The crown of the king of the net, my surname, and you

Some people just happen to be your models. "He signaled Yiliang to look out the window with his eyes.

"Here, really! I won't borrow you next time." He gave the homework book to Hesha. "That's a good idea!" He nodded in agreement.

"...Ah~ I finally finished the painting." Stretching her waist, she put the drawing book into the desk.

The good times are for squandering, and for passionate teenagers and girls, only hard work is the best result.

"Hi, Yiliang." The tablemate Asaya walked over.

"It's late today, Asaya." Yiliang smiled at Asaya.

"Punishment for running laps by the president, the president really wants to learn from Tezuka." Shrugged helplessly.

"...Pfft. Hehe." Is Shou Qingxue another famous product? . "But it can also exercise your physical strength, which is very good."

"It's good, but it's a bit overwhelming. I have been making up classes during the winter vacation, and I have little time to play basketball." After sitting down, he took out the textbook. "Mom hopes that I can go straight to junior high school."

"Huh? Asaya, are you going straight to Seiko as well?" Kazuya looked at Asaya while writing homework, really, wouldn't it be wrong to copy like this? "Yiliang, are you too?" He looked at Yiliang again.

"I don't know! But it will probably go straight up." Yiliang thought about it carefully.

The time in the class was as slow as ever, and even the most interesting explanations could not stand the call of Duke Zhou.

Lunch is still eaten on the tennis court. I don’t know if Yiliang is used to such a lively atmosphere:

"Hey, poisonous snake, do you want to fight? This is mine." Takeshi Momoshiro's forehead was at the crossroads.

"Hiss~ how?" The answer not to be outdone caused a tragedy.

"Peach City, poisonous snake, circle the field thirty times." As expected of a minister!

"Minister, can we wait until we finish eating?" Taocheng took another big mouthful of rice while talking.

"Hey, Taocheng, don't eat anymore, the minister told you to run around." Eiji pouted complainingly.

"Eiji, if they don't eat, they will..."

Sure enough, only Oishi can persuade Eiji.

"... Good data." Data can't be eaten, so be a classmate.

"...It's very interesting, Tezuka." Fuji looked at everyone with a smile.

"Ah." Sure enough, Tsukafuer is king.

But when did Kasa and Asaya become so good?

"Hesha, eat this, my mother today..." Asaya's voice was gentle and reticent.

"Well, thank you Asaya." The girl who was eating finally looked up at the boy.

"As expected, seniors and seniors, there is still a long way to go!" Long Ma looked at everyone arrogantly.

"Eh? There is no drawing in your notebook, maybe you took it by mistake?" The voice of the president of the art club sounded.

"How come? Today I..." It was clearly drawn, but it seems that someone tore it off.Yiliang looked at the small piece of paper left in the gap.

"No painting means no painting, just say it directly, it's really hypocritical." Fujiwara Xue Nai's piercing voice came in from the door.

"Fujiwara-san, it's not right for you to say that." Then came in the man who tested Yiliang that day - Matsushita Hiko.

"Sorry, can I draw now?" Yiliang looked at Uesugi unaffected.

"If this is the case, everyone can ignore the art club." Fujiwara walked over and stood beside Uesugi and looked at Yiliang disdainfully.

"Xue Nai, yes, you can draw." Uesugi's eyes signaled Xue Nai to shut up.

"Thank you." He walked to the side and picked up the brush that came with him and began to draw.

"Do you need my help, beauty." Matsushita lowered his head and whispered in Yiliang's ear.

"No, thank you." He said and turned his head to the other side.

"Heh..." This action made Matsushita laugh.

"Ayan, you don't care what she does." The extremely dissatisfied voice showed the master's jealousy.

"Fujiwara-san, please call me Matsushita." Matsushita put away his smile.

"Hmph..." Fujiwara stomped his feet.

After two points, Yiliang submitted works, one was a landscape painting and the other was a portrait of a puppy.

"Okay, you can go." Uesugi said to Yiliang, looking at the painting in his hand.

"Oh." Said and walked out of the art club.

"Kazumi, why did you let her live? You don't know that she has been eating with the first-choice players in the tennis club these days, and Tezuka didn't say anything." The dissatisfied voice caused the woman next to her to bow her head.

"That was approved by Coach Ryuzaki." A slightly hoarse voice replied.

"But, Tezuka... Every time we go to the tennis club, we are told that non-tennis court members are not allowed to enter. Why can she go in?" The slightly raised voice made Matsushita laugh, "Of course, Tezuka approved it, right?" Is it?" Heh, little beauty, I am helping you...to draw hatred, how can you thank me?Matsushita smiled playfully.

21

At night, the rain outside the window is pattering, forming a beautiful ink painting like smoke and mist.The raindrops are neither as soft as ox hair nor as hard as flower needles. They come in waves, a little bit, as if they are not falling on the ground, but falling on my heart.In the autumn night, the lamps are flickering and the drizzle is lingering. What a helplessness and sadness. ——by Yiliang.

