Cross the net king: tennis princess

Teacher's Officeamp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;

Coach Ryuzaki hurriedly covered his ears, God, why is this kid's voice so loud, his ears are almost deaf.

She picked her ear with her hand, looked at her hand, hey - I hope this child can figure it out.

Silver Forest Mansionamp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;

Jingshan was tragically pushed onto the table and continued to eat, but she was much more obedient, because she was always thinking about what Coach Ryuzaki told her, and she didn't pay attention to this unpalatable medicinal meal at all.

"What did coach Ryuzaki ask me to join the men's tennis team? If tennis is good, wouldn't it be okay to join the women's tennis team?"Why do you want to join the men's tennis club? You also need to join the regular selection team. Isn't it possible to join the main selection team only after the game?Why……'

Jing Shan rested her chin in thought, not realizing that all the food she had picked up had fallen on her clothes.

Misha smiled softly, His Highness's thoughts were not on eating at all, forget it.

"His Royal Highness, it's all right, let's go back to the room, we've eaten so much." Misha waved her hands helplessly.

Mirror Fan didn't cheer loudly like usual, but just nodded numbly, turned around and went up the stairs like a robot.

As soon as Mirror Fan arrived in the room, he fell on the bed and looked up at the ceiling, thinking...

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She straightened up abruptly, sat up, put on her shoes excitedly, walked to the stairs, and waved to Misha.

"Misha! Help me make a uniform for the regular selection of Qingxue, black! Hurry up, and try to finish it tonight." Jingshan smiled playfully, stuck out her tongue, and went back to the room.

Well, in fact, there is nothing wrong with joining the men's tennis team, hehe, I can watch them anytime, they are both beautiful and powerful.As long as I don’t practice, it’s fine, Jingshan nodded, and it’s fine not to practice tennis, so as not to think about those things again...

Jing Fan immediately shook his head again, turned over and hugged Yi who was reading comics beside him, rubbed it for a while, then fell asleep on the bed with a smile on his face.