"Need help?"

"No, it looks heavy, but it's actually very light."

Most of the online chats with Tezuka Kunimitsu, and the two of them haven't seen each other for a while, and Mu Xi, who already holds a panda emoticon pack, always feels that even if the two of them are neighbors, there is a strange feeling of "netizen face".

"Well, I don't mean anything."

"What you mean by this sentence is that you are thinking about various plots in your head."

Glancing at him to the side, seeing his attitude of pushing his glasses to cover up his smile again, Mu Xi sighed, feeling that this was really incomprehensible: "First of all, congratulations on getting the ticket for the French Open youth group?How does time training feel?"

"Don't mention it, I always feel that I will die on the clay in the next second."

"Well……"

"True thoughts, no exaggeration."

Although don't often joke, Tezuka Kunimitsu really practiced to vomit during the early clay court training——

Practicing until vomiting in the true sense, plus the food is different in all senses, even pepper and pepper are completely banned because it will increase the excitement.

Less salt and less oil, boiled eggs, chicken breast salad and various fish almost every day.

When Aina Tezuka came to pick him up at the airport when he got home, the first thing he blurted out was almost wanting to eat eel ochazuke.

"It's too miserable. I think it's too miserable when you give me three meals a day."

"That's not the reason why you give me supper now and then."

"Then why don't you think about jet lag when you send me lunch. Although I don't seem to have much appetite, it's early in the evening here."

Tezuka Kunimitsu couldn't help complaining, and Mu Xi really felt that he was gradually becoming, um, Uchihide in silence.I still hated the emoticons I posted before, and every time I saw a panda’s head, I had to return six dots.What now?

He stole his emoji backhandedly, and even fought with her!

"But it shouldn't matter if you go home? If you go to the French Open youth group, you can metabolize all the food in the early stage, and then live in the hotel designated by the French Open players to eat the meals provided by the competition committee?"

"What made you think that way."

"Of course it belongs to my family..."

Seeing Mu Xi's proud look with his chin raised slightly, Tezuka Kunimitsu pushed his glasses, his tone became more complicated, and his words became more tactful: "The French Open wants to make money."

That's a world class event, not charity.

"But our family... made money."

Understanding Tezuka Kunimitsu's hint, Mu Xi looked sympathetically at the tennis player who had to participate at his own expense, leaned over and lowered his voice a little: "Then how about your current sponsorship? Is Atobe-kun giving the money?"

"Um."

After knowing that Keigo Atobe waved his hand and sponsored various training expenses for Tezuka Kunimitsu, and even arranged for a follow-up endorsement "if he wins the championship", Mu Xi really felt that this young master is a god of wealth.

Look, when others were still desperately seeking sponsorship, Tezuka Kunimitsu took money directly from the head of the Atobe Group.This kind of gap is really impossible for ordinary people to achieve.

"How about you, Seirin?"

By the way, Tezuka Kunimitsu saw Mu Xi's uneasy look, his eyes were a little more concerned: "Is there a problem?"

"No, it is, how should I put it?"

The vegetable field is growing well, but;

Hearing Mu Xi's hesitation, Tezuka Kunimitsu was silent for a moment, lowering his voice and speeding up a lot: "Need help?"

Why did she feel that Tezuka Kunimitsu went abroad for training for a period of time, and after returning, he was cheerful?

Going abroad seems to be really useful.

Putting this matter aside, returning home and replanting rose flowers on the cleared ground, and then sorting things out by category, Mu Xi is going to go to school early tomorrow morning to collect flower seedlings.

Spring is the season of revival of all things, and all kinds of potatoes, eggplants, and tomatoes that have been planted are growing gratifyingly, and they can even be called "lush" in a short period of time.

Strawberries are also growing well. It was originally just a corner of the "wasteland" because the various crops arranged by Mu Xi in advance are well-proportioned, and even show a bit of pastoral scenery.

Coupled with the rose flowers planted next to it, Mu Xi waited until the entire gardening club was tidied up before straightening up, and tilted his head to Nozaki Umetaro, who was sketching wildly: "How do you feel?"

"Well, good, thank you."

Closing his notebook, Nozaki Umetaro looked at Mu Xi's calm appearance, and felt that he should report in advance: "Mu Sang, I'm a manga artist."

"Then what?"

“Thank you very much for providing various materials.”

But the happiest person after planting rose flowers was not the girl who later applied to be a member of the ghost club in the gardening club, but Miko Chai——

Seeing how he watered the roses with a face that was almost shining, Mu Xi wondered if he thought these roses could produce little flower fairies.

"This is a rose, right, President!"

"No, this is the rose."

Without hesitation, Mikoto Mikoto denied Mikoto's conjecture, and Mu Xi broke the boy's delusion with extra cruelty: "A rose is a rose, and a rose is a rose. Both are Rosa, and there is not much difference in essence."

"The difference is still very big!"

Hearing this, Mikoshiba immediately stood up, with a serious face on his waist: "President, as a member of the gardening club, I would like to make a suggestion to you!"

"you say……"

I listen, it's my business whether it's true or not.

"No matter what, roses are the most gorgeous existence that can directly hit the heart. The arrival of love is inseparable from roses. At the moment of blooming, they can capture everyone's hearts just like me."

