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On the other end of the phone, Hanayama Wenren's request, the first thing that popped into Nanchuan Yu's mind was Oden Tai Mitsuyo in light attire, wearing a black kimono, wearing a black cloak, walking with his hands clasped, his whole body covered They all have the aura of a big boss.

It's a pity that Dadian Taiguangshi hasn't woken up yet...

wrong!

Nan Chuanyou came back to his senses, clenched his fingers on the phone slightly, and said in a sad and indignant voice, "Why did you post the video! Why is there me on it!"

"Don't you think that shot is perfect?"

Nan Chuanyou recalled it for a while, but he didn't feel that there was anything perfect or imperfect,? He knew nothing about art, so he resolutely denied: "I didn't think so, so you delete that video quickly,? Or delete my clip You can delete it too!"

"That's impossible!" Huashan Wenren resolutely objected, "Although you are only a fragment, it is like an introduction to the unfolding of the plot. If you delete it, it will not be complete."

"...Do you want me to die socially?" Nanchuan Yu roared angrily.

"Do you know what social death is? You don't understand art at all,? Unless you can convince me, don't touch my work!" Huashan Wenren on the other end of the phone also roared with the loudest voice.

The running Nan Chuan Yuu stopped abruptly, it was hard for him to imagine why the gentle Huashan Wenren, who was smiling at him before, yelled so loudly.

Subconsciously shaking his wrist, he moved the phone away from his ears, and Nan Chuanyu heaved a sigh of relief.

Recalling his knowledge of film art, Yu Nanchuan's head went blank, and he came back to his senses after a while, remembering that he was led astray by someone.

My boss.

Why should art be with you.

Party A's father has no conscience.

"Then I don't care, I want colorful black... Ah, no,? I'm the boss, you immediately delete the clip of my appearance!" Nanchuan You decided to make trouble for no reason after figuring out his position.

However, Huashan Wenren at the other end of the microphone didn't care about Nanchuan Yu's attitude at all, his voice didn't drop at all, but he said more confidently: "Unless you crawl along the phone line and kill me now, I will stand firm! Decision! No! Delete!"

"Snapped!"

The phone was hung up forcefully, Nan Chuanyou looked at the phone, and fell into a daze.

No, you Huashanwen people were not like this before?

Aren't you very sincere when you see me?

Nanchuan Yu was at a loss, he obviously didn't know that the courage of an inspired artist, the love and protection of his own works were more important than his life.

And Huashan Wenren is not a stupid person, as a mature social person, after a little understanding of Nanchuan Yu's busy schedule, he decisively moved to Hokkaido, and now he is enjoying the sea breeze and editing his films.

Knowing that Nanchuan You didn't have time to trouble him for a while, he naturally became more courageous.

After hanging up the phone, Huashan Wenren thought about it, and sent a message to the little boss to appease him.

Well, it's better to give yourself a few suitable villain candidates.

So in Namori-cho, Tokyo, which is separated by most of Japan, Nanchuan Yu looked at the email on his mobile phone and fell into deep thought.

The general idea in the email is: Our promotion has been published, your money has been spent, and there is no turning back. Our video has already gained a reputation on the website, and now it is impossible for me to change it.But if you have a clip with the villain, please send it, this can reduce your sense of existence, okay.

Yu Nanchuan: ...

Alright, he's convinced this adult who is full of lies.

When he didn't hear the words of those two little classmates, they said it was a treasure video.

What is a treasure? Naturally, it is buried deep and no one has seen it.

So anything to make a name for yourself is a lie.

Ah, such a lie...

"Since no one is watching, doesn't that mean it doesn't exist?"

Nan Chuan thought of an ostrich, decisively put the video of himself in the back of his head, and walked briskly back to the main pill.

After lunch, Yu Nanchuan returned to school with his tennis bag on his back.

Before leaving home, Nanchuan Yu told Kasen Kanesada about the video.

"Gexian, you should discuss this with everyone, don't tell me." Nan Chuanyou kept flashing his own fragments in his mind, and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, "Then I will also give you the phone number, and then you can contact me yourself. Just don't tell me."

"Okay, then master, you can concentrate on the game, and leave the rest to us." Kasen Kanesada didn't know that it was Nanchuan Yu who was shy, and thought it was him who entrusted this matter to him because the upcoming match schedule was more urgent. own.

Yu Nanchuan returned to school, and Kasen Kanesada also got in touch with Onto Hanayama in Hokkaido.

The two hit it off immediately, and after the collision of literature and art, the video that was edited into 10-minute episodes had a new design.

Since the swords and swords of Honmaru are all free, and they can’t go out because of the violation of the security guard who lives in Ningsheng, it’s better for everyone to add dubbing to the video that only has music to enhance the atmosphere.

