[Comprehensive] Become the Son of God

When Ziyuan Limu was lying on the bed, something suddenly flashed through his mind.

Sit up from the bed on the spot.

Before parting with Yukimura, she and Yukimura made it clear whether she had a boyfriend or girlfriend who she was talking about at the moment?

Maybe not?

brother! ! !Don't count! ! !

Trembling took out his mobile phone, and sent an email near midnight: [Yukimura-kun, please forget everything about today. 】

【certainly. 】

Ziyuan Limu breathed a sigh of relief.

【Yukimura-kun is indeed a good person. 】

Yukimura Seiichi looked at the email sent by the other party, smiled and said nothing.

He was a good person himself.

After the weekend, Ziyuan Limu still came to the tennis court in accordance with the morning training time.

There were not many people when she came, there were two sporadic first-years, and two quasi-choices, and none of the quasi-choices came?No way?

Just as he was thinking, the door of the office opened, and Yanagi Renji and Genichiro Sanada came out from inside.

"Good morning, Liu, Sanada." Murakihara Riki greeted the two of them without any psychological burden.

What happened yesterday was completely over in Ziyuan Limu's heart yesterday.

"Good morning, Yukimura." Liu Lian nodded her head, her expression normal.

Ziyuan Riki nodded in satisfaction, well, it seems that there is no doubt.

Sanada at the side saw Yukimura, with a very strange expression on his face, pulled the hat on his head, and turned his head away: "Good morning, Yukimura."

Ziyuan Limu paused, why does this person look betrayed?

Weird.

Don't think about it, when Murakihara Riki went into the locker room, changed his clothes and came out, Sanada Genichiro had already gone to the court and began to guide the players on the court to start training.

And Liu Lian Er was still standing at the door, as if waiting for her?

"Liu, what's the matter with you?" Ziyuan Limu turned his neck, pinching the back of his neck with his fingers, it seemed that he slept in the wrong position last night, and he felt neck pain all day after waking up today.

Liu Lian'er lowered her eyes when she saw the strange behavior of the person in front of her.

Yukimura himself would never do such a move.

"I'll give you your training content."

Ziyuan Limu's neck pinching stopped abruptly: "What??" Training menu?She still has a training menu? ? ?Didn't Yukimura say that he has always been self-disciplined and that the training content has always been stronger than that of the members, so Liu never made a training menu for him?

Yukimura Seiichi, are you lying to me? ?

"This is your training menu." Liu Lian'er said, and handed over a list, which was densely filled with training content.

Ziyuan Limu moved his eyes to take a look.

基础热身：热身跑×3000米；折返跑50米×10组；蛙跳100米×10组……

After just two glances, Ziyuan Limu felt his scalp go numb.

Day, this is spartan training.

She has been in Lihai University for so long, and she has never cared about the training content of these main candidates and members. First, she doesn't understand tennis, and second, she doesn't like training, let alone supervise others' training.Standing on the edge of the court every day and watching these people play back and forth, without making random conversations, is the best she can do so far.

In the past, with his own strength and Yukimura Seiichi's own memory of tennis, he barely suppressed the pure Kirihara Akaya, all by luck.Looking at it now, even though she has understood the content of tennis after watching it for so long, she still doesn't understand it.

"Didn't I train independently before?" Murakihara Riki thought about what kind of tone Yukimura would have if this was the case now.

Liu Lianer nodded: "The Kanto competition is coming soon, it was Yukimura who said it."

Purple original pear wood: ... =_=.

"And I ran into Ziyuan-san when I left yesterday." Liu Lian'er said softly, Ziyuan Limu's heart skipped a beat and he almost had a myocardial infarction.

"She really wants to see how you compete, Yukimura."

Ziyuan Limu heheed twice.Yukimura Seiichi, why are you here to join in the fun? ? ?

Liu Lian Er continued: "Although I haven't been in a relationship yet, I also heard that as a boyfriend, you should fulfill your girlfriend's wishes, right?"

One day, she was madly begging to perform in front of Yukimura Seiichi.

A shot-put thrower plays tennis in front of a tennis player, is she stupid?

Liu also didn't give her training before, but now let her train... Could it be?

Ziyuan Limu was originally angry, but suddenly turned to look at the calm Liu Lianer next to him: "What do you see?"

"What is Yukimura talking about?" In fact, I know that you are not Yukimura.

"It's nothing, come on, I'll go to training." Murakihara Riki shook his head, he still can't let Yanagi Renji see it, and he is not a weak chicken who will get down on the ground as soon as he runs, these training contents are small problems for Yukimura Seiichi's body Bar?

Seeing "Yukimura Seichi leaving," Liu Lianji sighed deeply. The final of the Kanto Tournament is this weekend. It is not certain whether the two of them can change back now. Then I remembered someone's advice not to force the little girl I'm in a hurry... so why don't you bring someone to share your worries with me.

Who should I find?Find Genichiro, Genichiro is honest.

When Murakihara Riki followed the main selection training, everyone was a little startled, but they didn't say anything.

"Yukimura, why don't you supervise outside the venue today?" Fumta Marui followed up blowing bubbles with red hair.

"I'm laid off, and I will be supervised by Yanagi from now on." Murakihara Riki said while running, watching Bunta Marui still eating bubble gum out of the corner of his eye, "Don't burst the bubble."

