The king of the net relies on Echizen Ryoma

Chapter 215 Unqualified Bet

Chapter 215 Unqualified Bet

"If I lose I'll shave my head."

"If I lose, I'll shave my head too."

I always thought that this classic and speechless dialogue could only be heard during the national competition, but I didn't expect it to appear during the camp.

Ying Ying sat under the parasol depressed, holding a glass of iced orange juice in her left hand, and sighed gently with her right hand on her forehead. At this time, the expression on her face was 70% doubt, 10% helplessness and 20% shock.

Her eyes looked straight at the tall and short figures standing outside the court.

Different styles, one is enchanting and charming, noble and elegant, and the other is petite, arrogant, stubborn and indifferent, but at the same time, they all have the momentum of never bowing their heads and never giving up.

Although due to age and developmental problems, there may be a lot of difference in stature, but it can still be seen at a glance that the two of them are cute and beautiful boys.

But the problem is...

How about the two of you finish your lines for the national competition now?
What do you say when it comes to the national competition?

If I remember correctly, at the beginning of this practice match, Keigo Atobe scored 6 points first, Ryoma came from behind, and the result was a draw. Unlike the official competition of the national competition, no one will really shave their heads.

At this moment, there are only two clear words in Yingying's mind: "absurd."

Thinking about it carefully, this is probably the change caused by her appearance. Although she tried her best to make many things go smoothly according to the original plot, and she deliberately did not affect the development here, but no matter how you say it, there is more of her after all. Such a big living person has met so many princes and disturbed everyone's relationship. It is impossible not to change the plot a little bit.

And the only thing she can do now is try to reverse the twisted part back to normal.

She ruthlessly stood up and rushed to the middle of the two, "Hey, brother, Ryoma, this is a practice match, not a bet on football, even if you want to bet, please don't bet so low-level, okay?"

"Brother, does the bet of shaving your head conform to your aesthetics?"

"Ryoma, can it be that your golf skills can only match the unnutritious bet of shaving your head?"

Atobe Keigo is not a person who doesn't know how to look at forms. After Yingying's reminder and his own brainstorming, he also discovered how much his bet with Qingxue kid violated his aesthetics.

As an emperor, how can he be so not gorgeous?After thinking about it, he looked down at the young man in front of him who was the same height as his shoulders with a condescending attitude, and smiled disdainfully, "Then, I take back what I just said."

Longma glanced at him lightly, and met him with stubborn eyes, "Cut, are you afraid?"

"Will this uncle be afraid? Ah huh? It's just a change of conditions..." He said, raising his hand to brush the broken hair on his forehead, "I want to see if you, a brat, are qualified to be worthy of my uncle My sister." Then, ignoring anyone, she walked into the court with her head held high and her racket in hand.

Ryoma frowned and looked at Atobe Keigo's back, until he walked in and stood still, and the voice of Oishi urging him to enter the arena quickly sounded, then he turned his head to look at Hotaru, hesitating to speak.

Ryoma's hesitation can be seen. The condition of Keigo Atobe just now was not clear. The so-called worthy or not is not simply determined by winning or losing. The game is about to start, so it's hard to refute.

She smiled slightly, stepped forward to press a light kiss on the boy's side face, and exhaled something in his ear.

The boy's ears turned red slightly, and he said "I won't lose." Then he turned and walked into the court.

Looking at the back, it seemed to be suddenly full of momentum and confidence.

(End of this chapter)