behind the glitz of the net king

Today's weather is surprisingly good. The nearby sky always reminds people of a half-acre square pond. The swaying sunlight is not glaring, but soft as if it is about to disperse.

Echizen Long Yue turned her face away, with all the pride and pride in her eyes, but the smile on the corners of her lips hadn't stretched yet, the sky was as clear as water, with the tail of clouds drifting past with the wind.

And the little sparrow that flopped twice got into the shade of the tree again, looking around curiously with its small head raised.

How can such a summer day be melted by the sun before it can be forgotten.

I don't know how long the situation of being pinned down by Atobe lasted. On the one hand, Echizen Longyue was itchy to death when he couldn't catch the golfer, and on the other hand, there was a dull pain in his heart that memory overlapped reality.

This kind of scene is like Keigo Hatobe walking proudly in front of her, and all she can see is his back, only his back.

The route of the ball seems to have been deliberately designed. This game has become a solo fight between the two boys, and no one can disrupt it.

The ball rolled to Echizen Long Yue's feet, she picked it up and pursed her lips, but unconsciously gripped the ball tighter and tighter.

This round was won by Shiraishi.

Echizen Long Yue indulged his temper, stepped forward based on his feelings, and decided to become the devil king of the world, so as not to turn the world upside down, he was sorry for the "care" of the two of them.

Sure enough, Shiraishi's ball appeared at the expected position, and Echizen Longyue was almost about to hit it, with the momentum of a strong man gone forever.

But Keigo Atobe's beat obliquely chased him, and the body following him leaned straight back.Probably his foot slipped a bit—who made him want to catch the ball and block Long Yue's path with all his strength, so we won't say anything if he's distracted.

During the coherence of the movements, Echizen Longyue froze in mid-air before the arc of the beat was cut.

"...Look, it's you who is holding back." She put the racket on her shoulder and said, Keigo Atobe felt that Echizen Longyue, who had a bright smile on his face, was really embarrassed.

"It's so noisy." Keigo Atobe didn't forget to keep his disdainful face after getting up, and the tone of trying to suppress dissatisfaction sounded weird no matter what.

Echizen Longyue cooperated with covering his ears with both hands, and swayed back and forth in front of Keigo Atobe without hesitation, "Is it noisy? Can't hear you!"

Even worse?Then flatten it!

The exaggerated movement of Keigo Atobe hitting Echizen Ryuetsu on the head actually didn't hurt at all.

Shiraishi Kuranosuke said: "It's Xiao Jin's cousin... Sure enough..."

Echizen Longyue was rubbing his head, and after hearing this sentence, he glanced lightly at Shiraishi, and couldn't help but tiptoe to look around after 3 minutes.

Her loss came so silently, it was better to say it was expected.Nothing appeared.

Echizen Long Yue's attention was not on the score, because Maeda Yuki's ball was really not lethal, and the balance of the game was tilted to their side, so the game, which was determined at the beginning, was purely to kill time.

Atobe Keigo turned his back and covered his face with a sweat towel, only a corner of the light blue iris was exposed, which was enough to collapse Maeda Yuu's proud expression.

The huge canopy stubbornly casts everything into a shadow, including the thin and impenetrable sunlight.

"Maeda!" Shiraishi Kuranosuke yelled abruptly towards the figure that was going away, and Echizen Longyue noticed that Maeda Yuu was expressionlessly throwing everyone far behind him.

Atobe Keigo called Maeda several times in a row but there was no response.

Yukimura Seichi is going to disappear for an afternoon, right?Echizen Long Yue turned on the faucet, and the gurgling water flowed over her wrist. She couldn't explain the unexplainable depression in her heart, and the sunlight like broken gold danced among the splashes of water.

In a blink of an eye, a figure blurred from near to far on the path, Echizen Long Yue lowered his head and patted his cheek with water.

Kishi Tomoe sat on a bench with his heeled boots turned up high, yawning while blocking the sunlight.

Echizen Long Yue felt his eyes clear, and the young man's smile unfolded like clouds at the edge of the sky.

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