Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Chapter 11 Your plug-in is not as strong as mine

"Ha~~ I said, why do we want to watch a tennis match?"

It was a petite girl with a red double ponytail tied to her head. She was yawning long with a look of tiredness at the moment, and she couldn't help but complain about the two people beside her:

"Isn't Kirino still having a game in the afternoon? Isn't it okay to find a cafe to stay? There are cakes."

"Shut up, Kanako."

The black-haired girl sullenly made a lesson:

"It's because you are too lazy, so we have to find something to do, right?"

"This reason is too far-fetched!"

Known as Kanako, she looked at the black-haired girl exaggeratedly, and then she seemed to think of something, and gradually showed a playful smile on her lips:

"Hey, maybe Ayase has gained weight recently, so she dare not eat sweet things?"

"You, what did you say!"

The flushed Ayase grabbed Kanako's head. She couldn't see that she was so weak and she had so much strength. Seeing Kanako's feet were about to leave the ground.

"Surrender! I was wrong! Help~ Kirino!"

"Oh, Ayase, Kanako, stop arguing between you two..."

With a helpless face between the two of them, Kirino had to smile bitterly and tried to pull away the two friends. Ayase was a fan and Kanako was a rough nerve. Every time she went to give them two peacemakers, she was really tired. what.

"Ayase, Kanako didn't mean it, just let it go this time."

"Huh, since Tong Nao said that..."

Here, Ayase still listened to her own words, so she was done with a little comfort, and then Kirino turned to Kanako again:

"Kanako, quickly apologize to Ayase, you..."

"Wow! Look at Kirino over there!"

"what?"

Kanako interrupted Kirino's words before she finished speaking. She pulled Kirino's sleeves and pointed in a direction not far away. There were two people passing by with tennis rackets one after the other. The former was dazzling. The blonde attracted Kanako in an instant.

"That's a handsome guy! Still a super stylish type!"

Ignoring the black-faced Ayase on the side, Kanako said cheerfully:

"Hey, it looks like they are going to play a game too, let's go and see! Anyway, it's all tennis, not watching it there."

"Kanako, you..."

Ayase was about to preach, but she saw Kirino's dull expression sandwiched between them.

"Tung Nai?"

She called her friend's name suspiciously, but the other party didn't seem to hear it, and just focused on the two people who had just passed by, to be precise, the one who followed the shiny blond handsome guy.

"No..."

She muttered in disbelief:

"Why is that guy here..."

...

"Here, it's here."

Following Ye Shan into an outdoor court without hindrance, perhaps because of the county competition today, there are almost no people here.

"The rules of the game follow the normal rules, okay?"

"up to you."

Wu Ye didn't care about these things. Since he had chosen to follow the other side in trouble, he would charge some interest anyway. He was not interested in the previous things.

"The decision to serve the game, just use coins... No, what about me first?"

"casual."

"Thanks a lot."

Standing at the bottom line of the opponent's court, Ye Shan began to prepare before serving. At the same time, he didn't know if he was talking to himself or explaining to Wu, he said:

"Actually, my tennis isn't very good. It's much worse than the minister."

This is what Ye Shan said.

"If it was my level, maybe it would be more ugly to lose under your hands?"

"What do you mean?"

Wu Ye felt an inevitable surprise by Ye Shan's words. He wanted to come to this guy only if the Minister was stronger before he wanted to fight a revenge battle, but this wave of confessions was going to happen in advance.

"I don't mean anything special, it's just that some things have to be done."

Although Ye Shan's words were full of involuntary helplessness, the expression on his face did not reveal a sense of forcedness.

The chat seemed to end here, Ye Shan clenched the racket in his hand, gently tossed the ball, and hit it with a sharp blow.

Wu Ye's mind was still thinking about Hae Shan's intentions, but his body also moved on its own with a strong response. There was almost no need to predict. The moment Hae Shan hit the ball, he saw where the ball fell.

Starting, stopping, swinging, and hitting the ball back, the tennis ball hit by Wu Ye flew back to Yeshan's court at a speed and strength that was completely unscientific when it came, and of course no opponent received it.

Ye Shan, who was a step late, could only watch the ball leave the field, but he did not catch up.

"Sure enough, Gaosaka-san."

Even if it was lost, Ye Shan didn't see any embarrassment on his face. His expression was the same as a mask, and it didn't seem to change with his mood.

"Bad guy."

This kind of performance once again reduced the affinity between Wu Ye and Ye Shan, and he began to fulfill his previous promise and relentlessly shortened the game time.

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