The days when the military division mixed Lihai

"Lian Er, are you going to sleep at our house today?" Yi Teng Jing was lying on the sofa with her chin in her arms and rolling around with her laptop in her arms, her voice full of laziness.

Liu paused for a while in sorting out his notes, then gave a short laugh, and replied, "Well, I'm sorry to bother you." ——Xianichiro, should you explain to me what's going on?

Sanada helped his mother move the quilt out of the cupboard. Liu saw that he hurried over to help, and took the quilt from Sanada. He wanted to ask him why he asked Shizu Ito as an excuse to invite him over, seeing Aunt Sanada laughing. It was hard to speak, so I had to put it aside.

Seeing that his relatives were busy, Ito calmed down and tapped on the keyboard seriously. After a while, he grabbed Sanada who happened to pass by and said, "Xianichiro, is there any more appropriate word to describe a person who is young?"

Sanada glanced at her, thought about it seriously, and said hesitantly, "Twenty-eight Fangling?"

Liu came over and couldn't help but chuckled softly after hearing this, seeing that Ito's expression was wrong, he quickly asked, "How small is it?"

After Ito answered "elementary school", he rolled his eyes when he heard Liu's answer of "ignorant child", and hummed: "But this word has already been used... Let me set up a scenario for you—'what what?" He, though..., despite..., but...'—what I won't fill in is the 'what' part...'

Liu was silent for a while, then hesitated and said: "Young and ignorant?" Seeing that Ito shook his head in dissatisfaction, he said again: "Small?"

Ito frowned, and told him what he meant: "Is there anything more characteristic that can be explained more clearly, these adjectives are too pussy."

Sanada, who hadn't spoken for a long time, clenched his left hand into a fist and hit the palm of his right hand, suggesting: "That's 'he who is still in elementary school'—it can reflect the characteristics, and it can be said more clearly without being pussy."

Liu Wusheng took a few steps back, and based on the principle of love for classmates, he pulled back Sanada who didn't notice anything wrong, and said in a low voice, "Xianichiro, did you do it on purpose?"

Sanada glanced at Ito, who was trying to restrain himself, and felt that he had just touched her bad luck. With a dry cough, he quickly dragged Liu to his room to hide.

"How did you come up with this answer..." Liu lay down on Sanada's bed, and was forced to adjust his posture several times by the hard board. He suspiciously touched under the sheet, but there was nothing on it.

——When I came last time, didn’t there still be hard Simmons cushions... Is it the tradition of the Sanada family to put hard Simmons in the guest room, and the owner sleeps on wooden boards?

Liu sat up and saw Sanada sitting next to the desk and writing homework seriously. He didn't notice him, so he smiled and opened the door to go out, and then slipped into the room where he slept in the last sleepover.

Hmm... There's no mattress either... Liu comforted himself that maybe Sanada took all the mattresses to wash, and now he didn't lay them up because he didn't do anything. After thinking about it, he came to the room where Sanada arranged for him to sleep now.

The tactile sensation from his hands, which is obviously softer than other beds, has already told him the truth.Liu thought for a while, then walked out lightly, and when he returned to Sanada's room and sat down, the smile on his face looked a little unnatural.

"Xianichiro, let me ask you a question..." Liu saw that Sanada put away the math workbook and replaced it with another one, taking advantage of the gap, he asked, "Do you help me prepare it alone every time I come to sleep at your house?" bed?"

Sanada didn't expect this to be the first thing he said, and he didn't say the answer for a long time, but just turned over the cover of the exercise book several times.

Liu figured it out, and thought to himself, no wonder King Ren was so panicked when he shouted, and he laughed at him for being too coddled, but he didn't know that there was such a doorway in it...

The conjectures of the previous few days resurfaced again, and Liu suddenly remembered the two balls of paper that he had forgotten in the side pocket of his schoolbag. He remembered that he didn't see them in it when he took the tissue last time, and his heart tightened suddenly.

He suppressed his restlessness, took the backpack over, and when he unzipped it to look again, there were no figures of the two criminal evidence inside, so he was stunned.

Maybe it fell when I went to the amusement park the day I sat in the cradle of the brave... But the zipper of the schoolbag is obviously good and there is no sign of looseness...

Thinking that no one except Sanada and Yukimura had touched this backpack during this period of time, the hairs on Liu's back instantly stood on end.

He quickly made a judgment on the current situation. It would be fine if Yukimura saw it (...are you sure?), at most he would be ridiculed for a few words. If Sanada really took it, wouldn't he die of embarrassment?

He buried his head on the table, choked speechlessly under the surprised gaze of the emperor, and finally recovered after a long time, raised his eyes and looked at Sanada quietly, trying to find out what was wrong.

Liu's inner voice at this time: ... this person actually blushed... I just stared at him for 10 minutes and Genichiro blushed...

