Pet boy under the snow

Just after Bai Zhigang and Xuexia had finished their lunch, the girl was sitting in the shade and reading a book, wisps of sunlight passing through the gaps in the leaves, sprinkling spots on the ground.

The slogans of the athletics department floated in the distance from time to time.

Xuexia squinted at the harmless looking guy sitting beside him.

From the very beginning, Xuexia was strongly opposed to Bai Zhi running to school when she had nothing to do, but now she has acquiesced to Bai Zhi's behavior.

Or rather too lazy to object.

It's useless to object anyway, this guy is obedient, he won't refute anything you say, but some things are too stern to say.

For example, you are determined not to go to school, but you want to come to school to participate in the club activities of the Ministry of Service.

Another example is that he promised not to accept anything from others, but he still often carried a bunch of snacks to the ministry.

Fortunately, Shirachi still has some knowledge of common sense, and knows what Xuexia hates, so he has never brought anyone into the ministry.

After all, this is the department to help others. If everyone is brought to the Ministry of Service, it will be messy. Even if it is Bai Zhi, Xuexia will not be merciful in words.

"It's really hard work." Shiraito who was sitting next to Yuki didn't know when he ate the chocolate bar, holding a bottle of soda in the other hand, and looking forward to Totsuka Ayaka who was holding a racket against the wall.

The Ministry of Service accepted the commission of Totsuka Saika.

Initially, Yukinoshita didn't plan to accept this commission, but in the end he accepted the commission under Yubihama's plea and Higiya's radical command.

——Help the tennis club, or help Ayaka Totsuka, to make his skills stronger

In a blink of an eye, several days passed, and tennis training has already reached the second stage.

That is, from the beginning of physical training to holding a racket against the wall.

"Where did you get your food?" Xuexia held up a book, tucked a strand of hair behind her ears, and looked sideways at Shirachi beside her.

His black hair was dyed with a faint golden glow in the warm sun. He was wearing a white T-shirt with a fat cat pattern, cropped trousers, and a pair of dark sneakers. Compared to the windbreaker when he first appeared, this At that time he was more like a modern boy.

"Just sent by a kind girl." Bai Zhi opened a bag of potato chips from the side.

"And the girls I met when I came to your school for the first time before also gave me some food." Baizhi took out a potato chip, "Can you eat it?"

Yukoshita turned her head away, coldly without speaking.

"Eat it?" Baizhi continued to ask.

Xuexia still ignored him and looked down.

"Eat it?" Bai Zhida meant to entangle without answering.

"Don't eat." In the end, Xuexia had no choice but to answer Baizhi.

Baizhi was just as simple as he could, and he fed the potato chips into his mouth, and picked up the laptop he brought from home to turn on.

When the machine was turned on, he looked at the timber seat in front of him that yelled "Devil Ball" and stirred up a pile of sand from the stadium.

"The power of the magic ball is really small."

After observing for a while, Bai Zhi retracted his gaze, and his gaze fell on the document displayed on the computer.

In the grand sunlight, the two sat in the shade of the trees. One was reading a book and occasionally looked up at Totsuka Ayaka, who was training hard, and the other sat down next to her, quickly tapping the keyboard with his fingers, as if hitting black and white. Teenager with piano keyboard.

Harmonious and warm picture.

"The comment is the one who scolded me again." Baizhi opened the web page and looked at the comments under the novel he published, and was slightly dissatisfied.

Recently, there is a new book about Xiuxian. Its popularity has risen rapidly on a certain online literature platform. Its reputation has been passed by thousands of people, and its stories have been told by thousands of people.

The story roughly tells the thrilling journey of a young man who cultivated immortality... Oh, no thrills.

It was also criticized because of this.

How can a story be without ups and downs?

The protagonist's body is a chaotic fire, and then all the way to fight with people is always "chaotic fire, chaotic fire, chaotic fire".

This is a fart.

"Compared with that subject and predicate language, the story rhythm is messed up in S2, at least you can read your story in." Xuexia didn't look away from the book, she paused and continued.

"But it's really boring."

"Will it be boring?" Baizhi looked at the chapters on the document in confusion.

On November 11, 213, Shiraichi encountered a powerful enemy who had hundreds of moves and was called the magician of the world of cultivating immortals. The enemy graduated from a T0-level university of immortal world and focused on quantum spiritual mechanics. He knows how to use coordinates, momentum, angular momentum and other knowledge, and he is also quite accomplished in thermodynamics. By using the knowledge of thermodynamics to refine the spiritual power density, it can cause huge damage to the enemy. It is an opponent that makes the enemy a headache.

But the magician encountered the fire of chaos. This man was also proficient in thermodynamics and was an associate professor of a certain Xiuxian University.

The battle between the two was on the verge, and the wonderful fight kicked off. The magician started the game with the thermodynamics that he had spent several weeks calculating to the fullest. His surging spiritual power and ignited flames are enough to make rivals at the same level. trembling!

Look, he is laughing wildly!It seems that the winner is already in hand!

The magician struck Baizhi with soaring flames.

Oh, hell, the fire was eaten by Bai Zhi, and the magician was defeated and fled!

"From my point of view, it's quite interesting and fresh, but if you watch it too much, it will be aesthetically tired, which is so-called boring."

It's really strange. Why is it so pleasant to read such a mentally retarded text?

Xuexia tilted his head and looked at the article written by Baizhi, with doubts in his eyes.When thinking, she unconsciously took the chocolate bar that Baizhi handed over, her pinkish thin lips touched the silky sweet chocolate, feeling the smooth and mellow scent filling her mouth.

After all, it is incredible that this work, which has not many words, will make a small wave on this online platform.

"Something seems to be happening there."

The two were still chatting without a word. At this moment, Bai Zhi's voice suddenly pulled Xuezhi back to reality.

"This is not your venue. Even non-community people like us can use it, right?"

It was a woman with blonde hair and curly hair. She exuded a certain kind of oppressive aura. When she spoke in a loud and aggressive voice, Totsuka Saika, who was in front of her, lowered her head in confusion.

Yuko Miura, a woman who is currently the pinnacle, accompanied by a group of Hazan Hayato, who is now on the team, thought it was a dispute caused by the venue.

"Sorry, we applied for this stadium first, so I'm sorry, but other people can't use it now." Biqigu seemed to apologize very sincerely, but everyone who knows him knows that he has no apology at this time. In the final analysis, this is the problem of Miura and his party.

"It's him." Bai Zhi stopped when he saw the Yeshan Hayato in the crowd.

When Xuexia saw him that day, his mood was a lot worse, so he had a little impression of this handsome blond guy.

"Let's go take a look." Bai Zhi said.