted several young people to leave.No sign.

Seeing the six or seven figures slowly disappearing, Zhizi felt a little out of strength for a moment.Compared to the alleys on the way home after the hot pot dinner that day, compared to the Kanagawa that ran rampant with Kirihara that time, I was more nervous.At least the first time she only had to take care of herself, and the next time she had Kirihara as her companion.

Instead of being responsible to so many people like the few minutes just now.

After a while, Miura leaned against her and was about to fall, but he held on quickly.

The door was quickly opened, and everyone rushed out: "Vice President, Miura, are you all right?"

Zhizi smiled wryly and shook his head.

Kaibin's eyes darkened, and he bowed to everyone: "I'm sorry, it's my fault. Also, thank you."

Mizuki disappeared at some point, and after Kaibin left, Zhizi said slowly, "I am responsible for what happened today, please forgive me."

"No, no, if it wasn't for the vice president, then we definitely wouldn't know what to do." Cheng Ze said that he pretended to be relaxed after hearing the words and hadn't made a phone call until now.

Everyone agreed one after another, as if they had forgotten what happened just now.

"So it's better for us to go to school for a meeting next time." Qianye said with a smile.

Zhizi blinked: "Anyway, I don't want to come here anymore."

"Me too!"

"By the way, the content we just decided was not scared enough to forget?"

"Don't worry, but what about the drink that Miura bought?"

"it's here."

……

When Zhizi boasted to Ninzu about her heroic deeds of defending the members, Atobe gave her another surprise.

"Didn't you hit me on the head, why did you come again?" Zhizi said aggrievedly while touching his head.

Atobe gritted his teeth: "You woman will never have a long memory. Didn't my uncle tell you not to do such stupid things last time? You can't remember the words, can you?"

Zhizi frowned, "Who made me enthusiastic and responsible." She suddenly felt lucky that she hadn't told the Ministry of Escape from Kanagawa.

"You're out of coke." Atobe took her cup and took a sip unceremoniously.

Zhizi widened her eyes and said in grief and indignation: "I haven't had a drink yet!—Forget it, I'll leave it to you, anyway, I'm not thirsty." This time it was her fault.

Shinobu said that he was shining like a light bulb: "Hey, enough. The point now is, how will the tennis club perform this time?"

Atobe poked her dimple, closed his eyes and smiled: "My uncle proposed a stage play."

"A stage play..." Xiang Ri thought about it, and felt that it was more interesting than opening a mock store.

Zhizi's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Okay, it sounds very exciting. Clothes and props must be prepared in advance. It happens that there are still a few days after the Japan-US friendly match, so we will rehearse in advance." Be sure to give Atobu chooses a role.

Feng smiled: "Do you want to draw lots to decide the role?"

Zhizi and Ninzu looked at each other and smiled wickedly.

Atobe suddenly regretted his proposal.

At this moment, the TV screen flickered, and a man with a microphone appeared in front of them: "Tennis is an art, but unfortunately, many people don't know what tennis is..."

Atobe chuckled, and kindly pushed his lemon tea to Zhizi as compensation.

From this moment on, Baker's script has begun, as he pleases.But whether they can get their wish is another matter, after all, they are facing a group of tennis princes.