Sanada watched him bit his sleeves suddenly and shook his head in silence, thinking that the matter with the mattress had aroused him, so he quickly explained: "When we graduated from elementary school and stayed in a hotel, didn't you, Lianji, say that you can only sleep on hard Simmons? Safe and stable, so I added a layer for you on my own initiative when we were sleeping together..."

Liu returned to normal in an instant, raised his head with a smile and moved Sanada's hand on his shoulder away, signaling him to continue his studies, then ran to look for Shizu Ito with a stiff smile.

Seeing him coming, Ito, who was smiling brightly, quickly closed the laptop screen, sat up straight and said, "Why did you come out so soon, I thought you would have a private conversation with Genichiro inside."

Liu bit the bullet and said he didn't dare, and hurriedly broke up this dangerous topic: "Qingxue's match with Bingdi tomorrow, sister Ito, are you still going to watch it?"

"I won't go." Ito Jing closed the file on the page, and hummed with a depressed mood, "I will be angry when I see that woman. I'd better stay at home and watch youth idol dramas full of ambiguity with beautiful boys."

After she finished speaking, seeing Liu just smiled and did not speak, she said, "Lian Er, why do you avoid going to the youth competition every time?" Especially during the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition, there is obviously plenty of time.

"Sister Ito," Liu spread out the note, with a formulaic smile on his face, "For you, because you knew the truth from the beginning, you never doubted this world."

Ito nodded.

Liu thought for a while, and continued: "But for me, after living for 15 years, I suddenly accepted the fact that this world is actually built on the basis of black and white pencil drawings. It is very difficult."

"I'm always avoiding unconsciously, hoping to wait until I can completely calm down before facing the known future." He kept looking at Sanada's closed door while speaking, his voice became lower and lower, and finally Shut up.

——Just in the blink of an eye, the inevitable moment has come.

But even though he was dissatisfied with the original work, Liu found that he was still very disgusted with Hayakawa Jing's current method of changing the plot.With his personality, without Hayakawa, I am afraid that he would not try his best to change as he is now.

Liu Shenshen felt that his current situation was like the desperate gold digger described by Jack London. If he was facing a strong wolf, he would be devoured and eaten by the wolf because he was powerless to resist, and he would die together. The sickly old wolf mouthed it, it was really unwilling.

If it were Shizuka Ito helping Qingxue, he would definitely not be so motivated.

Fushi clenched his fists, stretched his arms forward, and shouted to his teammates: "Okay, let's go!"

On the opposite side, Nioh from the Lihai Taizheng team gave a disdainful "cut", turned his racket, and thought about how to quickly defeat this group of opponents who seemed to be full of fighting spirit.

Just when the morale of Yinhua Zhengxuan rose to the highest point, a group of people covered their foreheads together: "I'm sorry, we have a headache and abstained..."

Facing the speechless spectators and referees, Fushi explained seriously: "The air conditioner was turned on too much last night—we shouldn't have worked hard until the early hours of the morning when we were drenched in sweat and turned on the air conditioner."

Kirihara put the tennis bag on his shoulders, and rolled his eyes angrily: "If you want to abstain, it's too early to say, now we have to drive for about an hour to get to the match between Qingxue and Bingdi."

Liu Zhenwei looked at him unexpectedly, wondering how the junior who had no idea of ​​the distance would know how long it would take to get to the scene by car. Seeing his annoyed look, he elbowed Sanada.

The emperor nodded and made an impromptu decision: "Well, we might have time to rush there now, do you want to watch the game?"

Qieyuan was the first to raise his hand, and Liu followed suit.Nioh Yagyu didn't respond, it seems that he had other plans before.Marui said that he would go to a newly opened cake shop to queue up to buy a limited edition strawberry cake, claiming that it would be used to treat him to dinner after his victory in Akutagawa.Kuwahara had to go with him.

Liu was still wondering why Li Haida only went to three people to watch such a classic two-part battle, so he had no choice but to go away and take a taxi.

When the three arrived, Atobe and Tezuka had already entered the field.Atobe snapped his fingers, and all the neat shouts stopped immediately. He brushed his hair, walked to the net, and held Tezuka's outstretched hand.

Tezuka asked blankly, "Are you ready?"

Hearing Atobe's obedient "Okay" answer, Liu turned his head to the side with a horrible expression.Every time he saw this scene in animation or manga in his previous life, he would have the illusion that this was a father-son conversation.

Especially coupled with Tezuka's insignificant helplessness now on his face, it is more in line with the scene of a father looking at his disobedient son.

Liu couldn't help thinking wildly, and the Witness Department sneezed twice, and smiled and attributed the reason to this person's air conditioner blowing too much last night.

It seems that Hayakawa Jing didn't say much about this game before.If Ito is not needed to ruin the most classic two-part battle among Net Kings, Liu suspects that he might not be able to resist going up and giving her a fat beating.

The competition was more intense than expected, or heroic.Especially the way Tezuka looked at Atobe when he decided to fight a protracted war, instantly made everyone on the field lose their voices.