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The video is about to undergo a major change, but Nan Chuanyou knows nothing about it. At this moment, he is carrying a tennis bag, standing at the corner of the street not far from the school gate, watching two familiar teenagers standing at the school gate and looking around.

After a little thought, Nan Chuan You knew that the target of the two teenagers holding the mobile phone was him. Nan Chuan You decisively chose a position, and easily jumped over the wall.

"Heh, even senior Yunque and his disciplinary committee didn't stop me, it's up to you." Nan Chuanyou curled up the corners of his mouth proudly, and fell down from the fence consciously and gracefully without making a sound.

Then when he looked up, Nan Chuanyou saw three male students in old-style black suits and school uniforms with the same style of aviator standing in the shape of a character.

Nan Chuanyu was in a bad mood. He remembered that the leader, the one with the grass stem in his mouth, was probably the Kusakabe-senpai who was with Senior Skylark every day.

By the way, why are they blocking themselves here?

Does it belong to Cao Cao?

wrong!

Nanchuan thought about it, then thought of Hibari Kyouya, and suddenly understood why these people blocked him.

"Where did the chairman go?" Kusakabe Tetsuya's tone was very firm, obviously he had already investigated clearly.

However, Nanchuan Yu was still very surprised. This kind of hidden information was actually investigated by a junior high school student. Does he really deserve to be the subordinate of Senior Skylark?

But there was no time for him to think about it, Nanchuan Youyantou looked at the three discipline committee members with serious expressions and menacing eyes, and replied honestly: "Senior Skylark went to save the world... If you don't believe it, there is nothing you can do. "

Speaking of which, after learning about the plan, Nanchuan Yu also told Hibari Kyoya about going to the future, but he didn't know why Hibari-senpai didn't tell him about it to the discipline committee.

"really."

Unexpectedly, Kusakabe Tetsuya immediately accepted the news, then he took a few steps back, turned and left with the other two.

Nan Chuanyou blinked his big eyes in bewilderment.

I feel that the Disciplinary Committee of Senior Skylark has a special temperament, and the organization and discipline are strict, which is much stricter than the guardians of Agang Pengelie. .

how did you do that?

Does it rely solely on strength and the aura of the second grader?

Nanchuan Yu decided to ask Tsunayoshi Sawada, who will live in the Honmaru ten years later, with this question after the afternoon training is over, and he must be able to get the answer.

Recording this question in his heart, Nanchuan Yu returned to the tennis court in a happy mood.

After the high-intensity training in the morning, it is some recovery training to avoid muscle strain due to overtraining.

Although the training was very boring, Nanchuan Yu did not slack off in the slightest.

After training for a while, Coach Yanzong blew his whistle and stood in front of everyone with a serious expression.

"It's great that you got the places for the Kanto competition." The coach's expression suddenly became serious, "But now is not the time for you to relax!"

Nan Chuanyou looked at the coach angrily looking around the field in a daze, and suddenly realized something.

Because the third game of the capital competition was before the holiday, and the Bingsheng Middle School Tennis Club, which has won three games in a row, will not affect their qualification even if they lose the last game, so the attitude of the students is not good. very positive.

Scratching his head guiltily, remembering that he was only immersed in the training during training and did not pay attention to the state of the training on the court, Nan Chuanyou rubbed his fingers carefully.

Alas, after being taken care of for a while, I even forgot my duties as a minister. I really shouldn't.

Thinking of this, Nan Chuanyou took a deep breath, raised his head and raised his chest, and said loudly: "Yes! We still have one more competition in the metropolis, and it's not time for us to relax yet."

There was a moment of silence on the court, but Nanchuan Yu was very calm in his heart. He said in a high-spirited tone: "Although we have entered the capital competition, we will create the best record in the tennis club of Bingsheng Middle School, but don't you want to go further? ?”

Then, Nan Chuanyou's voice was slightly lowered, as if bewitching: "Why don't you go further, don't you want to create a history that future generations will look up to?"

The emotions of young people are the easiest to be incited. A history-making moment made these junior high school students who hadn't left the second year scream and gear up, and the laziness in their eyes receded a lot.

Seeing this, the coach showed a satisfied smile. He nodded appreciatively at Nan Chuanyou, then waved his hand, and moved out the projection screen on the side of the court.

"Although the fourth game of the capital competition will not affect the result of our tickets for the Kanto competition, it will also affect our grouping in the Kanto competition."

"So, if you want to go further, for example...to enter the national competition." The coach said calmly, "Then every subsequent game must be fully prepared for the final battle, including the last round of the competition."

Who doesn't want to break into the country?

Nanchuan Yudu was a little emotional.

He looked at the video opened by the coach, and it showed a familiar blue and white school uniform.

Ah, it's not...

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