Canary pretends to be good and runs away wearing books

A is really a busy person, and disappeared after saying two words, as if the person who was about to hug changed his face instantly, the little cutie turned into a big scumbag, pulling out the ruthless.

Ji Luo pouted.

He glanced at the painting, looked at it for a while, then picked up the pen again, pursed his lips and signed on the date.

JL.

...This painting still cannot be given to others.

Just let it go, anyway...

Anyway, it's also the first painting I passed through!

In the afternoon, Ji Luo received a message from Gong Qi'an.

An: The school announced that the list of the World Youth Tennis Tournament has been confirmed. You and I will play doubles, which is the first time for Huaguo to participate in the world doubles tournament. Have you made up your mind?

Luo Luoye: Is there anything you want to do?Just take the first one.

An: You are quite confident.

Luo Luoye: Didn't you win the singles first place?Still not confident in yourself?

An: I mean you are quite confident in yourself... Then I try to take you flying?

Luo Luoye: Hahaha~ I thank you.

An: In that case, you should go through the formalities as soon as possible.Going abroad with the school requires the consent of the guardian, give [form].

Luo Luoye: ... Ouch!

An: What's the matter, are you still having trouble with your dad?Didn't you go home?

Luo Luoye: That's not it, it's just... my father has gone abroad! ! !

An: ...

An: Embarrassment.

An: ...Could it be that you want Yi Lianmei to sign it? !

Ji Luo's face darkened.

Obviously Gong Qi'an also thought of this matter.

In a wealthy family, the most difficult people to get along with are the father's original children and the later stepmother.

——not to mention a stepmother who brought a son!

Luo Luoye: Am I crazy?

An: I don't think so, so I have another method.

Luo Luoye: What?Say it!

An: Well... I think it's just a signature anyway, it doesn't matter how you sign it, as long as they approve it in the end, you can go.

Luo Luoye: ... Tsk.

Luo Luoye: Does your dad know that you are so good at making trouble?

An: You care.

An: Flying tomorrow morning, there is not much time, I will go to Los Angeles one week in advance to adapt to the environment and concentrate on training, and your physical strength needs to be strengthened, so hurry up haha.

Ji Luo fell into deep thought.

Then, as if signing an oil painting, the fingers moved slightly, and the word 'JL' was generously dropped in the signature box!

——Didn't Gong Qi'an say that the Huaiqing shareholder belongs to my family?

I just signed it myself, sorry, will it be approved?

After a while, the school's confirmation email came.

You have been approved to participate in the World Youth Tennis Tournament. Please bring your documents and necessary luggage and gather at City B International Airport at 9 am on Monday...

Ji Luo raised his eyebrows slightly.

Really... so simple?

But since the goal has been achieved, Ji Luo doesn't go into it further, after all physical training is a serious matter.

Tomorrow, he was going to fly to Los Angeles. Ji Luo collected his mind, called instructor Xu, discussed with him the training arrangement for nearly a week, and consciously implemented it.

L didn't send a message until before going to bed.

L: I read the news, you want to play doubles with Gong Qi'an?

Luo Luoye: Wow, can this be on the news?

L: [It's another year of World Youth Tennis Competition, will Huaiqing Private School come back with the championship this year?The previous year's men's singles champion returned, but this time he will play as a doubles player. His teammate is...]

Luo Luoye: It's just a tennis match, it's boring for this group of gossip people. [Cheek.jpg]

Luo Luoye: I'm flying to the US tomorrow, let's wait for the news about me winning the trophy [嘿嘿.jpg]

The two chatted casually for a while, and then Ji Luo went to bed.

The next day, Uncle Liu sent Ji Baichi and Ji Luo to the airport together.

After all, Ji Baichi only squatted for an hour, and he is physically strong, but now his legs are not very agile.

