[Net King] Unorganized

What right do you have to touch those who have the right to dominate? "Xing Li really didn't know what to say to this person who didn't know what was going on in his head and seemed to be unable to use common sense to infer.

"Obviously I'm dating Senior Liu, but I still can't figure it out with Ice Emperor's people, Feng Jun and Ninzu-kun from the tennis club, right? Are you not afraid that I will tell Senior?"

"Huh?" Xingli was speechless.

"You green tea bitch." Ryoko Sagishima said word by word.

"Have you finished? I'm really holding your hand—" Xingli frowned and said, but she was interrupted by a voice from the door.

"Student Ludao, I don't think my relationship with you is good enough to let you rummage through my personal belongings."

Liu Lian, who was wearing a tracksuit, said expressionlessly.

Lu Dao, who had been arrogant just now, had turned pale.

"Please apologize for insulting my girlfriend." Liu Lianer opened her eyes and looked condescendingly at the school girl who didn't even know where to put her hands.

"No!" Ryoko Sagishima said with tears in her eyes.

"I think you are a bitch!" Someone said what Xingli had been holding back for a long time.

Looking back, it was Shashu Nishimura.

Nishimura Saki, who was blushing with anger, walked over and slapped Ryoko Sagishima in the face, so loud that everyone present fell into a mysterious silence.

"Xingli, you are really good-tempered. You are so weird that you can bear to teach him a lesson." Nishimura Shashu glared at Sagishima Ryoko, "What are you looking at! I wanted to beat you last time, so I have to endure it until now." This time, I'm going to suffer too!"

"you--!"

"Can I ask you to leave? I'll see you at the discipline committee later." Anri shook off Ryoko Sagishima's hand, took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands in distaste.

"You are not welcome in the third grade classroom, Ms. Aiko Sagishima."

Liu Lian'er's last sentence made up the knife and Ryoko Ludao ran out of the classroom crying.

"Ah, I forgot to grab tickets!" Xingli covered her face with one hand.

"Ah, I originally wanted to come back and help you grab it together." Nishimura Saki copied Anri's posture.

"It seems that you are not feeling well, Xingli." Liu Lianer heaved a sigh of relief.

Xingli looked at Liu Lian Er resentfully: "No, my spirit has been polluted, and I'm quite uncomfortable now."

Liu Lian'er said, "I don't understand why Ludao seems to be possessed by an evil spirit, and makes some unexplainable actions."

Xingli sighed, and looked at Nishimura Shashu: "Why do you look happy, Shashu?"

"Ah?" Sha Shu rubbed his face, "I'm probably a little excited because I will have a reason to meet Sanada-kun soon."

"...for what reason?"

"Go and submit the review! I have already figured out how to write it!"

"Actually, it's just a slap in the face. There is no need to submit a review to the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee..."

"It's been a long time since I heard Sanada-kun's voice~ Ah~ I'm still a little excited!"

"..."

However, Nishimura Shashu has fallen into his own world.

"By the way, Xingli, what happened to Ludao's 'Ninzu-kun'?" Liu Lianer asked.

Anri looked at the ceiling and thought for a while: "Ah, Ninzu-kun's father is a doctor in that hospital, and we chatted a little when we met in the hospital."

"I think it's the same." Liu Lianer said.

"By the way, Lian Er, don't you think Sha Shu's slap is quite familiar?"

"...When you put it that way, both the posture and the strength are very similar to Genichiro's."

Liu Lian Er stroked her chin and concluded.

Chapter 30

Anri Aisaka sat on the bus, nodding drowsily.

The half-length hair was tied into a ponytail, and the broken hair that got in the way was clipped by black hairpins. It felt more energetic than the usual loose hair.

For the convenience of movement, she wore a long-sleeved jacket and sports trousers, zipped to the top, and buried her chin in the raised neckline.

He also likes to zip up the neckline, what a coincidence.

Liu Lian Er was secretly happy, but on the surface she looked calm.

"Xingli?" He called softly, only to get a somewhat vague response from the other party.

"Sleep on my shoulder if you want to sleep."

The boy was a little ready to move, and there was such a plot in the girl manga I read yesterday.

Liu Lianer seldom reads manga. As for shoujo manga, if his sister Liu Shaling didn't enthusiastically provide the shoujo manga at the bottom of the box, he probably wouldn't read it either. After all, he is not Sadaharu.

"Hmm..." Aisaka Anri whimpered, and obediently leaned on Liu's shoulder, holding the satchel with the change of clothes in her hand, adjusted the position and stopped moving.

Fortunately, Liu Lian'er's own coat was also zipped up to the top, so he didn't have to worry about Xing Li's disobedient hair scratching his neck.

