What? Kaimo was a little dissatisfied, "You are only 14 years old and you don't want to study anymore. What should you do?"
I raised my head and glanced at the sky, "I don't know." Maybe I really don't know where my future lies, whether it is filming, playing tennis, or choosing another career.
"Where is the future? I actually don't know." Kaimo said calmly. It's rare that this guy can be sentimental. It really makes me a little curious. Kaimo is also a person with stories.
"Are the rumors in the school true? Are you not the bad boy they say you are?" Mai came out of the locker room, looked at me, and said nervously.
I opened my eyes and a flash of purple lightning flashed, "This is none of your business."
"Hey, Xiao Liu, is this girl and you..." Kaimo winked at me and said a little excitedly. Indeed, after living in the United States for so long, this boy has not even looked at any woman.
However, it really makes people wonder if this guy is actually a man?
Hearing Kaimo say this, my eyes suddenly became more cold and sinister. "Sorry, I was joking." Kaimo hurriedly spoke, knowing that once his eyes turned sinister, it meant that he was definitely angry.
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"I said, you don't have to worry about these things, otherwise I will make you regret it!" Words with murderous intent came out of my mouth word by word, and then an extremely indifferent aura emanated from me.
‘Bang’ a tennis ball stopped on the wall behind Mai, and entered the wall steadily, leaving a black mark. This was not hit with a racket, but thrown directly with hands.
"It's amazing." Kaimo was already a little surprised, throwing the ball with his bare hands?
I pushed up my big sunglasses and suddenly thought of something, "Are you interested in cross-dressing?"
Ah? I frowned, Kaimo didn't seem to understand what I said, then I took out a bottle of hairspray, sprayed it on my head, then smoothed it with my hands, making it into a weird three to seven points, and then I
Then he took out the pair of black-rimmed glasses without prescription and put them on. Finally, he took out a white sportswear from the bag and put it on.
Done, I snapped my fingers, but at this time Kaimo was frightened. Anyone who saw a super handsome man turning into a silly boy in front of him would be frightened like this.
"Are you sure you are really Qianye Liu?" Shivering, Kaimo didn't know what to say.
I shook my head, "In Japan, Qianye Mofeng is my name." The faint voice became even more emotionless and absolutely indifferent. "Qianye Mofeng? A strange wind? Qianye, you
This person still likes to give himself weird names." Kaimo sighed indescribably. How long did it take for this young man to become wary of everyone?
"Let's go." I pushed up my glasses without prescription and said indifferently.
This guy Kaimo went to pick up his sister, and he actually left me halfway. This guy is so damned. Thinking of this, my eyes became even more filled with a violent murderous aura. He was really a man who stabbed his brother for a woman.
people.
"Qianye classmate!" Suddenly I heard someone calling my name, I stopped and looked behind me.
It was Kikumaru, Momojo and Fuji. The three of them were walking on the street with tennis bags on their backs. However, the figure in front of them always seemed familiar, so Kikumaru, who likes to make trouble, hurriedly called out to the person in front of him.
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"Qianye-san, are you here to buy something to eat? Meow~~" Kikumaru suddenly looked at me and said curiously.
Eat? Apart from eating, what else can this loser do? I felt a drop of cold sweat running across the back of my head. Sure enough, Qingxue had more single cells than those in other schools. It really made people feel a little speechless, but I didn’t say anything.
, which was also a bit unreasonable, "No, I'm here to buy something."
Indeed, maybe I was in a bad mood that day, so I accidentally broke my racket. Fortunately, I didn't use my favorite black one, otherwise it would have been heartbreaking.
"What are you buying?" Taocheng was also a curious baby and came over immediately.
"Ball..." I was about to say racket, but even if I stopped, I always said that I couldn't play tennis. Wouldn't it be very troublesome if I said it out loud?