But Ji Luo is not. The devil trained on Saturday, and he trained by himself on Sunday. Today, Monday is still in the soreness period of lactic acid accumulation, so Ji Luo rarely becomes a down-and-out chick, and starts to sleep as soon as he is weak on the plane. I didn't even notice who went to the training camp with the regiment——

Before landing, Ji Luo woke up in a daze, and heard a familiar voice gossiping again.

"Brother Qi'an, why are you playing doubles with Ji Luo?"

Gong Qi'an: "Well, because you haven't played doubles?"

"I, I will always cheer for you..."

Gong Qi'an: "Thank you."

Ji Luo's ears twitched, and he always felt that the girl's voice sounded familiar.

Girl: "Jiaojiao and I booked a relaxing bar with a particularly nice environment. Let's go play together after we get off the plane, Brother Qi'an?"

Gong Qi'an laughed: "Didn't we come to the training camp in advance?"

Girl: "Ah, yes, but... well, Brother Qiyan and the others are also in the United States. This time I heard that Huaiqing is coming to play a game, so I arranged a party..."

Gong Qi'an: "Oh, my brother is here too? Why didn't he tell me... Why is he going to Los Angeles again? That's ok, what time, you can give me the address later."

"Okay, then you must come tonight!"

After speaking, the girl left happily.

Only then did Ji Luo open his eyes, and felt the seat beside him shake. It was Gong Qi'an who sat back and fastened his seat belt proactively and politely.

Immediately landing, Ji Luo straightened the back of the seat very slowly, opened the shade, and asked, "Are you a fan?"

Gong Qi'an: "No."

Ji Luo: "That soft tone still wants to ask you if you are not a suitor."

Gong Qi'an smiled: "Yo, you know a lot."

Tsk, of course Ji Luo understands, the group of green tea whores around Ji Ling in his previous life all spoke in this tone—oh?No wonder the girl's voice sounded familiar just now, she was Wen Xuejiao's plastic sister from a few days ago.

Gong Qi'an: "That girl's name is You Shiyan, she probably likes me."

Ji Luo: "...Your tone is taken for granted."

Gong Qi'an shrugged: "Just get used to it, it's so popular."

Ji Luo was speechless, he didn't expect Gong Qi'an to be so narcissistic under his youthful and sunny appearance.

After all, Huaiqing Private School is a school for young masters and ladies, so the hotels arranged are quite high-grade, and separate suites are arranged for Gong Qi'an and Ji Luo.

In the afternoon, the two casually played a few balls on the hotel's tennis court.

At first, his whole body was sore, but after the activity started, Ji Luo felt much better all over his body, and even his aura of playing with Gong Qi'an soared!

Gong Qi'an asked with a smile: "You have nourished well these two days? A few days ago, you were panting after running for a few steps, so happy today?"

"Of course." Ji Luo squeezed the ball, raised his neck in a beautiful arc, flipped his wrist and threw the tennis ball into the air, "Why can't I do it? It's amazing."

Nice serve!

You come and go, hearty, hearty, and when the sun was setting, Gong Qi'an asked him: "Then do you drink a lot? I'm going to have a party with them tonight. I heard that they drink a lot. Are you going? It doesn't matter if you go or not." Okay, if you go, you will be maliciously drunk, if you don’t, you will be maliciously commented that you don’t fit in.”

Well……

Ji Luo was silent for a while.

"Let's drink and play games." Ji Luo said slowly, "I'm pretty good too. It's just that no one can bear the consequences after drinking..."

Gong Qi'an blinked, "For example?"

Ji Luo smiled mysteriously.

"Gong Qi'an, don't you think that Gao Bian is not pleasing to your eyes? Coincidentally, I also don't like Ji Baichi. Although I don't bother to argue with elementary school chickens, but for the sake of the clean training and competition these few days, I think, I have to give them some power to see... hold on to it and make them less demons. Hee hee."

In her previous life, after graduating, Ji Luo lived a leisurely life as a rich young master.

