Heartthrob's Rules of Self

Because the school just started, many students joined the Tennis Club due to their outstanding performance in the national competition last semester.

Just organizing the selection of these people has busy the regular and non-candidates of the tennis club.Not to mention Atobe and Shinobu, who still have student council affairs on their shoulders.

Shinobu is okay, unlike Atobe who is both the president of the student council and the head of the tennis club, he is just the vice president of the student council.But even if it's just a side job, he's too busy.As soon as he thinks that he will be able to hand over this troublesome position when he enters higher education next year, Ninzu feels a burst of relief.

It's not that he doesn't have great ambitions, but that he knows that as long as the Bingdi has traces, other people can only serve as a foil.

It was in such a busy schedule that he asked for leave from Atobe and promised to double the training sheets the next day, so he squeezed out a club time to block people.

"Renzu, please don't wander around the door of the art room." The unhappy-looking head of the painting department, A, didn't even have a particularly good tone.

Renzu was not unhappy, but asked Minister A in a good mood: "I have neither infringed | your legal rights nor done anything immoral by standing here. Is there any rule in the school rules that says no?" Students are allowed to pass by the art room?"

Minister A almost vomited blood at Renzu's shameless words. How much he wanted the girls in the painting department to see the true face of Renzu, but through the half-closed door, he faintly heard the words "so handsome" class of words.

Of course he wouldn't narcissistically think those girls were praising him.

If possible, Minister A really wanted to yell at Renzu: Don't you have any self-knowledge?Are you really ashamed to interfere with my members!

But as the saying goes, don't hit a smiling face with your hand.He had no choice but to say nicely to Renzu: "Renzu, don't you have any club activities? Our place is small and we can't accommodate a big Buddha like you."

"I'm really sorry, I asked Atobe for leave today, and I've finished dealing with the affairs of the student union. It's rare for me to be free, so I want to receive the influence of art at the entrance of the art room, so as to enhance my personal charm."

Your charm is already infinite without further nurturing! ! !

Renzu's eloquence is excellent, coupled with his deliberately thick skin, after a few conversations, Minister A not only did not persuade him to leave, but made himself very angry.

For a whole hour, Minister A automatically ignored the girls discussing how cool and cheating the ninjutsu standing outside was, and passed this usually cheerful time with difficulty.

As soon as the group was over, all the female members poured out of the art room like a tide, and only a few male members were still packing up their painting tools.

For the painting department, Muran specifically discussed with the head of the tennis department and the painting department, and decided to join the tennis department for three days a week, and the painting department for two days.

The manager who was sent to negotiate at that time was still beating his chest after the negotiation, saying that he had not won the best interests for the tennis department, and directly said in front of Minister A that Muran's talent in tennis would be wasted on painting.

Minister A dared not speak out, he wanted to point to the manager's nose and tell her that Muran's painting talent was wasted in the tennis club.Unfortunately, there is an Atobu behind this manager.

Although Minister A is one of the few students who is not fascinated by Atobe, he can't afford to provoke the forces behind Atobe.

He didn't even dare to offend Renzu.Even if he felt that he was so useless, there was nothing he could do.

In such a world, whoever has money and power has the final say.

Muran was the last member to leave the art room.

Lowering his head and carefully locking the door of the art room, Muran put the key in his pocket, thinking about returning the key to Minister A at noon tomorrow.

"Xiao Ran." A figure appeared from around the corner.

Muran was stunned for a moment, then smiled, ran over, and gave that person a warm hug: "Yushi!"

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Bite enough to take Muran to eat a small cake.

He doesn't have any special liking for desserts, and it can even be said that he hates those overly sweet creams. If it wasn't for Muran, he thinks that he (strike out) would not necessarily enter a cake shop in his life. (unless requested by Atobe or an elder)

Well, even with his ex-girlfriends, he never accompanied them to a bakery or anything like that.

This shop called 'sweet' was only remembered by Xiangri in his ear several times before.

Renzu doesn't like desserts, but likes to see Muran's happy face when eating desserts.

"Youshi still don't like desserts?" Muran scooped up a small cake with a small spoon, and at the same time noticed the untouched black forest in front of Renzuzu.

"What you don't like is what you don't like."

"I really don't understand you." Muran pushed aside the small plate that had been eaten up, and brought the cake in front of Renzu to himself, "It's such a happy thing to eat cake, there are people who don't like it."

"Watching you eat makes me feel very happy." Renzu stared at Muran's beautiful and amazing eyes, and said sincerely.

Sure enough, no matter how many times I look at it, I feel that these eyes seem to have magical powers, which can suck people in.

Muran puffed her cheeks and said vaguely, "Really? But I'm not made of cake."

Shinobu: ...

"By the way, how have you been in the United States for the past few years? Why did you leave without a word? Auntie Hezi thought you were kidnapped by a hostile company at first. Mom told me that you were missing, and I still I'm very worried about you." After receiving a call from Hezi, I realized that Muran's father had taken Muran away.

"I didn't know when I was taken away, otherwise I would definitely notify you and hold a grand birthday party + farewell party in advance."

Renzu smiled and touched Muran's head. Her soft hair was as soft as silk, making people unable to bear to leave: "It's your birthday this year, I'll throw a big party for you."

"Remember to give gifts (*w*)."

"Of course, a Christmas present and a birthday present in one."

"Hey - Yushi is so cunning!"

Not far from 'sweet', two people are sneaking around behind a tree.

"Fuck, it's not good for us to be like this...?" Taocheng changed from his usual carefree attitude, and hesitantly looked at Gan who was squatting beside him and writing quickly.

Gan, who wrote the last word, closed his notebook with a strange smile: "The regional competition is coming soon, we are just collecting more complete information about other opponents."

"That's true." Taocheng patted his head, "But what's the use of collecting information about Ninzu's dating?"

"Ah, by knowing what type of girl Ninzu likes...ah no, it's a boy to infer the quality of Ninzuzu's personality, so as to know yourself and the enemy and win a hundred battles."

"It seems quite reasonable." After hearing Gan's words, Taocheng's eyes turned into mosquito-repellent eyes, "By the way, what do you think of that little guy in our department?"

"It's a growth type. According to my data, he will become stronger and stronger in the future."

"In a few days, the main selection will be held in the department. In order not to be rejected, you need to practice hard to... balabalabala."

"Well. They're gone, let's go too."

Taocheng followed Gan who was walking ahead quickly, and couldn't help asking in doubt: "When did they leave? Why didn't I notice?"

Because when they left, you were talking non-stop ←←.

Gan suddenly fell into the vicious circle of 'my teammates' IQ is not enough'.

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