"Haha, I like it! The first place in the competition, there is no friendship!"
Murong Xie smiled evilly. He agreed with the words of the Seven Colors Society, and as soon as this was said, he sang a counter-tone with Jiang Yan... Could it be that the war between the Yanhuang Society and the Zeo Society must be initiated in advance?
"Hmph...The game begins!"
Jiang Yan refused to argue with Murong Xie and announced the start of the game...
The handsome boy took a step, his blue-white face seemed a little weak... holding the racket in his hand but it was very noticeable. The words w were exactly the same as those of Leng Shiyue's tennis cap on his head, and seemed to be a limited edition, and …Only you can win a championship at a tennis event.
"Dinno, are you going to come out and fight me?"
Lin Dong pursed his lips and looked at Oscars seriously. Dinno... Oscars. Dinno's pale look and his eyes were dull. He couldn't believe that he actually saw what he once loved to the bone. The boy once became less familiar with himself because of this boy.
"fine!"
Hong held Oscar's hand tightly, giving him warmth and a sense of security. He did not question, question, only complete trust, only two words of calmness, nothing!
Leaning on Hong, Oscar Dinno found that his cold body was gradually warming up, and the pain seemed to be far away from him. Just seeing the handsome boy in front of him, he felt for the former self in his heart Just heartache.
"What's wrong!"
Leng Shiyue raised her head, and the words w on the tennis cap made people see clearly...
"Why does this w seem so familiar!"
"I also think...it seems to have seen it somewhere!"
"Teen World Cup?"
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, teenagers World Cup champions can only get things embroidered with the word w, such as hats, clothes, tennis rackets, tennis bags, tennis, etc.."
"Did...the president of Qise was once the champion of the Youth World Cup?"
"It seems that the Ice Emperor is not bad either, otherwise he wouldn't have held a tennis racket embroidered with the word W."
"It seems that in this game, the president of Qise may be evenly matched..."
With whispering and guessing, everyone is looking forward to this tennis match that is popular in the academy...
Murong Xie folded his hands, his thumbs were spinning around each other, and his sarcastic smile... Ice Emperor, Seven Colors! Can it be compared with each other?
"October!"
Oscars • Dinno hesitated. He and he had a game with him, and the winner of this game was the tennis racket. Now...
"Go back your dignity, back your arrogance, back your respect for tennis."
Leng Shiyue looked at Oscar with sharp and wise eyes; Ding No, he wanted Ding No to face this inner demon and face this past. Only by letting the past pass, then the future will not be hindered by the past.
The dark eyes are like the vast starry sky, like the black hole in the universe, making people addicted, but Oscar Dinno sees faith, sees confidence, and confidence in himself in these eyes.
"good!"
Oscars; Dinno looked back at Hong, his rough and handsome face outlined a doting smile, but the domineering and cold coach was always a gentle and doting boy in front of him.