Although he is already the actual person in charge of the Ji family, and can actually control the group affairs when he is an adult, Ji Luo still throws the burden on Ji Ling, wasting his real talents and learning without any psychological pressure, and has become the soul of the dude .

What do young masters and ladies like to do?

Drink, hi, cool, wave.

Speaking of drinking... well.

Possibly, no one can beat Ji Luo.

At night, the street lights of the bar are full of feasting, the sound of dynamic music shakes people's hearts, and the smell of alcohol is faintly floating in the air.

Ji Luo and Gong Qi'an walked into the bar together.

All the children of Huaiqing, you were stunned to see the two young masters from the most unimaginable family appearing on this occasion.

"Really, really..."

"What You Shiyan said is true? Gong Qi'an has never participated in such activities!"

"Don't talk about Gong Qi'an, Ji Luo really shouldn't show up, he's obviously a social waste...why hit me!"

"Shut up, do you want to offend Ji's family?"

You Shiyan's eyes lit up, and she ran forward to greet her, "Brother Qi'an, you are here!"

The girl's eyes fell on Ji Luo, "This..."

Gong Qi'an evaded the body she was about to stick to without any trace, and pushed Ji Luo forward, "After all, he is a new member of the tennis club, I'll bring him here to say hello to everyone, otherwise it would be impolite. Ji Luo?"

Ji Luo smiled leisurely, her peach blossom eyes casually glanced around the dozen or so young masters and ladies who participated in the drinking event.

"Hello everyone."

The handsome boy smiled, and the corner of his mouth curved, which made several little girls blush.

Fortunately, the lights in the bar are dim, so others can't notice that we are blushing—ah, but Ji Luo was not like this before, the gloomy temperament before is completely different from what it is now, it can't, it can't be the same!

His slender fingers picked up the champagne flute.

The dark environment cleverly concealed the coldness in his eyes.

Sitting around the VIP table are Ji Baichi, Gao Bian, Ling Yong, Wen Xuejiao, You Shiyan with unclear expressions... There are also many elementary school chickens who look familiar and seem to be bullying on the roof, and there are green tea whores gossiping by the lake.

Of course, there are also some classmates that Ji Luo has never met.

Ji Luo raised his hand slightly, saluting first and then fighting.

Look at Gao Bian first: "President?"

Gao Bian inexplicably felt his back tighten, "What?"

Ji Luo: "Not much, why are you nervous—I hope we can win a championship and go back. Cheers?"

The eyes of the classmates were all on them, Gao Bian suppressed the creepy feeling, and to save face, he toasted to Ji Luo.

Ji Luo was the second to look for Ji Baichi: "Baichi~"

Ji Baichi: "...why do you keep calling me that!"

Ji Luo slightly bent his peach blossom eyes, and glanced at the students around him vaguely, "If Dad knows that we can take home a championship...he will be happy, right? Cheers, Baichi?"

Ji Baichi: "..."

Ji Luo has practiced an irresistible ability to reach out and not hit the smiling face, leading everyone to drink without any pressure——

After a long time in the field, Master Ji, Ji Luo took everyone to drink several rounds of wine in a short while!

Everyone is starting to faint!

"Ji Luo, you can do it."

"I really didn't see it!"

"It's so fun? It turns out that drinking is so interesting!"

"Come on a few more games, speed, whoever doesn't drink will be the grandson... I will drink you to death..."

The music was on top, and the alcohol was on top of it. Ji Luo smiled leisurely, as if he was not affected by alcohol at all, and started to play games with everyone.

——Of course it's an intense drinking game, lose once, drink a drink, Ji Luo is clever, loses less, and can accurately point out Ji Baichi and Gao Bian at the same time.

He cooperated with Gong Qi'an, and it didn't take long to kill this group of silly children without leaving any behind!

On the booth, lay crookedly.

Gao Bian was still murmuring deliriously: "Ji Luo, who the hell are you pretending to be with? Come on, the one who can't drink is the grandson..."

Ji Luo calmed down.

almost.

