"Haha, boy, let's play a ball game with me." Zi Zi, who automatically ignored the trace department, seemed to have seen him on TV before, but as for which school he was from, to be honest, she hadn't paid much attention to him.
When Atobe Keigo heard Sacrifice Hitomi call him a brat, the corner of his mouth twitched in a very disgraceful way, "Why do I want to compare with you?" She was obviously shorter than him, but she actually called him a brat...
He raised his eyebrows and said with a mocking smile: "Oh? Mr. Atobe, don't you dare to compete with me? Ryoma, let's go, the Hyokui doesn't dare to compete with our Seigaku." He took Ryoma's hand and gestured to leave.
When Echizen Ryoma saw Sacrifice Hitomi holding his hand, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he lowered his hat and said, "It's still far from enough." That Monkey Mountain King shouldn't be such an idiot that he couldn't even see such an obvious provocation.
Come out……
"I originally wanted to give you a way to step down. Since you want to make a fool of yourself, I will reluctantly compete with you. Let's make a deal first. Don't cry when you lose." He reached out and took the big guy next to him.
The racket was handed over.
Hearing Atobe Keigo's words, the Fanta in his mouth almost spurted out. He was actually fooled so easily...
"Ryoma wants to compete?" He touched his chin and pretended to be thoughtful. "Ryoma will just watch the game from the side this time. Children, let's compete in the next official competition." He took off Echizen Ryoma's hat.
He put it on his head and patted his head.
Ji Xue Tong slapped his hand away and said, "Yeah, it's obviously the same size." After saying that, he sat aside with his hands in his pockets and prepared to watch the game, just going his own way.
"Haha, it should be a very interesting competition." He still had the same smile that has never changed for thousands of years. As he said that, he walked to Echizen Ryoma and sat down, but his eyes never left the eyes of the blood-sacrificial pupil.
"Come on, Xiaoxue!" Kikumaru Eiji was cheering on from the side. Oishi quickly stopped him. If he didn't stop him, Kikumaru Eiji might jump on Sacrifice Blood Hitomi's body again.
"Hey, Xiaoxue, if you lose, treat me to a hamburger!" Momocheng Takeshi shouted at Ji Xue Tong, who saw Ji Xue Tong mouthing to him, "I won't lose."
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"This game should be able to collect good data." Inui Sadaharu kept writing with a pen, and the lenses of his glasses were still reflecting.
"I'll be the referee." A very charming Kansai accent voice came from not far away, and a boy wearing glasses walked towards them. "Beautiful lady, my name is Ninzu Yushi." After that, he pulled the hand.
Guoji Xuetong's hand gently kissed the back of the hand.
Just after the kiss, he noticed a chill on his back. He turned around and found that Fuji Shusuke had opened his blue eyes and was looking at him with a smile, while Echizen Ryoma was frowning. On the side, Kikumaru Eiji pulled his partner and kept complaining.
"You are here to be a referee, not to pick up girls." Atobe Keigo glanced at Ninzu Yushi, and then said to Sacrifice Hitomi: "Where is your racket? Kachi, give her a racket."
He unceremoniously took the racket handed to him by Kachi, held it and looked at it, "If you want it, sister, I'll let it go to you." It was completely provocative, but the target of the provocation was the gorgeous Atobe-sama, even if he was angry again
It won't show.
Not only was he not angry, but he smiled arrogantly, "Today I will control your arrogant character."