[Net King] I have someone I like

The filming went smoothly. Yukimura didn't know what he said to the main selection of the tennis club. After the club work ended, several people stayed behind.

After the end, Sugigami-senpai accompanied Saki and bowed to thank each other.

The corners of my mouth couldn't stop rising, such a scene always makes people inexplicably moved.

"Very touched?" Yukimura stood beside me.

"Well," I nodded and looked at him seriously, "Although I have said this sentence many times, I still have to say it—thank you."

Yukimura also turned his head, the boy was a little taller than me, he was especially focused when he turned his head to look at me, the evening wind blew slightly, and seemed to be mixed with the fragrance of summer grass and trees, making him look a little longer than he was in a year He straightened his hair a little, and drew a beautiful arc in the air, "Igarashi always expresses his thanks carefully every time, isn't it too unfamiliar?"

"No," I shook my head, "If you don't say it well, how can others know how grateful you are." I suddenly thought of something, covered my mouth with my hand and felt a twitch in my heart.

"What's wrong?" Yukimura felt very keenly, and he could tell when my expression changed slightly.

"No, it's okay, I thought of something unrelated." I smiled, "Sugami Jun's family runs a photo studio, and now they are going to develop the photos. Do you want to go and see the effect together?"

"Okay, I also want to see what kind of effect the members of the tennis club are photographed."

That's how it is, that's how it is, if you don't express your thoughts well, how will others know?

Even if you fall all over your body with bruises, if you don't try hard or try, you will regret it later when you think about it.

While waiting for the photos to be developed in the photo studio of Sugami-senpai’s house, I simply took out the homework from the cram school and threw the textbook to Yukimura, “There are no other books, so you just settle for it.” He waited with his eyes wide open.

Yukimura took it and glanced at it, "Are you previewing your homework for the next semester?"

I opened the reference book, "I signed up for a cram school during the holiday, and sorted out the knowledge first. Next semester will be much easier. Stupid birds have to learn to fly first." Fill them all up. Although there may be no such thing, you still have to enroll in the cram school.

"I remember that Igarashi ranked 39th in the last final exam," Yukimura opened the book, "Is this considered stupid?"

"Because you flew earlier?" I joked seriously.

Yukimura smiled, his beautiful smile was like a lily flower stained with morning dew, "Flying like this, other birds will cry."

"It's not that easy," I propped my head on my hands, "The more you work hard to the back, the more you will find that the birds flying in front are not only talented, but also hardworking." When you are working hard, others are also working hard. At first, I still felt that it was easy to improve, but the more I advanced, the more difficult it was. I stretched out a finger and shook it, "This should be called, why don't you work hard? It's like your tennis club, year after year. To win the national championship, but even during the holidays, the training will be stepped up and not relaxed."

Yukimura tapped his finger on the table, "If you are satisfied with just winning the national championship for one or two years, you will soon be surpassed by the tennis clubs of other schools if you relax. Only by constantly setting new goals can we continue to improve. Lihai University The goal is to win three consecutive championships in the country." The head of the tennis department said this not because of blind arrogance, but because of self-confidence based on strength, and the dazzling way is an unrivaled momentum.

I listened with a slight smile. After laughing for a while, the smile changed, and I couldn't help grinning brightly, "Although such a goal is great, but I always feel..."

"What do you always feel?"

"It's like knocking down someone once, twice, and then going on to knock down three times. Behind Yukimura-kun, there must be a series of resentful eyes from other tennis clubs." I made a resentful expression.

"Is Arashi talking about the kind of ghost behind it?" Yukimura smiled meaningfully, "Speaking of which, have you heard of the strange stories on the campus of Lihai University? One of them is about the ghost behind..."

"Stop." I made a big cross with both hands, "Don't tell stories, I have to do my homework."

"Okay," Yukimura didn't insist, "You do your homework."

I hurriedly lowered my head, made a heart shape, and secretly wiped my cold sweat from the bottom of my heart. This kind of campus talk sounds very interesting, but some of them are really scary, such as the red-clothed senior I heard about... I didn't think about anything!

Because it is the learning of new knowledge, the homework assigned by the cram school teacher is actually not difficult. After spending some time, I finished the homework.After a big stretch, I started to pack my things.

"Finished your studies?" Yukimura, who was looking down at the book, also raised his head.

"Well, it's finished," I looked at the time, "They haven't come out yet?"

"not yet."

"Then I guess it will take a while." I rested my head on my hands.

Yukimura closed the book, "If you're bored, let me continue with the story just now."

My back stiffened, and then I said righteously, "I'm not interested in ghost stories."

"Are you afraid?" Yukimura smiled brightly, with understanding, "So you are afraid of ghosts?"

"I'm just afraid of ghosts," I admitted cleanly, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid," Yukimura's smile contained something called fun, "If there is one, I want to see what kind it is? Is it the one in the movie that will crawl out, or the one in the book that will possess you."

At this time, the sky was already dark, and Yukimura's voice was a little low. He was sitting outside the photo studio, and when he glanced to the side, there were many photos of people in places where the light was not too bright. Like watching you.

I trembled all over, and hurriedly rubbed my arms with both hands, "Master Yukimura, let's change the subject."

"Okay," Yukimura said halfway through, when his face suddenly changed, "Igarashi, behind you..."

I was already nervous, but after hearing what he said, I couldn't bear the pressure any longer. With a scream, I climbed over the table in a fearless posture and threw myself into the boy's arms.

I probably never expected that I would be able to climb over the table and rush towards me in an instant. When Yukimura was thrown by me, he subconsciously leaned back, but he quickly held on. After a moment of silence, the clear laughter broke the silence, and I slammed He quickly realized what he had done, quickly let go of him, and stepped back from the table with a smile.

After retreating, my face was so hot that I could fry an egg, but the extremes of things will reverse. I was embarrassed and suddenly realized in the depths, "Why are you scaring me?"

Yukimura smiled brightly, "I didn't expect you to react so strongly, I was completely shocked by the indomitable momentum on your face."

"I'm not charging forward, do you dare to change the adjective?"

"A hungry tiger pounces on food?"

"Are you a foodie, Yukimura-kun?"

"Tigers are very hungry and want to eat people. From this point of view, it's true. It's just that Igarashi admitted it too quickly."

I hate it so much that I can't do anything about this handsome and gentle boy. He has never won a fight before. Damn it, damn it!

"Will you let me die once?"

He thought about it seriously, "I won't die, but I will be unhappy."

"Yukimura Seiichi bastard!" I pulled out the cushion and threw it over.But how could someone who stands at the top of the middle school tennis world be hit so easily by me? He quickly took the mat and made a gesture of throwing it over.

"No!" I yelled, hugging my head.

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