The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 44 Untitled
In fact, it wasn't just Qingqian's class that was driven crazy by "Pipa Xing", but the entire grade.

During lunch, Qingqian received complaints from the little sheep.

"Qing Qian, I'm doomed." Ci Lang sighed, holding the bento box.

"What's the matter?" Qingqian took Cilang's favorite dishes from her lunch and put them in his bowl.

"The teacher told me to recite "Pipa Xing", "Now even food can't save Cilang from his sad mood: "It's a long article, I'm done."

"This," Qingqian thought it was a big deal: "Don't worry, see what I have prepared for you."

Speaking of Qingqian, she turned on the player in her mobile phone, and the voice coming out of it was "Pipa Xing" sung together with Lin Fusu. This was specially recorded by Qingqian during their rehearsal, and it was intended for Cilang.

"Is this what you sang? It's amazing!" Ci Lang looked at Qingqian and his eyes changed into stars.

"Well, your music isn't very good," Qingqian sent the file to Cilang: "It would be much easier for you to recite it as lyrics."

"Thank you Qingqian." Ci Lang felt relieved, and hugged Qingqian happily.

"Hurry up and eat." Qingqian couldn't help chuckling, stretched out a finger to point Cilang's forehead and pushed him away.

After solving the important matter in his heart, Ci Lang ate very happily.

"By the way, Qingqian, we have a training camp next week, and I can't come to accompany you for lunch." Ci Lang muttered to Qingqian with puffed cheeks.

"Training camp?" Qingqian glanced at Cilang.

"Well, the competition will start soon, so the department decided to go to a training camp." Cilang felt a little sleepy just after eating.

"That's it." Qingqian was a little disappointed: "Then you... cheer for the competition."

In the past, I was the first to know about things in the tennis club, but now...

What are you thinking about here again, it doesn't matter a long time ago, doesn't it...

"Okay!" Cilang waved his fist: "With gentle encouragement, I will definitely perform better!"

"Really?" Qingqian glanced at him: "You won't find a place to fall asleep as soon as you arrive, right?"

"How could it be?" Ci Lang firmly refused to admit that he would do such a thing.

"Haha, you're kidding, pack up quickly, class will start later."

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At the end of the day's class, Qingqian was completely relieved.

I no longer have to rehearse "Pipa Xing" bitterly at night, and I don't have to be beaten up by Lin Fusu on the way home. I feel comfortable thinking about it.

Qingqian returned home with cheerful steps.

Here, Keigo Atobe and the others also finished their work. Ye Ruoyun was waiting for Keigo Atobe to clean up in the activity room, checking something with a list in his hand.

"Are you sure?" Keigo Atobe sat down beside Ye Ruoyun.

"It's almost all set up, but there are still some project expenses that haven't been settled." Ye Ruoyun smiled at Atobe Jingwu.

"Well, let's go." Keigo Atobe took Ye Ruoyun's hand and stood up: "Let's discuss the rest at my uncle's house."

"Jingwu~" Ye Ruoyun was overjoyed, and then became worried again: "It's better not to, I'm afraid..."

Ye Ruoyun didn't continue, but how could Keigo Atobe not understand: "Don't worry, I will take care of it, huh?"

(End of this chapter)