Facing Mu Xi's "blow, keep blowing" expression on Mu Xi's face, Miko Chai gritted his teeth, letting the temperature on his face get hotter and hotter, and finally clasped his hands together almost with a sobbing sound: "So please plant a rose, as long asIf you plant it, I can do anything!"

"Hey, can you do anything?"

Nozaki Umetaro coughed lightly at the side, and looked at Mu Xi with a more serious expression: "Speaking of which, Xiao Mi, no, Mikoshiba-kun, you drew a poster full of flowers for the gardening club, right?"

"Eh? Yeah, because I'm fine with drawing stuff like that."

"Oh, then—"

"I can plant it for you, then you will be the one to spread the fertilizer in the future."

Calmly saying the words that made the two boys' faces change on the spot, Mu Xi raised his chin slightly, his face was expressionless but his face was full of the appearance of a vicious queen: "Why, do you have an opinion?"

"No, no."

"Just kidding, I'll tell you later that you must come to the gardening club. Nozaki-kun, I don't mind what you want Mikoshiba to do, just leave me free."

"Thank you..."

Seeing that Mu Xi didn't have too much doubt about his identity as a manga artist, Nozaki Umetaro breathed a sigh of relief, and while leading people away, he also had a better understanding of the cruelty of the seat next to him.

"However, the appearance is perfect and the personality is cold, is it actually a devil inside, um..."

"Nozaki?"

"No, it's nothing. It's really a good character design. I don't want to just draw a short story."

Thinking about Mu Xi's image during this time, Nozaki Umetaro sorted out the sketches in his hand with regret, and by the way, took Miko Shiba Mikoto's various exclamations as deaf ears.

Originally, he only wanted to draw an indifferent gardening club president and the prince as male lead who "sees people straying into his own territory and driving people out, and then the two have a series of love developments", but now it seems like this...

"This president is really a devil, right?"

Nozaki Umetaro frowned even more at the moment when he murmured in a low voice and added a little devil attribute, and found that his "Kihara Shio" seemed to become more vivid.

Oops, he felt that the male protagonist of the prince type that he drew so well couldn't hold her down!

Confirming that Mikoto Mikoshiba did not find the connection between Kihara Ushio and Kihara Ushio, Nozaki Ushio nodded in his heart. After all, Mu Xi is "MuXi" and Kihara Ushio is "KiharaUshio". No matter how you look at it, they cannot be connected.of.

Well, very good. As for Mu Xi himself, he also agreed, and it's just that the names are similar, and the two people are not the same person at all.

After submitting the storyboard satisfactorily, he began to create. Mu Xi, who didn't know anything about it, also moved a few roses smoothly. After listening to Miko Chai shouting "Yeah", he also wanted to laugh a little.

"Do you like roses that much?"

"After all, things like roses are just as gorgeous as me...President, why do you have such an expression!"

"No, someone said something similar to yours, and it's a bit of an auditory hallucination."

Subconsciously rubbing his ears, Mu Xi didn't pay too much attention, and motioned to his only resident red-haired club member to hand over various branches for him to set up a shelf: "Yu Zichai, are you free?"

"No!"

"Oh, I heard that you didn't do well in the monthly exam this time, and you're still idle. Are you bad at political economy? How about I give you two questions to memorize?"

Seeing that Mu Xi was serious, Mikoshiba suddenly thought of the "devil" that Nozaki Umetaro had complained about before, and deeply regretted that he thought he was exaggerating.

This is no ordinary demon, this is simply a demon king!

Not knowing what his members think of him, Mu Xi cares more about his little tomato.

Potatoes have sprouted, eggplants have begun to climb vines, strawberries are growing well and are not crazy, roses are stable and not sick, everything is as usual is the best situation.

The support can be done little by little. As for the Seirin Gardening Club has become famous and many people come to visit sneakily, Mu Xi didn't stop it, but when people came to push and shoved, he slammedThe shovel in his hand dug into the soil.

"You can see it, you can take pictures, you can't touch it, you can't touch it, you can't pick it off, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

The tall girl's black hair fluttered with the wind, half of the shovel beside her went deep into the soil, and the rest stood proudly.

Seeing a boy stretch out his hand curiously after she left, he thought there was nothing wrong with it, but the shovel in his hand was like a sword in the stone, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

"Can I ask, how strong is your strength?"

Having been entrusted with Mu Xi's shovel, Vulcan Tai, who felt the strength and weight of the shovel, returned to the classroom and stared dumbfounded at the seat next door, which seemed to be a little fragile. I only felt that my worldview had been shocked once again: "That shovelYou have to weigh ten catties, right? How strong...is your strength?"

"Strength is something that can be obtained with more practice."

Mu Xi casually took out a girls' manga serialized magazine of "Monthly Girls' Romance" from her schoolbag, held a black tea in her hand and continued to read the content that she hadn't finished chasing before.

After finishing the series contentedly, after turning to a new short story at the back, he stared at the heroine "Shio Kihara" surrounded by various flowers, Mu Xi narrowed his eyes, and turned to his other seat next door in a very unfriendly manner.

She has long been the heroine of the system, so what is this now?

The heroine's heroine, the nesting doll's nesting doll?

The author has something to say: Kihara Shio, kiharaushio "The dog head at this time, Nozaki-kun has not thought about sex change, but he has already decided to draw Mu Xiaoxi." Shen Shen's previous comment broke a thousand and there was an update, I will give you tomorrow morningOne more at six o'clock.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!