After walking for a while, Juxing suddenly stopped and looked at a place on the street.
"What's wrong, Xiaoxing?" Seeing her stop, Otoyu also stopped and followed her gaze and looked forward. She blinked her eyes gently. That was a tennis court on the street.
It turns out she saw this
She remembered that Xiao Xing seemed to like street tennis very much, and the first time they met was at a street tennis court.
"Saya, let's go take a look, shall we? I didn't expect that you can encounter street tennis here. I haven't been there for a long time." Juxing grabbed the bicycle pushed by Otowa and pulled her away without any explanation.
Is it good or not? Is this a question or a confirmation? Otoyu looked at Juxing's hand and could only sigh helplessly. She didn't give her the right to object at all.
The two put their bicycles aside and walked into the street tennis court. Just like other places, there were already many people playing tennis here. There were also a few people watching. It looked like they were also playing tennis.
He's a middle school student from a certain school, but they don't even know him.
Juxing pulled Otoyu to sit on the rest chair next to her, and then stared at them intently. Inside the tennis court were two young teenagers, one wearing a white sportswear, and the other wearing a light gray one. They were watching the two play.
Their postures also look like they have been practicing for a long time. However, it seems to Juxing that their playing skills are still somewhat different from those of her brother Jujuping. Perhaps, they are not as good at playing as she is.
However, this feeling was really good. It had been a long time since she had watched tennis at a tennis court on the street like this.
"Hey, when did there be two more little girls here?" One of the two people who were playing tennis suddenly put down the racket in his hand, turned to them, and walked towards them step by step with a somewhat sly tone, which made people...
Very uncomfortable
"Yes, we can meet two very cute girls here. We are really lucky today." Another person put the ball on his shoulder and walked up. Both of them looked very young.
They are very energetic young people, but hearing this tone ruins their entire image. They are simply the representative of bad boys.
Otoyu felt a little pain in her wrist, and then she realized that Juxing was holding her wrist and lowering her head. She was a little doubtful that they had fallen into a wolf's den. Not every middle school student who plays tennis is a hot-blooded teenager and is kind-hearted.
Not everyone on the street tennis court is a good person, and they may be a little unlucky, but they meet this kind of middle school student who can be said to be a bad person.
"Wait a minute, this girl looks so familiar," the boy in the white sportswear gently held his chin and said thoughtfully. Indeed, as soon as she came in, he felt very familiar, as if he had seen her before somewhere.
of
"Well, it seems that I have seen you before. Come on, raise your head and show me to my brother." The young man had a scornful look on his face. Looking at him like this, you didn't need to think too much to know that they were really not good people.
Otoyu looked up at them, her face bathed in the morning light became gentler and gentler, except for her expression, which was a little indifferent, but also looked at them with displeasure.
When the two teenagers saw her face, they felt more and more familiar. At this time, Shaoti in white sportswear clapped his hands, as if he had remembered something, and his voice was filled with excitement, "Oh, I know, no wonder it's like this
She looks familiar, she looks a lot like the model Toyohara Do.”