He didn't carry a tennis bag like Atobe, but just carried a wooden racket casually, while the other hand kept tossing an orange. Baidu search, no gorgeous appearance, no gorgeous

On the stage, he is almost completely the opposite type of person from Atobe.

There was a cynical smile on the corner of his lips, and a pair of amber eyes quickly glanced over Ajibe's body with a hint of sharpness, and then, with a half-smile but not a smile, he landed on Wang Yue next to Ajibe.

For some reason, Wang Yue, who had always been calm, felt a very uncomfortable feeling in her heart when she saw this sight. She looked at that person very unhappily, and she always felt that he looked very familiar, especially...

That dark green hair looks like...who is that?

For a moment, she seemed to think of something.

"Hey, Atobe, long time no see." He walked over with a smile, casually turned the racket a few times, and then caught it skillfully. "What, this is your new girlfriend? Tsk, the taste is really unique.

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Wang Yue's face turned dark instantly, and it was written all over her face, I am very unhappy, very unhappy, very, very unhappy.

Jibu raised his eyebrows,

"When did I have a previous girlfriend?"

When Wang Yue heard this, her face became even darker, and she and her opponent also glared at him. This guy must be aiming in the wrong direction, ah!

The man's smile did not change. It was clear that there was no malicious smile, but it made Wang Yue very uncomfortable and made her look very eye-catching.

He ignored the Ministry of Education and went straight to chat with Wang Yue.

"Beauty, it's hard to stay with Atobe. This guy has been here for so many years, but he still maintains those weird habits."

When he said this, Atobu felt unhappy.

"That's my gorgeous aesthetics. It would be better if you haven't seen those weird habits after all these years."

Wang Yue snorted, turned around and walked to the seat watching the game, making it clear that she didn't want to talk to any of them.

The man chuckled. Wang Yue's attitude did not make him feel too embarrassed. He "touched" his nose and walked straight to the center of the venue.

"Then Atobe, let's start quickly and defeat you quickly. I have other things to do!"

"Long Ya, after all these years, you are still so arrogant."

"I am who I am, and nothing can change me." Long Ya shrugged, smiling carelessly and cynically, like a big child, but it gave people a sense of strength that could not be ignored.

Wang Yue always felt that this man was not simple, and he had a hidden aura.

She doesn't know much about tennis. What she can remember is how to serve and then swing the racket. Shiraishi taught her a long, long time ago. How much do she remember now? God knows.

Wang Yue rolled her eyes. Even if she didn't understand tennis, she seemed to be able to feel that these two men were very powerful. She didn't know how well Bai Shi was playing, but she was definitely not as good as them.

Their speed is extremely fast, almost everything happens in an instant, and the tennis lines are ever-changing and mysterious. Anyway, Wang Yue can't figure out how this little yellow ball comes out so wonderfully.

of arc.

But even though Wang Yue was still watching with interest at first, after a while, she quickly lost interest. The two of them were running around chasing a small yellow ball. This was her interest in tennis.

She didn’t know all about tennis, and even the score of tennis was not very clear. She looked at the referee inexplicably and said 15-30 for a while, 30-30 for a while. It was strange, why did the score rise so fast?

I didn’t even see how the ball landed...[

After touching her nose, Wang Yue looked at the sky speechlessly. She now really felt like "blowing out fire with a rolling pin--knowing nothing."

The competition was unexpectedly long, but extremely fierce. Long Ya and Abu were almost evenly matched at first, at least that was what Wang Yue saw on the surface, but the strange thing was that she vaguely felt like she had seen a huge trap.

There is a strange sense of familiarity... Such a strategy...

Sure enough, just as the final point of the match was approaching, Long Ya suddenly emerged, winning or losing with one goal. In an instant, the curtain gently fell, he won, and the Miracle Star continued his undefeated myth.

Long Ya was smiling as before, cynical and careless, as if she had expected such an ending.

"Although it's very unpleasant, you have become stronger." He said this, his tone as calm as the wind, so casual and casual.

Atobe wiped his sweat. He didn't know what kind of expression he had on his face hidden under the towel, or what he was thinking about writing.
Chapter completed!