Master Jie is also doing good deeds today

Xia Youjie finally gave up on this approach. He plucked the cat's head and told him, "If you run away by yourself, don't come back. If you still stay, I'll give you a bath when I come back."

The gray kitten didn't raise its head, and licked its paws slowly, with a look of cold war.

Xia Youjie let out a "huh" and didn't want to bother with the cat.

Before he planned to destroy the cat, the system hurriedly popped up a warning, strongly prohibiting his self-produced and self-sold behavior, and even under Xia Youjie's threatening gaze, it reluctantly popped up an announcement.

It was like a bunch of trash talk like game announcements, but Xia Youjie picked it up a bit. He was talking about it. When he completes xx good deeds, there will be an achievement system. There will be discounts and extra rewards...

Isn't this just a game routine of cutting leeks? He is still the only leek.

Xia Youjie felt that the person who came up with this system was simply wrong. He used good deeds as bargaining chips for equivalent exchange, and it would be hell if he could transform something.

——At least it is impossible for him to change his inner thoughts just because of his superficial actions.

It was past one o'clock in the afternoon, and the school had already started classes. Xia Youjie was impatient to deal with the middle school courses, so he planned to skip classes completely.

Go out and walk on the path to avoid the troubles of ordinary people. On the way, a pair of fighting dogs were forcibly knocked down to help the flooded ants move.

By omitting the whole process of bargaining with the system, he managed to make ten ants count as one point, forcing a lot of goodwill points.

He now has [-] points of goodwill, and spent [-] to buy a low-level spell spirit. With the magic spell, he can really use his arms and fingers.

It seems that things are not fake and inferior products and can be used a little bit.

When the sun was setting to the west and the surrounding area was covered with a layer of warm orange, Xia Youjie took the bus to Lihai University. He wanted to check the tennis club.

According to the common script, the heroine should first cultivate her relationship with the male lead, and then transfer to the male lead due to some uncontrollable reasons. When entangled with the male lead, she will think of Bai Yueguang's male lead and add fuel to the fire...

Xia Youjie thought of the comic books he and Gojo Satoru peeked at in class when he was in college, and couldn't help but feel his teeth hurt.

There are too many dog-blood plots, and he looked disgusted at that time, but he couldn't stand Wutiao, that guy really liked it, and even wanted to shoot a live-action version of Mary Su because the heroine looked too good for him. It looks like a disappointment.

The past is unbearable, but he wants to see how handsome the "prince" of this world is.

The school uniform of Lihai University is dark blue and almost black, and the clothes of the tennis club are khaki. Xia Youjie doesn't feel much in the school uniform yet, but his brows never loosen when he sees the members running around on the tennis court.

This color scheme is a bit hot on the eyes.

At this time, the recruitment of new members of the club has all ended. Most of the people have changed into sportswear and do warm-up training inside. It seems that their exercise volume should not be light. From time to time, some students who flinched at the beginning cried and said they would quit the club.

Xia Youjie didn't know how to play tennis, so he took out the application form for joining the club from the table and filled it out, and wrote "strong strength" in the specialty column, which is a perfunctory word at first glance.

But this is not his scribbling. Under the nourishment of the magic power, basically every conjurer will have a physique far superior to that of ordinary people. Some are born with talents, and they will be extraordinarily strong even without awakening.

When he was in the college, he thought about why the conjurer didn't participate in various competitions such as the Olympics to win glory for the country. It is obvious that he can jump three meters high and run tens of thousands of meters. It takes minutes to break the record. things.

Except for exorcising the curse spirit, all the energy of the conjurer is devoted to internal fighting.

Xia Youjie took the application form and handed it to a member sitting in the office, and got the information that the "selection" will start tomorrow, and - he must show his strength if he wants to join the tennis club.

"Because there are too many people, Xia You, you came here after the registration time..."

