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Chapter five hundred and eightieth

"Would you like to lend me this?" Renzu took off his prescription glasses, not sure whether he was asking himself or Atobe around him.

"Ah huh?" Atobe glanced at him, his eyes were looking at an idiot, "Aren't those glasses of yours without prescription?"

"Yeah, I forgot about it." After saying that, he put his glasses back on.

Si Xue Tong, who was sitting not far from them and heard their conversation clearly, was very speechless. Please show your affection and stay away. She will not report to the informant Yili that his boyfriend is cheating and the person is still a man. Of.

There is no need to worry about glasses. One time she accidentally saw Qian open his tennis bag, and it turned out that there were all the same glasses inside, and they were all the same. She didn't believe that he didn't wear them this time. When Qian opened the tennis bag , her "As expected" look formed a clear contrast with the trio of first-year students in front of her.

She seems to understand something, why the data that A Gan is proud of are wrong. I am afraid that the opponent has not shown his true level at all. Everything before was just a trick to play with A Gan and the others. Well, this is not It's just her guess.

Because the data was useless, Qian was even ready to give up the data, but Kaitang grabbed him by the collar and said, "Why have you collected data in the past three years? Isn't it just to win today!" "I have always made the impossible possible. , isn’t it our doubles!” “I am here who believes in you and fights with you all the way.” After being told this, I calmed down.

While they were fist-bumping, Ji Xuetong held his chin and sighed, "This is men's friendship, it's so good~"

If Ryoma had not lost his memory at this time, he would definitely complain, "You're stupid in your sleep," and then add one of his own catchphrases. In the past, I always thought Ryoma's catchphrases were hurtful, and he always kept them on his lips, and there was nothing else to say. I said something, but now I can’t even hear it.

"How did you hit that ball just now? It was such a fast ball! It was so powerful." For Ryoma, who has completely lost his memory, the "plug-in" tennis they played might be like magic, which he found incredible. , this is normal, she just wanted to say——

"If you can really remember it, you will regret your remarks to death." If you praise someone so straightforwardly, he will definitely feel embarrassed if he remembers it, given this guy's awkward temperament.

"Huh?" I didn't understand what she was saying at all.

"Well, I've warned you anyway, just don't hold grudges against me in the future." She chatted with him for a while, but to be honest, she really had nothing to talk about about Ryoma who had lost his memory, and she knew that he didn't She knew, but she didn't know where to start to recover her memory with him.

"Kirihara!" Hitomi Matsue, who was struggling with how to restore memory with Ryoma, was startled by the scene in the court. He stood up from his seat and ran to the railing. Kirihara was hit by Kaidou's ball and vomited. Blood, not just her, the whole audience was shocked.

Kaidou didn't do it on purpose, they were sure of that. But now the situation is getting worse and worse, because Kirihara has turned into a demon, and he looks particularly scary with the blood on his body.

It's really bad this time...


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