The atmosphere in the tennis court suddenly became very strange and no one spoke anymore. Everyone was watching Jing Luo and the boy who said that.

"Hmm? Why don't you say anything?" Jing Luo asked with his eyebrows raised. If you dare to say something, you dare not express your own opinions. What is this? "If you can defeat any of the regular candidates, I will admit you!"

"Oh? Just choose-" Jing Luo gave a meaningful extension, "What about the others' opinions?" Jing Luo looked at the people who were just cheering, and they all nodded softly. "Okay, since you think that only by doing this can you recognize me, then, let's do what you said. I will come here in the afternoon.ma... Which choice of the choice to play with me, let's decide. Save the decision. " Jing Luo pointed to the boy and said with a smile. Then he turned around and walked out of the tennis court with a cool look. Leave a major order and handed it to the boy.

After Jing Luo disappeared from everyone's sight, everyone turned their attention to the boy. The boy stood awkwardly, looking at everyone's choice nervously.

"Hey... Tezuka, what should I do?" Buji asked Tezuka standing beside him with a smile. "Let him choose." The simple words almost made the boy so scared that his legs were weak. "This, this... he!" The boy closed his eyes and pointed at someone casually. When he opened his eyes, he actually pointed to Kitagawa Motoki!

"Huh? Me?" Kitakawa pointed at himself, "Oh." He accepted calmly...(= =+)

Everyone was black.

After Jing Luo returned to the class, he immediately told Qian Nuo the news. He was accidentally heard by several gossip girls around him, so the whole class knew about it in a minute... Jing Luo really wanted to wail! If the tennis team was full in the afternoon, I have to thank me...

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afternoon

Jing Luo pulled Qiannuo to the tennis court and saw that it was crowded! (Of course they were all outside the wire railing...) Jing Luo was sweating coldly... The consequences of saying that the words were so terrible! Jing Luo asked Qiannuo to wait for her, and then shrank his neck alone and squeezed into the crowd. He shouted, "Give it aside!" Everyone took a step back neatly and gave her a path.

"Really, thank you." Jing Luo walked into the tennis court with a tennis bag on his back. Looking back, the path was gone. Jing Luo looked cold and asked in his heart: How did those group of candidates survive!

"All the wood is here?" Jing Luo looked around. Hum... he was just choosing all the members, ordinary staff... who knows if they were there. "Who plays a practice match with me?" Jing Luo blinked his eyes and looked at the boy in the morning. "It's Kitakawasan." The man replied.

"Beichuan?" Jing Luo frowned. "What, are you afraid?"
Chapter completed!