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Chapter 142 Who has a problem?(1/3)

"Hello, you are Uesugi classmate, right?"

Hanamaru Hanabu hurriedly hid behind Uesugi Toe to avoid the spear and cannon that suddenly emerged from the corner of the venue in front of him.

——Although there is only one camera, two people who are like the relationship between the previous and the juniors.

"What's the matter?"

The senior had a work sign hanging on his chest, and the young female assistant was holding the camera.

Their identities are just about writing the word "reporter" on their faces.

"There are rumors that Uesugi has less than 2 months of experience in bowing, so we are here to verify the facts from you."

It seems that I was looking for him specifically.

"Do you believe this so-called hearsay?"

The reporter's senior answer was not surprising, "According to our newspaper, the Baiqiu Affiliated Middle School where Uesugi is studying in Guozhong Middle School does not have a bow club."

Uesugi turned and left.

They are obviously prepared, and the best way to deal with this situation is to ignore them.

A quality journalist must have a spirit of perseverance.

He chased after him.

"Is this the truth?"

Uesuma Dora held the black bow bag in his right hand and looked up at the blue sky.

"Do you think that white cloud is black?"

"...ah?" The reporter didn't keep up with his brain circuit.

"It means a boring question, I don't want to reply to you." He left in a different direction.

Hanamaru Hanabu looked back at them, held the small bag around his waist, and hurriedly followed Uesugizo.

A reporter also needs the speed of box athletes.

He stepped in front of Hanamaru Hanabu and smiled:

"Hello Miss, do you have an engagement with this Uesugi classmate, right? I see you are wearing the same ring. Miss, you are so beautiful, are you interested in letting our newspaper take a few private photos for you? You must have a great future when debuting as a photo idol."

"No, no need."

Hanamaru Hanabu, who was blocked by the reporter, quickly turned his hand over and blocked the ring on his ring finger.

Uesugi Shou frowned. Although he also wanted to see Xiao Hanawa's photo photos, it was released outside for a lot of people to see, so let's forget it.

Inducing a young girl with a marriage contract to take photos is also a serious act of rudeness!

"Get out of the way." He let out a cold voice.

The little assistant holding the camera panicked, but the reporter in front of him obviously expected the current situation.

"Please allow me to take back what I said just now and apologize to you solemnly." The nearly thirty-year-old reporter bowed to them sincerely, "If Uesugi is still not satisfied, you can also pay financial compensation."

Of course you are happy to have money.

But it is unreasonable that such reporters actually said that kind of thing in front of him.

"Get out of the way." He still said the same thing.

Unexpectedly, the reporter, who was nearly thirty, raised his hands and squatted down and fell down. He climbed onto the ground after getting off the ground.

You know, this is the entrance to the venue in full view.

I have never seen such a quick three-game apology, so I am too skilled.

Not only Hanamaru Hanabu, but even his little assistant was shocked.

The crowd around began to discuss what exactly would make an elderly man get out of his seat.

"Is it necessary?" Uesugi said speechlessly.

"My knee is nothing valuable. I have a brief contact. I know that this is the most effective method for Uesugi."

Uesugi Do understands that his purpose of talking to Hanawa is to stop him, which is annoying, but this is the nature of his career.

But this person is too powerful and he always gets off his seat.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the dial.

12:12:25

The meal time is not too late.

"Okay, ask."

"Just that question just now." The reporter stood up and patted the dust on his body.

“Is that important?”

"The Kamitsuki Kotodojo, where his classmate Uesugi, has already won the ticket to the finals of this Zhenghu competition, and it is very hopeful to defeat the popular Michichi High School."

The reporter said slowly.

"Their very eye-catching front position is a boy who has been in contact with the bow and Tao for two months, and practicing for only two months is enough to compete with the talented high school students in their team.

"Don't Uesugi classmate think it's gimmick among geniuses?"

Uesugi Doo looked at him, and he should have understood that this was the case long ago.

"Yes, that's right, I'm the bow road I came into contact with on April 1."

With a click, the little assistant took a photo of him on his camera.

Hanamaru Hanabu doesn't like the camera, and she hides behind Uesugi and is only photographed with one side face.

"This is enough, right?" Uesugi Seo glanced at the little assistant who was checking the photos.

"Thank you." The reporter, who was nearly thirty, smiled and bowed his head to him and thanked him.

———

"That person is so strange."

"I guess I've been kneeling too much, it doesn't matter to him."

"Zojun... is he going to go to the newspaper?" Hanamaru Hanabu stepped beside Uesugi with a small, gentle step, and the round-headed leather shoes had a shiny black luster.

"It's possible if you win the championship."

Uesugi Do not have any feelings about this. What does he want to be famous? Run for Prime Minister?

"Besides, which newspaper they are? Reporting is of no use, no fame."

When entering the pedestrian street, there is a warning sign that vehicles are prohibited from entering at the entrance.

"But! Hanahuo really thinks that Joe-jun's arrow looks so beautiful!"

Huawan Huahuo's snow-white dress with off-shoulder highlights her slender and tender body shape.

"When Zhaojun took the bamboo bow, he seemed to have a very strange light all over his body, which was very attractive. Woo--I don't know how to describe the fireworks, but they just look very good."

She didn't know how to describe the feeling of heartbeat when she hit the target.

The signs and hangings of "dumplings" can be seen from this pedestrian street several shops.

6 for 245 yen, 12 for 490 yen.

There are all kinds of dumplings, dumplings, and the dumplings are a little more expensive, the price is pretty good, and the taste is... Uesugi Tho has adapted.

In Japanese dumplings are considered as dishes, so there will be combinations such as dumplings + ramen, dumplings + rice.

Xiao Huahuo kept by his side saying that his archery was good.

The way I like it was, the pair of eyes would turn into stars.

“What do you want to eat at noon?”

"Don't you eat with everyone?" Hanamara Hanamaru asked.

"Follower," Uesugi Dou smiled and knocked on her forehead, "I only found out when I got here?"

Hanamaru Hanabu's head hurts and hugged his forehead with both hands: "What did you find out?"

“We are ready to go home.”

"Don't Zhaojun still have a competition?"

"The afternoon was a game at Ochi High School, and it had nothing to do with us."

"But everyone in the Gongdao Department stayed there."

Uesugi Dou smiled when he saw the sunshine leaping on her snow-white shoulders, "They want to see the game in Yuzhi High School, but I don't want to. Now I just want to play with Xiaohuahuo and take advantage of this rest time without training."

Hanamaru Hanamaru said worriedly: "Hahuo thinks that it is better for Jon to be with everyone in the Gudao Department."

“Training and rest should be proportional.”

Uesugi Tho lowered his head and attached it to her ears, smelling the fragrance on her body and said, "When Hanao was helping Thojun rub his shoulders in the bathroom last night, I knew his shoulders were tired."
To be continued...
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