Color painting collection and a certain strongest

Since he didn't remember the faces of the girls holding the cheering cards and banners at all, he credited his most handsome face in the world with his footprints on the ground to the head of the leader who caused the riot.

Here is an exclusive equation for Gojo Satoru:

Sao Bao Peacock made a gorgeous appearance + passers-by quickly threw away the support cards and climbed the wall = Sao Bao Peacock stepped on his Wujo Wu's face!

This equation is logical and well-founded, even Lan Tang reluctantly believed it after deep thinking.

In addition, Keigo Atobe announced at the freshman meeting: "From today on, I am the king of this school!"

Rumors quickly spread throughout the school and into the ears of Gojo Satoru.

Suddenly he became short by a head. He is also a powerful male who can unconsciously enclose land. Lan Tang, who is mature enough in his heart, seems to be just a child in the second year of middle school, but Gojo Satoru, who is also in the second year of middle school, was properly poked and blown!

On the way to the recruiting place of the tennis club, Lantang carried Gojo Satoru, who rushed to him as soon as they met after school, and introduced to his deskmate Yushi Ninja who happened to visit the tennis club together: "This is Gojo Satoru."

Then he said softly to Gojo Wujo on his back: "Wu, this is my deskmate Ninzuyushi. If you can't find me when you go to our class in the future, you can ask him."

The difference in attitude is huge.

Shinobu Yushi complained in his heart, and greeted politely on the face: "Hello, Senior Wujo."

"Oh, hello." Gojo Satoru didn't care about passerby A's greeting at all, and now all he cares about is that arrogant brat.

In the tennis court, more than half of the seniors who were blown away retreated, and someone recognized Gojo Satoru who was lying on Lantang's back with long arms and legs.

"Five?! What are you doing in the tennis club?"

"It has nothing to do with you, hurry up and get out of the way."

However, instead of getting out of the way, the bitch standing in front of them stopped them, trying to instigate Gojo Satoru to deal with Keigo Atobe who defeated them.

Of course, it doesn't matter which one is unlucky, Wujo Satoru is usually very arrogant, so it's better to lose both with that freshman.

Thinking of this, the board position instigated even harder.

"Suddenly an arrogant brat came to the ministry and stomped the face of us seniors on the ground. Wutiao, since you are here, teach that brat a lesson and let him know who is the senior."

"Huh? Who are you, you actually taught me how to do things?"

"Too, it's too much, I have been your classmate for a year!"

Seeing that Wujo Wu didn't show any face at all, Bancuntou turned his unwilling eyes and looked at Lan Tang who was 'forced' to carry Wujo Wu on his back.

He thought he could hold the opponent's head and bossed around: "Hey! You bring me Wujou to..."

Lan Tang finally took a cold look at the chattering person who was blocking the road.

He is willing to carry his little boy behind his back because they are close friends, so he indulges Wu's lazy and cute little hobby, which is not something this kind of clown can order casually.

The indifferent and imply sharp eyes were like ice skates, causing Bancuntou to feel cold, subconsciously swallowed back the words, and quickly moved out of the way with a pale face.

When Rantang entered the gate of the tennis court, Gojo Satoru turned around and made a face at him like a child backed by an adult, followed by Ninzu Yuuji.

Ninzu Yushi, who was originally a bit annoyed by Lan Tang's indifferent attitude towards the previous double standard, just happened to see Lan Tang's cold look, and in contrast, he suddenly felt that this deskmate was really gentle enough for him.

.........

"Let this uncle teach you what is the real tennis aesthetics!"

Keigo Atobe, who was announcing this, heard the sound of complaints coming from the door.

"Wouldn't it be embarrassing to say that?"

Atobe Keigo turned his head, and was a little surprised after seeing who the white hair was being carried by someone at the door: "Gojo Satoru?"

"?" Gojo Wu's blue eyes under the sunglasses showed real doubts: "You know me too?"

"...You are still so not gorgeous." Keigo Atobe's anger value was +30, he pressed the veins on his forehead, and finally understood why people in the magic world would always mention the strongest in the magic world. It was that kind of reaction.

Only a small number of people know the existence of conjurers, and the Atobe family is obviously qualified to know, and even Keigo Atobe goes to the birthday banquet held by the Gojo family for Gojo Satoru several times a year.

But the owner of this birthday party has never participated in these "boring benefit exchange meetings" since he officially gained super strength at the age of nine.

Atobe Keigo didn't think it was a big deal at first. First, it was a matter of the magic world, and second, Gojo Satoru's strength was enough to support his willfulness.

But only after facing this person did he know that there is really a person in the world who can irritate others with a single sentence.

........

Come to find fault but don't even know the person, Ninzu Yushi is speechless.

He whispered to remind this extremely unreliable senior, and the tablemate who fished all the time at the freshman welcome meeting: "This is Keigo Atobe."

Anyway, I'll know when I ask later, so it's better for him to tell directly.

"Are you Keigo Atobe?" Gojo Satoru thought of the support card he had thrown on the ground, and jumped off Rantang's back.

Gojo Satoru domineeringly put one hand on his hip, and pointed at the opponent with the other.

