My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style Chapter 243

Chapter 25 Liumei Sauce, have you seen this new routine?Take notes!

Miss Tsurumi Rumi was bullied.

The reason was probably that she was hit by a basketball in the arm when she was walking past the basketball court.

This is not a big thing, it happens often, and it is not unusual. Originally, she just frowned, rubbed her arms and was ready to continue running.

But some people in this world don't like to make trouble, and trouble should come to her.

The gray grandsons who played basketball belonged to her class next door, who was in the sixth grade. Several people saw that the girl who was hit was a girl and said they wanted to apologize. As a result, they ignored them at all—boys with strong self-esteem thought Staying in the United States does not give face...

One sentence summary-if you let me not apologize, I won't apologize?Don't I lose face then?

——You have a face!

I told you not to eat shit, then do you eat or not?

This is what some people like to say now. God knows where he gets so much face all day long. Is his face swollen?

In fact, those boys...maybe they deliberately made things difficult when Xiao Liumei was so cute, maybe.

At least, Higiya Hachiman thinks so.

He is still talking to Kunou Rin, and his intention is nothing more than "If you feel a disadvantage, I will take it off and let you look back." Even though the golden double ponytails are much more mature than their peers, no matter where they are an old fritters opponent, it's good at all. I didn't ask for it, but I was blushing with the lesson.

"The children nowadays are frivolous and impetuous. You little girl with no hair still wants to fall in love? Do you know how to write love?"

"..."

"I think so."

The teenager wearing sunglasses stretched his hands: "It is better for young people to be more stable, not to be too high-minded-you want to find a high-quality man like me as your boyfriend when you come, Kunu, you have to be righteous..."

"..."

Kunou Rin was blushing for him.

Do you praise yourself so much, and it's just a dead eye, afraid that you're also single, and still have the face to slander me?

The long blond ponytail swayed and ran away, and turned his head to stick his tongue out and made a grimace. At that time, the gangster took off his sunglasses in silence, his expression was indifferent and indifferent. The girls are getting lonely...

This is a man with his own bgm!

Handsome!

Of course, they didn't know what this handsome man said in his heart:

"...Kawaii! This guy is so cute, like a little fox."

……

"You said that if I have a daughter in the future, will I be as cute as her?"

[Need spoilers?May I ask Mikuru to adjust the timeline?

"No, no, I just talk about it casually..."

He helped a few little girls to take down the badminton that flew to the treetops and saw a basketball court not far away. Tsurumi Rumi was surrounded by others...

The school’s basketball court is probably on the northeast corner of the playground. On both sides are high walls. Outside the walls are rows of tall trees. This place will have a cool shade in the morning.

In the shade of the tree, a few stinky and sweaty boys were surrounding a little girl, with expressions of excitement on their faces.

The headed thing resembling a school bully, holding a basketball in his right hand, was very arrogant, so I didn't even bother to give him a description of his appearance.

"Tsurumi classmates, just have a meal together, you don't have to be so shameless, right?"

Liu Mei frowned and looked at him, with a cold tone: "What do you want to do?"

"It's just a meal..."

"Sorry, I never eat with little animals..."

Recently, under the influence of someone, she has made great progress with her poisonous tongue. As soon as she exited, she let the children on the opposite side blow up her hair. The school bully wanted to push her, so she was picked up by the back collar with a hand...

Blinky threw the unlucky boy aside: "Why, bully more than less? Or bully girls?"

The little ghosts saw him as a high school student a little bit guilty. He was thrown off by a small school tyrant who was fighting with him. They were very courageous and gritted their teeth: "We just want to treat her to dinner, so she scolds us..."

The boy got interested and glanced sideways at the little girl who was hiding behind him, pulling the corner of her clothes and acting like a baby: "What is she calling you?"

"She said we are animals..."

"Then are you an animal?"

"Of course I am not!"

It was the first time that Hachiman heard such strange words, and sneered at his chin: "It's surprising, you are not an animal, so what are you?"

"..."

A word made him speechless and flushed.

The boy raised his eyebrows again, and pointed at the little guy behind him: "Are you going to invite her to dinner?"

No matter how arrogant they are, they are just a group of elementary school students. When they see high school students, and they are still fierce-looking high school students, of course they are a bit scared. Land: "...just eat a meal."

"I said, do you have money to invite her to dinner?"

Speaking of money, the dead boy became proud again: "My dad is the boss of the company, do you see it! This basketball is worth tens of thousands..."

"That's because your father has money, and I asked you!"

Blind Fisheye leaned down and despised him: "Except for a wealthy parent, you don't seem to find any good points, classmate, even the ugliness is not obvious enough..."

"Who said that! I'm a great basketball player!"

The dead boy was a stubborn donkey and slapped the basketball in his hands triumphantly: "Do you know the school team? Let me tell you that the school team is the same as the Rockets!"

Biqigu didn't want to talk to this neurosis, and took Liumei's hand to prepare to leave, but was stopped again-the young man's eyes sharpened: "Boy! Do you think I dare not beat you?"

After all, he is the hegemon of a school, and he has the courage to look at him, swallowing saliva and stammering: "...play, play basketball."

"Ok?"

"You, can you play ball?"

Hachiman sighed inwardly, knowing that he had been trained by himself, he couldn't swallow that breath, he wanted to beat himself in his best field.