Xia Youjie picked up the racket calmly. He still knows a little about the rules of tennis, that is, to hit the ball into someone else's court, as long as the opponent doesn't catch the ball and stays out of bounds.

It was this senior who was in charge of assessing him, and the two walked to the field to stand in front of a group of people.

The senior said: "You serve first."

Xia Youjie weighed the yellow ball in his hand, thinking about how much strength he would use so as not to break the student's bones.

He thought for a while and said, "If you can't handle it, don't be brave."

After all, he doesn't know where his ball will hit.

The senior said with a serious face, "Let the horse come here!"

"Puri, this grip." Nioh Masaharu, who happened to be watching, couldn't help complaining, "You're really a novice."

Red-haired Marui stood next to him, chewing bubble gum: "Let's go, what are you doing watching this, the Freshman Civil War is almost finished, Jack, let's see the results!"

Bunta Marui and Masaharu Nioh are classmates in Group B of the first grade, and Jack Sang is his childhood friend. The three of them have very good tennis skills, and they came here for the main election of Lihai University.

King Ren shook his head, and he said with interest: "I feel that this novice is not joking, he is really telling the seniors to be careful."

Marui: "...Tch, this is called arrogance."

I don't know the basic grip of tennis, and God knows if I can hit the ball over the net.

Xia Youjie ignored the discussions around him. Standing on the baseline, he threw the ball upwards, aimed at a landing point diagonally opposite, and smashed the tennis ball hard.

Although the senior on the opposite side is not a true candidate, he is also a quasi-positive candidate who has been training for a long time. He swung his racket reflexively to catch the ball, but unexpectedly, the moment the racket touched the tennis ball, an indescribable pressure came from above. , Even the bones in the wrists creaked/groaned.

He subconsciously let go of the racket, and the tennis ball slid along his racket to the ground without bouncing back, and in a daze made a dusty crater on the painted ground.

This strength!

Marui's bubble gum burst in an instant, and he said in disbelief: "It's unscientific not to bounce out of bounds with this serve?"

"So, this guy is kind of weird." Nioh scratched his cheek and brushed his broken hair back, "Relying purely on the strength of his arm and not applying spin to the racket, how did he manage to keep the tennis ball from bouncing?" ?”

It's mantra, he used it!

Xia Youjie looked at the imperceptibly blocked ball and heaved a sigh of relief.

The senior on the opposite side seemed to be shocked by this outrageous way of playing. He clutched his wrist and stammered, "Student Xia You, come here first, but if you want to learn tennis skills, you should start with holding the racket."

It stands to reason that one game will determine the outcome, and there are still six games to go, but the senior is a little worried that this guy who plays metaphysics all by brute force may directly knock him out.Anyway, this is not a hard and fast entry rule...

He thought of the kite-haired boy smilingly holding the application form, which couldn't even fill in the honors, and couldn't help shivering.

I always feel that this year is very scary.

Xia Youjie responded, and casually threw the tennis racket into a basket not far away, intending to leave.

There should be a list on the side with the largest number of people gathered, and he still has to find out who Yukimura Seiichi is.

"Hey—that little man, don't go!"

The shout from behind made Xia Youjie stop. He turned his head, smiled, and said word by word: "Who are you calling little man?"

For a moment, Marui felt as if he had been immersed in icy water, even his bones were cold, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Kuwahara subconsciously walked over to block him, and said vigilantly: "Wentai, what's wrong?"

"No, I'm just a little curious..." Marui said embarrassingly, the intuition of a small animal made him subconsciously dare not ask.

That momentum is too scary!He thought he was going to die! !

"Student, which class are you in?"

"One year Group C." Xia Youjie said.

Several other people also briefly introduced themselves, and Xia Youjie asked, "Do you know Yukimura Seiki?"

"The Son of God!" Marui blurted out, his eyes sparkling, "I heard that we won all battles, it's very exciting."

Xia Youjie: "Can you take me to him?"