"Crack——" Pink bubbles covered Fumta Marui's face.

Purple original pear tree: ......

The morning training ended quickly, and Ziyuan Limu stood on the edge of the court panting, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

Yukimura Seiichi's physical strength is a monster, right?

She has always felt that her physical strength is already very different from ordinary people.As a result, Yukimura Seiichi was even worse.The training content that I thought would be strenuous at first, after the exercise, I was sweating profusely and my breathing rate was a little disordered, but there was no illusion of exhaustion at all.

Think about Seiichi Yukimura, who paid great attention to physical health after he fell ill, and never left behind in exercising.You have to run ten kilometers indoors on a rainy day. How can you have poor physical fitness?

Back to the classroom from the tennis court, the bench is still warm.

Someone knocked at the door: "Excuse me, I want to find Mr. Yukimura."

Ziyuan Limu looked over, it was a girl.

"What do you want me to do?"

"It's like this, Yukimura-kun, there will be a national high school art exhibition next month, so the club wants to collect the works of students in the school to submit to the competition, and invite Yukimura-kun to be a judge." The girl said softly.

"Okay." Ziyuan Limu agreed without hesitation. Although she can't draw, she still knows how to read.

When the girl heard Murakihara Riki's promise, the smile on her face grew wider: "Each class must submit three pictures. As the initiator, our club also wants to ask Yukimura-kun to draw a picture to represent the club. Is that okay?"

Purple original pear wood: ...? ? ?

Whatever she said, why didn't she know that she was still a golden mouth?

"I..." Ziyuan Limu said in embarrassment, "It's not very convenient recently."

"Xingmura-kun..." The girl frowned, as if she was about to cry in embarrassment.

Ziyuan Limu: This one is weaker than me, it can't be compared.

"I know that the Kanto Contest is this week. Yukimura-kun must be concentrating on the Kanto Contest. But can you spare a little time later? The drawing contest will start submission next month."

Ziyuan Limu was silent, you have already talked about this, is it okay for her not to agree?And Yukimura himself is also a member of the club, why don't you ask his opinion first?

After all, she can't draw.

"I'll get back to you later?"

"it is good."

Back in the classroom, Murakihara Riki emailed Yukimura Seichi about the incident and asked him what he thought.

Maybe the other party's mobile phone is not nearby, and the class is over, and the other side will reply: 【Of course. 】

Ziyuan Limu: [Okay, I answered the other end. 】

Yukimura Seiichi: 【Alright, thank you for your hard work, Murasakihara-san. 】

Ziyuan Limu: [It's not hard work, it was originally drawn by you. 】

Yukimura Seiichi: [? 】

Murakihara Riki: [Do you think I can draw?Impressionist painter Zihara Rika. 】

Yukimura Seiichi was really amused when he received this text message, his shoulders trembled from laughing, and he returned after a long time.

Yukimura Seiichi: 【Then after I finish the painting, bring it to Murasakihara-san? 】

Ziyuan Limu: [Yes.When the time comes to Kyoto you give me. 】

Yukimura Seiichi: 【Okay. 】

Ziyuan Limu nodded in satisfaction, put down the phone, and remembered one more thing: [Speaking of which, I don't have any drawing tools, you may have to buy them yourself. 】

Yukimura Seiichi: 【No problem.Uncle Ziyuan recently gave a lot of pocket money.Thank you Murasakihara-san for your generosity. 】

Purple original pear wood:? ? ?

Yukimura Seiichi, let go of my poor pocket money! ! !

The fact is that Yukimura Seiichi naturally cannot use the small treasury of Murasaki Hara.

When the two met for the first time, Yukimura Seiichi and Murakihara Riki brought each other the card with their money saved. One was for emergency, and the other was that they didn’t want to use the cards given by each other’s parents. money.

Seeing that Yukimura Seiichi agreed, Murakihara Riki sent a text message to the club girl at the text message number Yukimura Seiichi had given her.

It's a pity that my mobile phone and Yukimura Seiichi's mobile phone are not from the same carrier, so I can't send text messages.You know, sending emails is really troublesome.

Genichiro Sanada has been silently watching his friend for a long time.

From being aware of my friend's mistake before, to the middle guess being overturned repeatedly.Genichiro Sanada felt a little headache.It is said that because he is in love, he can't fully focus on training. Now that the matter is resolved, the reason that he can train well seems reasonable, but after thinking about it at home, Sanada Genichiro can be sure that Yukimura Seiichi is by no means a person who does not discriminate between public and private.

Seeing Lian Er that day seemed to have the answer, so I found someone to ask for the answer early in the morning.In the end, he asked for a long time to get nothing, just told him not to think too much, and he would be fine after the Kanto competition.

What a fart, Genichiro Sanada frowned coldly in the face of his still unfamiliar and contradictory friends, ready to go up and ask what happened.

He had just taken two steps when someone grabbed his shoulder.

Turning around, the boy with light brown hair stood behind him: "Liu?"

"I'll tell you what happened to Yukimura."

"But you must control yourself."

Sanada Genichiro pursed his lips: "Say it."

In the silent corridor suddenly sounded like a sky-shattering roar.

"NO!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't believe it!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The author has something to say: Brothers, do you have any sand sculpture plots you want to see [I don’t admit it because I have no inspiration.

By the way, I changed the time, and the final of the Kanto competition is scheduled for the next week.That means another two weeks.