I shook off Atobe's hand. I was already conspicuous enough in school, but he still pulled me like a child. I didn't know what would happen tomorrow. That was the most troublesome thing.
"It's your birthday in a short time. I remembered it well, right?" Atobe crossed his chest with his hands and said.
Birthday? It seems to be a word that has been around for a long time. I was born in winter. It was November in my previous life, and it is also November in this life. Fortunately, although it is winter, it is not very cold, otherwise I might have died long ago.
I have long forgotten my first birthday when I came to this world. Maybe I was busy buying other people's gangs or companies at the time. My second birthday seems to be coming soon, which means it has been two years since I came to this world.
Okay, it’s really not a long time nor a short one.
"What are you thinking about? My birthday was on October 4th. You didn't know where you were in the United States at that time, eh? You actually want me to celebrate your birthday this time. What a beautiful idea!"
Listening to Atobe's very unhappy voice, I just wanted to say, whatever you want, but I'd better forget it. Who doesn't know that Uncle Atobe talks a lot of nonsense, and he always likes to be disillusioned. I still want to let myself
My ears are clean and pure, so I choose to remain silent.
"Hey, why don't you listen to my uncle?" Atobe turned his head and saw the man next to him was obviously in a fugue state, so he was even more upset. How could someone be so hateful and dare not listen to his uncle's words and act so casually?
your look.
Seeing Uncle Atobe looking at me with a cold snort, I rolled my eyes fiercely in my heart, then turned my head and pretended not to see. "Tsk, just invite whoever you want to invite then." Atobe said directly.
Throw me a thick stack of invitations.
Hey, are you mistaken? The birthday boy is actually asked to invite people. Are you making an international joke? "On my birthday, I am asked to invite people. Are you mistaken?" The corner of my mouth turned cold, and then I said
Throw it straight at me with a knife in the eyes.
"Tch, I'm talking about asking you to invite those classmates of yours." Atobe said very impatiently, but I still felt that this guy was quite imposing when he said that.
I don’t know what Atobe is thinking. Anyway, this guy is definitely narcissistic. I really don’t understand why this guy likes narcissism so much. Narcissistic people are usually very bitchy.
Oh, although I don’t have any friends, I still have those classmates. I think I’ll just invite all of Qingxue’s main candidates, but it seems like there are quite a lot of invitations, so I’ll just keep a few for fun.
Reluctantly, I put the invitation letter into my bag. I have to go to the tennis club later anyway, so I'll take it by the way.
"Hey, where are you going?" Uncle Atobe saw that I didn't say anything to him, and he immediately became furious. How could this guy do this? He ignores me every time. It's really damn hateful.
"Go to the tennis club to train." Although I don't like playing tennis very much, as the supervisor of the youth school, I still have to supervise the training of the first and second graders. It is really troublesome. I have to plan those trainings every day and make those vegetable juices.
, it’s really troublesome as hell.
When Atobe heard about the tennis club, his eyes lit up, but thinking that this was Qingxue's tennis club, Atobe's face turned darker. He was very unhappy that his brother was actually with his enemy.
"Tch, I also want to see if those juniors of Qingxue are worthy of being defeated by Hyokuei, ne, Huaji?" Atobe snapped his fingers, and then walked faster than me.
Even if Qingxue is not as strong as Ice Emperor, even if Ice Emperor defeats Qingxue, don't forget, you will no longer be in the middle school by then, what are you going to do?
"Yes." Huadi responded.
It's up to you, I just hope you won't be driven away by Tezuka's iceberg aura.
"Supervisor Qianye is here!" When he came to the tennis club, someone shouted, and then the originally noisy tennis court suddenly became quiet, and everyone was practicing playing seriously.
Um... Atobu was speechless. Why is this person so scary? And he's so infiltrative?
Looking at these people pretending to be quiet, my face darkened a lot. Am I that scary? Are you so nervous? Tsk, at most I only like to let you drink Chinese medicine, and besides, those are tonics. It’s okay to have too much, it’s not as scary as dry juice.