[Comprehensive] Disaster caused by SMS confession

Bei Chuanyuan felt that he had been cut off from friendship for no reason at all.

This unscientific.He thought hard, but he couldn't figure out the logic of this matter. A second ago, they said that they were very harmonious, so how could they be on the verge of breaking up in the next second? !

"I have always regarded you as an important friend."

Is there something wrong with this sentence?No!Even the hot-blooded young man can't find a more sincere sentence than his.Generally speaking, shouldn't he reply "Me too" next, anyway, it shouldn't be the reaction of Minano Shuichi.

"...I think," Nanye Shuichi paused for a moment, "it's better for us to break up our friendship."

The textbook was placed in front of Kitagawara, and the pages hadn't been turned for at least half an hour.

Ever since Minano Hideichi unilaterally asked to break off the relationship, Kitagawa could clearly feel that the other party was avoiding him.It's fine if you refuse to partner with him in the experimental class, and even go back to the dormitory to limit the time when he is not around.

Originally, Bei Chuanyuan thought about the relationship between them looking up but not looking down, so how could he not be able to prevent people from asking questions, but it turned out that as long as Nanye Hideo thought about it, he really couldn't see others.

However, Bei Chuanyuan has always been the type who must speak out when there is something in his heart.Minamino Hideichi thought that a cold treatment would be good for both of them, and it could soothe his wounded heart by the way, but Kitagawara never played his cards according to the routine.

Being deliberately hidden for most of the day, Bei Chuanyuan's move was a big one.

When the phone call came, Minano Shuichi was having a superficial teacher-student talk with Sakata Gintoki, but an actual complaint meeting.

"I'll give you three days," Bei Chuanyuan said harshly, "After three days, I will wait for you in the dormitory. I don't believe you will never go back to the dormitory!"

Bei Chuanyuan's voice was loud enough for Sakata Gintoki, who was standing aside, to hear clearly. He touched his chin, "Why does it sound... more like he's pursuing you?"

Nan Yexiu hehehe twice, "If what you mean by pursuit is chasing after me and wanting me to be his friend."

It's better to break up.

***

The university where Nioh works is dominated by the Department of Physical Education, and sports events have always been on the same level as campus festivals.Therefore, the degree of overcrowding is indeed not comparable to that of ordinary universities.

Kitagawara sighed, "Not only the athletes have to sweat here, but even the passers-by have to sweat with you."

Crowded by people.And more than half of them are girls.Kitagawara couldn't quite understand why this 360-degree sports meeting with no dead ends and no dead ends could attract so many girls.

Nioh Masaharu's way of answering doubts is simple and clear.He put his face in front of Bei Chuanyuan, "What do you think I look like?"

"Handsome." Kitagawara said honestly.

Nioh Masaharu gave him a look of "You are very good", "So most of them are based on face."

"No," Bei Chuanyuan was still puzzled, "It's not like I haven't seen you sweating after playing. To be honest, um... your appearance has dropped by 50.00%." ​​The whole person was sticky, anyway, Bei Chuanyuan was I can't understand the handsomeness of it at all.

"You don't understand," King Ni said mysteriously, "this is called messy beauty."

Then I really don't understand, Kitagawara twitched the corner of his mouth, and gave up continuing to discuss this issue with Nioh.

There was still a long time before the start of the game, and Bei Chuanyuan was biting the straw in boredom, revealing a decadent smell of salted fish in his whole body.

Nioh Masaharu raised his eyebrows, sat next to him calmly, and lightly bumped his elbow, "In a bad mood?"

"...a little bit," Bei Chuanyuan smiled perfunctorily, "but it's not a big deal."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt pain on both sides of his cheeks. King Ren pinched his face unceremoniously, "Come on, you don't look like you're okay. Student Beichuan, please be honest."

"It's really nothing!" Kitagawara pushed Nioh Masaharu's hand away, deeply feeling that his face must have been painted with blush now.

"Let me tell you," Nioh Masaharu said helplessly, "it's okay to complain to me occasionally, do you have to be so brave?"

"Although I am very moved," Kitagawara sighed, "but you are not my trash can, and you are really fine, just trust me once."

Nioh Masaharu stared at him for a long time, and finally turned his head as if surrendering, "Let's go to the tennis match."

"If you don't want to say it, at least you have to relax. Are you planning to put on a salty face all day long?"

***

Masaharu Nioh believes that watching tennis matches can relax his mind.

Kitagawara then agreed with his own experience.

"You're right in saying something," Bei Chuanyuan looked at the tennis ball not far from his head, which was still rubbing against the ground, "Looking at the tennis ball is really good for relaxing the body and mind."

"I'm now filled with a sense of gratitude for having survived the catastrophe."

