[Comprehensive] Yukimura, take medicine

An hour later, Qing Jian arrived at Ijiin Hibiki's house panting heavily, dragged the person who was lying on the bed with the corpse up, and forced him to press the person in front of the desk to speak harshly.

"Teacher, I will give you two hours to draw the remaining three pages of your content, and then I will send it to the editorial department before twelve o'clock. I don't care whether you paste it with your feet or your face. Anyway, I I will show you one more time, if the painting is not good, you just wait to be beaten!"

Yiji Yuanxiang lay down in front of the desk with a lifeless look, "Qingjian, you can't be so angry, be careful, Ashi doesn't want you..."

"Thanks to you, Ah Shi and I just quarreled yesterday."

After hearing this sentence, Yiji Yuanxiang immediately regained his energy. You must know that he has watched the two children grow up. Ashi is the kind of perfect boy. He followed his sweetheart since he was a child. I never had a fight.

"He can't stand your violence at last?" No... Isn't Qing Jian's violence only used on him as a teacher, "No... I think if I can't stand it, I must be the one who can't stand it first. Why do you provoke him? gone?"

Qing Jian squatted on the ground to tidy up the scattered pages of the book, and looked at his teacher with unkind eyes, "What do you mean I provoked him again? When did I provoke him?"

"How should I put it, unconditionally ignoring someone's love for you is also considered a kind of bullying." Yijiyuan replied, spinning the pencil in his hand, "Because based on what I know about you, it must not be Ah Shi who provoked you first." The cause of your quarrel must be caused by you."

This kind of unreasonable trust is really enough...

Qing Jian twitched her mouth helplessly, "Who is your student, why don't you believe me?"

"Of course I believe in you, it's just that you two are the ones I've grown up with, right? Wait, don't refute. When Ah Shi started playing tennis, you learned how to draw from me. He has tolerated you unconditionally since he was a child." , according to the setting in your comics, it must be [a loyal dog who is stupid to a certain level and has no cure], how can someone with this setting make you angry?"

"...Ashi and brother deliberately lost my photo before, but they didn't tell me." Qing Jian lowered his head and continued to organize the manuscript paper, his voice a little muffled.

"What picture?"

"It is said that when I was young, my mother was too obsessed with my mother, and my mother took me to the UK for filming, but because the filming task was very heavy during that time, I was temporarily handed over to a friend to take care of me. It was probably during that time that I met a ...Well, little boy. Later, when I left, I had a group photo, and later...it was lost by my brother and Ashi." Qingjian tried to describe this matter in a few words, but in the end she found that ...She didn't even blame them at all.Obviously what was lost was hers.

"...According to my guess, this matter must have been brought up by Kanata first, otherwise Ah Shi wouldn't dare to throw your things away."

"Hey, how do you know?" Qing Jian looked at the teacher and saw the expression on the other person's face, "Oh, I know it must be like that, "If you run out of inspiration one day and can't draw manga, you can actually go to divination. At least It won't make you poor enough to starve to death on the streets."

"Hey, hey, it's too much for you to say that! Even if the inspiration is exhausted, at least I still have savings. How can I use it to perform on the street. After all, you were still young at that time, and you played a lot. It's not like it is now. The whole A boy in the second year of middle school suffered from a disease called "My sister is the cutest little girl in the world, no one is allowed to get close to her, you perverts, go away!", and the disease improved slightly with age, but at that time... ...It's really serious. So when he sees you taking photos with other boys, he will definitely do something bad, and besides, Ah Shi, as the brother-in-law he has recognized since he was a child, is at best an accomplice."

"...What you said is quite reasonable."

"The point is that the two of you quarreled over this matter, was it because you hated the person in the photo or was it because Ah Shi lied to you?"

Qing Jian felt a little angry when she heard the first half of the sentence, how could she not want others to quarrel with her boyfriend! ? "Of course it's because of the latter. The photo doesn't show my parents, brother or brother. Even if it's you, if Ah Shi tells me that I want to throw it away, I won't have any objection."

"... Teacher's middle-aged glass heart feels a little broken." The 23-year-old Yijiin Hibiki was once again stimulated by the straightforward words of his students.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when the manuscript was sent back to Marukawa Bookstore. Maybe it was because a stone was pressing on my heart last night and I didn't sleep well. Fall into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, he had already arrived at the stop of Miura Shrine. Kiyoshi woke up instantly after hearing the station announcement, picked up his bag and walked out quickly, and stepped out of the car at the last second when the door closed.

With the idea of ​​having something to bring when apologizing, Kiyomi decided to go to the shrine to ask Yukimura for a wish of victory, wishing that he could be selected for the Japanese team smoothly, although - being selected for the Japanese team with the strength of his boyfriend It's an easy thing, maybe I will still be the captain, but I always feel that it is not very sincere to apologize or something empty-handed.

After entering the shrine, relying on the memories of the past, I went straight to the place where I asked for a wishing lottery. From the back of a girl with double ponytails bending over in front of the wishing place, there was a slightly crying complaint.

"Big ominous...big ominous...how can it always be a big ominous?" Ryuzaki Sakura was about to cry out of frustration holding seven or eight pieces of paper with big ominous written on them. Will always get the lottery.

Qing Jian walked to the stick next to her silently, reached out to pick it up and began to shake it vigorously. After a few shakes, a piece of paper stick fell off. She bent down and stretched out two fingers to pick it up, rolled it up again, and quickly kneaded it into a ball. Tuck it into your pocket.

Start to shake the stick repeatedly—bend down to pick up the paper stick—spread out—read √—stuff the note into the coat pocket.

"What..." Qing Jian said something disrespectful in a low voice after drawing the No.20 three cards.

When Ryuzaki Sakura picked up the No.40 Nine Occupants, she heard the girl next to her erupt in a low voice. She looked over with red eyes, and then a thread popped in her head, "Learn...Senior sister?"

She suddenly remembered the photo of the u17 training camp that Horio had sent them before, and she also said that the girl who had been with the Lihai tennis team during the national competition was also a volunteer in the u17, a second-year student at Ice Emperor Academy, how could she suddenly appear it's here?

Qing Jian heard the voice and looked at the girl beside her, seeing her looking at herself, looking left and right, but she didn't see anyone else, so she raised a finger and pointed at herself, "Did you call me?"

Ryuzaki Sakura blushed a little, nodded, "Senior, hello, I'm Ryuzaki Sakurano, a first-year student at Seigaku, I met you at the national competition before,"

"Hello, are you asking for a wishing sign?"

"Enen! However, they are all culprits." Ryuzaki Sakura lowered his head in frustration, "I don't know why, senior sister...can I ask you a question?"

"Okay, what's the problem?"

"I want to know... Ryoma-kun's situation in the training camp... If it's inconvenient, I won't bother senior sister..." Ryuzaki Sakurano said with his head down, almost silent at the end.

The girl's voice was too low, Qing Jian could hardly hear clearly, and dragged out the word "Eh", "Can I trouble you to say it again... I didn't hear clearly."

"—No, I'm sorry!"

The author has something to say: Watch the new Prince of Tennis again... The shame level is really overwhelming