The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 283

As for how fierce the battle on the tennis court is, it can no longer bother Keigo Atobe at this time. He is staring at the side gate of the tennis court intently.

Seeing the girl put down the lunch, pinched Jirou's face and left with the people around her, Keigo Atobe felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Give me a bento and don't look for me." Ninzu Yushi cast a mournful glance at Qingqian who had gone away.

Keigo Atobe raised his eyes again and glanced at Yuji Shinobu, but still leaned on the chair and did not speak.

Brother, let's be content, someone doesn't even have a lunch box.

"That's all for today's training." Seiichi Yukimura, who was standing by the side of the court, spoke.

Now he is the head of the Tennis Department of the University of Tokyo. As for why Keigo Atobe, who has always been flamboyant, did not compete for the position of head but was willing to submit to the deputy head. It is because most of the company's affairs are now in his hands. No, he still has to take care of his studies, which is really exhausting.

"School is about to start, and our tennis club is going to have a dinner together." Seiichi Yukimura walked to Keigo Atobe, carrying a tennis bag.

"Well, tell me when you've set the time." Atobe Keigo casually tapped the mole at the corner of his eye, obviously not thinking about it.

"Well," Yukimura Seichi nodded, "Call me after you get back."

"Okay." Keigo Atobe stood up and walked towards Jirou.

"It's time to wake up." Keigo Atobe put one hand on his waist, and glanced at the sleeping Jiro.

Huadi Takahiro, who was standing aside, understood, and stepped forward to pick Cilang up.

Ci Lang's whole body was suspended in the air, but he woke up from the dream in a daze after a while.

"Xiao Jing, is the department work over?" Ci Lang rubbed his eyes and let out a lazily sigh.

"If you go back to sleep, the dinner party will be over." Keigo Atobe curled his lips. There was a dinner party in the original Hyotei Tennis Club in the afternoon.

"Ah!" Hearing that there was a dinner party, Cilang became extremely sober all of a sudden, and his eyes fell on the two blue bento boxes beside him.

Hey, it's strange, I remember that my mother didn't prepare a bento when I went out in the morning.

Cilang rescued himself from Huadi's clutches, picked up the lunch box beside him, sniffed it closely, and his eyes lit up: "This is Qingqian's preparation! She's here!"

"So it wasn't a dream just now." Ci Lang recalled that he seemed to have seen Qingqian in his dream just now.

Atobe Jingwu's face turned black, and he knew it was made by Qingqian just by smelling it. It seems that he has not eaten less in these years.

"Don't take it all by yourself," Shinozu Yushi saw that Cirou was holding two lunch boxes and didn't let go, so he hurried over to take one out: "There is one that Qingqian made for me!"

"Let's go, Xiang Ri and the others should be waiting." Keigo Atobe glanced at the two people with lunch, and walked out of the tennis court first.

Among the members of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club, only he, Jiro, Yushi, and Chonghong were admitted to Dongdae University, and the rest were admitted to their favorite universities. They would get together before the start of each semester.

There were bentos and dinner parties, and Jiro was so happy that he was about to go to heaven, bouncing and following behind Keigo Atobe and the others along the way.

A few people went to the studio first, and then got into the car of the Atobe family.

"Wow, it smells so good!" While still in the car, Ci Lang couldn't wait to open the bento Qing Qian had prepared for her, and the smell of the food immediately filled the car.

Originally, Keigo Atobe strictly forbade them to eat in the car, but this bento was prepared by Qingqian, so please forgive them for once.

(End of this chapter)