"Let's decide the outcome, I am the king of the Ice Emperor!"

'Papa papa' Lan Tang joined the applause.

Atobe Keigo raised his head proudly: "Ah, I admire your courage!"

After a while of chicken and duck talking, Atobe Keigo and Gojo Satoru decided: play tennis to decide the outcome!

The winner is the ice emperor's king!

People who feel like they missed a hundred episodes: ? ? ?

what happened?

Why is the game suddenly about to start?

Is the ice emperor's king determined by tennis skills?

.......

Gojo Satoru and Atobe Keigo stood at both ends of the tennis court exuding charm, just like two male peacocks looking at each other in the mirror, and they opened their tails wildly towards the air together.

However, all the people present were boys, and they were all sports clubs and straight men who wanted to join sports clubs.

Therefore, the two people's behavior of crazily comparing their charms did not fascinate any girls who were not present, but only made the boys present sigh with emotion from the bottom of their hearts: "These two are so flirtatious."

Shinobu Yushi had a stomachache to vomit, but he held it back firmly.

On the court, Keigo Atobe stroked the mole at the corner of his eye and suddenly opened his mouth, his gray-purple eyes revealed a kind of clarity as if he had seen through something.

"Since we're going to compete, let's add another request from me as a bet."

The new head of the tennis department, who is currently in short supply, points to Lan Tang who is sitting in the stands.

"If you lose, I want you and Night Moth to join the tennis club."

Lan Tang raised his eyebrows.

The remaining dozens of people in the tennis club looked at Lan Tang sitting in the auditorium in surprise, with probing eyes.

This bitch's long curly hair and thin body, apart from her height, she looks like a pretty face.

Could it be that this little boy actually has great potential?

"No." Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru refused without hesitation, and pointed to Takahiro Kawaji outside the arena.

Gojo Satoru was displeased: "Stop joking, would you bet with that big guy next to you? I don't want to bet with Lantang, change to another."

Raising the racket casually, Gojo Satoru confidently brushed the snow-white hair on his forehead: "If there is a draw, I will join the tennis club; if I win, you have to admit that I am the most handsome person in this school."

"what--?"

The people sitting in the stands of the tennis court were dumbfounded.

Lan Tang couldn't help laughing.

Although since entering junior high school, Satoru would lose his temper every time he said that, but...

Lan Tang still couldn't help muttering to himself: "It's so cute, Wu looks confident."

In Lan Tang's eyes, the white-haired boy who tapped his shoulders with a tennis racket in the sun was full of vigor and vivacity, and looked proud like a little devil who succeeded in pranking.

Lan Tang: Ah, it's so cute.

Ninja Yushi next to him couldn't catch the brainwaves of his deskmate at all.

Looking at Gojo senior on the tennis court with an arrogant expression on his face, Yushi Ninzu felt that not only his hands were itchy, but he also had a lot of complaints to say.

However, he and Lan Tang had only known each other for a day, and although they were at the same table, they hadn't spoken much, so they were not very familiar.

And he has a dark feeling that even if he is really familiar with him, he can't complain about his little boy in front of the same table, otherwise there may be bad consequences.

So Yushi Ninzu could only complain silently in his heart: he is not so much self-confidence as he is narcissism.

However, Keigo Atobe deserves to be the man who became the head of the tennis department in just two hours. He quickly caught the point of Gojo Satoru's trash talk on the opposite side, and his anger value +30:

"A draw or you win? How arrogant, ah, are you looking down on me?!"

Facing the obvious tennis rookie, Keigo Atobe said coldly, "Tennis is not a sport that only depends on physical fitness. Newcomers still have something to learn."

Gojo Satoru showed a natural look: "Huh? It's just sports. With the speed and strength of crushing, how could I lose? Are you looking down on me?!"

"You..." Keigo Atobe, who was full of anger, couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed angrily. He raised his hand and raised his racket: "Come here! There will be no second ending to this charm battle... ..”

The coat was thrown high into the sky, and Keigo Atobe snapped his fingers, brushing away the mole at the corner of his eye with one hand, his gray-purple hair was shining brightly.

He said confidently: "The one who wins must be the gorgeous grandpa!"

"Ha, what are you dreaming about?" Gojo Gojo tilted his head, put one hand in his pocket, and tapped the racket on his shoulder with the other. His snow-white hair was more shiny and dazzling than the opposite side.

He said more confidently: "The strongest Lao Tzu is impossible to lose!"

The game started amidst the smoke.

The atmosphere on the court was tense, and each ball was faster than each ball, with sparks and lightning.

The atmosphere off the court was very cold, and the boys in the sports department had indifference written all over their faces, and they didn't want to cheer for the damn charm competition.

The author has something to say: Wutiao Maomao and Atobe Peacock competed in beauty, and decided to decide the winner with tennis!

Kansai Wolf is at a loss: So why tennis?

Lantang·I am very old in my heart·Maomao: I have made friends, which is great.

Kansai Wolf: I am at the same table with his cub... No, I have a lot to vomit.

。感谢在2021-01-0718:06:02~2021-01-0823:16:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Mingruo; 10 bottles of Qingwu under the moon; 6 bottles of new tea;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!