Looking down at Xingli's body rising and falling slightly with her breathing, Liu Lian'er felt quite satisfied.

He originally thought about asking Xingli to teach her to play tennis sometime, but so many things happened before, so he never took time out.Recently, the section exam just ended, and the weather was good, so Liu Lianer invited Xingli to play tennis.

The destination is the tennis club he often goes to, the facilities are complete and the price is affordable and it is not too far away.

It only takes 10 minutes to get there by bus, and it took only 5 minutes to get on the bus, and Xingli was already fast asleep.

It seems that he is the type who is particularly prone to falling asleep in the car.

Liu Lian Er made a silent note in her heart.

When they arrived at the club, Liu Lianer first went to the front desk to register, and Xingli was carrying her bag to find a vacant stadium.

I asked the staff just now that there are not too many people today, and there should be empty stadiums.

However, when Liu Lian'er finished registering and walked to the court with his tennis bag on his back, the figure of a certain person made his face darken for a moment.

He has always been proud of his good memory, but now he wished that his memory was not so good.

Whether it was a national level player or a cannon fodder who was eliminated in the regional competition, as long as Liu Lianer had collected information about the middle school tennis players, he would remember them all clearly—including the brown-haired and frivolous-faced stinking kid in front of him.

Kiichi Kuki, the head of the tennis club at Kakiki Middle School.

If the other party is just a simple opponent, Liu Lian Er can easily ignore him.

But unfortunately this is not possible.

In the dream, this man actually came to grab love with him, this is simply unforgivable!

And most importantly, in the dream, Liu Lian Er actually lost to this wretched man no matter how you look at it!

Just thinking of the nightmare that woke him up in the middle of the night, Liu Lian'er felt that his sanity was about to turn into a butterfly and fly away.

However, Kuki Kiichi didn't notice Liu Lianji who was watching him with a complicated face at the gate of the stadium, but walked towards Xingli's position with his things.

Afraid that Jiu Guigui would go up to strike up a conversation or something, Liu Lianer followed without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, there's someone here." Xingli saw Jiu Guigui put something on the side of the net, and went up to ask with the racket in his arms.

"Ah? I haven't seen you before." Kuki Kiichi's tone was not friendly, "Don't you know, this is my special show."

Xingli didn't flinch, and narrowed her eyes slightly: "I'm here first to take the seat."

"Whatever venue the girl wants, just hit the wall casually." Jiu Guigui sneered.

Originally, Liu Lian'er was just looking at him unhappy—very well, now she really wanted to teach him a lesson.

He regretted a little that he couldn't eliminate his five senses.

"Even if someone like you hits the wall, the wall will be sad." Rarely arguing with others does not mean that Liu Lian'er will not hurt others. He stood in front of Xingli and blocked the nine ghosts for her. One sight.

"Huh? What the hell are you guys?"

Of course Liu would not wear Li Haida's uniform when he went out on his rest day, but even so, the fact that the other party didn't know him still made him a little uncomfortable.

No wonder they couldn't pass the competition.

Liu Gan used the data of the huge box in his study as a guarantee that he had never met Kiichi Kuki in this club before, this guy was definitely lying.

"You are the ghost." Xingli held Liu's coat, leaned out half of her body from behind Liu Lianer, and retorted to Kuki Kiichi.

"So clever, this guy is a 'ghost', right, Kiichi Kuki from Kakiki Middle School?"

"Hey, you actually know my uncle, you have a good eye..."

"—However, I haven't entered the Kanto Competition once in three years."

"You kid—!" Kuki Kiichi distorted his face, looking as if he was going to fight at any moment.

"Is there something wrong with what I said?" Liu Lian'er said lightly.

Jiu Guigui took a deep breath: "Although I don't know where you are from, let me teach you how to be a man with tennis balls!"

"Whatever you want." Liu Lian'er said calmly.

"Minister!" Someone who looked like Kuki Kiichi's follower ran over - a standard passerby appearance, Liu Lianer had no impression of him at all.

It seems that because Aisaka Anri is standing behind her, Liu Lianer feels that she is a little unexpectedly impulsive today.

"It doesn't matter if the two go together."

There is nothing strange about being handsome in front of the person you like, this is the romance of a man.

Liu Lian thought about it.

"Lianji." Xingli tugged at his coat slightly.

"Don't worry," Liu said.

"No." Xingli ran up to him and looked at him solemnly, "Don't play 6:0, you will be retaliated."

Liu Lian Er forced herself to hold back her laughter, and nodded.

Anri added: "6:1 is fine, really."

Liu Lian'er said happily, "No problem."

The ending is all in Liu Lian