The Sleeping Prince's Romance

On this day, Cilang escaped from the tennis club's training again, found a big tree and climbed up, and slept very comfortably on it.

Although the branch that is only as thick as a forearm is a nightmare for most people.

At this time, two teenagers walked under the tree, chatting while walking, because Xiaozhi was on guard, so Cilang didn't pay attention to those two students at first.

However, after hearing clearly what the two teenagers were talking about through the screen and voice from Xiao Zhi, Ci Lang's eyes suddenly opened, flashing a dangerous light.

The conversation between the two students who didn't know that there was another person above their heads continued.

"You were really beaten yesterday?"

"Yeah, look at my eyes, they're swollen! And look at my stomach, they're blue!"

"Hiss...someone dares to beat the student of Bingdi, you are tired of it!"

"People block me because I'm from Bingdi, who makes Bingdi's students have more pocket money than students from other schools!"

"Did you call the police?"

"Call the police? For tens of thousands of dollars? I can't afford to lose that person!"

"Then have you seen the face of the person who beat you? We will find someone to avenge you after school!"

"That man has silver hair, hangs his eyes, has an arrogant attitude, keeps saying 'don't order me' or something, and he's wearing Yamabuki's school uniform."

"A student of Yamabuki? Don't worry, if you have money, are you afraid that you won't be able to find someone to help you avenge you? After school, I'll find some gangsters and go to Yamabuki to chat with that student."

"Look for gangsters... Cilang SAMA said that it is best not to have any contact with gangsters, it will not affect us well."

"By the way, why did I forget Cilang SAMA! We can tell him this matter, and he will help you solve it! In the past, some students in the school were blocked by bad boys, and they were all settled by Cilang SAMA."

"Don't bother Cilang SAMA. It's the time when the tennis team is tense recently. I'm afraid he's busy with training. Anyway, it's only tens of thousands of dollars. I'll have it with my dad when I go back."

"Then your beating was for nothing?"

"Forget it, just treat it as being bitten by a dog. Let Cilang SAMA prepare for the competition. This year is the last time Cilang SAMA Middle School participates in the national competition. It must not only be the runner-up again."

"Well, that makes sense..."

The conversation became farther and farther away, and the voice became smaller and smaller. Cilang on the tree lowered his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Shanbuki..."

The low voice disappeared as soon as the wind blew, as if it had never appeared.

Then, Cirou took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

"Hello, brother Cilang?"

The other side quickly picked it up, and then a boy's muffled voice came.

"Is the match between Aigaku and Yamabuki this Saturday?"

Jiro didn't talk nonsense and went directly to the topic.

"You said that you couldn't come to my game that day because you had something to do, so why do you care about the game time now?"

The boy's voice still seemed uninterested, but he answered Cirou's question after complaining for a while:

"Yes, the match against Yamabuki is indeed Saturday, starting at ten o'clock in the morning."

No matter how awkward he is in front of other people, when facing Cirou, the boy is always surprisingly honest and obedient.

"I'll be there then."

As soon as Cilang said these words, the voice of the boy on the other side of the phone suddenly became high, and the tone became instantly cheerful:

"Really, brother Cilang? Do you have time?"

"Even if I really have something to do in the Longma race, I still have to make time for it."

The tone was obviously coaxing children, but the boy on the other side of the phone, that is, Ryoma, was still very happy:

"Just wait and see how I win the game, brother Cilang!"

"Well, I believe you."

In the rest room of the Qing Xue Tennis Club, Ryoma had just put away his mobile phone, and at some point he leaned over.

"Is it Akutagawa-kun who called you just now, Echizen?"

Fuji asked with a smile, and was delighted to find that the movements of a certain desolate boy slowed down, and his ears seemed to be pricked up.

Although Ryoma is smart, if he compares himself with Fuji, he will lose, and there is no other possibility at all, so he didn't think much at all, and directly answered Fuji's question.

"Ah, it's Brother Cilang."

"He has something to do with you?"

Obviously, he had roughly guessed the cause and effect from Ryoma's words, but Fuji still pretended to be puzzled and asked.

"Brother Cilang said he would come to my game on Saturday."

Ryoma's little chin was about to lift up, and he looked proud, as if Cilang's coming was the greatest acknowledgment of his strength.

"Oh, so Akutagawa-kun is coming to watch our match against Yamabuki..."

Fuji intentionally lengthened the sound, and changed Ryoma's match to Aigaku Taizan Fuki, and then found that a certain boy's eyes really lit up.

——Hehe, it’s so interesting!

The smile in Bu Er's eyes deepened.

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On Saturday, God was very kind, the sky was clear and the sun was shining.When Jiro and Atobe walked into the sports park, it was almost ten o'clock.

Yes, not only Jiro, but also Atobe.

"Are you so optimistic about Qingxue's first-year main election, Cilang? You will watch his games whenever you have time, and this time there is a regular meeting of the presidents of the school's discipline committee, and you deliberately turned it down and let others go Participated, you have never missed that regular meeting before."

Atobe walked and said.

Yes, Cilang has indeed never been absent from the regular meeting of the chairman of the discipline committee of several schools, not only because he attaches great importance to the position of chairman of the discipline committee, but also because when he goes there, he will see a certain lonely boy, that always Kyouya Hibari wearing an old school uniform jacket.

"I'm really interested in Ryoma's potential, but today my main goal is his opponent."

To Atobe, Jiro would not lie under normal circumstances.

"opponent?"

Apparently, Atobe didn't care too much about Qing Xue's opponent, so he didn't do his homework in advance.

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"Yeah, Akutsujin from Yamabuki."

"Oh, my uncle wants to see what kind of person can make you miss such an important meeting and come to watch the game."

Atobe didn't miss the flashing cold light in Cirou's eyes, so a rare interest rose in his heart.

"Hope you won't be disappointed."

Ciro said calmly.

After all, he is the head of the Tennis Club of Ice Emperor. Although Atobu has always been proud, he still knows a little about some characteristic tennis club members in other schools.

Among those people was Akutsujin of Yamabuki.

However, given Akutsujin's strength, Cirou shouldn't value him that much. Then, what did he do to make Cirou have such a big "interest" in him?

Atobe felt that things were getting more and more interesting.