Net King: My Life Is Gorgeous

[69 Book Bar - www.] Today is the Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly. It is the day of battle with Saint Rudolph led by Kanyue. It is also the day that Fuji is most worried and afraid.

I patted Fuji's shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, Fuji, you will make peace with Yuta. I won't interfere in this matter. It's up to you."

"Yeah." The beautiful arc at the corner of Fuji's lips turned into a straight line.

While Yuta was not competing, I went to where he practiced and saw a boy with a scar on his forehead practicing against the wall.

"Are you Yuta?" I walked over and talked to him.

"Ah..." Yuta looked at me in surprise.

"Hey, why are you so surprised?" I laughed

"Ah, no, others say I am..."

Yuta originally wanted to say it, but I jumped in and said, "It's 'Fuji's younger brother', right?"

"Yeah" Yuta stopped and looked at me

"I'm the manager of the Qingxue Tennis Department. I'm here to tell you two things. The first is that you'd better not play Qingkong Shusha anymore. It's not good for your bones. The second is that you

My brother, Fuji Shusuke, he is very worried about you, and I want you to reconcile with him." I leaned against the wall with a serious expression on my face.

"Hmph, you obviously don't know anything, yet..." Yuta waved his hand, very angry

"Oh, is your brother's relationship broken so easily?" I deliberately said sarcastically.

"It's him..." I interrupted him again mid-sentence.

"Please don't make excuses. Fuji is very good. It's his light that overshadows you. All you need to do is become better than him. Is it necessary to hurt him? You are you and he is him. 'Fu Er'

This surname is special, so you are also unique. No one can replace you. You care too much about other people's opinions, which leads to the breakdown of your brother's bond. Think about it carefully. By the way, never tell others about me.

I've been here before." I turned around and walked towards Qingxue's resting place. Who knew that Fuji Yuta's words made me fall down and eat shit?

"Hey, are you my girlfriend?" Yuta yelled from behind.

"No! I just don't want him to be troubled by personal matters and affect the game!" I got up from the ground and retorted at him, and then walked away angrily.

"Oh, that's the girlfriend-to-be," Yuta muttered and walked away slowly.

After we left, a figure walked out from behind the tree. Fuji looked at the route I had taken, and the corners of his lips raised a lot.

Haha, Xiaoyun is really duplicitous. He clearly said he would not interfere, but he still intervened.

I felt bored watching the two teams holding hands, so I went out for a walk. I saw Fuji and Yuta talking and laughing on the street, and I felt comforted.

"We are very close, but our hearts are always hundreds of kilometers apart..." The phone rang.

"Hello" I pressed the answer button

"Hello? Is this Xiaomo? I'm Cilang. I didn't ask you last time, where do you go to school?" An energetic voice sounded, so loud that I put the phone more than 20 centimeters away from my ears.

"I'm at Qingxue"

"Really? Then come to xx quickly. I'll be there." Cilang hung up after saying this.

I put the phone back in my trouser pocket and thought helplessly, Cilang, why are you so sure that since I am from the tennis club, I will be at the competition venue?

Accompanied by the breeze, I came to the place agreed by Ci Lang and saw an orange head moving up and down, as if looking for someone.

"Ci Lang" I called him not far away from him

When he saw me, he hugged me. Do small animals like to hug people? "Let go, I can't breathe anymore."

"Uuuu, Xiaomo didn't even call me." He looked at me aggrievedly.

Hey, I don’t even know who you are, how can I call you?

"Let me say it again, my name is not Xiaomo, my name is Xino Qianyun"

"Well...Xiaoyun"

“So good”

When I praised him, he jumped up and down with joy, almost jumping to the sky on the trampoline.

"Ci Lang, where are you?" A voice as energetic as his appeared in the distance.

"Yueren, I'm here" Cilang responded

I have an ominous premonition in my heart...