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Chapter 249: What a Difference

Keihara started crying while covering her face, she was so careless.

"Just like Minamijiro said, I hope Yukimura can also find the fun of playing tennis, and then open the three doors." Looking at Yukimura, I pressed my hat down and then said lightly.

"I hope Fengjun and I have a chance to play a happy tennis game, too." Yukimura nodded, then said with a gentle smile.

Looking at the center of the field, all schools that got the ranking were smiling with relief. No matter what, hard work is good, even if it is not satisfactory, it is enough as long as you have a clear conscience.

I hope it will end like this, that's fine, but can it end so soon?

"Chanye, let's go have a big meal together!" Kikumaru, who had bullied Ryuma, suddenly threw himself on me, and then pulled my hat.

I glanced at Tezuka, and the purple eyes were still cold that could not melt. They had already succeeded, so I could leave. Although I don’t know when the goodbye will be, I think it may be many years later.

"Okay." I nodded, and then kept pounced on me by Kikumaru. When I finally walked to the sushi restaurant, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I threw this guy down. Damn, I'm dead

, do you want to make me not taller?

After walking into the sushi restaurant, Kawamura's father had already prepared the things.

"Young people, congratulations on becoming champions, haha, everyone eat whatever they want today!" Kawamura's father said generously, but he suddenly stared at me and Tezuka and saw it, and then thought about it, but didn't say anything.

"Dad, what do you want to say?" Kawamura was a little confused and looked at his father, a little surprised.

"Well, why are this minister and supervisor so indifferent?" Kawamura's father took Kawamura aside and whispered. "Dad, don't say that, in fact, they are just lacking facial expressions." Kawamura hurriedly covered up

He must not say it out loud with his father's mouth, the people over there all have good hearing.

Tezuka and I twitched the corners of our mouths, and there was a lack of facial expressions? Why don’t I think it? Cut, what a joke?

"Chianya, what do you want to do next?" Tezuka sat next to me. I glanced at the sushi in my hand, then shook my head, "I don't know, maybe I will go to the UK." I sighed,

It may not take long to go to the UK. After all, everything I have is abroad and there is not much industry in Japan.

"Yes, what about Buji? Will Buji go to the UK too?" Kikumaru looked at Buji with some frustration. He only knew that Buji had found his long-lost grandfather, so he really didn't want Buji to go

U.K.

Buer sighed, "Actually, I still can't accept my grandfather's family, just be there for my parents."

I took a look at Bu Er. Bu Er was really lucky. He had his own parents here and didn't have to accept the courage of the head of the family, but I was different. I had a lot of burdens that I had to bear, so I had to practice being cold-blooded and ruthless.

"Qianye, I hope you must accept this thing." Buer took out a gorgeous and quaint black ring from his pocket and placed it in front of me.

I shook my head and did not take the ring. "Senior Fuji, I said I would not accept it because I have nothing to do with them."

Buer smiled bitterly, "It seems they are right, you are indeed stubborn."

I didn't say anything, just took a bite of sushi, "There is no competition next time, I have to study hard." Hearing this, Taocheng's mouth twitched, studying hard? This guy goes to bed every day as soon as class is over, who makes the family so rich , so there is also privilege, there is no way.

"I heard that Qianye's grades are very good?" He flipped through the notebook and said.

I took a look and found that this guy was really full of data anytime and anywhere, but his face was so entangled. It was so awesome that he could read the secretary's notes so casually.

"Hiss, you're okay if you do it for me?" Haitang looked at me with some concern. Why does it become so terrible to do it when I encounter data?

The dry glasses kept reflecting and shining with gloomy appearance. I looked at Tezuka. Why are the two of them wearing glasses? But why are they so different?


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