"We're just going to check the list, so let's go together." Niwang lazily rested on Marui's shoulders, his tone was friendly, but he looked at Xia Youjie with vigilance.

Xia Youjie thought these boys were quite interesting. At first, he wanted to complain about the colorful hair, but then he thought about the group of little ghosts in the High School of Conjuration, which seemed to be like neon lights... Then it's okay.

Most of the time for club activities has passed, and the freshmen have been screened out and left scattered, leaving only a small number of senior students to continue training.

"List, list~" Marui quickly forgot the experience of being intimidated by Xia Youjie's aura, and leaned over to read it.

"Seiichi Yukimura, Group C...Eh? Aren't you also from Group C, Natsuyu?" Marui was a little surprised, "Yukimura is your classmate."

One day after class, even his classmates didn't know that this little brother was really full of mystery from head to toe. Marui Fumta admitted that he was curious, and a bunch of questions tickled him from the bottom of his heart.

This list is divided according to the initial strength of the freshmen. The first ones who will participate in the main selection are Yukimura Seichi, Sanada Genichiro, Liu Lianji... and just next to Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie looked up at the form that had been pasted a little high, and he turned the system over and over again in his heart to die.

He was really annoyed by the feeling of looking up at things.

Marui and the others felt Xia Youjie's sudden drop in pressure, and exchanged glances silently.

"What happened to him?"

"Puri, how do I know."

"It's a moody temper..."

"Is there any grudge against Yukimura Seiichi?"

Although the parties don't know why eye contact can communicate so many things, they did get each other's meaning.

"Today is the first day of school, since we all know each other, let's eat barbecue together!" Marui suggested enthusiastically.

Before Xia Youjie could say his refusal, he heard a particularly loud voice behind him.

"—too slack!"

Several people turned their heads and found two teenagers wearing team uniforms and holding rackets walking towards them.

"Wow, it's Yukimura and Sanada!" Marui whispered, "I thought they were gone."

Xia Youjie frowned: "Which one?"

Didn't these two guys meet by the river yesterday afternoon?

That black face is not a high school student but a junior freshman?? This appearance should not be the object of his task?

There is no meaning of sarcasm, it simply feels that it does not match Marysu's pain literature. If it is really him, then it means that there may be some mistakes in the plot he understands.

"The iris-colored hair walking in the front looks great!"

Xia Youjie: ...heaved a sigh of relief.

It seems he was right.

Seiichi Yukimura wore a sweatband on his head, and the hair on both sides was swaying in the wind. He smiled gently and elegantly. He didn't have the feeling of the legendary victorious demon king at all. Instead, Genichiro Sanada looked at him with a straight face. It looks very fierce.

Xingmura took Sanada directly to Xia Youjie, and the two teenagers with good eyesight could recognize him just by looking at the background.

Thinking of the calls from the hospital and the police, Seiichi Yukimura said helplessly, "You should be fine now, but it's not good to run away from the hospital."

"Come with us to make a record later?"

The two of them didn't use their mobile phones very much, and they didn't turn them on during class and club activities. They just saw the message and found out that the boy they sent to the hospital had mysteriously disappeared.

Focused, mysterious, missing.

Yukimura and Sanada have always been models of rules, and they have never seen such a troublesome person.

Until now, the hospital has not figured out how Xia Youjie disappeared under the noses of the surveillance and nurses.

Xing Cun looked at Xia Youjie who had nothing to do with him, but Xia Youjie, who was looking at him all over the place, didn't know what to say for a while.

Before Xia Youjie could speak, he heard Marui Fumta muttering in a low voice next to him: "Why escape from the hospital and make a record? Psychiatric hospital?"

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The author has something to say:

Jackie!Brother Jie, calm down, Brother Jie! ! (top the lid and run)

Thank you Hugo Lei~

感谢在2021-10-1002:03:09~2021-10-1118:10:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 Hugo;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Mohre9 bottle;

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