In the vagueness, I heard Qingchun Qianshi in the distance sigh deeply, "Tezuka Kunimitsu, you are really not simple", and Liu kept recording the movements without stopping. She glanced at him and sincerely agreed with this sentence in her heart.

Playing tennis at Qingxue only took Tezuka three years. For these three years, he had to dedicate his entire tennis life. This kind of determination was unimaginable and unbearable for most of the people present.

Kirihara's eyes flashed with strong fighting intent, and Sanada nodded slightly to express his respect.Liu Lian'er still kept her eyes closed, her attention moved slowly, and she looked at her own hair.

Sadaharu, facing this situation, do you think the same as me?Do you feel that playing tennis without everything else is the true pleasure of a tennis player...

"Echizen Ryoma, although he is still only a first-year student, he is not to be underestimated as the main candidate of Seigaku." Liu watched the two schools salute each other, and reminded Kirihara softly.

The black-haired boy came back to his senses from the previous competition, rumpled his messy hair even more, squinted at him and Sanada, and hummed, "He's not the only one who became the main pick in the first grade."

Liu glanced at him appreciatively, and immediately took a step back to make room for the emperor who accepted his provocation.Sure enough, Sanada frowned and said, "Then why don't we compete."

Kirihara complied without hesitation.Obviously, these two people have watched the game, and like Echizen, they both need a high-level competition to vent.

Old God Liu lamented on the ground that this is passionate youth, because the competition venue needed to be cleaned and could not be used, so he led the two to a nearby street tennis court.

There are not many people in the field.Liu had a brief chat with the person in charge, and found that there was no restriction on singles and doubles, so he turned around and made a "please" gesture to the two who were warming up.

He sat on a bench to watch, and an acquaintance sat down next to him shortly after the opening.Liu glanced at this person indifferently, and greeted him lukewarmly: "Ninzu-kun, don't you want to comfort your teammates?"

"I only need someone to comfort me now..." Renzu sighed slowly in his unique Kansai accent, his eyes never leaving the increasingly fierce battle.

"Where's Atobu-kun?" Liu knew it in his heart, but he still deliberately stepped on his painful feet with ulterior motives.

The Kansai wolf snorted with a wry smile, unwilling to answer this question, so he had to concentrate on watching the game, hoping to relieve his depression.

Enduring silence for a long while, he exclaimed: "Kirihara from your school has improved so fast, he is almost on par with Emperor Sanada—of course, I mean just watching the first half."

Liu chuckled, and handed the notes full of the two battles to Ninzu: "Although I know that Bingdi also has a special staff to record the game, it would be more complete if there is one more document."

Shinozu took it with some surprise, but immediately hid his emotions and restored his usual smile: "Thank you so much."

Liu put away his smile, and thought to himself that I was willing to give you the information because of your expression of "Xiaojing abandoned me" just now. Your current expression will only make me want to summon Tanaka to beat you...

Regarding Atobe and Shinozu, he can probably guess the relationship between the two, and the informant in Tokyo has provided him with relevant information in a very gossipy manner.

But now it seems that there is still a long way to go for Queen Tsundere Shou and Slag Gong... This matter must be kept from Ito Jing.

Liu stood up and handed the towel to the dejected Kirihara, ruffled the younger generation's hair, and said in relief, "It's okay, the year he was more than you was not for nothing."

Sanada looked at him a few more times, received Liu's smile, and had no choice but to pretend not to hear his obvious partiality, and greeted each other with Shinozu.

Liu saw that Ninzu still hadn't recovered, so he gave him random ideas: "If you need special items to deal with Atobe-kun, Ninzu-kun, you can call this number."

Ren Zuo took the note he wrote, dialed the phone suspiciously, and a vicious female voice came from the opposite side: "I tell you, if you find someone to call me again, I will drug you and throw it to the women's judo club." go in!"

Liu looked at Xiaolang and hung up the phone tremblingly, and explained his intentions under the strange eyes of Sanada and Kirihara: "This person's name is Ito Jing, and she can provide you with whips, candles, binding tools, etc., and the price is guaranteed to be reasonable. , attack without deception."

On the way back, no one spoke, and the other two seemed to be frightened by his rhetoric on the street tennis court.

After sending Kirihara home, Sanada looked at Liu very seriously, and expressed his opinion: "I believe Ninzu-kun will definitely not take your proposal."

"Why?" Liu tilted his head at a fifteen-degree angle and looked at him amusedly, wondering how Sanada, who has always sneered at this, would say such words, "After all, my data shows that Ninzu-kun is a guy who likes to mess around very much. The person he cares about—especially the young master Atobe who doesn't eat soft and hard food."

Sanada stopped walking, clasped his hands on his shoulders, stared at his open eyes with dark black pupils, and said in a deep voice, "Because I care, I can't mess around."

Liu looked away in a panic.