"I really want to ask." Kitagawara felt that this was probably the most shaken time in his materialism, "How do you play tennis so that it can kill people?"

Kitagawara couldn't figure it out, how did the seemingly ordinary ball feel like a meteor fell from the sky when they hit it?Even when the tennis ball flew towards him, he had the illusion that he was about to be headshot.

By the way, Nioh Masaharu didn't look like he was playing tennis when he was playing, it was more like magic tricks.Kitagawa couldn't help but think deeply. There must be something wrong with his understanding of tennis, or there must be something wrong with the way they play.

He believes the main reason is the latter.

"...Maybe it's the innate divine power." Nioh Masaharu said without confidence.

"If you answer so hastily, Newton will be so angry with you."

"It's okay, we played as if he didn't exist." Nioh Masaharu decisively abandoned Newton.

***

Because Nioh Masaharu was also one of the participants, he was quickly pulled back by the members of the same club to prepare for the competition.Before leaving, he reminded him, "You must remember to read the map, and if you don't understand it, read it several times. I still count on you to cheer me up."

What kind of tone is this that the parents are worried about the loss of their children!

Bei Chuanyuan kicked him decisively, "Get lost."

Although he knows the way very hard, it is not to the extent that he can't even understand the map.In addition, there are road signs in the university, and he does not go far, so it is so easy to get lost.

So, relying on the map in hand, Bei Chuanyuan started to wander around.

At the beginning, everything he watched was interesting, but the more he got to the end, the more he felt that being alone was really boring.Start looking for people you know.

As luck would have it, he soon had a target.

Sawada Tsunayoshi walked hurriedly among the crowd. Although he was separated by some distance, he could still see the anxious expression on his face.

Bei Chuanyuan watched him turn left and right, and finally walked towards the back door of the science and technology building where no one had ever come in and out.

Out of curiosity, and out of a desire to find someone to accompany him, Bei Chuanyuan followed.

"Gang--"

"boom--"

Kitagawara's shouts were drowned out by the intruding explosions.

"Senior...senior?" The expression on Zetian Tsunayoshi's face at this moment can be described as extremely funny. He thought it was someone from a hostile family following him, but fate always liked to play jokes on him.

Bei Chuanyuan stared blankly at the big hole in the wall, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.

Tsunayoshi Sawada felt that he could still rescue him, so he looked left and right, looking for something that could help him out of the predicament.

However, there was nothing on the ground except for a few scattered tennis balls.It's not realistic to blame tennis.

How about just confessing?

"You play tennis too?"

"Ah?" Tsunayoshi Sawada looked confused.

"Why do you play tennis like superpowers?" Bei Chuanyuan, who had just seen the magical power of tennis, had no doubts about his guess. "If I hadn't just seen their tennis club play, I would have suspected that this hole was You made it."

Tsunayoshi Sawada: "..." I actually did it.

Finally, Tsunayoshi Sawada nodded obediently.

"Senior, I still have something to do, so let's go first!"

Tsunayoshi Sawada was eager to get away, otherwise when the prison temple bombed the entire school, there would be no second ball game to take the blame for him.

"Hey!" Kitagawara panted, thinking that it was really unpredictable, the waste wood who used to take a step and fell a step is now running faster than the track and field team.

Knowing that he could not catch up with the other party, Bei Chuanyuan completely gave up the idea of ​​finding someone to accompany him.Looking at the time, it was almost time for Nioh Masaharu's match. Kitagawara was about to take out the map to find the way back, but was stopped by the shout behind him.

"This classmate." The person who came was quite polite, but Bei Chuanyuan always had a bad feeling.

As the saying goes, one wave is not flat, and another wave rises again.Bei Chuanyuan always remembers that he is a member of God's blacklist. Generally, if he has a bad premonition, it is not good. If he has a good premonition, it is often not good.

"I didn't do it." Just by looking at the nameplate of the student union on the opponent's body, Bei Chuanyuan could probably guess the opponent's intention.He has no interest in taking responsibility for public facilities that he did not destroy.

"So eager to get rid of the suspicion?" Baima Tan smiled without any meaning, "Don't you think you are more suspicious?"

"It's really not me," Kitagawara tried to understand and reason, "It's tennis."

"Tennis?" Baima glanced at the wall that had been smashed to expose the steel and concrete, and his tone was a little funny, "Student, did I give you a deceptive illusion?"

No, your whole body shows that you are not easy to fool.

But the problem is that I didn't fool you, it's true!

"Based on my rough calculations, even a tennis ball has to travel twice as fast as a bullet to have this kind of power."

Detective Baima looked at him seriously, "Do you still want to argue?"

Kitagawara: "..."

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Sawada Tsunayoshi (relaxed): Tennis actually helped me take the blame

Kitagawara (shocked): I actually took the blame for tennis