Heartthrob's Rules of Self

When I came to Japan this time, it seemed that no one except my father knew about it.

Muran, who originally wanted to check Twitter to get the latest information, thought so, and pointed to the icon of the contact.

He remembered almost all of his playmates when he was a child, and none of them was bad—after all, he only had a few good friends back then.

But if it is said that there are very few people who can still keep in touch.

Because Zhengjiang lived close to his grandfather's house, he asked Xianyuan Kazuko to help him as a messenger after he came to the United States for the second year.Later, when we grew up a bit, each of us had a mobile phone, and we began to frequently chat by email and text message.

Yushi is his little cousin, how can he do without contact information?

That idiot classmate in the kindergarten who kept pestering him, uh--it seems to be called Kise or something.Ah, I guess even if he (Kise) is standing in front of him (Muran) now, he might not recognize him.But it was strange to say that he remembered Huang Lai's classmate's golden hair very clearly.

The two boys who learned archery together when they were young, Fujiwara Sou and Narumiya Minato, were still young and did not bring each other home to play, so they are nowhere to be found now.He plans to go to the bow dojo where they trained together that year when he has free time, maybe he can find them.

As for notifying his grandfather and mother... he'd better go back to Xianyuan's house sometime, and it's not easy to talk about it on the phone.

Ever since, Muran sent group messages to Akashi and Shinozu.

FROM: Xiao Ran

I'm back!Would you like to invite me out to have a small cake together?

The two people in Tokyo couldn't help laughing when they received the message, and the people around them felt strange.

"Renzu, what's wrong with you? It's really weird to smile for no reason!" Xiang Ri disliked his face, and muttered, "Musang's smile is not as ugly as yours."

Shinobu: ...

Midorima on the other side was not so bold, he just asked cautiously: "Akashi, did you...did something bad happen today?" If this is the case, I recommend you to be on time every day Receive the morning divination on time to find your lucky item.

Akashi (smiling): Shintaro, I don't think I need a lucky item, but you need a training sheet.

Almost as soon as he finished sending the message, the cheongsam woman appeared in front of his seat with a plate full of food, and helped him neatly arrange it on the square table covered with a white tablecloth very intimately.

"Please enjoy."

If it weren't for the monster restaurant, only certain people could enter, and the restaurant with beautiful waiters and excellent service attitude would definitely be full.

What could be more appetizing than receiving a beautiful smile before a meal?

After slowly finishing his lunch, Muran invited a woman in a cheongsam to pay the bill, and sat until the first class in the afternoon was about to start before leaving.

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"Mu Jun." In order to prevent being squeezed away by the crazy girls, the monitor sitting in front handed a form to the other party after class, and said quickly: "This is the club form. , give it to me before the next class, and I will hand it in for you."

"Thank you, squad leader." Muran took the club form and thanked casually, but didn't notice that the squad leader's ears turned red all of a sudden.

"You're welcome." The voice was almost inaudible.

Just by looking at the club list, you can tell that Ice Emperor is a school with rich club activities.There are three rows of association names, and each row is full of densely packed small characters. Only the number one tennis club, the second music club, and the third archery club have slightly larger characters.

"Musang, what club do you want to join?" Xiang Ri who was next to him came over.

The slender fingers holding the black-shell fountain pen were set off by the color, as if glowing with a white luster.

With a quick movement of the fingers, the black ink fell behind the tennis club and the painting club.The metal nib paused for a few seconds on the bow part, and did not draw that important stroke until the end.

"Musang wants to join the tennis club?" Xiang Ri exclaimed softly, "That's great, I'm also in the tennis club!"

Muran said: "In this case, next time we can go to training together."

"Ok!"

Selfishly, Xiang Ri did not say that many boys in the class are also from the tennis club.He who always longed to be alone with his idol finally ushered in this opportunity.

"Everyone in the tennis club is very kind, and it's easy to build a good relationship." When Mu Ran and Xiang Ri walked together, Xiang Ri was always looking for topics there, and Mu Ran always listened carefully. , and occasionally ask Xiangri some questions.

All this made Xiang Ri feel satisfied, and no one disliked the feeling of being taken seriously.If possible, he really hopes to keep chatting with his idol.

However, the distance from the teaching building to the tennis court is limited after all.Xianghi, who had just entered the tennis court, was called away by Huadi, saying that Atobe had something to do with him.

The responsible Xiang Ri solemnly handed Muran over to Takikawa, who was in charge of organizing the new recruits, and gave him thousands of instructions, just like the plot of Liu Bei Tuogu.

Muran was helpless as he listened. Could it be that he is so like a two-year-old child with no common sense?Why worry about him running around and getting hit by a tennis ball?

Takikawa was also frightened by Xiang Hi's chatteriness, and with the corners of his mouth twitching, he signaled Huachi with his eyes to hurry up with that chatter-addicted someone.

Maybe thinking that if this continues, Atobe may have to wait for a long time before he can bring Xiang Ri back, but Huadi obediently picked Xiang Ri up and left with a blank expression on his face.

"Ah! Huadi, let me come down, I haven't finished talking yet!!!"

Xiang Ri's screams could be heard from quite a distance, and the candidates who were training raised their foreheads together.

By the way, do you want to choose someone with a brain in the next selection?

"Everyone is a new member of the tennis club this year. I want to tell you first: the tennis club is not a place for you to play games!"

The stern-faced Takikawa swept away his usual unscrupulous appearance, looking stern and cold: "Whether you are a regular candidate, a non-candidate or an ordinary member, there will be intensive training every day. The first-year freshmen have to go to the department Clean the entire tennis court after the gang is over. Now, if you feel that you are not good enough, you can take back the club application form from me and reconsider."

"Every month, we will eliminate some members who are not serious about training and have a playful mentality. At that time, being forced out of the club for such a reason can be described as 'infinite glory'. What the Ice Emperor Tennis Club cares about is not the number, but Quality, as long as those who can stay, no matter how good or bad the talents are, we will give them respect. Now, does anyone want to get back the application form for membership?"

No one came out.Maybe it was shocked by Takigawa, maybe it was because he really loved tennis, or maybe he was worried that he would be ridiculed if he came out now.

Takikawa inspected the entire neatly lined team, his facial features slowly stretched, and finally looked a little more relaxed: "Then, please raise your hand if you have the experience of learning tennis."

Being taught by Echizen Nanjiro, who once became a 'samurai' in Japanese tennis, should be regarded as an experience of learning tennis, right?

Muran tilted his head and thought for a while, then obediently raised his hand like a kindergarten kid.

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