He lowered his eyes, turned on the phone camera, sneered, and asked a little closer, "Gao Bian, have you drunk too much?"

Gao Bian repeated it again, but unfortunately his flushed face and inarticulate words didn't have the convincing power of "I'm still awake".

Ji Luo slapped his face twice like a slap, "Do you want to drink, Gao Bian."

"..."

Ji Luo recorded the picture and asked: "The one who can't drink is the grandson, Gao Bian."

"……Hold……"

Ji Luo snorted, "Why don't you hurry up and call grandpa?"

"Grass... Damn it, Ji Luo..."

Still not satisfied?

Ji Luo calmly held a wine glass and leaned towards his mouth, pretending to force it down. Of course, Gao Bian was already dying, so he quickly and unconsciously refused: "Grandpa, Grandpa! Don't drink..."

Huh~

Shout out again?

Ji Luo straightened up and put away her phone.

Gong Qi'an, who was the only one present who was relatively sober, was shocked to see Ji Luo's operation: "How can you drink so well?"

Ji Luo closed his eyes. At this moment, he felt dizzy. He kept his voice steady and said, "...I also drank a lot."

"That's right! That's why I said you can drink, why are you acting like nothing happened?"

Even Gong Qi'an was shaking a little, if it wasn't for seeing this group of classmates who couldn't be left alone, Gong Qi'an really wanted to go back to sleep.

Ji Luo pressed his brows, "I'm not... able to drink. I'm slow to react, and I haven't got the energy yet. And, before I achieve my goal, I can control it... Okay, I've already seen the ugly photos of people like Gao Bian. Got it! See if he dares to come to find trouble... If he comes again, I will post the video of him calling him grandpa to the school forum."

Although he can still speak childish words in a serious manner, Ji Luo already clearly feels that the energy of alcohol has surged. After all, this body has never drank too much, and he has tried his best to control it just now. Did he still overestimate himself?

Forget it, anyway, the goal has been achieved, and it doesn't matter what happens later.

Thinking of his 'drinking sequelae' every time, Ji Luo felt a little pain in his head.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Luo's curly eyelashes kept drooping, he supported the back of the seat next to him, and grabbed Gong Qi'an's arm: "I just said that I haven't got enough energy yet, so... hey, it's over, Gong Qi'an , I... if I later... if... don't dislike me."

His consciousness gradually dimmed, but he could still control himself to stand up straight against the side of the sofa.

Gong Qi'an felt bored, "What are you doing? What do I dislike about you?"

"—Hey, Kian, you are here!"

Gong Qi'an and Ji Luo turned their heads at the same time and saw two figures.

The person who walked a little ahead was the person who spoke just now, handsome and gentle, he greeted Gong Qi'an and his brothers kindly, and said: "Just now we two have something to do, we came late, and she didn't even bother to call Shiyan." Come on, what's going on with you?"

Ji Luo noticed that there was a tall man with a cold body behind him.

The teenager bit his lower lip.

After that, what Gong Qi'an said, Ji Luo couldn't hear it at all.

Consciousness gradually blurred.

The juvenile's peach blossom eyes were sparkling due to drunkenness, and in the haze, his eyes locked on the tall figure behind him.

His legs are slender, his shoulders are broad, his suit is crisp, and he is wearing a neat bow tie. He looks like a person...

Ji Luo tried to open his eyes to look at him, but his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up, and he could only see the stern jawline of the other party.

He lowered his eyes, and saw... a big hand interlocking his fingers without hesitation.

The self-control he was proud of disappeared instantly.

He was soft on the man.

Then, like a koala, he pulled and stuck to the opponent.

Tired and crooked.

He even nestled in his neck and rubbed back and forth, greedily inhaling the familiar breath from the man, and whispered next to his ear: "Huh? Um... Brother, where have you been~"

The author has something to say: Squeeze the little koala!Luoluopai is so cute, how much is my brother's blackening value today?