As if echoing Yiliang's words in the diary, Qingxue's morning was full of annoying discussions:

"Who drew this? The degree of fidelity is so high." Discussion No. [-].

"It must be from the art club, otherwise who would have such a high standard." Discussion No. [-].

"However, it's amazing to be able to draw President Tezuka so handsome!" Discussion number three.

"Tch, the person who draws must like President Tezuka, right? Otherwise, how could he draw him?" It's easy to get to the point.

At this time, there was also a "little" discussion in the tennis court.

"Fuji, I think that painting is very similar to Liangjiang's painting." Eiji moved closer to Fuji while doing exercises.

"Really? Yinger, do you want to ask Yiliang?" Fuji looked at Yinger with a smile.

"Why do you say that painting was drawn by senior sister?" Ryoma walked over.

"Little boy, haven't you seen the portrait that Liang Jiang drew for you? It's really super like!" He said and rushed towards Longma.

"Senior Eiji, don't do this, it's very uncomfortable." Eiji roulined helplessly, "But what kind of portrait? I haven't seen it before, did senior sister draw me?" looked at Fuji suspiciously.

"Of course, how could I lie, little one." The dissatisfied Eiji rubbed Ryoma's head fiercely, "Ryo-chan, didn't I give you the painting?"

"No." Ryoma picked up the hat that fell on the ground.

"It's okay, Liang-chan will come over and ask her in the afternoon." Eiji patted Ryoma's shoulder reassuringly.

"If you continue to discuss, the probability of being punished by Tezuka for running laps is 30.00%, the probability of 70.00 laps is [-]%, the probability of [-] laps is [-]%, and the probability of [-] laps is [-]%..." Uh , the total probability of being a classmate exceeds one hundred.

"Fuji, Kikumaru, Echizen, sixty laps each." Tezuka's cold voice came with the cold air.

"...The data estimation is wrong? What a mistake..." Pushing the reflective glasses, Qian Zhenzhi said annoyed.

At this moment, Yiliang looked at the portrait on the bulletin board and smiled disdainfully.Isn't there any advanced means?What the hell am I looking forward to all night?What a disappointment!turn towards the teaching building

Go.

As soon as Yiliang entered the classroom, she saw Kasha on her seat and Asaya next to her.

"Liangjiang, come here quickly." Hesha waved to Yiliang.

"Well, what are you two discussing early in the morning? It can't be about dating!" Yiliang looked at Asaya's blushing face with satisfaction.

"Liangjiang, you speak very strangely." Hesha looked at Asaya suspiciously after hearing Yiliang's teasing words.

"Yiliang, you painted the picture on the bulletin board today, right?" Asaya suppressed the disappointment in her heart and said to Yiliang.

"Well, it's mine." Fortunately, there are only three of them left in the classroom. Otherwise, if the group of girls heard the news, the whole school would probably know it without tomorrow.

"Liangjiang, you are so pitiful." Hesha looked at Yiliang with sympathy.

"What's so pitiful? What are you talking about!" Yiliang tapped Hesha's head with her hand.

"You said that Tezuka must know about this, and then he must be blablabla..." Well, according to Minister Bingshan, he shouldn't care, right?

afternoon tennis court

"Longma, here it is." Yiliang gave the portrait to Longma.

"Thank you, senior, it's still far away!" Looking at the realistic self on the paper, she pretended to be disdainful.

"Yes, the person I drew is really far behind!" Yiliang rebelled against the general.

"... Huh." He lowered his hat and turned to practice.

"Damn brat... eh, Minister Tezuka." He complained and turned around to see Tezuka who had just come from the agency office.

"Ah." Tezuka came to Yiliang's side, "Don't worry about today's matter, I have told the Propaganda Department to take down the painting."

"En? You know I drew it?" Yiliang stared at Tezuka's usual paralyzed face.

"what."

"..." Listening to Tezuka's classic words, Yiliang didn't want to speak anymore. "Tezuka, you will say: ah, don't be careless, go around the field, these three sentences?" Yiliang, have you forgotten what the minister said to you just now?

"..." Tezuka was silent.

"Hey, Yiliang, what you said is true." Bu Er, who was running around, heard what Yi Liang said, and made up the knife.Eiji and the others on the side nodded in agreement.

"No two, add ten laps." The air-conditioning around made Yiliang touch her goosebumped arm.

"Hi, hi." Fuji smiled and continued to run around.

"Eh, hehe, it's okay." He smiled stiffly at Tezuka. "However, Tezuka, what do you think, as a person involved in this incident."

"..." Tezuka looked helplessly at Yiliang who was playing treasure.

"Hehe, hey, they can say I like you